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Lisa Pov

Lisa taped the small cardboard box from corner to corner. She was finally moving out of her apartment and into her new expensive house. She still didn't understand why she got a two bedroom when a one bedroom would be cheaper but maybe she could use it for storage of something.

Beside the coffee table her phone buzzed madly. She looked at the screen where her friend had texted her.

About five min. it read, Her friend, was never good at modern phones or anything like computers, he also worked for a moving company and was helping her move for free she owed him big time.

Lisa grabbed the heaviest box she could find, If I get it out now I don't have to do it later she thought.

She had to put the box down to open the door and jumped when it slammed behind her as she walked out.

Hope I didn't leave my keys.

She trotted down stairs trying to look for each step before she put her foot down.

Why did she have to live on the third floor?

She got angry as soon as she heard the chime of the lobby door ding. Who ever needed up stairs would have to wait. but the man just played with his tiny phone his other hand tucked on one of the coat pockets, and sat in one of the plush waiting chairs.

Lisa gasped as she set the box on the flood she realized the man was glancing at her but she didnt make eye contact. She tilted her head out side to see if her friend had shown. Nope.

"Waiting for some one?" The man asked in a husky voice.

Lisa turned around and looked at the man. "Yeah, are you?"

"Yeah, sort of." He grunted.

She walked over and stuck he hand out. "Names Lisa."

He glanced at her with green eyes before taking her hand. "Dean."

"So dean, are you new here I haven't seen you around before."

"No no just um, visiting." Dean said.

"Not a stalker are you?" she joked.

"What no, why see any one like that before?" he asked seriously.

"I- um no." Why was this guy so hostile all the sudden?

Dean relized he seemed to of had made a bad first impression.

"Hey wanna get a beer?"

"sorry, moving." she said nodding to the box by the stairs.

"Oh, need help." he pestered.

"sure."

They climbed the stair well back to her place and collected three more boxes, Dean insisted that he could carry more but having someone's broken back in my mead wasn't a good thing.

"God what do you have in here bricks and hammers?" Dean laughed.

"Ha Ha, just to let you know that box has all stuffed animals." she laughed.

Dean laughed to but looked in one of the handle hole just to make sure it wasnt ture she laughed agian.

Out side three car horns announced to arrival of her friend. Lisa and her friend carter carried the boxes to the car out side she could hear Dean talking on his phone.

"Yeah, I found something. Dont know, oh hey I tell Dad I might not make it back to night,

what no not that, yeah I might have a lead on you know what ever it is ,Yeah ha ha, bye."

Two hours later she had mover half of her stuff and her friend had gone home Dean still sat in the lobby.

looking around.

"Hey Dean thanks for th help, do you want to grab that beer you talked about?"

Dean looked back to the stairs then stood up, she hadnt realized how tall he was with out a box in his hands.

"Sure."

They walked around the corner to a black 67 impala. Even in the dark the paint glittered.

"Oh wow Dean she's beautiful."

"Yeah you are- or she is." he stumbled he cleared his throat running his hand threw his short hair.

"Get in."

As He started the car the radio burst to life to classic rock.

"nice." she said.

They arrived at the diner and sat in one corner seat.

"So Dean tell me a little about your self."

She could tell he instantly felt uncomfortable. "Well me my brother and my Dad were... traveling we spend lots of time on the road doing work, other people cant or wont do."

"Like what?"

"I- defestation of sewer rats." he smiled "Naw mostly fixing old things like unused cars or bikes.'

"Well that must be interesting. Ever see the worlds largest rubber band?" She laughed.

"Naw were strictly business." Dean laughed smiling. "OK your turn."

"I am an only child dont go many places except Vegas, and work a boring job."

"Wow, Sister you need to get out more!"

"Ha you think."

Dean stood up. "Come on."

"What where?" she smiled

"Carnavile on Jackson street."

"OK lets go But its your funeral!"

"Oh my god that was amazing!" she yeld jumping up and down like a child.

"Yeah I was about to take the sword from his mouth!" Dean joked. "Hows that for a place holder!"

"here." she gave him a photo.

"Whats this?"

"The roller-costar has an automatic camera."

"Oh god I nearly craped myself in that thing!"

They laughed this was a very fun day.

Dean dropped her off at her fount door on the third floor.

"Good night, Dean Winchester." Lisa said fumbling her keys.

"Night Lisa." he laughed.

Before he left, their lips met for a few long moments.

Lisa wrapped her arms around his waist kissing him back. Slowly she opened the door and they went in. The door slammed behind them. Quickly still kissing her he grabbed both legs making her jump and wrap her legs around his waist . Lisa broke away fumbling to get her shirt off as Dean carried her to the bed. As they fell on the bed Dean pulled the only remaining sheet over them.