TRYING TO MAKE IT RIGHT

AN: Hey guys! Trying something new. If you don't like the idea of Dean with someone who isn't the "model" type or the standard thin beautiful girl, don't read this story. I just thought I'd right something for all the bigger fangirls out there ;)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything,! WB and Kripke own all the yumminess that is the Winchesters!

CHAPTER ONE: Hungy hungy hippo?

Dean stared at his reflection in the mirroe. He was in 2015 and felt unsure what exactly the dicks with wings really wanted him t learn out of this 'Back to the Future' bullshit. It had official been ten seconds after Dean broke free of his handcuffs, washed his face and wondered outside the he ran in to a girl.

The girl was short and young, around her earlier 20s. She has long brown hair and a chubby build. She wasn't ugly by any means, she wasn't even what you would call average. If you took a few pounds off of her she would be a smokin' 9.5 on the hotness scale. Dean was pulled out of his thoughts of judging her on a 1-10 scale when she poked his nose.

"What?"

"Are you listening to me Dean?"

"I wasn't, but I am now. What did you say?"

"What did I say? Seriously Dean when I walk my happy ass to the front of your cabin in the middle of the night I really expect your attention from the git go." Dean looked at the girl with his classic 'What the hell look'.

"Seriously Winchester, your not Dr. Sexy MD." Dean stood there shocked.

"Who is that?" She rolled her eyes at his faux confusion. "Dean cut the shit. Your obsessed with that show! You practically came in your pants when you saw I had the complete series. You had like a 3 day no sleep marathon."

"Oh, right... I forgot?" The girl slapped the back of Dean's head.

"Look you know I could care less what or should I say who you fuck, your dick see's more ass than a toilet seat. Its part of your sexy charm, bad boy who bangs anything with a skirt. But Risa, Stephanie and Kristie don't share my mentality."

Dean scratched his head. 'Get yelled at for shit I haven't even done yet.'

"Well you clearly got me all figured out... Ummm sweetheart. So why don't you go and fix this problem by explaining that to them." She rolled her eyes at Dean.

"Look don't you sweetheart me. I'm not another dumb bimbo that actually thinks your gonna settle down and make me Queen of Camp Zombieland just cause you like to whisper 'Sweetheart- mhmm your the only on that makes me this hard' while your banging me."

Dean smiled "Did I say that to you?"

"What is wrong with you? I'm not playing these stupid fucking mind games with you tonight. Your being way to weird. Did your hunt go bad?"

"Hunt?"

"Eh, mission whatever you guys want to call it."

"It went fine."

Just then a guy yelled " Dean and the men are pulling up in 5 minutes. Recon team be read to unloaded the supplies." Dean looked back at the girl trying to feel her out before he did anything to drastic like knock her out. That thought went down the drain when he saw that she pulled a pistol from behind her back that had been tucked into her jeans.

"Who are you" The gun pointing straight at Dean's chest. "I'm Dean, look let me explain."

"No, you let me explain. You get your ass inside that cabin now or I will shoot you." Dean followed the girls command. Once inside the girl pointed at the cuffs attatched to the ladder. "I guess Dean already knows your here. Well buttercup plop that fine ass down and recuff yourself and we'll wait for Dean."

45 MINUTES LATER

"Dollface, lwt me explain what happened."

"Dollface? I thought we went over that. I don't dig being called some generic unmeaningful nickname."

"Okay, what's your name?"

"Rae, and please feel free to use it."

"Rae, I am Dean Winchester. I'm just not 2015 Dean. I'm from the past, the Angels sent me here to see just how bad its all going to get in 5 years." Rae looked skeptical of 'past' Dean. " So what another lame ass tatic to get you to say yes to Michael?"

"Yeah, and baby I see you found my hostage." 'Present' Dean said from the doorway. Rae cocked her gun and aimed it at Dean's head.

"Fuckins asshole!" Rae dropped the gun. "Why are you always sneaking up on me? I could have shot you, in fact I almost shot you twice today. Stop being a sneaky douchebag." Dean smirked and came an sat on the bed next to Rae.

"I'm sorry Rae, as you know now my douchebag tendesies aren't from the apalcoypse, I've always had them."

"Good to know. You..., umm he snuck out of jail while you were out and about." 'Past' Dean shook his handcuffed arm getting there attention.

"Yeah, can I please be uncuffed cause sweetheart over there did it alittle to tight."

"Hell, thank god you both have your looks because your whiney bitches."

"Hey!" Both Deans shouted out.

"See what I mean?" Rae got up and grabbed the key from 'present' Deans jacket pocket that was laying over the chair and uncuffed Dean. "Now your New Dean." Rae said after uncuffing him and helping him to his feet. She turned around and pointed to 'present' Dean on the bed. "And your Old Dean. I don't want you to pulling any parent trap bullshit on me either."

"Alright, we won't I promise." Old Dean said. New Dean looked at him confused. "What?"

New dean took a step forward to be in front of Rae. "No offense sweetheart but who are you to be bossing me- uhh us around?" Rae leaned forward closing the small gap inbetween them.

"No offense but do you want me to pistol whip you and handcuff both your hands?"

"I'd like to see you try." Rae reached for her gun, and old Dean stepped up and grabbed Rae's arm dragging her to the porch.

"Hey, if you pistol whip him it may cause me brain damage." Rae rolled her eyes and put her gun saftely back in between her back and jeans. "Rae I need to have a little private chat with myse-"

"New Dean" Rae intrupted

"Umm.. Yeah New Dean. So why don't we meet up in say a hour in your room and start a mini- marathon of Dr. Sexy MD?" Rae bit her bottom lip thinking of all the other things they would be doing other than just watching tv.

"That the only reason why your coming over or should I have Mariah stay with Cas?" Dean looked back at the door to make sure New Dean wasn't listening.

"You know what we are gonna do." Rae's eyes narrowed with anger.

"What was that?"

"What?"

"You just checked to see if anyone could hear us before saying you were coming over for 'fun'. I can't believe your actually embarrassed of me, to have YOU know that we sleep together."

"Baby, No! Its not like that at all. I just don't want New Dean to try and make a move on you."

"Bullshit, that doesn't even make sense. Just because I'm fat doesn't mean I'm stupid." Rae glared at old Dean and walked off the porch.

"Rae! Don't be like that you know I don't think that." Rae was already getting out of his eye sight.

"Fuck."

New Dean was no standing in the doorway. "Don't get me wrong man, Rae is cute and I'm sure the selection aint the best and I undertsnad banging a fatty. But Hungary Hungary Hippo is our leading lady?"

Old Dean balled up his fight and threw a sing at New Dean. He hit him right in the cheeck.

"What the fuck man!" New Dean said as he grabbed his face.

"Shut the fuck up! This is the exact reason I didn't want you to know. I just knew we would be a dick and hurt her feelings. You don't know her and I swear to God if you say something to hurt her feelings I will kill you." Old Dean walked back into the cabin and grabbed two beers. He handed one to New Dean and sat down.

Old Dean finally spoke after several minutes of silent drinking. "So we need to talk."

TBC...

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