Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, or Dallastown, I do however own Kacey and all others you do not recognise.
A/N: Yep, another story. But a friend of mine kinda of stole an idea I had for a story I wanted to write, and I came up with this one. So I got the idea for this story from "Jon & Kate Plus 8" and I dream I had (which was triggered by a "Jon & Kate Plus 8" marathon), when I woke up I couldn't stop laughing, seriously, Dean with 8 kids? Hilarious. So yeah, this story is based off of the show and my dream. Happy Reading! -Kalli
Please Don't Say I Love You
-Dean's Story-
With his smirk in place, Dean popped the collar of his brown leather jacket and strutted into the diner.
He'd been eating here for the past three weeks straight. And all for one reason: Kacey Holtz.
....
Four and a half hours after arriving in Dallastown Dean wanted to take his shotgun to himself. Sure it was only filled with rocksalt, but if he seen one more Amish wagon or old married couple walking hand-in-hand pass by, he was going to shoot himself. How the Hell could one town be this damn boring? The only plus about this town: It was quiet. Which was what he was looking for after being stuck in the Impala for the past seven hours with his Dad, John, and younger brother, Sam, fighting pretty much non-stop since they climbed into the Classic Muscle Car.
Dean snorted to himself when he came to a stop in a small park, a blue wooden sign stood next to him, and written in golden letters was:
Dallastown
Settled in 1844
Incorporated in 1866
Total Population: 4, 087
"4, 087?" He rolled his eyes. "Bullshit."
"Aw, I don't know about that. It may be pretty quiet and have a 'Mom and Pop' feeling, but we're far from a handful of inbreds that like to 'keep it in the family'."
Dean gave a startled jump and turned.
"You're new here."
"Is it that obvious?" He asked.
The petite brunette shrugged and smiled, "I'd never forget a face like yours."
Dean felt the beginning of a smirk grace his lips. Letting the smirk take over he took a step closer to the girl. "Are you hitting on me?"
"That depends." She smirked in return. "You're not the pansy, don't violate me with your eyes, type, are you?"
"Sweetheart, I'm as far from that as possible."
The girl gave a laugh and held out her hand. "Kacey."
"Dean." He gave her hand an extra squeeze before clearing his throat and looking around. "I don't suppose there's anything to do around here, huh?"
"Well I'd show you around but," She opened her long jacket to show a blue and white above-the-knee dress. "I've got to get to work."
Dean eyed Kacey's legs then rose a brow at her. "Where do you work?"
"Are you hungry?"
"Hell yeah."
Kacey gave another laugh and grabbed him by the arm, dragging Dean across the street and up a block to a small, quiet diner.
....
A plate being sat in front of him brought him out of his musings. Looking down he grinned at the rather large slice of apple pie with whipped topping that sat on the plate that was just placed there.
"Apple pie and black coffee."
Dean smiled up at Kacey as she sat the bowl sized mug next to his plate.
"Anything else?" Kacey asked.
Dean shook his head, not sure how to word what he wanted to say.
"Kace." Came a man's voice from the other side of the diner followed by the sound of a small bell dinging.
"I'll be back in a few minutes to refill your cup." She said, in only a half joke. But as she turned to leave Dean's hand reached out and wrapped around her wrist. "Dean?"
Clearing his throat Dean put a smirk on his face. "Do you want to do something tonight?"
Kacey smiled and opened her mouth but, "Kacey!" and the bell ringing, came out before her words.
"I'll be there in a minute!" She called back slightly annoyed and then turned back to Dean. "I have to work all little over time tonight, but pick me up here at 8."
Dean gave his nod in agreement and watched as Kacey hurried behind the counter and grabbed the plates that were placed there by the cook, to who she shot a mock glare. As Dean sat watching her busy around the small, but filled diner, he decided that he was going to tell her tonight.
Easing the Impala to a stop Dean honked the horn a handful of times before Kacey came out of the diner, a frown and arched brow on her pretty face.
"Aren't you Mr. Charming." She joked.
"Something wrong, Sweetheart?"
Kacey just smiled and shook her head. She slid across the bench seat and rested against him as Dean pulled away from the diner.
After almost half an hour of silence-except for the sound of Metallica- Kacey finally spoke up, noticing that they were at the outskirts of town.
"What are we doing here?"
Dean pulled off to the side of the road and opened his mouth but the words didn't seem to want to form so he shook his head and cleared his throat, "I'm--Well..."
"Dean, just spit it out." She chuckled.
Giving up, Dean growled in frustration and yanked Kacey into a hungry kiss, shoving her jacket off in the process.
....
"I'll see you tomorrow at lunch." Kacey spoke when Dean pulled up to her house. She gave him a smile and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "Pick me up at the same time?"
Dean just gave a short smile and watched until she stepped inside the house.
Letting out a deep breath he beat his fist off of the wheel and bit out a, "Damn it!"
"The pie isn't ready. Guss says it'll be a few minutes yet."
"Actually, I don't want any pie. Or coffee." When Kacey's brows shot up he sighed. "I'm getting ready to take off."
"Take off?"
"I'm leaving Pennsylvania."
Kacey's heart dropped and she turned from the table Dean was seated at and angrily stalked out the diner door.
"How dare you!" She turned when she heard the bell above the door jingle. "You used me!"
"I didn't use you." Dean spoke quietly.
"Last night, did you know you were going to be leaving?"
The silence gave her the answer she knew.
"You knew you were leaving and you didn't even tell me! You slept with me--you used me." Kacey gave him a hard glare. "So what, you do this at every town you're in? New girl with a new hunt. Hunting! Did you lie about that too?"
"Hey!" He glared back. "1- I never lied to you. And 2- I didn't use you!"
Kacey cursed herself when her eyes filled with tears and her lip gave a quiver. "I don't just go around sleeping with people--I thought it was more. I lo--"
"Don't." His voice came out harder than he intended.
"Go to Hell, Dean."
With that said she made her way back into the diner.
Dean left her walk away and headed down the sidewalk in the direction of the hotel, his face hard and set in a glare.
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