"So, that date sucked, huh?" Dean asked, leaning back on his car, "Your worst fear attacked you. That can't feel good."
"No, but it could have been worse. We could have been trapped in an airplane in a hostage situation."
Dean shuddered and I laughed, "Oh, God. Good point."
"So, what now?"
Just then, my phone rang. It was my cousin, Richie.
"Hey, Rich," I said, "Yeah. Maine? Now? Richie, I can't. But... Fine... Yeah, we'll be there. Sure, bye."
I sighed and hung up my phone.
"What's up?" Dean asked.
"That was my cousin. Tru and I have to be in Maine in two days. We have to go. Sorry."
I started to walk back to my car, stopped, turned around, and kissed Dean on the cheek.
"What was that for?"
"For being sweet and saving my life in there."
He smiled and grabbed my shoulders, "Well, in that case..." He leaned down and kissed me back. My heart jumped again and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Yeah, it sounds cheesy, but I couldn't help it. Besides, my feet hurt and he just happened to be tall enough to get me off them for a few moments. I'm bad.
"Tru!" I called when I finally pulled away, "Tru, we have to get to Maine!"
She walked to the passenger's side of my car and climbed in. I started the car and waved to Dean, who waved back, before pulling out and heading down the road back to the motel.
"You were right, Tru, I was wrong," Tru hinted once we were out of the parking lot.
"What?"
"Don't play dumb, I saw your little liplock there. You practically screamed 'Do me, now!'"
"Shut up," I said as we got our bags and checked out.
"I will when you say it, Andy. You know I was right."
We climbed into the car again and pulled out.
"Say it. Andy? Say it."
"Fine, will it make you shut the hell up?!"
"Yes, it will."
"Fine, you were right, I was wrong."
"Thank you."
At last, peace and quiet.
"So his brother was cute, too."
So much for that.
THE END
(A/N) I was in a hurry to finish this one, because I have a new one coming that may be a little bit funnier. So, quality ending was cut short. By a long shot.