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A/N: This is just a little idea that popped into my head watching Route 666 the other night, and no its not an episode tag. just something Sam said. Those of you waiting on Chapter 20 of "The Hardest Part Of Letting Go Is Holding On" will get an update in the next few weeks hopefully! i promise it will be a corker! welll at least i hope it will be haha!

anyways, my point is This story is for my Lovely winchesterwannabe, her and her green eyes!

hope you enjoy it babe! and hope you guys enjoy it too!

K

xox

Her green eyes are even more magical in the moonlight and Dean can't remember ever feeling this way before. He could stay here forever, on the hood of his beloved car, with her in his arms. This isn't a chick flick moment. This is, however, keeping him sane. This is what's keeping him from buckling under the weight of the expectations his father has put on his seventeen year old shoulders. She is what keeps him from falling, she is what keeps his demons away, even if it is just for the few hours he gets to see her everyday. Sammy would laugh himself sick. This wasn't who Dean was, He was the badass, leather wearing serial playboy. Dean didn't have a weakness, his father had punished it out of him when he was a child. Weaknesses get you killed, but Dean would gladly die for her.

"What you thinking about?" she asked turning in his arms to face him properly, pulling him from his thoughts. He stared at her for a long moment: the breathtaking smile lighting up her face as she pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, the glittering green eyes, they way her skin looked in the moonlight.

"You." Dean returned the smile and leaned forward, pressing a light kiss against her lips. Giggling, she pulled back and cupped his face in her palms, her thumbs gently stroking the light stubble on his cheeks.

Kayla let a small laugh escape her lips, he could make her feel things that she thought was only meant for the movies. She had gotten butterflies when he first showed up at her house, when he kissed her in the rain. She walked around for days with that stupid grin on her face, fell asleep with it on too. It was simply because she didn't understand what a guy like him was doing with a girl like her.

"What about me?" the smile was still tugging at the corners of her soft lips and Dean leaned forward, kissing her again. Each time he did that her heart stopped, she was sure that his kisses would be the death of her some day.

"How amazing you are." he said honestly when he had pulled back, his hand coming from her hip to run his fingers through her hair. The pink hue of a blush crept up her face and Dean grinned. "I don't understand how you don't see it." His eyes locked with hers and he felt himself falling deeper than he had ever fell before.

"Cause I'm not." not pretty enough, not smart enough, not popular enough, not good enough, not awesome enough, not what you deserve, you deserve more. Kayla couldn't say that to Dean, the last time he proved her wrong, well went all out to do so.

"You are Kayla." I mean it, you are amazing, you're nothing like the other girls, you are perfect… Dean knew she wouldn't listen to him, he had tried it once before and that had got him nowhere, she had thanked him for his efforts but he could still see that she didn't believe him.

"Not." she insisted, averting her eyes from his gaze, only for his hand to come up and tilt her chin upwards, forcing her to look at him, he had to make her realize she was the reason he put up with the rest of it. She had to realize she saved him, was saving him, would always save him from his demons, both metaphorical and literal. He would come home from a hint and get cleaned up and go see her, sneak in her bedroom window or if he parents were out, he would come in through the back door. She never questioned him on his injuries, she was just extra careful when she kissed him, when she held him, when she let him hold her.

"Yes. You. Are." He punctuated each word with a kiss then carried on kissing her until she surrendered and turned back around, snuggling into his warmth and gazing up into the sky to watch the stars.

"How many stars do you think there are?" She asked and he laughed, a warm rich sound that vibrated through him and straight into her.

"Are you kidding?" he laughed again, and she turned to look at him. He looked so young like that, so unguarded, so happy. Dean didn't laugh often, hell for him to crack a genuine smile was a rare sighting. Kayla stared at him, not in a creepy way, she just properly looked at him. And she properly saw him for the first time. He wasn't the badass he made himself out to be, he was vulnerable, he was troubled, he was just like your average kid. But Dean wasn't average, Dean was exceptional.

"No, I'm mega serious. How many do you think there are?" She grinned as his arms tightened around her and his face crinkled up into the most adorable thinking face she had ever seen.

"Hundreds of Millions." Dean decided as she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his nose. "You're cold, we have to get you home." The colour in his dazzling green eyes faded slightly and she took his face between her palms, kissing him softly before burring her face into his neck.

"I'm fine, right here, with you." she murmured against his neck and he ran his hand slowly up and down her back.

"Your dad will kill me if I don't take you home soon. Besides, my dad will kill me if I don't get home soon to look after Sam." Kayla tilted her head up to meet his gaze.

"Yeah I guess, we have tomorrow though, and the next day and the day after that, and the day after that.." Kayla was cut off when Dean's lips crashed against hers, his fierce kiss turning soft when her fingers wove through his short hair.

"You mean it?" Please mean it, you mean everything to me. I don't know what I would do without you. Dean asked when he pulled away for breath. Kayla barely concealed her gasp at the uncertainty in his voice when he asked her and she found herself kissing him fiercely.

"Of course I mean it Dean." Cant you see I you're the reason I breathe?! Kayla smiled again and ran her fingers through his hair once more. "I'm yours forever." she breathed against his lips, gasping in surprise when he held her tighter and at the intense look in his eyes.

"I…love you." he muttered and let his gaze fall to the necklace she was wearing. Catching his gaze and bringing it too her own, Kayla bit her lip then grinned at him.

"Well that's good, cause, I love you, too, Dean." the words echoed between them until Dean once again took her lips in a fiery kiss, his fingers tangling in her hair.

"We should get you home." promise me you wont let go. Dean pleaded silently, wondering if she could see into his mind when she slid off of the hood and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I mean it, I'm yours forever." she reassured him, placing a tender kiss on his forehead before stepping back and slipping into the front seat of the Impala. Dean smiled genuinely for the first time in only god knew how long and carded a hand through his hair. Life is pretty messed up but there's always something that makes it worth it. Something worth getting up in the morning for. Something worth living for. Letting out a happy sigh Dean slid off of he hood and round to the drivers' seat and climbed in, glancing at Kayla in the front seat. Yeah, He thought, she's definitely my silver lining..