The past 3 years...

Dean sat in yet another hotel room, with another girl he met at another bar.

Dean said he's was just going back to his old self, but Sam knew he was trying find another her.

Another Poppy Thomas.

But Poppy was dead. Zachariah killed her along with all the creatures Sam, Dean, and Castiel killed that night.

"Hey baby, why don't you come back over here and we can replay that all again" said the blonde with a smile.

"You weren't that good, babe" Dean replied coldly, and threw her clothes at her. She stared at him in confusion. It was 3am, how was she going to get home?

"Do you want paying or something?" Dean questioned, before opening another bottle of beer with his teeth.

"At least let me stay until the morning!" the blonde girl exclaimed.

"Whatever, I'm going to see my brother" and with that, Dean slammed the door and left for the room 6 doors down.

"SAM? Wake up, we're leaving"

"What the fuck, Dean?" Sam should have been used to this by now. Sam and Dean used to be a team, but ever since Poppy left, Dean just needed control over something. Sam understood that, and therefore became Dean's little robot.

"We're heading out to Wisconsin tonight. Might as well get a head start" Dean said as he grabbed they're bags.

There was a bang at the door.

The blonde was back.

Sam answered. "Can I help you?" He asked tiredly.

"I'm looking for Sammy? I followed him here"

Sam was confused "I'm... oh right. Yeah, erm 'Sammy' and I are leaving, sorry"

"Whatever, tell him he's a jerk and if i ever hear the name Sam Winchester again, he's dead", the blonde stormed off back to the hotel room.

"Nice meeting you!" Sam yelled back at her. "What's with you and using my name? Does it give you thrills?" Sam asked his brother.

"Nope, get's me out of trouble easier" Dean said with a sarcastic smile.

"Bitch" Sam said.

Sam wasn't supposed to be worrying about this. This Dean and Poppy thing. He'd only Poppy for a few days, and Deans always moved on from girls so quickly that this just doesn't seem natural.

But he did worry. A lot. It wasn't just brotherly love either. It was the fear of what he might do to himself. Maybe spiral back into his own personal hell...

O.K. short chapter, but thats all there is really to Deans side. Next chapter is when we add the meat to the bones of this story :) Love you, Readers :D