The water filled up my lungs, eyes blurry and all I could think about was her. The last time I really was in water it happened the same way but without the spirits and demons, nope this time it just happened with a wooden diving board.

I came from the water, her body out stretched in my arms, a peaceful look covering her face. It was nice to save someone from something normal rather then from my regular, supernatural.

Who was she? What was she? Stupid, or smart, strong or weak? It was strange for me, but I really wanted to know, something in her smile made me stay by her side.

Her eyes opened slowly, letting the light in bit by bit, her hand cupping her head. The first thing she does surprises me, she doesn't cry not one tear, nope she stands up on her shaky legs. I give her a smile, one that shows my surprise as I label her STRONG.

"Whoa there missy, you shouldn't be up and about just yet. You hit your head pretty hard, I think you should call it a day."

She didn't start gushing 'you're my hero!' or anything like that, but she could at lest have said thanks, in a nice way.

"Thanks, I think I can decide if I should leave or not."

A frown and glaring eyes found me, she was looking at my tone and attitude rather then my looks, she is going to be a hard nut to crack. And I don't know why but I wanted to try.

"I'll take you home, if you want?"

The best smile, the best look, hell I was almost going to start buttering her up, I'm a weak man when it comes to hot girls.

"No thanks, buddy. Your not my type, I'd rather die in the sand-"

Something snapped, there was no way I was leaving her to bleed to death, no way.

"Get. In. the. Car. Woman."

My mind and mouth sometimes do different things, and right now I was digging a big, big hole. I grabbed her elbow, trying to pull her along.

"Umm…Dean, she doesn't want to go…."

"Shut up , Samm-"

With one quick movement her elbow connected with my jaw sending me to ground to eat a mouthful of sand. Why do I have to like the hot and scary ones?

My head was up in the clouds, all I could hear was whispers of Sammy and her. Something he said must have worked, because her hand came out of nowhere and helped me up.

"Sure, I'll go, but next time ask nicely, jackass. Oh, and by the way I'm Lois, Lois Lane."

"Dean Winchester doesn't care if you come, just please god don't do that again."

"Oh, we'll see."

The jaw wasn't broken, but I really didn't care, now did I? The playful smile on her lips was the only thing I seemed to see. Let's hope she isn't that scary.