Disclaimer: I do now own Sam or Dean or the show Supernatural. I do own the character of Peyton. NOT a One Tree Hill crossover. I just love the name.
Peyton had been working at the Roadhouse for a little more then a year now. She found a job there when she ran out of money after running away from home once she turned eighteen. The owner Ellen had been nice enough to give her a job and a place to stay until she saved up enough money to get on the road again. Her dream was to hit California and start her life over. No alcohol, no drugs, and no abusive father. Peyton never used alcohol or drugs but her dad did. When he did he got abusive. Which was basically every day. It started when her mom died when she was thirteen. Peyton knew all about the people that came into the roadhouse. Ellen had explained that to her the first day.
The afternoon was quiet. It usually was. Peyton had just finished mopping the floor and washing up the tables. Ellen was cleaning the counter while Jo, Ellen's daughter restocked the bar for that night. Peyton pulled her red hair up into a messy ponytail as she walked over to the dartboard that hung next to the door. She grabbed the darts and started to throw them. She got distracted on her last throw when the door came flying open. So distracted that when she threw the dart it connected with the material of the shirt that the guy was wearing and went into the wall. Peyton covered her mouth with her hands.
"Oh god, that didn't hit your shoulder did it?" She asked running over to him.
"No luckily it just got the shirt." He smiled pulling the dart from his shirt.
"Thank god." Peyton sighed relieved. She smiled when he handed her the dart. "Couldn't do that again if I tried." She joked thrusting the dart into the board.
"Sam! Dean! What are you guys doing here." Ellen exclaimed running over to them. Peyton noticed that Jo hadn't taken her eyes off the shorter one.
"Thought you guys served beer." Jo's eye candy said. Peyton smiled at his sarcastic tone.
"We do!" Jo just about tripped over herself to serve them. The guy Peyton snagged with the dart sat down next to the other guy. Peyton walked around the counter hoping to be introduced. Ellen grabbed her arm and pulled her over to the boys.
"Guys this is Peyton. She is helping us out for a while. Peyton this is Sam and Dean Winchester. I told you about them right?" Ellen motioned to the guys.
"I think you mentioned a thing or two about them. It's nice to meet you guys." Peyton flashed them her best smile. It wasn't too hard. These guys were hot.
"Here you go." Jo set two beers down. "You guys meet Peyton."
"Yeah Ellen just introduced us. I must say it's nice to know the name of the girl that snagged me." Sam smiled over his beer. Dean gave him a weird look. Peyton stifled back a laugh.
"Do you have any idea how cheesy that sounded?" She asked leaning in front of him.
"Yeah I have a pretty good idea." Sam said nodding. Peyton just smiled at him. She slapped his shoulder lightly before walking away to continue her game of darts. Dean waited until Ellen and Jo were both busy doing something.
"Sammy were you trying to flirt with her because if you were you need practice." Dean joked with his brother. Sam just glared at him and moved away. "I can give you lessons!"
Sam took a good look at Peyton. She was attractive that was for sure. Her red hair hung just above her shoulders. Her green eyes sparkled with excitement when she hit the dartboard. She couldn't have been more then 5'9. She probably weighed about 125 but looked like she could kick your ass if she needed too. Her skin had a nice golden touch to it. Peyton could feel someone watching her. She turned to see Sam looking at her from the bar. She gave him a small smile then turned her attention back to the game. Sam noticed her smile, it was cute. When she smiled it made her dimples appear on her near perfect face.
"Dude your going way past stalker." Dean joked sliding in next to him.
"You know I moved to get away from you." Sam turned around so he was facing the bar. Sam felt fingers linger across his shoulder blades. The touch sent chills down his spine.
"So are you ever going to talk to me or are you going to stare at me forever." Peyton jumped up so she was sitting on the counter next to him. "Because I must admit that I'm finding it kind of creepy."
"I'm just going to go over there." Dean pointed to a general direction in the Roadhouse. Peyton kept her eyes on Sam.
"Well I was trying to think of something non-cheesy to say." Sam said turning a bit to face her.
"Good idea. I hate cheesy." Peyton smirked. She was bold and outspoken that was for sure. "Oh poor Dean." Peyton looked over Sam to see that Jo had a hold of him.
"She has a bit of a thing for him." Sam watched the two for a second.
"You think." Peyton said sarcastically. "Hey you want to go for a walk?" She looked at Sam expectantly.
"Sure." On instinct Sam helped Peyton jump off the bar. She could have done it herself but when a guy like Sam offers his help you don't turn it down.
Peyton breathed in the fresh afternoon air once they were outside. She loved the Roadhouse, she really did but the smell of stale beer and Ash got the best of her sometimes.
"Ellen said you were helping out for awhile?" Sam said bringing up conversation.
"Yeah until I save up enough to hit the road again." Peyton answered walking close to Sam but not close enough to touch.
"Where you headed?" Sam asked sitting on a huge rock. Peyton stood next to him on it.
"Cali!" She yelled opening her arms wide. She let out a small giggle that made Sam smile.
"Actress?"
"Writer."
"Impressive!"
"I know!" Peyton stepped off the rock and stood in front of Sam who was still sitting. They stared at each other for a moment. She was completely mesmerized by him. That hair, those eyes, that body, it was enough to make any girl swoon. She focused mainly on his eyes. He had the kind of eyes that made you want to tell him everything because you knew you could trust him.
"I ran away from home when I was eighteen. That's why I'm working here."
"From what?" Sam noticed her green eyes fill with pain at whatever memory she had.
"My dad." Peyton paused long enough to sit down next to Sam. Their thighs were centimeters from touching "He used to hit me. It started when my mom died. At first it was places where you couldn't see. Then he just stopped caring and started to hit me wherever." Peyton paused to let out and breathe and to regain her composure. Sam noticed that she was trying not to cry.
"I'm sorry." Sam tried to console her by placing a gentle hand on her back.
"It's over now. Once I make some more money I can start over." Peyton stood up breaking her contact with Sam.
"How much more do you have to save?"
"A lot. Ellen pays me what she can which isn't a lot. Tips aren't that great since you hunters are cheap." Sam laughed knowing how true that was.
"Sammy I think we have a gig!" Dean yelled from the doorway.
"I should check it out." Sam stood up and walked away. Peyton watched him walk. Boy sure did look good from behind.
Dean and Sam left to check out there gig two hours ago. The roadhouse was still quiet. It would be until around eight or so.
"You and Sam seem to be getting along." Jo interrupted Peyton's thoughts.
"I suppose." Peyton smiled at the thought of Sam.
"You suppose? You can't stop smiling." Peyton covered her mouth with her hand.
"Stop it. You're making me nervous." She moved away from Jo. Peyton's ears perked at the sound of the door. She frowned when she saw it was just Ellen coming back in.
"Sorry to disappoint you sweetheart." Ellen joked knowing full well of her crush on Sam.
"Ok! I like Sam! Let's move on!" Peyton yelled letting her arms wail in the air. Jo tried to hide her smile and Ellen just broke out into laughter. "What?" She asked placing her hands on her hips fully confused by there expressions.
"Sam! Dean! Glad to see you back. I have more information for you." Ash said coming out from the back. Peyton felt her cheeks turn red. She cringed before turning around. She saw Dean and Sam standing directly behind her. Peyton pursed her lips together nodding her head.
"Right. I will be in my room if anyone needs me." Peyton tried to keep her walking at a normal pace but just broke out into a sprint.
"Told you she liked you Sammy." Dean joked, smacking Sam's shoulder.
A/N: There are a lot of OFC with Dean and I decided that Sammy needed some lovin too! I hoped you liked the first chapter. I have a lot in store for this couple. Next Chapter: We will find out how Sam feels about Peyton…that is if you want me to continue. Review!
