They safely made it back to the motel; Dean was supporting Sarah, much to the discomfort of Jo. Everyone except Dean and Sarah went to get dinner, Jo was very reluctant to leave the two alone together but she eventually gave in. Dean was staying help Sarah patch herself up; she had a rather deep gash in her back and several smaller ones on her face and arms. They just had sandwiches for dinner.

Sarah inhaled sharply.

"Sorry but you don't want it to become infected." said Dean.

"I know. Hey, thanks for helping me." She said, inhaling sharply again.

"Don't mention it. By the way, I'm sorry to here about your boyfriend." He said.

"What boyfriend?" she asked confused.

"Your boyfriend you had when you were fifteen, the one who got killed in the car crash." He said putting the last stitch on her back.

"Dean I've never had a boyfriend, my father won't allow me to. I've always wanted one but never found someone." she replied, slipping her t-shirt back on and wincing again. "Who told you that?"

"Jo. But why would she?" Dean was now confused.

"I'll tell you but don't tell Jo I told OK?" Dean nodded. "She has a thing for you. I don't know how big a thing but she has one." Sarah finished then sat silently.

"I should have guessed I mean she practically went green when I was concerned about you." he sighed and put his head in his hand.

"You were concerned about me?" Sarah asked. Dean nodded and lifted his head from his hands,

"Ye', ye' I was." he said.

He looked at her and she smiled. They were now sitting opposite each other on the end of a bed. They looked directly into each others eyes. They both threw caution out the window. They leant forward at the same time and their lips met hesitantly. For the first time in her life Sarah knew what love was. They pulled apart and looked at each other, foreheads touching.

"What about you dad," Dean breathed. "I thought he had forbidden you from falling in love?"

"Well it's too late for that." She laughed. They kissed again. "We won't tell him, we definitely won't tell Jo or she'll tell my dad and he'll" her voice trailed away and she looked down.

"What's wrong? What will he do?" asked Dean, he lifted her head, with his thumb and fore-finger, up to look at him.

"I had a friend once that was a guy. He was a big flirt but only as a joke, anyway my dad shot both his knee-caps and told him to stay away from me." A tear ran down her cheek and Dean wiped it away with his thumb.

"Then we won't tell anyone, and we won't get hurt." He reassured her.

She nodded then buried her face in his chest. He kissed her head then rested his chin on top of it. When the others got back everything was perfectly normal. Dean and Sarah were sitting at the table and talking about what had happened since they split up back in Colorado. The rest came and sat down and joined the conversation.

Jo kept eyeing Sarah suspiciously, but she just smiled and continued to talk. Fiona listened as if her life depended on it when Sam spoke. After a while Alison and Fiona went back to their rooms. Sarah stayed with Dean, Sam and Jo, much to Jo's dislike. Before they all went to bed Dean asked Jo for a word outside. Sarah looked at Dean as if to say 'what the hell are you doing' but Dean nodded reassuringly.

I will add the next chapter if someone reviews this one!

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