Author's Note - Hey, peoples! Here is chapter 6! As the last chapter was a bit angst, but I decided to give you a really nice chapter, as I am that kind. Please - please please, please, please - do read AND review...I feel a bit...sad, really when I only had four comments so far.

As this story is a romantic story, so if you hate the idea of being kissed and that kind of crap - please close this window and start a new one, thanks. However, the next chapter will get even worse than the last chapter about the angst...as the title of this story will happen soon... thank you for your time to read my note and the story! ENJOY! :P

Oh, the disclaimer as well -

Dean Winchester and Sammy - Eric Kripke

Katie Wilson - my character.

Thank you!

So that was pretty much how I met them. I lost all of my family, but I gained two more. I dropped the t-shirt down and took my bra off and pants off and went into the shower. I slowly wetted my hair and began to hum the song of Eye of the Tiger.

"EYE…..of the Ti….ger!" I sang out loud as I washed my hair with the proper shampoo that I forced Dean to buy every time I asked him to go to shop. I didn't live in luxurious places, but I really liked my hair that it should be proper looked after. I kept it long, but not too long that it could be on the way.

It took about twenty minutes to finish, brushing teeth included and I went out of the bathroom with a towel around myself and went to my purple duffel bag and put my shampoo back with my toothbrush. I grabbed my clean underwear and put them on, with holding my towel up as it covered my womanhood.

I didn't realize that Dean was still there – getting changed. He was watching me, getting changed as I took my towel off and wrapped it around my head. I smirked and grabbed a pair of black tights, a black tank top and a pair of short black shorts out of the bag and put it on myself slowly as Dean watched me…I pretended that he wasn't there.

I grabbed my grey converse out of the bag and put them on as I dried my hair from the damp towel and dried it with the motel dryer. I smirked and I faced Dean, who just grew redder.

"Well. Dean. Did you see me back then?" I asked and crossed my arms and he nodded quietly, but he went back to the duffel bag.

"Sam had gone to get the vampires. Beheading…so I am stuck here, watching you like a babysitter." Dean twanged his mouth and I rolled my eyes. Dean was wearing his usual clothes and flopped onto his bed as I grabbed a book out of the duffel bag and began to read on Dean's chest, who just watched telly.

I may look Dean as a crush, but Dean looked at me as his little sister, I suppose. With benefits.

Sam came back about an hour later, full of blood splotched on his neck and his face and he took his jacket off, like it was so disgusting. He began to make it out of a big fuss and he acted like a drag queen about it and went to the shower. I just looked at Dean, who just shrugged.

"I reckon he is gay." I sighed and Dean just blurted laughter. He was laughing so much, that he was actually in tears.

"Oh, Katie…I could kiss you right now. I seriously could." He chuckled and wiped his tears off as I carried on reading my book on Dean's chest.

"Go ahead, then." I sighed and it was just silent, except the quiet shower sound. The TV just turned off and I looked at the TV, then at Dean who just looked at me…there weren't any laughter effects on his face, it was like he just never laughed a minute ago. He sat up and he just looked at my eyes. He put his elbow on his upraised left leg and he just leaned close to me. I dropped my book onto the floor and just leaned into his lips.

I could feel them right now, and we were trading our breaths. I slowly turned my body around, to face Dean and I could see his cute freckles across his nose and cheeks. I could count every single strand of his eyebrows and oh, god…his long but gorgeous eyelashes that I just wanted to kiss. He put his arms around my waist and just pulled me closer and our lips finally connected.

It was even better than I expected. It was soft, amazing, brilliant and completely over the moon. It was slow at start, then I put my arms around his neck and we just began to kiss softly, but his mouth was gone as we both were out of breath. I sighed from relief, but groaned from pleasure as Dean's soft but smooth lips were on my neck.

I giggled as it really tickled me that much and he stopped for a minute to look at me. I looked down to Dean and he just smiled so gently and he lifted me onto his lap and he just looked at my face, and lifted his finger and slowly stroked so tenderly on my cheek. I bit my lip from groaning and he just smiled softly…like he wasn't himself. He was one of those people when you annoy him, he annoys you back and if you treat him what you wanted to be treated, he would expect the same thing as well. And even he looked so tough and a player, he had the hugest heart you will expect on a guy.

"You have got the softest cheeks, I could chew on them…" he licked his lips and he brought his lips to my nape and began to kiss so softly and also it kept getting harder and harder every time he kissed on it.

I gasped shockingly at the way he sucked my neck and it was both pleasure and shock at the same time. I looked at Dean, and we both heard the shower off and the door being opened. Dean was shocked for a second and he then placed me, right next to him as he picked the book up so quickly and threw it at me as he went body-long lied down on the bed. I hastily took my bookmark off and looked up at the bathroom door as it was opened by Sam, who was covered by a towel from the bottom half. I got to admit, he was quite good-looking.

"Right. What are we going to do now, then?" Sam asked as he grabbed a pair of boxers and some jeans with a white t-shirt with a black checkered shirt. I turned around and faced Dean, who had bruised lips and as that thought just appeared in my head – I immediately put my hand up to the place where Dean bit me.

"Well, you two had been killing vampires too, so hopefully we had killed them all." Sam sighed as he put his head on his hands. I took a quick glance at Dean and he just looked at me and smiled softly. "I suppose…we are finished now. So, are we going to leave the town?" Sam asked and leaned back to the chair.

"Yeah, I suppose." I shrugged and closed the book and stood up and stretched myself. "I mean…this room is so depressing. Literally too depressing." I rolled my eyes and walked up to the bag and Sam nodded as he agreed with me.

"Sam. You go and book ourselves out, alright? I will pack my stuff and then get the car ready…okay?" Dean stood up and stretched himself as well as I was already packing my stuff. The door opened after a muffled reply – yes. And then, it was so silent. Everything was so silent, that you only could hear my and Dean's breathing.

"Dean, can you give me my book, please?" I asked as I held my hand out behind me, towards Dean. I still was waiting for it and I didn't hear anything as well. Just empty silence. "Don't bother. I'll fetch it, then - - " I felt hands on my waist and before I knew it, I was flipped around and was faced to Dean's lips on my lips and I quietly chuckled and went onto my toes and smirked into the kiss as I placed my arms around his neck as he just rubbed my waist and tried to get into my shorts, but I slapped his hands off and he chuckled.

"Dean. I may like you and you are clearly a sex addict, but you forgot that I am actually 16 and plus Sam could come back at any time. Do you want to have another black eye, idiot?" I scoffed as I let go of his soft lips and I was still on my toes and arms around his neck.

"…we could lock the door." Dean grinned like an idiot and I let go of his neck and slapped his back of his head. "OW! What? I was saying what it was on my head…" he smirked and picked me up and slapped me to a wall really hard and he put his tongue into my mouth.