We go out on 3 more dates over the next month and a half. I don't mind that he travels for work when he surprises me at the bar when he is back in town. I haven't invited him up to my apartment yet, and he hasn't taken me home. We haven't slept together since the night under the stars. He walks into the bar with the same two guys from that night months ago. He's been gone for over a week and he smiles just a bit when he sees me. My heart skips a beat and I go over to the open part of the bar where I assume they will sit.

"Hi there fella's, what can I get for you?" I ask.

"Hayden, this is my brother Sam" he says gesturing to the tall man on his right "and I believe you already met Cas." He says nodding his head to the one in the trench coat.

I extend my hand to both of them. "Nice to meet you. Hayden" I say as I shake hands.

"Pleasures ours." Sam says in return. Cas shakes my hand and awkwardly puts his hand back down to the side. They order 3 beers and I pass them over. "How do you two know each other?" Sam asks sipping his beer.

"Well this is my bar, Sammy. Of course I would know the hottest bartender around." He winks towards me.

"Don't get caught up in his game Hayden." Sam laughs. I laugh back and turn to help another customer.

"Too late" I hear Dean say. I look over my shoulder to see Sam raising his eyebrows at his brother then nodding as he sips his beer.

"Of course" Sam chuckles out loud with an eye roll.

"Looks like we won't be back here pretty soon" Cas chirps in. Dean punches him on the arm and Cas looks at him confused. I see Dean looking at me with a concerned look but I turn away and try not to dwell on it. The bar is pretty empty that night so I get let off early. I hang around the bar with the guys a bit before I leave. When I get home I take a quick shower and hop into bed. I get a phone call around 3 in the morning from Dean.

I grab the phone and answer groggily "hello?"

"Hey girl. I'm downstairs, come let me up?" He slurs out. I can tell he's extremely drunk.

"What? No!" I respond.

"Come on, don't make me knock on every door to find you." He teases "you know I will!" He adds in. I take a moment to think about it.

"Fine, but your sleeping on the couch!" I say hanging up the phone. I go downstairs to walk him in. When we get inside he tries to kiss me. I slip away from him and give him a side glance.

He shrugs off his coat and smiles back. "Had to try" he says sitting on the couch. I sit on the couch next him and we talk about music.

I wake up in the morning in the bed. I don't remember making it back to bed but roll over and no one is there. Dean stayed on the couch. I run my fingers through my hair quickly and head out to the living area. There's a single picked flower on my table with a note "thanks for taking me in. D"

I head into work that night with the flower in my hair. I don't know if he will be there or not but I feel great either way. A few hours into my shift around the time it starts to get busy a woman comes in and sits at the bar. I go over to serve her and she leans in to me so I could hear her. "I know you know Dean so could you give him his keys next time you see him?" She asks me pulling out a set of keys and handing them over to me. I open my hand and accept them "thanks" she says and bounces out of the bar. I stick the keys into my jean pocket and get back to work.