Hey Guys! So this is my first chapter & my first ever Supernatural fic! I hope you like it and keep reading as I post! It does get better I promise! **I also made the cover for it, so please do not steal or copy the idea!** Please leave a review, let me know what you think! Or PM I don't bite- feedback would be very much appreciated! Thanks for reading and Enjoy! If you like what you're reading- check out InnerChild73's perspective in Lost Wings! Update- I just noticed that my 'Time Jump' stars aren't in my docs on each chapter, so I apologize if this was a tad hard to understand. For now on, my jumps will be labeled with (time jump) since it's not letting me do my stars..

The quiet hum of the engine and the sound of rock music blaring through my speakers is all I can hear as I travel down the road in my black '65 Mustang. I watch as the sun goes down creating the beautiful sunset. I had just finished up a hunt in California, an easy salt and burn, and I was now heading to Las Vegas to rest up. It was only a couple hours drive, but if I went 15 over the legal limit I could be there in 45 minutes. So I put the petal to the medal and blasted AC/DC down the highway.

I checked into The Luxor hotel at about 9:30 and was just getting ready to pull my boots off when my phone started ringing. Billy Idol's Rebel Yell rocking the quiet room.

"Hello?" I said breathlessly into my phone.

"Where are you?" The deep voiced man asked.

"Dean." I breathed a sigh of relief. "I just finished the hunt, I stopped for the night in Vegas I'll be on the road in the morning." I said rolling my eyes, untying my laces.

"Sam and I are actually about 20 minutes away from Vegas, we could join you and go for some fun, maybe pull a 'Rainman' and get some of that world famous pie down at that diner." Dean said, I could hear Sam faintly say, "No Dean, you just had pie 15 minutes ago."

I laughed, "Do whatever you want Dean, I'm exhausted and could use some shut eye."

"You can sleep and we will be there in a few. I'll text you when we roll into the city." Dean chuckled.

"Okie dokie." I say and lay back on my memory foam bed and before I had the chance to hang up I was out like a light.

(time jump)

I awoke to the familiar sound of my preset text tone. I looked over to the bright screen on my phone.

'We're here.' One text said.

'Outside your hotel room actually.' Another said, both from Dean.

"Whatever." I spoke into the quiet room.

"It's true sweetheart." I heard Dean say and I jumped a foot in the air, grabbing my knife I had under the pillow.

"God dammit Dean! Don't you ever do that again!" I screamed at him.

He chuckles, "Now why would I do that? I enjoy scaring the living shit out of you. Now get ready, let's go gamble."

"Dean.." I groaned rolling over and pulling the blankets up over my head.

"Oh come on, Sammy's waiting." He said into my ear and then he pulled the blanket down and kissed my cheek.

I looked over when he pulled away, "Okay." I said and got up and pulled my boots on and went to go find my jacket and some cash.

We walked silently down the hall to the elevator and when we reached it Dean clicked the down button and we waited. The familiar ding and sliding of the doors was heard next as I stepped in, Dean following after. He hit the ground floor button and the doors slid to a close and we started going down.

I always checked into the top floor and the last room at the end of the hall. Plus Dean knew that and my favorite hotel in Vegas was The Luxor. So no surprise there on how he could find me. I looked over at him- well more like up at him. He's 6'1 and I'm like 5'4- he saw me out of the corner of his eye and looked down at me and smiled his beautiful smile.

"I missed you." He said.

"You always miss me." I smirked.

"You know what I mean asshat." He said and grabbed me wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close to him.

"I know." I grinned and went in for the long awaited kiss I craved so much.

We stopped only when the ding of our floor came and there stood Sam.

"Guys, seriously? What took you so long?" He complained.

Dean and I haven't told anyone we liked one another. In order to keep demons and other creatures from using the other. I have no problem with it, it's safer for us and I can take care of myself. Next to the Winchester's I'm the second most dangerous badass hunter in the hunting world.

"She wouldn't wake her ass up that's what." Dean said, "I practically had to pull her out."

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever Dean."

We acted like we hated each other, whenever anyone was around.

I then hooked arms with Sam and we took off to the casino. I was the ultimate Blackjack player and won $80. But that was just at the first table.

After Sam and Dean couldn't stand me winning anymore we went for a walk on the Strip. Sam didn't want to go farther and he went back to the Hotel.

Then Dean and I had the rest of the night together. We went and got one of those big things of beer and some cheese on a stick.

He took me to the fountain that lights up and does a show and we watched. As cliche as I am, we shared a kiss or two at the fountain then we took off to some gift shops.

It felt so good to see Dean smile and laugh for a change.

"God I love you so much." Dean said through laughs.

I had tried on different hats and made funny faces, making him laugh.

"I love you too Dean-o." I said with fish lips and a ridiculous Nemo hat on.

He laughed and the next thing I knew he was rolling on the floor begging me to stop.

I giggled myself and picked him up off the floor before he could destroy anything.

"Come on Dean-o, let's go get another beer."

"Okie Dokie." He laughed.

After we were roaring drunk, we went to see Elvis at The Chapel of Love. Dean is so cliché, he bought my ring out of a 25 cent machine. And we got married with that.

After my head started spinning we returned to where "baby" was parked and took off (Dean wasn't as drunk as I was, I drank all the beer practically) to where we could see the stars.

Dean parked the Impala and we got on the hood to star gaze. His arms wrapped around me like glue. My head was resting on his chest listening to the 'thump thump' of his heart was relaxing.

Since I was drunk and in love our next conversation went as so;

"You know Dean, one of the places I've always wanted to you know, have sex in, is in the backseat of a car."

"I like you when you're drunk." Dean chuckles.

Then he kisses me again and we end up in the backseat of the Impala.

(time jump)

When I awoke again we were in my hotel room. I was naked under the shear covers and Dean was tangled up with me.

"Dean..." I groaned my head buzzing, "how did we get here?"

"The same way we normally do. The Impala." He smart-assed.

I rolled my eyes and detangled myself pulling on Dean's shirt, my favorite of his shirts, it smelled like him. Whiskey and Leather, I couldn't decide which is stronger on him.

I heard a pounding at my door and went to get it.

"Sam?" I asked wide eyed, and embarrassed.

"Where's..." He started and saw that I was wearing Dean's shirt. "Never mind." And I let him in.

(time jump)

"When exactly were you going to tell me you guys are a thing?" Sam raised his voice at us.

"We weren't going to tell anyone. And then we had a few beers last night and this happened." I said raising my hand revealing my ring.

"You've got to be kidding me." Sam said eyes wide. "And I wasn't even invited to my own brothers wedding?"

"Sorry Sammy." Both Dean and I say.

"But at least it wasn't some strange fangirl like Becky, Sam." Dean sassed.

"Shut up." Sam rolled his eyes as we all remembered the time Sam was spelled by Becky and married her.

Expecting the worse from Sam after we gave him crap, he actually hugged us both with his moose arms.

"Finally."

And you know how it goes: What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.