DEAN'S POV

Stephanie kept her arms around my neck, after we surfaced for air, and I put my hands on her hips, to help her balance.

'Are ACDC good? I've never listened to them,' she asked, and I smiled.

'Dam straight- they're awesome.'

'I wanna hear them.'

'I think you'll like them,' I told her. 'I'll have to show you sometime.' She kissed me quickly, then smiled.

'I'd love that.' She said, snuggling into my chest.

'I'd love you to love that' I smiled.

My stomach chose that moment to grumble, and Annie giggled.

"I'm hungry too, join me for lunch?"

"Sure," I smiled, loving the suggestion. Stephanie hopped up, and grabbed my arm, pulling me up off the wall. I grabbed her, and pulled her close and kissed her again before we walked towards Kady's, hand in hand.

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After a long and satisfying lunch, I walked up to the local hospital, and bluffed my way in to see Ben.

"Hey, man." I said, walking into the room, in which he was lying. One of his arms were broken, and he was bruised and battered. Even though Dean didn't know this, Ben was only still here because his mother was a nurse, and Ben, who had a lust for more than one of the younger nurses, was milking it to the best of his ability.

"Hey, do I know you?" He asked.

"Dude, we were in primary school together. You don't remember me?" (Dean had learnt from Annie that Ben had moved here a couple of years ago, and had previously lived in Boston.)

"Nahh, sorry, man. What was your name?"

" Dean, Dean Winchester. I'm passing through here with my Dad, thought I'd see how you were, see if you knew any single girls and hang out, but doesn't seem like you're doing too well, mate."

"Yeah, see..." Ben told his macho, over-the-top story, and Dean laughed and listened along. Afterwards, Dean stood up.

"If your still here when I break out, I'll introduce you to the ladies," Ben offered.

"Thanks mate," Dean leant intimidating over Ben, "You know, I lied.

You know that girl, Stephanie, whom you were referring to as a little slut, she's my girlfriend. Just don't think I wouldn't break your other arm, or that nose of yours." Dean flicked the guys bruising, causing Ben to gasp in pain.

Dean grinned as he walked out. He would have liked to have killed the guy with his bare hands, but for now, the having made the kid wet himself, and lie there for a good while in it (Dean had disabled his call button) would be enough.