She parked in the driveway of her house, the porch lights were on. And the Impala was parked on the street. She really should tell the boys to park her in the driveway.

Closing the door of her car she hesitated. She didn't know what was going to happen once she went in. funny enough, she was nervous, but she knew what she wanted. She just had to find out if the other party wanted the same thing.

She walked up the steps and onto the porch and opened the door softly. Walking into the living room she saw dean half lying on the couch, he was sleeping. And she didn't see Sam so surmised he was in his room sleeping. She sat on the coffee table facing dean. She didn't know how she was going to wake him but decided gentle was best.

With one hand she touched his knee. "Dean" he moved his head sideways to a better position and kept sleeping. She tried again. "Dean wake up" by then she had moved her hand onto his leg when he had moved himself.

"Touching me when I'm sleeping isn't a good thing" he murmured. She pulled her hand away embarrassed.

"Sorry" she murmured and put her hands in her lap. He rubbed his eyes.

"What time is it?"

"Midnight – give or take a minute, I only woke you so that you'd go to bed and get proper sleep" he sat up straighter and doing so went closer to her.

"I'm glad you woke me up, but I was waiting for you" he looked at her.

"What do you want from me Dean?" she asked him softly, looking him right in the eye. He leant back on the couch again.

"I'm not like Sam; I'm no good at this kind of stuff"

"What kind of stuff, why don't you stop worrying about what is the right thing to do and just do what you want? For someone who doesn't like chick flick moments, you really are aiming at doing one right now"

"That was a mouthful" he murmured.

"Well I don't have anything to loose" it was a shocking aim at making him do something but she was beyond caring. "If you don't want me then say so, I am a big girl and can handle rejection much better now"

He nodded. "Fine" he stood up.

Her heart stopped. He was leaving? "You're leaving?"

"No I'm just doing what you ordered" she looked up at him confused.

"You are, I didn't order you to stand up" he pulled her up.

"No but you told me to just do what I want, and I am"

"And what about the right thing to do?"

"Screw the right thing; I'm tired of being nice"
"dean –"he put a finger against her lips.

"listen to what I am going to say, I didn't notice you back then because I was an idiot and I was a kid, but I've noticed you now, and its not cause of the magazine, sure every man likes beautiful women, but that's not what counts, at least not in my world, I've never been given a lot of things, always had to hunt down what I wanted"
"so if you saying you want me to wait for you for the day you'll come back when this is over – will you be loyal to me with all those damsels in distress gig?" she asked. He gave her a side smile.

"Hey I've got Sam to keep me on the straight" he told her with a smile.

"Right"

"I'm a one woman guy An, I don't have time for games"

"So what are you saying?"

"That I would like you to wait for me, for when this is over, I'll come back" she looked down then back at him.

"Really?"

"Really"

"Well Winchester you've got yourself a deal" they leaned closer and kissed.

Dean wasn't a chick flick guy, but he had to admit that that kiss was the sweetest thing he had ever had. And guess what.

It didn't include killing any demons.

Ten points for Dean.

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well that's the end of a tiny tale of the Winchesters……..

thanks for reading!