See You Again

Brooke sat on her chic sofa in Clothes Over Bros, looking through the company papers. She was eager to find some sort of loophole around Victoria's plan to take COB away from her. So far, she wasn't having much luck.

Haley walks out carrying two cups of coffee. She hands one to Brooke, "Tell me again why you passed up an incredible opportunity to move to LA with Julian."

Brooke sighs as she takes the coffee and Haley sits down. "Because it would've been a lie. Julian is an amazing guy and he doesn't deserve to be taken advantage of."

Haley watches Brooke's face, trying to figure out what she was feeling. Usually she was good at this, but lately, it was so hard to figure her out. "So you don't love him."

Brooke looks back at Haley in the most sincere way. "I care about him. A lot. But no. I don't love him. Not in the way he wants me to. "

"Well maybe if you just gave it a few months…."

Brooke laughs, "Haley, why should I try to force something that's just not there? It wouldn't be fair to him or me."

Haley sighs as she puts her arm around Brooke and pulls her close. "I know, Brooke. I just want you to be happy. I want you to find someone that you can love with all your heart. Someone that loves you just the same."

Brooke smiles and hugs Haley tighter, "I will, Tutor-Wife. Who knows? Maybe he'll walk through that door today, sweep me off my feet, and we'll live happily ever after." Haley laughs, "That's the most romantic story I could ever read!"

They sit there a few more moments just holding each other. It was nice to know that no matter what they always had each other. Even in the worst of times…..

Haley looks up at the clock, "Oh I've got to get going. I promised Jamie I'd come by the school and eat lunch with him today." She stands up and pulls her purse up onto her shoulder.

Brooke gathers up all her papers, "Tell my handsome little man that I love him."

"So you can say it?"

Brooke tilts her head and slowly smiles at Haley, "Get out of here!"

Haley laughs and walks toward the door, "I'll see you later."

"Bye!"

Brooke shakes her head and laughs to herself as she thinks of Haley's comment. It seemed so hard for her friends to understand what she was feeling. She didn't want to say those three words to someone when they weren't true. It's the best for both of them in the long run. Besides, something in her heart tells her she'll find love someday. It's not like the world is ending….

She stacks the papers up on the front desk and walks to the back room to look through a few more things.

The door chime rings as the front door opens and Dean walks in. He looks around at the almost empty shop. He arches one of his eyebrows in amusement and says to himself, "Looks like someone doesn't understand the term clothing store."

He hears a female voice from the back room.

"Haley did you forget…."

Brooke stops dead in her tracks when she sees the handsome stranger. Definitely not what or who she was expecting.

"Um, can I help you?"

Dean stares at Brooke a moment. It seems Castiel failed to mention the fact that this ordinary girl was far from ordinary. She was downright beautiful. The most intriguing human being he'd ever laid eyes on.

"Uh…sorry. I'm....um…." Dean fiddled with the fake ID in his pocket. Just like every other case, he and Sam had decided they wouldn't tell this girl their real names. They had decided on two new identities, but he was having the hardest time remembering just one of the names. Either that or he just couldn't bring himself to lie to this girl.

"I'm Dean. Dean Winchester." Yep. It was the second reason. What the hell is wrong with him?

Brooke walks behind the counter. She slowly surveys Dean with her eyes, without being too obvious of course. She had never seen anyone so handsome in her life! She thought the tall, dark, and handsome guys like him only existed on soap operas. But what made him so intriguing and so different from anyone else, is all of the worn features he had. There was a fierce yet sincere look in his eyes. It seemed as though he had been through a lot in his life.

"Hello Dean. May I help you with something?"

Dean tries to remember what his story was going to be, but his mind was a total blank.

Brooke smiles, "No offense, but my fashions don't seem to be your style."

Dean smiles back. She was a charmer, that's for sure. Her smile seemed to light up her whole face, making her even more beautiful. There was just something about her that made him want to get to know her.

He makes his way towards her, "Actually, my brother and I are lost. See we're new in town and I was just wondering how you get to..."

Dean tries to make out what the sign says next door out of the corner of his eye. It's a stupid excuse but it would have to do.

"The Dixie Grill. We're looking for the Dixie Grill."

Brooke glances next door and smiles.

"It seems you are on the right track. It's right next door." Brooke points in the direction.

Dean looks over, "Well, will you look at that? I guess if it was a snake it would've bitten me." He nervously laughs to himself. That's the lamest line he's ever said. Again, what the hell is wrong with him?

Brooke laughs to herself. Apparently she wasn't the only one feeling a bit nervous. "So how long are you in town for?"

Dean leans down and props his elbows on the counter, "My brother and I are here on business. So, it's a wait and see type of thing." He flashes his flirty smile.

Brooke feels herself go weak in the knees. Did that seriously happen in real life? She had no idea. But apparently a smile from Dean Winchester is all it takes. She flashes a flirty smile of her own.

"Business? What type of business?"

"Just some family business." Dean hopes she doesn't pry even further. There's no telling what he might say.

Brooke just nods, never breaking eye contact. Dean looks around the store.

"You do know that in order for a clothing store to actually get business, you have to have clothes in it to sell."

Dean notices a flicker of sadness in her eyes and starts to regret making that joke. Brooke shrugs, "Let's just say it has to do with family business also."

Dean slowly nods, trying to figure her out.

Brooke clears her throat, trying to change the subject. She decides to up her charm a bit, "So Dean, did you really need directions or did you just come in here to see me?"

Dean is shocked by how forward she is, but it makes him even more intrigued. Castiel seriously needs to get better at the details.

He leans closer and says in a deep, flirtatious tone, "You sound so sure of yourself. I don't even know your name."

Brooke extends her hand and smiles, "I'm Brooke. Brooke Davis."

Dean knew her name before he even came into the store. He remembered thinking it was a nice name when Castiel told him. But hearing her say it made him change his mind. It was the sexiest name he had ever heard.

He gently cups her hand in his and shakes it, "Nice to meet you, Brooke Davis."

"You too, Dean Winchester."

Dean realizes a few moments had passed and here they are, still holding each other's hand and staring in each other's eyes. He quickly lets go of her hand, trying to recollect himself, "So Brooke Davis, have you lived here your whole life?"

Brooke nods, "Yeah. Well, I lived in New York for about 4 years."

"A city girl."

Brooke laughs, "No. Not quite. It was always about business so it never really felt like home. So I made a decision to move back to Tree Hill and open one of my stores here."

Dean nods and starts walking around the store. He takes a closer look at the few dresses that are on display, "Just out of curiosity, have you ever noticed anything…out of the ordinary happen here in Tree Hill?"

Brooke lightly laughs, "My whole life has been out of the ordinary."

Dean looks back over at her and smiles. It seemed they had a lot more in common than he originally thought, "Yeah I know what you mean."

He walks back toward her, "No, I mean, have you seen any….any weird…unusual…"

Brooke looks at him curiously.

The words are at the tip of Dean's tongue. The usual ghosts, demons, weird smells, black smoke, witches, etc. But he just can't say them. He feels if he does, it will ruin everything. This beautiful girl will go running as far away as she can. He didn't want that. He wanted to get to know her. He wanted to get to know the real Brooke Davis.

Dean lightly laughs to himself and looks down, "Never mind." He remembers that Sam is waiting outside, "I should get going. My brother is waiting for me." He looks at her one last time then turns around and walks toward the door.

A worried feeling washes over Brooke, making her rush around the counter.

"Wait!"

Dean quickly turns back around and looks at her expectantly.

Brooke kind of smiles and shrugs, "Will I see you again?"

"That depends."

A confused look appears on Brooke's face, "On what?"

"Are you going to be having a good sale anytime soon?"

Brooke laughs.

Dean starts to open the door and slightly turns back around to look her in the eyes once more, "We'll meet again, Brooke Davis."

He winks and walks out the door. Brooke stands there staring at the spot where he just stood. A feeling of excitement rushes through her. She slowly smiles to herself.

Sam is leaning up against the passenger side of the car with his arms crossed, watching the people as they pass by. It was a nice little town. It didn't seem like anything unusual was going on.

Dean clears his throat as he rushes up to the car. He fumbles to get the keys out. Sam quickly turns around to face his brother, "So...how'd it go? What's she like?"

Dean shrugs, trying to play if off as nothing, "Oh you know. She's just your typical girl. Whatever."

Sam looks at Dean curiously. He was acting very strange.

"What's wrong with you?"

Dean looks at Sam, confused. "What do you mean? I'm completely fine." He's still fumbling with the keys. "Dammit!"

Sam continues to stare at Dean across the hood of the car, trying to figure out what's wrong. Then he finally gets it. He starts to laugh. Dean slowly looks up at Sam. "What's so funny?"

Sam smiles, "She's hot isn't she?"

Dean looks away, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Sam laughs again, "She is! She's an attractive girl and she's got you fumbling all over yourself."

"Phssh! Whatever Sam…I mean….she's…she's not…" He gets distracted as he thinks back to the moment he first saw her. Brooke Davis. A dreamy smile slowly appears on his face. He then notices the strange look Sam is giving him. Crap! He just gave himself away.

"Okay fine! She's hot! You happy now?"

"Ha ha! I knew it!"

Dean rolls his eyes, "Just get in the car!"

Dean opens the door and slides into his seat. Sam shortly follows, "So, what happened?"

"Well, I…" He looks at Sam nervously. "I kind of told her my real name."

Sam looks at Dean, surprised. "Wow. She must be really hot if she can make you tell the truth."

Dean sighs, "It just came out okay? There's just something about her. I don't know how to describe it. Maybe she's a witch or something and she has that calming effect on people."

"More like putting them in heat."

Dean quickly looks at Sam with a warning stare. "Watch it, Sammy."

As Dean puts the keys in the ignition, Sam smiles at the state his brother is in. He's completely undone, "You know, I was watching everyone while you were in there and I just don't understand why we're here. I mean, nothing unusual seems to be going on."

Dean shrugs, "I don't know. I think I'd like to stick around for a while and just see what happens."

Sam lightly laughs and says under his breath, "I bet you do."

Dean looks over at Sam, "Did you say something?"

Sam innocently shakes his head and smiles, "Not a word."

Dean cranks up the car and Miley Cyrus' "See You Again" blasts over the radio.

Now I can't wait to see you again.

The last time I freaked out

I just kept looking down

I st-st-studdered…

Dean looks at Sam, horrified, "What the hell were you listening to?"

Sam shakes his head defensively, "I didn't touch it…."

Dean rolls his eyes and quickly changes the station.

Sam smiles to himself as Dean pulls out and drives down the road. It was going to be a long, yet entertaining couple of weeks.