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WHO ARE YOU?
"Well, my bike seems to be drivin' itself tonight."
She nodded her head toward the black machine in front of the small diner. She could feel the stares she was recieving from the old man sitting at the bar. Sticking with the cliche, he was wearing flannel. She smiled at him innocently before turning back to the two boys.
"If it's not too much of a hassle... could you point me in the right direction?"
She said looking at the boys as one of them sipped his coffee.
"Sure. Actually we have a map in the car if you want us to go get it?"
"Yeah Sam. Go get the map while me and uh? I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?"
"Oh well my daddy always did say never talk to strangers. But if I know your name then we aren't strangers anymore. My name's Shawnie."
"Dean."
He motioned to himself then pointed to the slightly younger one of the two.
"That's Sam. He was just leaving to get the map."
"Ow!"
Sam said as Dean kicked him under the table. Shawnie sat down next to him and turned his head so their faces were inches apart.
"Are you okay?"
She asked filling her voice with concern.
"Uh-huh...map!"
He mummbled before remembering the task at hand.
"Right!"
She exclaimed. She stood up so Sam could slide out of the booth.
"You boys get the map and I'll get myself some coffee."
She walked over to the counter and leaned forward motioning to the waitress that she needed assistance.
"Damn!"
Dean said under his breath as he watched her lean forward. She wasn't a blonde but brunette definitely was working for him tonight. Not that he was discriminatory against hair color or anything. Blondes just seemed to be more... fun.
"Dean. I don't know about this. She seems kind of peculiar."
"Sam, it's just directions. It's not like we're spending the rest of our lives with her."
Dean said scoffing.
"You need to lighten up."
Dean shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in the seat spreading his arms to cover the full back of the booth.
"Now go get the map."
Dean motioned to the door.
"Why can't you get it?"
Sam asked him narrowing his eyes.
"Why can't you?"
Dean replied smirking.
"I asked you first!"
Sam said. They were having a boyish fight but who cares? Why couldn't Dean get the map?
"Doesn't matter..."
Dean shrugged.
"I'm older, smarter, and let's face it..."
He looked Sam up and down.
".. the better looking brother. So you have to get the map."
Sam glared at his older brother.
"Fine!"
Sam said and stood up in a 'huff' before stalking out of the store.
Shawnie walked back over to find only one of the brothers sitting there. She sat across from him with her coffee. She took a few packets of sugar and cream from the little holder and poured them into the coffee. She mixed it with her finger and licked the excess coffee off making a "mmm" sound as she did it.
"Where's your boyfriend?"
She asked seriously.
"Oh he went to get the... BOYFRIEND!?!"
Dean said looking at her with surprise. She thought they were gay?
"He's not my boyfriend!"
Dean said offended.
"I didn't mean to offend you! You just seemed so close!"
She said surprised. In truth she knew they were brothers but she needed them to think she was stupid.
"We're brothers, and we have never been THAT close!"
He said. A look of horror slash disgust covered his face.
"I'm really sorry!"
She placed her hand on his on the table and gently ran her finger tips over the roughness of his fingers.
"Well I'm happy then. At least you aren't gay... are you?"
She asked pulling her hand away with a blush covering her face.
"NO!"
Dean protested. Then someone slammed a map onto the table.
"What'd I miss?"
Sam said looking at them. Shawnie opened her mouth to speak but Dean beat her to the punch.
"Nothing really. She was just confessing her undying love for me."
Dean teased them both and flashed them an award winning smile.
"Oh really? because I thought you were coming out of the closet. Isn't that what we were talking about?"
She teased back.
"What?"
Sam laughed a little as he said it. It was good to meet someone who could take on his brother without missing a beat or caring too much about what he says.
"Oh yeah we were just discussing how it's hard for him to keep it a secret."
She looked at him with mock concern.
"We were not!"
Dean said a defensive look coming over his face.
"Oh so you didn't say..."
She smiled.
"You think the man sitting at the bar is so damn sexy!!!"
She said loudly. The man at the bar turned to them and looked at Dean. Then he winked and turned back around toward the lady behind the counter.
"Let's get out of here!"
Dean said grabbing his coat quickly and standing.
"I agree!"
They hurried out the door.