A/N: This is my first fic, wrote it at 1:45 in the morning please be nice but criticism is welcomed
He doesn't know when and how it happened, but he fell for her. Dean never intended it to be this way, he never meant to fall in love with Colette. Maybe it was the way she smiled, they way she smelled, he just didn't know. One thing he knew for certain though was, that he couldn't let her find out. It was against protocal to frateranize, which is what he did with Bridgette and that turned out horribly. He couldn't risk losing her either, Colette was the only thing keeping him sane right now and if that meant keeping his feelings to himself that is what he'll do. Just as long as he can keep Colette for as long as he wanted he was satisfied, but if she left he knew they would always have Paris.
