Hours passed by and still no sign of Dean. It was already half passed two in the morning as Cara sat in the den staring out the window hoping to see headlights of the impala but all she saw was darkness.

"Still no sign of Dean?" Jesse asked as he tip toed into the room with her.

"Jesse, what are you doing up? It's late sweetie." Cara said.

"Can't sleep." He said and sat down next to her, "Where is he, Cara?"

"I wish I knew baby." Cara said and wrapped her arms around him. "Dean just likes to be alone sometimes to think. Nothing for you to worry about. He needs his space from time to time. Everything is fine." What Cara didn't know was that Dean was some place doing everything he could to get his mind off her.

Dean sat at the table right in front of the stage as the girl in nothing but a g-string danced in front of his face. He had a smile on his face and not a care in the world... or so he told himself. If Cara didn't need him then he didn't need her. He was a free man and he was out to night to remind himself that he loved it. He could have all the girls he wanted.

One by one he stuck the money into the girls g-string and she leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I get off at four." She pulled away and Dean gave her that oh so sexy wink that he knew woman loved.

As he finished off this last shot of downed his beer, his cell began to buzz in his pocket. His first thought was Cara. He hoped it was her so he could rub where he was in her face. He knew how she hated placed like this."Hello"

"Dean where the hell are you?"

"Sam...oh I uh decided to hit up a bar." Dean smiled at the waitress rubbed his shoulder as she walked by.

"Please tell me you aren't where I think you are."

"I am and it's awesome." Dean smiled, "You should get you ass out here. Maybe you could get laid before the world goes to crap."

"Not thanks Dean. You should get home."

"What for? I don't have anyone to answer to and I personally don't want to hear Cara and Prince Eric reconnecting." The very thought made him sick.

"Cara passed out on the couch waiting on you along with Jesse." Sam said, "He's worried about you Dean."

Dean never thought about Jesse when he left. Poor kid has been though enough already, "Ok I'll be home in half an hour." Dean told Sam and hung up the phone.

Just as promised Dean got to the house around 3:30 and went inside to see Jesse fast asleep on the couch but no Cara. Dean slowly shut the door trying not to wake anyone. Just as he turned around Cara flipped on the light and she stood there staring at him with her arms crossed, "Fun night?"

"Had a blast until Sam called." Dean said and walked passed her and hung his jacket on the rack. "I thought you were asleep."

"I got back up about ten minutes ago." She said and by the way he looked and smelt she knew where he had been. "I'm guessing you made a few new friends tonight."

Dean just smiled, "When do I not make friends but then again that's none of your business is it?"

"Don't give me that bullshit. Jesse has been worried about you. He thought you weren't coming back. Did you even think about that."

"No but I will talk to him tomorrow when he gets up. I'll tell him that I couldn't stay here and watch you with your tongue down that guys throat." Dean said and walked into the kitchen with Cara hot on his heals.

"Don't walk away from me. We're talking!"

"No you are talking." Dean said.

"Fine then you can listen. I didn't ask Eric to come here. He came on his own. There is nothing wrong with that. He loves me and wanted to see me and I never once had my tongue down his throat." Cara said.

"Whatever. Do what you want because I don't care." Dean snapped.

"Yeah I know you don't. The main reason we aren't together anymore. You don't care." Cara said back to him. That was something she wanted to say for a long time and now that she did it felt damn good.

Dean grabbed a beer from the fridge and slammed it shut. "I don't care? You really believe that?" he asked.

"What am I supposed to believe, Dean? That you loved me or cared about me? I don't think so because if that were the truth then you would have spoken up sooner. But that is not the point. The point is …..is that you're jealous that I have someone and you don't." she said.

"Oh really? Oh yeah I am real jealous of that guy. I had you once remember. I feel sorry for the guy. To have a girlfriend who lies and cheats on you…..he's a really lucky guy."

"Excuse me? When have I ever cheated on him?" Cara asked with her arms folded over her chest.

"I think it was less that twenty four hours ago you were kissing me so don't stand there and tell me how perfect your relationship is. If you want him then fine go be with him." Dean said. "Dont let me stand in your way."

"I am with him thank you very much.." Cara said.

"Great. Hope you are."

"I am very happy. You have no idea how happy he makes me." Cara said. "Happy in life and…and in the bedroom!" she said without even really thinking. She just wanted to get under his skin now.

"Is that so?" Dean said and walked closer to her. "How happy?" he asked.

"That's my business plus I wouldn't want to make you feel bad about yourself. Eric is everything you're not and thats what I…"

"You what, Cara?" Dean asked.

"That's what I love about him. He's not you!" she said and turned to walk away but suddenly Dean grabbed her by the arm and turned her around, pinning her against the wall, "What the hell are you doing?" she asked.

"This." He said before kissing her hard.

As much as Cara wanted to kiss him back she couldn't do it again. Eric was just upstairs and either way this was wrong. She pushed him away and slapped him hard across the face, "Don't ever think about doing that again." She warned before storming out of the room and up the stairs. Dean just laughed as he rubbed his face and walked toward the den.

When he got into the den he saw Jesse sitting up on the couch, "Hey buddy. What are you doing up?" Dean asked him and turned on the lamp.

"It's kind of hard to sleep with you and Cara yelling at each other." Jesse said.

"Sorry about that." Dean told him and walked over to the couch, "We were just disagreeing on something."

"No you were fighting. I know the difference. I'm not a little kid." Jesse said.

"Good point."

"Why do you always fight with each other?" he asked

"I wish I knew. Me and Cara have…issues." Dean said. He really wasn't sure what to call it. Sexual tension would be inappropriate to say right now.

"You should just tell her you love her and everything will be ok." Jesse smiled at him, "Get her some flowers. My dad use to do that for my mom when she was mad at him."

"You're pretty smart for a kid but I don't think flowers will help me out with her."

"Why not?"

"Well because she is with Eric now." Dean said, rolling his eyes.

"Lets just get rid of him. If he's not here then you and Cara can talk. I don't think she likes him very much."

"Why do you say that?" Dean asked.

"Because after you left she was worried and didn't talk to Eric very much."

"Is that so?" Dean said. So maybe Cara did really care about him and she wasn't as in love as she wanted him to believe. "Ok well you just go upstairs and get tot sleep. We can talk about this in the morning."

"Ok. Night Dean." Jesse said and headed to the stair but before he went up he turned to Dean and said, "You know I could always turn Eric into a dog or something."

Dean laughed, "I would love to see that. I always wanted a dog. See you in the morning kiddo." Dean said and stretched out on the couch not knowing what he had just done."

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The next morning Cara woke up to the feeling of something wet on her skin and smiled, Eric stop it. We are in my uncle house." She said but it never stopped. "Eric I'm serious." She said opened her eyes to see a golden retriever sitting on the bed next to her licking her face, "What the hell?" she said and sat up, "How did you get in here?"

Cara climbed out of bed and called the yellow dog and he followed. When she got down stairs she saw Dean, Jesse, and Sam already in the kitchen, "Have you seen Eric?" she asked.

"Nope and don't care." Dean said.

"Real nice Dean." She said. "And who let a dog in the house?"

Dean turned and saw a dog sitting by Cara winning and he dropped his plate, "No way."

"What is it?" Cara asked.

Dean eyes just went to Jesse who had his head buried in his plate. "Jesse?" Jesse looked up slowly at Dean, "Please tell me you didn't."

"Didn't what?" Cara asked and the room was silent, "Somebody tell me what's going on?"

Dean frowned at Jesse and looked back to Cara, "Good news is you found Eric."

"What?" she asked, "I haven't seen him."

"Actually you have." Dean said and his eyes went to the dog.

Cara followed Dean and saw the dog scratching at her leg winning, "No way. Please tell me you're joking." She said.

"Well…..I did say I wanted a dog." Dean said. By the look on Cara's face she was about to explode and this was not going to be good for anyone.

*Sorry its been a long time. I have been working on other things. I hope you liked the chapter and please review!