Haley Winchester parked her old Cutlass, the only thing that she owned now apart from her personal stuff, and wiped her sweaty hands on her jeans. She

took a deep breath, delaying the moment when she had to get out of the car and go into the building.

Sitting in the car, she felt safe and protected and she wanted to keep that feeling for a few more minutes. Through the windshield of her car she looked up

at the stripclub which seemed almost dead by day.

After losing everything-her business, her money, her home-she was there to ask the one single person that could be willing to help her out for his support.

Her brother-in-law was her last option.

She knew she was taking a risk in many ways but she was at her wits' end and didn't know who else to contact.

Closing her eyes for a second to gather courage, Haley finally opened the car door and got out.

Slowly walking to the back where the office was, she tried not to panic. Everything was going to be fine, the worst he could do was reject her and kick her out.

Haley knocked softly on his office door and walked inside. He looked up at her and his eyes widened in surprise.

Different emotions swept through him at the sight of her. She looked awful. She was pale and had dark circles under her eyes from stress and lack of sleep.

Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail, she was wearing a white tank top and washed out jeans. To his horror he noticed a bruise on her arm that had

already started to fade and had the colour of an ugly yellow. He wondered how she got it.

However, the smile on her face shocked him the most, he had never seen her smile so fakely in his entire life.

Despite being in solidarity with his brother, he felt sympathy and a sudden urge to help rise up inside of him and he forced those feelings back down.

"Haley." He said quietly. He tried to figure out what she wanted. He knew she would have never showed up in his office if she wasn't in real trouble.

"I'm a little surprised. It's been three years." He stated unmoved and Haley dared to step a little closer since he hadn't cussed her out yet.

She took it as a good sign. "Hi, Sam. I..." She started but got scared in the next moment.

Sam was sitting behind his desk looking at her, with that serious and intimidating aura of his surrounding him.

She would never dare to fuck with him. He was a heartless business man.

"What's the matter?" He asked quietly but not too friendly. Then, he heard Haley say the words he had never expected to hear from her.

"I need your help." She answered and brushed nervously a loose strand of hair out of her face. She walked a little further into the room and took a seat on

the edge of the chair in front of Sam's desk.

Sam leaned back, looking intently at her. She seemed honest but it could be an act after all.

He decided to be cautious.

"With what?" He asked and saw panic appear in Haley's eyes. She continued to smile fakely at him and wrung her hands nervously in her lap. "I need a job."

Sam raised an eyebrow at her words but didn't say anything. "I...I was hoping I could wait at your club." As soon as she had said those words, she jumped

off the chair and started to pace the office.

"I'm the last person on earth to have the right to ask you for help..." She continued quickly and then stopped and looked at him again.

Tears had formed in her eyes and she held them back, forcing herself not to start crying.

"I lost everything, Sam. I don't have anything besides a crappy car." She chocked out.

Sam leaned forward, placing his forearms on the desk top, intrigued by her statement.

"Start at the beginning." He requested and gestured for her to take a seat again. She sat back down and hung her head, not daring to look into his eyes.

"It was a mistake to go into business with my father and uncle." She started."I trusted them blindly and signed everything without reading the small print.

So, here I am now. We went bankrupt and I had to pay for everything which in the end left me with nothing. My father and uncle are doing great by the way,

thanks for asking." She added sarcastically.

Sam was speechless, his sister in law was sitting in his office asking to work for him. He should tell her no, for Dean's sake, but he couldn't.

He had always liked her and he wanted to help her out of her horrific state.

"I have enough waitresses, I'm not looking for anyone." He said after her speech. Haley looked up at him and tried to understand what had just happened.

Her brother-in-law had actually listened to her and didn't just kick her out right away. She was more than thankful for that.

"It's okay. I'll pull through somehow..." She started but Sam interrupted her again.

"But I do happen to be looking for another bartender." Sam said and watched her reaction. "You interested?"

Haley was shocked. He was willing to help her. "Yes, Sam...I..." She stuttered. "Why?"

Sam sighed and leaned back in his chair. "I'm not so sure myself but honestly...you're family, Haley. And that's all I need to know."

Haley swallowed the lump in her throat but couldn't suppress a single tear roll down her cheek.

"Thank you, Sammy." She whispered and Sam nodded.

"Okay, so...let's go, I'll show you the club." He added and got up from behind his desk.

"So, you have any questions?" Sam asked Haley after he had showed her the club and told her everything she needed to know.

They were sitting at one of the tables at the still empty club. In a few more hours people would be storming through the entrance, filling the place within

seconds.

Haley looked around, taking everything in. "No, I think I got it."

"Good. Listen, actually I'm glad you came to me. I really need your help, it's too much work for my girl alone and she needs someone to relief her." Sam said

and Haley frowned. "Your girl?"

"That's how I call the girl who bartends here, so I won't confuse her with one of the dancers." He explained.

"There are so many girls working here; it's too difficult to remember their names. Besides that, the dancers only use their stage name, anyway."

"So, I should call all the girls by their stage name and when you're talking about your girl, you actually mean the bartender?" Haley checked again, making

sure she got everything right.

"Yeah. Don't worry you'll get into the routine quickly. And you'll get to know a few of the dancers when you start your shift tonight." Sam said and got up.

"Okay, I think I got everything. Thank you again, Sam." She said shyly, getting up.

Sam didn't like her devoted appearance and he felt uncomfortable all of a sudden.

"Don't thank me. You need a job and I need another bartender, so we're helping each other." Sam stated and Haley could've sworn she saw a tiny smile

flash across his face and then disappear again.

"Where can I reach you?" He suddenly asked and put a hand on her lower back, leading her through the club and towards the exit.

Haley looked over at him nervously and searched for the right words. How was she going to explain to him that she had actually expected him to kick her out

and therefore hadn't looked for a place to stay?

She opened her mouth to reply but Sam beat her to it. "You've no place to stay." He stated, looking at her and Haley nodded.

"Okay, so you're going to stay with me, then." He added matter-of-factly and Haley's eyes widened.

"What?" She exclaimed. "Sam...that's not a good idea."

"Why not?" Sam asked provokingly though he knew what or who exactly her problem was.

Haley waited a few minutes before she gave an answer. "He wouldn't like it." She said, approaching the topic carefully.

She knew Sam knew what she was talking about.

Sam sighed, growing annoyed with her. "You do realize that working for me implies seeing Dean every day? You should've thought about it before you came

to me." He stated coldly and Haley started to feel dizzy.

"Yeah, I know and I want to see him again." The thought of their reunion caused a pleasant shiver run down her spine.

She was officially suicidal. Dean would probably kill her as soon as he came across her. "But I don't want to cause any trouble, believe me."

Sam shook his head at her in disbelief. "You've got some nerve, you know that? After everything you put us through, especially Dean. Don't you dare acting

all innocent now."

"Sam, I'm so so sorry, I've made some mistakes but I'm not asking for foregiveness. You have to believe me, I'm not putting on a damsel-in-distress act."

Haley said hoarsely, she didn't mean to upset him.

Sam looked at her intently, knowing she was telling the truth. He was good at reading people. Unfortunately, he hadn't been good at it three years ago.

"I don't trust you Haley, I'm not sure if I ever will, but I believe you. I can tell you're being honest. Just stay away from Dean."

"I love him." She stated quietly and Sam felt the urge to kill her and Haley noticed the look on his face.

A crooked smile appeared on her face and she let out a laugh. "I know you want to kill me for saying it out loud but it's the truth. My feelings for Dean have

always been real."

Sam was surprised when he found himself smiling at her. "Do you have any idea what you got yourself into? You're playing with fire."

"Yeah, I know. But I also know that you would never hurt me. You've always liked me, Sam and even though you would never admit it, I know I've hurt you,

too. And I'm sorry. You can look at it as a test though. You have complete power over me, I'm depending on you."

"Yeah, but you could stab me easily in the back at any moment."

"I guess, you'll have to take that risk. And isn't it much more fun this way?" She said provokingly and Sam couldn't help but chuckle.

This was going to be interesting.

Haley followed Sam to his house in her Cutlass, trying to process their conversation. She didn't know what had gotten into her but she hadn't been able to

stop talking about Dean. What was wrong with her? She had told herself over and over again not to bring him up but when Sam had suggested she could

stay with him she simply couldn't keep her mouth shut. She sighed heavily, feeling still pretty shaken up.

She should be thankful that Sam still hadn't killed her, even after everything she had said.

She saw Sam's car screeching to a halt and she quickly put her car behind his in park. She got out and looked at the huge mansion that was Sam's home.

"I take it, you never moved." She stated and Sam let out laugh at her words, making her smile.

"No, and I'm not intending to."

"That's very wise." Haley replied with a smile and followed him to the huge front door. Suddenly, images from the past flooded her mind and she was

reminded of the bloody scenery that her father and uncle had caused in that house three years ago.

Haley shook her head and thought of something to say. She wanted to redeem herself and started to chat with him.

"You really don't have to show off. And you know why? Your appearance puts the fear of God into everyone automatically, so you don't need to show people

how rich you are to awestruck them."

Sam chuckled at her words and stepped aside to let her in, after opening the door.

"You've been here plenty of times, so go ahead and pick a room, I don't care which one." Sam stated and closed the door behind them.

Haley turned to him. "Really? Well, if you don't mind I would like to stay on the same floor as you."

Sam shrugged his shoulders and followed her up the stairs.

"Nothing's changed." Haley stated happily as she glanced into every room and then chose the one opposite from Sam's.

"I really hope you don't mind. I mean, I don't want to invade your privacy. I just...don't want to have a whole floor to myself. I don't want to be alone."

She said quietly and Sam wanted to hug her. Instead, he told himself to stay unemotional.

"It's okay. You're not bothering me." He replied with a little smile.

Haley brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and stepped a little closer to him.

"What about...when you're having a woman over, or several women, I mean I don't know what your sex life looks like or what your sexual preferences are,

but for all I know you could easily have a threesome..." Haley started to rant awkwardly, blushing at her words. "Anyways, I don't want to ruin your sex life."

Sam looked at her amused, suppressing a laugh.

"Don't worry about it. I have an extra floor for those activities. I don't take the girls to my bedroom." He replied and Haley looked dumbfounded at him for a

few seconds. "You're even worse than Dean." She stated and this time Sam laughed out loud. "Actually, he uses the sex floor most of the time."

As soon as those words left his mouth, Sam wanted to hit himself for being so cruel.

Haley turned even paler and Sam could see her inner struggle before she eventually got her emotions under control and smiled drily.

"Of course he would."

Sam cleared his throat and changed the subject. "Yell, if you need anything. I have some phone calls to make, if you will excuse me now."

"Yeah, sure. You don't have to entertain me." She said with a laugh and Sam turned to leave. He still felt bad for his remark though.

She couldn't have looked more scared if he had held her at gunpoint. He had to say something to make her feel better.

"Haley?" He called her back and she turned around to him. "I'm not proud of it, but I missed you."

Haley's heart started to ache at his words; she didn't deserve such kindness. She ran up to him; not hesitating for a second she threw her arms around him,

making Sam stumble. "I missed you, too." She whispered in his ear.

Sam held her close for a few seconds before he pulled away and went downstairs, pleasantly surprised and a little touched.

At midnight Dean was at the club, slightly drunk and occupied with a stripper on his lap. That girl was one of the hottest chicks he's ever laid eyes on and he

had already had the pleasure to test her skills in bed. He hadn't been disappointed at all. Though Sam had almost killed him for sleeping with one of the

employees he realized soon it was no use to fight Dean on that; he would continue to seduce the dancers at their club.

Dean let out a groan as the girl rubbed herself against him, whispering naughty promises into his ear.

He couldn't wait till her shift was over and he could take her back to his place and fuck her senseless.

"Hey, man. Why didn't you tell me you guys hired a new bartender?" Suddenly a man's voice called out, plopping down in the seat next to Dean.

Dean cussed annoyed but turned his head and focused on the guy sitting next to him.

"What?" He said, looking angry at him.

"You should check her out, dude. Totally hot." The guy replied and got up again, disappearing somewhere in the club.

Dean was confused. Why didn't Sam tell him that he had hired someone? They had recently opened the place and usually he kept him up-to-date about

everything concerning business. Dean frowned as he thought about it; he was intrigued in an instant.

The new bartender was totally worth it to be checked out.

He put a few hundred dollar bills into the girl's thong and pushed her off his lap, getting up. She pouted disappointed but turned to the next available guy.

Dean made his way over to the bar but he never reached it because he had to stop dead in his tracks in the middle of the club as soon as he caught sight of

her.

This couldn't be real; it had to be a nightmare. A cruel yet wonderful nightmare. He had thought he would never see her again yet there she was behind the

bar, pouring drinks.

Dean heard his heart pounding in his ears and his hands started to shake. He didn't like this. He didn't like this at all.

In the next moment, he felt a wave of anger wash over him and he wanted to go have a nice talk with Sam.

But he never got the chance because she looked up and their eyes met across the room. It wasn't a romantic or loving moment, however.

Haley was busy with pouring glasses after glasses for all the thirsty men sitting at the bar when she felt someone staring at her.

Automatically, she let her gaze sweep through the room and it landed instantly on him. Her heart almost stopped and she couldn't catch her breath.

Nothing about him had changed, she noticed in relief but the feeling didn't last very long. The pure hatred in his eyes hit her like a fist in the face and she

had to gasp for air.

Then, she saw him storm to the back, his eyes never leaving hers on the entire way. She watched him disappear eventually and she closed her eyes for a

second.

Haley knew that it had only been the beginning. It was about to get way uglier between them and she let out a heavy sigh.

But she had known what she was in for when she had come there. She knew it wasn't going to be easy.

Haley wanted him back. She would give her life to get him back.

And she was determined to get what she wanted, no matter how long it would take her to succeed.

A/N: Hey guys! So, new story, I'm really excited:) Thank you for reading and please let me know what you think.