Dean woke up, still having the sleep Caroline laying on his upper body. He checked his phone: 10 missed calls. Sam. He hadn't been telling him where he was. Carefully Dean laid Caroline down from him on the bed and stood up to leave the room and call Sam. "Dean, where are you? Are you with some girl again? If it is that way you could've at least called me.", Sam said.
"You're overreacting. I'm with a girl but not the way you think."
"Are you serious? Why still have our job to do. That's why we're hear. I-", Sam started but then Dean stopped him with saying quickly: "It's Caroline. She was in trouble again."
For a little moment none of them said a thing. Complete silence. Then Sam simply answered: "Oh."
"She asked me to stay with her. I didn't wanted to leave her alone."
Dean didn't even knew why. He really didn't knew a thing about this girl. Except the fact about her parents that she blabbed last night when she was drunk. Maybe she won't even remember that. But he was curious to kno more. He really wanted to ask her about it. "When will you be back? We still have some things to do." When Sam said that, it definitely didn't sound as urgent as before. But it was still serious. They were just in town to do their job. Continue what their father began - and died of. They grew up with learning how to fight what's out there: demons, monsters - everything supernatural. Of course, in every town Dean was looking out for some fun. And with fun he meant women. Sam was aware of that. "Now.", Dean answered but Sam said immediately: "Don't go without saying Goodbye. I know, that's your way but don't."
Dean wasn't even sure if would have done it his way. Normally he would've but it was different with her. He just couldn't.
"I won't." He hung up.
"Dean...", he heard her saying behind him. He turned around and looked at her. Her hair was messy, the dress was completely wrinkled, her make-up smudged. Everything about her just said hangover. This made him grin a little. "What?", Caroline asked, confused over his reaction. "You look...well, different."
She ran to the next mirror she found and stared shocked at the reflection of her messy self. She turned around, saw Dean still grinning, raised her hands up and held them in front of her face. Then she ran even faster than she ran to mirror, in the bathroom. She closed the door and turned on the shower. Dean went to the door and said through it: "You don't look that bad."
"Are you kidding me? I look like a zombie!", she answered loudly out of the shower.
"I have to go now, Caroline. I have to work."
"You're not going anywhere until I'm finished.", she rebuked him. He wanted to just say 'Bye' and leave but on the other hand her wanted to stay a little longer. Again, he wasn't sure why.
"You know, you should get to the living room or something. I don't feel really comfortable to talk to you out of the shower. That makes you think about me being naked,", she said, now realizing what she just said and she continued: "And if it didn't, you now do because I told you. Great!"
"You're right!", Dean said with an even bigger grin on his face which she of course didn't see.
"Dean! Stop it!"
"It's your fault, not mine."
He heard her turning off the shower. It took a few more minutes without any of them saying something then the door opened and she came out of the bathroom. She wasn't wearing any make-up and just some comfortable clothes. Her hair was still wet and simply hanging over her shoulders. Dean's gaze hang on her looks until she said: "I know I look weird but at least better than before." She laughed. "You look good."
"You don't have to lie to me." He actually meant. He liked her like this. She was pretty without all the styling.
"Why did you wanted me to wait? I have to work.", he said harsh but that didn't get to Caroline, she just asked back: "Why did you wait if you have to work?" cShe didn't expected an answer to that question.
"I want to thank you. I'm sorry for making you that much trouble. I'm glad you were there when I needed help.", she continued, then smiled at him.
"Just doing my job. Saving girls - but normally I get more than just an 'Thank You' after it." After saying that a cocky smirk appeared on his face. Caroline gave him a look that said it all.
"No, seriously, you're welcome, Caroline."
For a few seconds Dean looked in her eyes, both giving each other a little smile than he turned around and walked out of the door. He closed it behind him and before he had the chance to even walk down the stairs at the front door, it opened again and she stepped outside. "Dean.", she said. He turned around to look at her, she walked towards him, laid her hands on his head and pulled him close to kiss him. The kiss didn't last very long, just a few seconds than she looked at him and said: "I owed you that." Without any hesitation, he probably wasn't thinking, he grabbed her waist, pulled her close to his body and pressed his lips on hers. It was a passionate kiss and it lasted definitely longer than the first one. Carefully he moved his lips from hers. They looked in each others eyes and Dean whispered: "I gotta go now."
He removed his hands from her waist, turned around and got in the car. Then he drove off.


Sam's gaze fell immediately to the door when Dean opened it and entered the hotel room.
"How's Caroline?" The kisses appeared again in Dean's head. A little out of mind he answered: "She's fine."
"What happened?"
"I entered that bar and saw how some douchebag attacked her. I brought her home and she asked me to stay with her.", Dean explained. "And you guys have been... you know..."
"No!" Dean knew exactly what Sam was talking about and he nearly screamed his answer. Sam's gaze was surprised now. "I didn't expected that. It's not really Dean-like, you know, not doing it if you have the chance to."
"Shut up or I'll show you Dean-like, Sammy."
"My name's Sam. And anyways, we have to go out again, get some information from the people in town. Maybe someone knows about the vampires here."