Sorry for the long wait, I've been very busy, but here's the next chapter for you to enjoy. Once again I'm very open to comments and reviews to help make my writing better for you.

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Chapter 2

When they found a diner, Dean went and parked the car while Sam went inside to reserve a table.

Sam P.O.V.

I walked into the dinner. As soon as the door opened the room was silent and all eyes were on me. Awkwardly, I moved across the room to a booth at the back. Dean walked in and got the same reaction.

Dean came and sat down saying, "What? Do I smell?"

"No, but something weird is happening."

"You got that right. I think they know something they don't want to share."

The waitress came over to where we were sitting. "Here are some menus, and can I get you something to drink?" she asked cheerily.

I flashed her a smile and she smiled back. "I'll have a coke and..." I looked over at Dean, breaking eye contact with the waitress. "And a root beer." Dean finished for me.

Dean stared at me with a smirk playing on his lips.

"What?" I asked.

"You like her, you like her, you like her." he childishly sang in a sing song voice.

"No I don't." I denied.

"You like her, you like her, you like her." he continued.

"Ugh, you're so childish."

"No!" he said in a shocked voice. "You like her. Yes you do."

Ignore him, I said to myself, but that waitress is stuck in my mind. She's so beautiful, her image and smell is engraved in my mind. Her flowing blond hair and deep blue eyes. Her tall and slender figure. Suddenly, Dean brought me back to reality.

Dean was waving a hand in front of my face. "You going to order?"

"What? Oh, yeah." I flashed, after reading her nametag Cathy, the waitress, a Winchester smile. I could see by the look in her eyes that her heart skipped a beat. She smiled back and I gave her my order.

"Dude, just to let you know, while you were zoning out, cough imagining her naked cough she was totally checking you out."

"Dean that's just nasty. I'm not as dirty minded as you."

"Get her number and take her out, then I'll find some random chick and we can double date."

"Yeah, like you can have a real relationship; how many of those have you had?"

"Um, I think 2 or 3 and probably more in high school that I don't remember."

"Yep, and how long did those last, a week, tops?"

"No, with Cassie it was like a year."

"Oh, yes, I forgot about her."

"Yes, you did and if you don't get her number then I'll get it for you."

"I don't think so."

In the Kitchen of the Diner

"He's so cute, and that smile… I could die." Cathy sighed to her best friend Caitlin.

"I know, they're both so hot. But the dark haired one, was totally checking you out."

"Really, do you think he likes me?"

"Definitely," Caitlin assured her. "Give him your number."

"How?"

"Oh, give him the bill and in it put your number."

"Really, that works?"

"Of course, how do you think I get so many guys to call me?" Caitlin gave Cathy a wink and pushed her out the door. "Go, it's already in there. Just smile and give it to him."

General P.O.V.

"Here's your bill." Cathy said to Sam smiling.

He smiled back. "Thanks." She turned away.

Sam opened the bill and smiled.

"What's the pay?" Dean asked, wondering why his brother was so happy.

"Looks like I win," was all Sam said.

"Looks like you won what?"

"She left her name and number in the bill."

"Dude, I told you she digged you." Dean replied smirking. "Pay the bill and give her a call later tonight."

"Okay, but I believe it's your turn to pay the bill." Sam stood up and left laughing, leaving Dean with a taken back look and a bill to pay.