Summary: AU. When Millie gets asked out on a date by Dean Winchester, she knows that this is pretty important to her and she can't even figure out why. She doesn't expect to be so upset when he can't make the date. What does it all mean? Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own the Reiner family.

A/N: Thanks for the support with the last chapter! I hope you enjoy this one :D

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When Millie Dated Dean

-Four-

Millie's hand barely left Dean's all day, and she struggled to keep her lips from his too.

In the yard, they kissed several times, but they were just small pecks on the lips. The thing that Millie was excited for the most was for the school bell to signal the end of the day. She and Dean were going to his after school to do some 'homework'. It was actually time to spend with one another and to have some privacy together.

All through their history class, her eyes were trained on the clock. She heard the bell go and the excitement she'd been keeping locked up deep inside her body rushed through her in a huge shiver. Dean noticed and he turned to her, watching as she packed her bag up with a big grin on her face.

"You okay?" He asked, "Are you cold or something?"

"No." She whispered, kissing his cheek tenderly, "Just got a little chill."

She was so gentle, so caring and so sweet and Dean actually found her pretty damn adorable. He really, really wanted to try and make things work between them. They'd been on one date, yet he couldn't get enough of seeing her.

For the first time, he missed her desperately when she wasn't with him and he'd never talked to any girl he'd been with as much as he spoke to Millie, no matter what the means. He even, the night before, had called her and was giving her sweet compliments over the phone, and gentle goodbyes telling her to hang up first! What was going on? Dean Winchester wasn't all into that kind of thing, but it seemed that with Millie, things were beginning to change with him.

And he found that he really couldn't complain about that.


"Mom? Dad?" Dean called as he entered the house, "Sammy?"

"Hey, Dean." Sam said quietly, trudging to the stairs with a hot water bottle in his hand, "Hi, Millie."

"Hi, Sam." Millie said softly, "You feeling better?"

"A little." Sam replied, "Bye."

The two chuckled as Sam headed up the stairs to his room. The fourteen year old had been really quite sick over the past few days and Dean was stupidly grateful to see him looking better. They headed into the kitchen to find Mary feeding John some ice cream, Dean clearing his throat and breaking his parents out of their lovestruck gaze. Millie thought it was incredibly sweet that John and Mary still had that kind of love for each other twenty years into their marriage.

"Mom, Dad, this is Millie Reiner." Dean said softly, "Millie, these are my parents, John and Mary. Millie's my girlfriend, we're going upstairs to do homework and there'll be no funny business, I swear on my goldfish's life."

"Hi, Millie." Mary said softly, John nodding at the teenager and smiling, "It's nice to meet you. Dean's told us a lot about you."

"It's nice to meet you too." Millie said shyly, "Dean's told me lots about you too."

"Hope they're good things." John chuckled, Millie laughing softly while Dean slid his hand into hers.

"Millie's just helping with some Math homework. You know I suck at Math." Dean said softly, "This one's a genius. So I'll just grab us a couple of drinks and we'll be going."

"Are you staying for dinner, Millie?" Mary asked, "We're having home-made pizza tonight."

"That would be lovely, thank you." Millie replied, smiling at Mary who continued to feed John the ice cream while Dean got their drinks.

Millie watched as John and Mary shared a tender kiss, Dean pulling a face at his parents before turning to Millie and smiling softly at her. Millie couldn't believe how truly beautiful he was. His green eyes just sparkled so stunningly it made her breath catch in her throat, and he leaned forward and kissed her cheek before taking her hand and leading her out of the room.

They headed upstairs and Dean showed her his room, and it so happened that Millie loved it as soon as she walked in.

It was a deep shade of blue and the floor was a light wood with a blue rug on it in the middle. He had a beautiful double bed with lighter blue bedspreads and thick pillows, a desk with a laptop on it and a cassette player beside it. He had classic rock posters around his room and a dark blue electro-acoustic guitar sat in the corner with an amplifier beside it. He hung his leather jacket on the door and placed his bag in a little gap between his bedside table and the built-in closet before sitting on the bed, welcoming Millie towards it.

"You wanna finish the homework first?" Dean asked, "We only have about four questions left, right?"

"Three." Millie replied, "Remember, we did that one in the car and I wrote it down for you to copy."

She grinned and so did Dean, the two chuckling and sharing a soft kiss as they got their homework out, sitting with their textbooks around them. God, how Dean despised Math. He struggled a lot and if it weren't for Millie, he knew he'd have failed a huge amount of examinations on the damn subject. They were on their final question when the predicted interruption came and Dean felt a little smug when his father realised that indeed, the pair were doing homework and not fooling around.

"We're on our final question, Dad." Dean said, "I'm glad Millie's here, I'd have failed this stuff. I suck at it!"

"Dean, you don't suck, okay?" Millie said softly, "You just struggle a little, we all struggle at something. Don't worry."

She stroked his hand gently and John smiled at the look that crossed over his son's eyes. Dean had just found his Mary.

"She's a keeper, this one, Dean." He said softly, "Treat her well. That's all I ask of you."

"Of course I'll treat her well, Dad." Dean replied, kissing Millie tenderly who blushed sweetly and giggled.

"I'll call you guys when it's time for dinner, 'kay?" John told them, the pair nodding before he left, closing the door behind him.

Dean grinned at Millie and kissed her again, the two completing their last question before packing their books away and edging a little closer.

"Is this alright?" Dean asked as he brushed Millie's hair behind her ear.

The young girl nodded, Dean taking in the beauty of her eyes as he leaned a little closer. He watched as she closed her eyes gently, her lips parting to accept his as they covered hers in their warmth. They gently suckled on one another's lips, breaking kisses to begin new ones as they pressed closer together. Dean sighed into a kiss as Millie draped one leg over both of his as they hung off of the edge of the bed, and he pulled her into his lap, holding her close and sharing tender kisses with her as he ran his hands over her body.

Millie realised suddenly that right here was where she always wanted to be...

And it frightened the life out of her.

-TBC-


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