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Emmeline rushed into work, tying her apron as she went because she was running late as usual.
"You're Late!" Her boss bellowed from the kitchen. He was a huge man, 6'4 and 275 lbs, and made everyone that worked for him intimidated. Everyone except Emmeline. She loved the man; he practically raised her with Emmeline's mother. Her mother passed a few months ago and Roger was the only family left.
"Sorry Uncle Roger," Emmeline said, peering into the kitchen. Her uncle smiled at her and continued to cook.
"Yea, yea, yea. How's your rug-rat?" He asked, flipping a burger.
"He's good. He'll be here later to say hi."
"Good! I can't wait. Now get to work missy!" He laughed.
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Dean and Sam rolled into the Good Food Café around 12:30. The place was cute and advertised to have the best burgers around.
They sat at a small booth in the corner and looked around. The place was older, but well decorated. It was packed with people, and it seemed to be the one good restaurant in town. The type of place everyone went to talk about everyone else who wasn't there. A great opportunity to ask the locals about the house.
"God, I'm starving!" Dean whined, tapping his feet under the table.
"Can you act any more like a five year old?"
"Screw off!" Dean huffed, still tapping anxiously. Where was there waitress?
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Emmeline just placed an order with the kitchen when she saw two other guys sitting in her section. Dammit!
Dean just happened to look up when Emmeline started to walk towards them. Wow. She was beautiful. But not supermodel beautiful; average, American girl beautiful.
She had a petite frame, 5'9, and long brown hair with light brown streaks through it that the sun must have lightened. She had a smile that could brighten any darkness and blue eyes that pierced your soul. Dean was so mesmerized that when Emmeline came up to them, he was on sensory overload.
"Hey guys what can I get ya?"
"I…well..you…I," was all Dean could get out. Sam looked at his brother, like he sprouted five heads.
"Uh, sorry about him. We'll have two burgers and two cokes."
Emmeline laughed, "its ok. They'll be right out," she smiled and walked back to the kitchen.
"Dude, what the hell was that?" Sam asked, laughing at his brother. He had never seen a woman completely take his brother back, let alone leave him speechless.
"I don't know Sam. I just saw her and I…"
"Dean what's going on?"
"I don't know Sam. I just…I don't know…I like her."
"You just met her."
"Thanks asshole, I didn't realize that!" Dean huffed. "She's just…"
"Just what?"
"Different," Dean admitted quietly. Calm down Winchester, she's just another girl, just like all the other girls…. But she's not…but I don't even know her!
Sam just smiled at his brother. For the most part, Dean was the love 'em and leave 'em type. Why had a waitress in the middle of now-where grabbed his attention? He remembered the same thing happened to him with Jess. One look at her and he knew he'd love her forever.
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Emmeline grabbed the boys soda's and carried to the table.
"So you boys aren't from around here. You just passing through?" Emmeline asked, pulling straws from her apron.
"Yea actually, we're hoping to stay for a few days, check out the town. We're on a road trip," Sam said, seeing Dean clam up again.
"Oh that's awesome! I wish I could go on a road trip!" She said with a sad smile.
"Why can't you?" Dean asked, finally finding his voice.
"He speaks!" Emmeline said with a smile that just melt Dean's heart. "I have a little boy; he's everything to me. I couldn't just leave him."
"I understand," Dean said.
Sam watched their interactions with intrigue. His brother was the confident Dean Winchester, and here he was acting like a school boy with his first crush.
Emmeline and Dean stared at each other for a minute when Emmeline broke eye contact. "Well, your burgers will be out in a few. I'll be back," Emmeline said, practically running from their table.
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What are you doing Emmeline you idiot! You have a boyfriend and a son and a stranger sweeps in and you're blushing like a school girl! Emmeline thought composing herself in the kitchen.
Deep Breathes, deep breathes…he has sweet eyes…NO! Deep breathes!
The bell ringing pulled her from her thoughts and she looked up to see their burgers waiting to be taken to their table.
You can do this. No eye contact, drop and go…drop and go…Emmeline said, attempting to put up some sort of defense up. She walked from the kitchen and walked to the table, placing down everything for them.
"Can I get you guys anything else?" She asked nicely, avoiding the attractive gentleman she gravitated to.
"I know this is personal, but can you tell me your name?" He asked.
"I'm Emmeline," she said shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears. This guy had no idea who Emmeline was, the life she led, and she wasn't even worthy of his attention.
"I'm Dean and this is my brother Sam."
"It's a pleasure to meet you both. If you need anything, just wave foe me," Emmeline said, trying to make a escape but Dean stopped her.
"Wait, we have a question for you, do you mind?" He asked kindly.
"Uh, sure, but I have other customers…"
"It's ok, it'll only take a moment. We were wondering if you anything about the old Snyder house. We read about it in the paper."
"Yea, they say it's haunted by a young girl who was murdered by her boyfriend and she goes after guys mostly. But that's if you believe that stuff," Emmeline said with a smile.
"Yea, thanks, we were just curious."
A waitress walking by brushed into Emmeline and her abdomen hit the table. The bruises from her beating this morning resurfaced and she gasped in pain and quickly covered her stomach with her arm.
"Are you ok?" Dean asked worriedly.
"Uh, yea, I'll be right back and I'll bring the check," she said, holding her breathe, hoping the pain would pass. She walked away, trying to keep upright into the bathroom.
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She closed the door and let out a shaky breathe. She lifted her shirt and saw black bruises covering her stomach. A lone tear slid down her face, but she quickly wiped it away and went to get the brother's there check.
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"Do you think she's ok?" Dean asked worriedly, trying to find where she went.
"I don't know Dean, but it was strange. She didn't hit the table that hard, but she gasped in pain."
Dean nodded, still concerned until he saw her reappear. Sam watched as a look of relief washed over his brothers' face and they got up to meet Emmeline by the register.
"Ok boys, it's $12.35."
Dean paid, thanked Emmeline for her excellent service and left the door to meet Sam at the Impala. He sat in the driver's seat but didn't make a move to turn on the car.
"Dean, what are you doing?" Sam asked.
Dean looked at him then walked back into the café, leaving a stunned Sam in the car. He walked in the door and saw Emmeline taking a order from a elderly couple. He watched her, loved her grace and beauty…he was falling for this stranger and hard. He walked up to her and when she turned she smiled at him.
"Dean, is everything ok?" She asked, her turn to be worried.
"Listen, I…normally I'm not so nervous but here's my number. If you want to give me a call, I would like that.
He quickly slipped a small piece of paper in her hands and ran from the café, leaving a stunned Emmeline in his wake.