Katy Bree sat in the store room of her mother's restaurant sitting on a stool, waiting for Dean to stop by. The twins had gone out to get a drink and her mother had left as well, Katy hanging behind claiming that she had some homework that she had put off, with everything that had gone on over the weekend. So there she sat butterflies in her belly and her thoughts burdened and sad. A quiet knock at the back door alerted her to Dean's arrival. She opened the back door with a smile, some of the anxiety receding simply by his presence.

"Hey, babe," Dean gave her a cocky smile and a gentle peck on the cheek. Babe? She thought to herself.

"Okay pookie if we are doing pet names, mine will not be shared with a talking pig, so for now it's Katy." Dean looked horrified when she called him pookie and the horror shifted to an annoyed eye roll.

"Fine Katy Bree." He entered the diner, his body brushing against her as she rocked back on her heels, "So your majesty why did you have me come out here at all hours of the night?"

Katy rolled her eyes as she led him to the kitchen motioning to a stool for him to sit on as she pulled out a plate of food from the warmer, fried chicken, mashed potatoes and corn. "Well you are banned from my house and I didn't want any interruptions so…"

Dean raised an eyebrow, "Ahhh." he replied as if it all made sense. Katy Bree and Dean chatted while Dean ate and Katy worked on homework, covering every topic imaginable, from candy to songs to movies. Just enjoying each other's company until they heard the bell on the front door jingle, the two froze before Katy shoved Dean into the dark store room at took a seat at the prep counter, pulling her homework toward her, making it look as though she was busy. Her heart pounding in her chest convinced that her father had come to check up on her, but then Kameron rolled in with a girl Katy didn't recognize.

"So, there are usually a couple of pies in the fridge, my mom is always prepared for the worst." Her brother didn't even spare her a glance as he led this girl by the hand to the walk in fridge and he let the door close behind him. Dean reappeared a moment later.

"Wow, your family has a thing for hanging out at your mom's restaurant at weird times." He murmured to her. She didn't even get a chance to respond before the door to the walk-in burst open and Kam came tumbling out the mystery girl on top of him. She had her shirt half off her body and Kameron was shirtless. The girl's fingers were going for Kam's belt buckle before Katy had seen enough, she loudly cleared her throat and Kam and the girl froze.

Kameron looked around for the source of the noise before his eyes fell on his sister. "Well this is awkward." Kameron gave a forced laugh before picking himself up off the floor.

"Yeah," sighed Katy looking at Dean who was trying not to laugh. "I think we're done here right Dean?" she asked as she gathered up her things. Dean nodded helping her with her bigger textbooks giving Kam a smile that clearly applauded his conquests and followed Katy to the store room. "Lock up before you leave the keys are on the table," she called over her shoulder as she walked through the door, both dissolving in to fits of laughter when they got in to the other room, "I should go," she admitted,

Dean looked bummed, but he understood, "Okay." He placed a kiss on her forehead before she pushed open the back door. "I'll see you at school?" he asked her smiling that killer smile.

She smiled in return, a big toothy grin, "Yeah see you tomorrow."

They had been sneaking around together for weeks, anywhere and everywhere sharing secret kisses, and failed romps, they had a system worked out he'd sneak in her window when John was in town, they would use the living room couch when he wasn't. Such was the case the evening John blew his top, Dean supposed it was his fault, he got caught skipping class during Katy Bree's free period and the vice principal said they were planning on calling his father, but John was in North Dakota with Bobby pouring over research trying to figure out what was wreaking havoc on the town. He wouldn't be a problem for a least a couple of days, so when Katy said she wanted to hang out after she got off of work, Dean saw no problem inviting her to the apartment. He didn't like sneaking around, climbing in her window so the rest of the family wouldn't find out. Kameron was the only one that knew at her home base and it wasn't as though Dean could hide the fact that he was hooking up in their apartment right under Sam's nose. When Katy came over they would hang out with Sam or Kam for a while, regardless of whose house they were at.

Them getting caught was inevitable, they just never planned on John being the first one to catch them. Katy was straddling Dean, her upper body in nothing but her bra, Dean was cupping her breast as she ran her fingers across his chest, her nails lightly scraping across his chest, knowing that it drove him wild when she did that. Her hair fell over the side of her face pooling on his shoulder and arm. The two were so enveloped in what they were doing they didn't hear the door's lock click. The next thing they know the door swings open and the heavy foot falls of John Winchester echo through the apartment.

Dean's blood turned cold and in his panic he shot up out of his reclined position knocking Katy off the couch.

"Dean!" she gasped, before his hand clamped over her mouth silencing her.

Nonononono, Dean thought to himself this was not happening. "Dad, w-w-what are you doing here?"

John sighed, "Well son, we are paying rent to live here so I figured hey why not go back to the place I call home and knock some sense in to my dumbass kid that insists on drawing attention to his family that is involved in hunting supernatural monsters." John growled clomping in to the kitchen, before returning with a beer. Catching sight of Katy Bree for the first time, "Dammit Dean, what the hell do you think you're doing." roared John, pointing an accusatory manor. He pulled Dean to his feet getting in his son's face. "I told you- No I gave you a direct order that you were not to bring this girl back here and what do you do? You brought her back. Are you even using protection? Huh? You wanna get strapped with a kid when you're still a kid yourself?"

"Dad-"

"No," John interrupted, "I don't want to hear your excuses. She better be gone in the next three minutes or there will be hell to pay. I don't know what the hell's the matter with you?" John stalked off towards the back of the house muttering angrily.

Dean helped Katy Bree off the floor, "Sorry," looking around to make sure they had everything. "My dad's pissed enough as it is the last thing we need to do is to forget half your clothes." He muttered pulling his own shirt on handing Katy her own shirt.

"Well, how much madder will he be if you left for a little while? Maybe came to the restaurant it's Friday night no interruptions." She leaned in and whispered in his ear, as she leaned away from him, he saw that she was biting a full pink lip.

Dean raised a suggestive eyebrow and smiled "I can be persuaded," he drawled.

Fifteen minutes later they were in the store room of her mother's restaurant. Katy Bree wasted no time stripping down to bra and panties she roughly grabbed Dean's face and kissing him. "Oh you wanna get right to it?" laughed Dean as her long legs wrapping around his waist.

"I can't help myself, you're like cake or pie I'd go as far as to say you're like crack." She panted biting his lip.

"Damnit now I'm hungry, can I have some pie." joked Dean a smile playing across his face.

"You can have some of my pie." Katy told him as she started pulling his shirt off.