Sam Winchester was talking on the phone with an important client when his wife came busting through his office door like a mad woman.

"What the hell is going on?" She barked at him.

"I'm sorry, Mr Parker. I'm afraid I will have to call you back. Something came up at short notice." Sam quickly said into the phone and hung up. He prayed to god, he wasn't going to lose that client, his wife's been loud enough to be heard on the other side of the line.

"Can you be more precisely?" He turned to her, sighing heavily.

"Why would you set up my cousin with that Gallagher dude?" Grace asked.

"What? I did not." Sam jumped up from his seat. "Why would I have any interest in finding a boyfriend for Alex? I want her and Dean back together, you know that."

"See, I thought that's the plan. But apparently, we're failing big time. Alex is going out with that guy tonight." Grace explained.

"Seriously? We have to tell Dean."

"No!" Grace exclaimed. "He's going to be furious and by the way, he doesn't know we know he still loves Alex."

"Yeah, you're right. But if the roles were reversed I would want to know if you were going on a date with some dick."

"I know. Maybe, it's not too late and I can talk her out of it. I know she loves Dean but she's too stubborn to admit it and has that crazy idea she has to prove us all wrong."

"Are you sure she loves him? Maybe we're wrong and she doesn't have any feelings left for him at all and we should back out." Sam hesitantly replied, looking at his wife.

"I'm sure. Alex's just too afraid of her own feelings. If something like that happened to us, god forbid, wouldn't you want your family to help you through that rough time?" Grace said and her sad expression broke Sam's heart.

He walked over to her and put his arms around her, comforting his wife. "Nothing's going to come between us. I love you Grace Winchester." He said and leaned in to kiss her lips softly.

"I love you, too." She smiled back.

"Don't worry, we'r going to fix my crazy brother and your annoyingly stubborn cousin."

Alex changed her dress for what felt like the hundredth time that evening. She sighed heavily as she took off a strapless red dress. She hated herself for calling Mike to arrange a date. He's been happy like a kid on christmas to hear from her. Now, there was no way back and she had to go through with it.

She looked at the clock and cussed under her breath. She had only forty-five minutes left til her date picked her up and partly it was her cousin's fault. She'd asked Grace to come over and help her get ready for the date but instead, her cousin'd tried to make her cancel. Finally, Grace'd left after she'd realized talking to her cousin was like talking to a brick wall and she couldn't convince her.

Well, that was okay. She was able to get dressed by herself. Alex pushed the anger she felt away and tried not to think about the reasons why she'd decided to go out with Mike.

She looked over her shoulder when it knocked softly on her bedroom door and Max walked in taking in the mess of dresses, make up and underwear.

"You're going on a hot date?" He grinned widely after his inspection.

Alex glared at him. "That's none of your business, little bro, but if you must now, yes, I'm going out."

Max raised his eyebrows. "The last time I've seen you this nervous was when you were getting ready for your first date with Dean. So, are you letting him get to second base tonight?" He asked assuming a miracle had happened and his sister came to her senses, realizing she had to be with Dean.

Alex swallowed and turned her back on him. "Actually, I'm going out with Michael." She answered, not able to look Max in the face. She knew if she looked at her brother she would see the disappointment.

Max's grin faded quickly hearing Alex's words. All of a sudden he became mad at her. Why was she too blind to see what was right in front of her? Did she really think she could find someone better?

"Who the hell is Michael?" He managed to get out.

"A lawyer from our firm. He asked me out and I said yes. Damn it, I've got thirty minutes. Could you please leave so I can get dressed?" She snapped at her brother.

"Alright, I'm fucking off." He answered annoyed.

"Hey, watch that mouth of yours!" Alex yelled after him. She watched Max leaving her room like a beaten up puppy and she momentarily regretted every word she'd said. But she had to focus on her date right now.

"Shit!" She exclaimed after another glance at the time and started to rummage through the piles of dresses on her bedroom floor.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" Mike asked Alex as they were leaving the restaurant.

"Yes, like five times. And thank you." Alex answered, trying to keep smiling. She'd finally decided to wear a plain black cocktail dress that reached to her knees and Mike kept complementing her about it the whole night.

They pulled up in front of her appartment and Alex was about to get out of the car but Mike stopped her. He got out and walked around to the passenger side, opening the door for Alex. She smiled reserved at him and stepped out.

"Let me walk you to the door." He said.

"Fine." Alex replied, groaning inwardly. This date had been a disaster, at least for her. Mike had enjoyed himself, touching her all the time and making sexual innuendos.

"Well, here we are. It's really late so I should be getting inside." Alex tried to get rid of him as fast as she could.

"Don't I get a goodbye kiss?" He asked, leaning closer trapping her between the door and himself.

"I don't do that on first dates." Alex said which was a lie because with Dean she'd gone much further on their first date.

"Come on, baby. I think I earned a goodnight kiss." He pushed and leaned in, their lips inches apart. Alex couldn't bring herself to kiss that man, so she pulled away.

"I'm sorry, Mike. But I had a good time tonight." She turned around and quickly slipped into her appartment.

Inside, the urge to cry became unbearable. She leaned against the door, slowly sliding down to the floor and letting all the tears out.

"What's with the face?" Dean asked Max the next day when the boy visited him at the body shop.

"I'm fine." Max mumbled back. Dean could see something was bothering him but decided not to push further. "Okay then, you want to earn some money and work on a car?" He offered, smiling at the boy.

"Sure." Max felt better immediately and followed Dean to the car that needed to be fixed. He propped up the hood, expecting the damage but stopped the next moment, looking over at Dean.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" He started hesitantly. He knew it was now or never. When would the next best opportunity come up?

Dean'd been watching him for a while, trying to figure out what was on the boy's mind.

"Shoot." He had a notion of what Max wanted to know.

"Do you...I know it's not my business but I have to know..." He stopped himself, searching for the courage to go on. Dean might seem friendly at the moment but Max knew that could change in an instant. "You still love my sister?"

He watched how Dean's jaw tightened momentarily at his words, but when he spoke up his voice was absolutely calm.

"Yes, I do." He simply answered and Max nodded. He turned back to the car and neither of them said a word as he started working.

Dean took a step back, thinking about Max's question, and he felt bad. He knew how worried he was about his sister.

Dean knew he had to fix them, as soon as possible, for everyone's sake. He told Max he was going to be in his office if something came up and left, forcing himself to stop thinking about the screwed up situation. He sighed heavily, stepping into his office to fight the papers on his desk.

In the garage, Max was lost in his thoughts as he was focused on the car and didn't see the man walking up to him.

"Hey, boy!" He yelled and Max spun around at the sudden interjection. "Can I help you, Sir?" He asked politely.

The man smiled a condescending smile at Max. "Is the owner in his office?"

"Yes, let me show you..."

"I know where the damn office is!" The man exclaimed, walking off, leaving a stunned Max behind. A shiver ran down his spine and he really feared for Dean at that moment.

Dean was buried in paper work when a man barged into his office without knocking.

"My car is totally damaged and it's all because of you!"

Dean looked him over before speaking. "You need to explain yourself thoroughly." He finally said through gritted teeth. He hated that kind of people in their expensive suits. They all thought the world revolved around them.

Obviously, the man was seething. "I brought my car to your shop about a month ago for you to fix it and now it's ruined! You messed around with it and now it broke down two streets from here. This is all your fault!"

Dean had to calm down, this wasn't the first time a client accused his shop of bad workmanship.

"I'm really sorry. We get to it right away..." He started but was interrupted by the still worked up client.

"Forget it. I'm taking this to court. I know I have rights."

Dean was stunned. This couldn't be happening. He had dealt with a lot of upset clients over the years but none of them had ever found it neccessary to sue him.

"Come again?" Dean asked appalled.

"You heard me." He said and strolled out of the office.

Dean sat slowly back down on his chair. He remembered the guy from a month ago. He'd already acted like he ruled the world back then. Dean took a deep breath to calm his nerves. He wished he was a smoker because he really needed a cigarette at the time. God, how he hated that Michael Gallagher!

The following week Alex was avoiding Mike as often as she could. He kept calling because of a new date. She really didn't want to go out with him again and she'd regretted it a thousand times she'd gone on a date with him in the first place.

She sighed and walked down the floor til she reached Sam's office but had to stop dead in her tracks when she heard a familiar voice behind the door. Dean was discussing something with Sam.

Alex gulped and hesitated. Should she go inside and face him? She wasn't sure how to behave in front of him. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted Mike coming from the opposite way. Alex didn't think twice, knocking quickly on the door and stepping inside.

"You're being sued?" Sam repeated for the tenth time to Dean's annoyance. "By whom?"

Dean had to hold back a groan. "Michael Gallagher, he's a client. Are you going to help me now or what?"

Sam looked at him like he was a ghost. "Did you say Gallagher?"

"Yeah, you know him?" Dean asked back.

Sam huffed. "I work with him. He's a lawyer."

"That's just great." Dean said, leaning back in his seat.

At that moment Alex stormed into the office. "Hi." She said. "I brought you the Andrews case and I need a place to hide for the next, let's say, fifteen minutes."

Sam and Dean looked at her disturbed. "Who are you hiding from?" Sam asked.

Alex sighed. "Gallagher."

Dean cracked a smile. "I'm being sued by him."

"You're kidding! What the hell is wrong with him?" She exclaimed in shock.

"Yeah, and Sam can't defend me because I'm his brother and he works with the dude." Dean explained.

"Well, I can be your lawyer." She blurted out and was surprised by herself. Had she completely lost her mind offering her ex husband her service? But she had to help him, especially with Gallagher being the enemy.

"That's a fantastic idea. Alex can do wonders, I promise." Sam exclaimed a bit too enthusiastically.

"Alright then, do you accept my offer?" She asked Dean.

"I do, honey." Dean grinned.

They all turned their heads when suddenly the door opened and Michael Gallagher walked in. "There's the woman I was looking..." He started but interrupted himself when he noticed Dean was there.

"Winchester!" He seethed.

"How ya doin' Mikey-boy?"

"What are you doing here?" Mike asked.

"Getting a lawyer." Dean answered nonchalantly.

"That's me by the way." Alex chimed in.

Mike gave her a nasty look. "I think I kind of have a problem with it when the woman I'm seeing is defending my opponent."

Dean's heart stopped beating, hearing those words. His girl was with that asshole?

Alex looked nervously over at Dean and noticed how pale he looked.

Sam's mind went into overdrive and he thought of a plan to prevent the eventual fight, but failed.

Alex felt three sets of eyes on her. The men in the room were all awaiting her reaction.

How was she supposed to get out of this one?

A/N: Somehow I'm not happy with that chapter, but I'm not sure what exactly it is that bothers me. Okay, please make me happy and review!