Here is a new story that I thought of. I haven't given up on Reach For The Moon, but I have extreme writer's block for that story. If anyone can give me some ideas on that story it would be very much appreciated! In the meantime, Enjoy! ~kt

Disclaimer: I don't own supernatural, sam nor dean... :(

"Rosy I know it's him!" Katie exclaimed.

"How can you know? You haven't seen him in, I don't know, at least five years," argued Rosy. The two waitresses were arguing about one of the two men that had just walked in the bar. Katie thought that the taller of the two was someone that she had known in high school, or rather dated. Rosy on the other hand was quite skeptical.

"I'll bet you!" challenged Katie. This is when Rosy knew that Katie had to be very sure of herself. She never would bet on anything that she wasn't sure of. Rosy looked the other waitress, and then shook her head. She's really serious, she thought.

"Fine. I'll take the bet." And with that said, Katie didn't hesitate to go over to the table where the two guys sat, thinking how much money she would get out of the bet.

"Hi. I'm Katie and I'll be your waitress today. Can I get you anything?" she asked and then smiled at the taller one, trying to flirt.

"Uh, I'll have a bacon cheese burger, and a beer," replied the shorter one.

"Dude it's eleven in the morning are you serious?" asked the taller of the two.

"Yeah." The taller one shook his head.

"Just a coffee for me please, thanks."

"No problem, be right back," Katie said with a smile and walked back into the kitchen where Rosy was waiting.

"So did you ask him?" Rosy asked.

"Not yet," Katie said while pouring the coffee.

"And why not? Are you afraid that it's not him?"

"No, I just haven't found the right time to ask that's all." Katie walked out of the kitchen and brought the boys what they ordered. They were looking at the obituaries and discussing something that seemed very important. A few old articles on the old resort in town were also on the table.

"Here's your coffee," she said while putting the cup down, "and here's your beer and burger," and put the bottle and burger down. She wondered why the boys were looking into the old resort, besides the fact that it was supposedly haunted and the mysterious deaths.

"Thanks," said the taller one. And the other man grumbled thanks.

"So what's up with the old Kellerman's resort?" Katie asked.

"You know this place?" asked the shorter one.

"Yeah, sure. I could tell you anything about it," Katie responded. The truth was that she too had been looking into the resort but had found no patterns in the deaths that had occurred there.

"Well can we ask you a few questions?" asked the shorter one, very interested that this waitress knew about the resort.

"Sure, but I have to work now and we get busy around noon, so maybe when I get off." She said. "Maybe I could even give you a tour off the place."

"I thought it was locked off," said the taller one.

"I have special access."

"Well then, I am Dean Winchester and this is my brother Sam," said the shorter one. This is the perfect time, thought Katie. Dean had just confirmed that the taller one, Sam, was in fact the guy she had dated in high school.

"Sam Winchester? Oh my God! It's me Katie Miller!"

"Katie? Wow! You look amazing," said an awestruck Sam.

"So do you! I haven't seen you since you left. How's your life been?" Katie asked.

"I know right! Ages! I went to Stanford for pre-law, but I dropped out after a few years," he replied, "and you?"

"I got accepted to Brown, but unlike what my parents wanted me to do, I went into the family business." At the sound of this Dean became alarmed. What had he told her, he wondered.

"So the family business was waitressing?" asked Sam jokingly.

"No, it's bartending," countered Katie, thankful that she already had a made up profession that she was good at. It not like he would know anyway.

"I thought you wanted to go into religion and sociology."

"I did but after you left I found out that maybe I was supposed to be a bartender when I got a job in my dad's old bar." Katie hoped that she sounded convincing.

"Sorry to interrupt this nice reunion but Sam and I need to do some shopping," said Dean, a little irked about the conversation between his brother and this chick that he had known in high school.

"Oh sorry," said the waitress, "I have to be going back to work anyway."

"Can we get our check?" asked Sam, who was fully checking her out now. God, she had changed since high school, for the better, Sam thought.

"Be right back," she said as she walked away. She went into the kitchen.

"So, how much do you owe me?" Rosy asked, still not convinced that he was her high school sweet heart.

"Nothing, but you owe me one coffee, one beer, and a bacon cheeseburger," Katie answered.

"What? Are you serious?"

"Absolutely," Katie said as she wrote her cell phone number on a piece of paper and the time she got out of work. She turned around to face her friend. "So should I tell them it's on Rosy or…?"

"Fine, just say it's on the house or something. Do not use my name." Katie walked out of the kitchen and back to where Sam and Dean were sitting. She placed down the piece of paper in front of Sam.

"It's on the house, see you tonight." She said as she walked away smiling.

Once Katie was out of earshot Dean turned to Sam.

"So was she like the lab partner that turned hot or something?" asked Dean laughing as he said it.

"No it's more like the girl I dated before Jessica," Sam said seriously, and looked at the paper:

Katie's cell-

Duo, sex, quattuor- duo, octo, sex, septem

I get off at octo

She had written her cell phone number in Latin. When they used to date they would write notes to one another in Latin so know one else could read it, and the fact that she thought it was a romantic language.

"What is that?" asked Dean when he looked at her note. "Is that Latin?"

"Yeah, it's her cell in Latin," Sam told him refusing to go any further in detail about the notes they used to share. "264-2867," Sam read her number out loud.

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