Bree's phone alarm started going off making both Dean and her to jolt awake. She let out a small laugh while reaching for her phone to turn off the alarm. She laid her head back onto his chest. And she couldn't stop the smile from forming as he placed a small kiss on the top of her head. Bree raised up to place a small kiss on his lips.

"I have to get ready for work." She said sadly while sitting up.

"You sure? I was thinking we could just lay in bed all day." Dean pulled her back down, making them chest to chest, to give her a strong kiss. She lost all thought for a moment and gave in for a while until she remembered she needed this job.

She sat back up abruptly. "I need this job, Dean. Believe me, I would much rather do this all day." She laughed a little."By the way, I don't even have your phone number.." She left it open ended that way he could take it as he pleased. He grabbed the phone from her hand and put his number in the phone with a smirk on his face. She makes her way over to her dresser pulling out some panties then quickly sliding them on.

"Nooo!" He called out behind her. Making her just shake her head before grabbing a bra and quickly putting it on.

"This is the most depressing thing I've ever seen." He says in a serious tone. After putting his number in her phone, he sent himself a text from her phone so he would have her number too. Not wanting to but seeing he didn't have an option he got up grabbing his boxers and putting them on.

"I guess to check on Sammy anyway."

Breanna almost cringing at his name. She had forgotten about the kiss they shared and him walking in while Dean and her started to mess around the other night.

"How is Sam, anyway?" She asked hoping Dean wouldn't take it the wrong way. Hoping to talk to Dean while she finished getting ready.

He chuckled, "He's fine. Yeah, he was a little mad at first. Especially considering you kissed him after your 'date'."

"It wasn't a date! Or a real kiss for that matter." She interrupted.

"Well whatever happened. You made an impression on Sammy-boy, when I broke it to him you were my girl not his. He didn't believe it at first, once he caught us the other night. It became more clear to him. Besides, I explained it to him while we were gone."

Ignoring the last part of what he said, she turned around from the bathroom where she was putting on make-up to look at him sitting on the foot of her bed putting his boots on.

"Your.. your girl?" She said not understanding.

"I don't mean like, boyfriend girlfriend obviously." He said correcting his mistake.

"I mean like, you are already having sex with one Winchester.. he would just have to accept it."

"Oh, yeah." She said quietly turning to the mirror.

Breanna should have known better than to think that they would be anything more than fuck-buddies. She could feel herself being more and more drawn to him. He just felt so good to be around. Especially since he called her beautiful before they had sex, it just made her feel like maybe something could come of this. Never looking away from the mirror, not wanting him to see her upset. She finished up her make up by putting on mascara as he made his way into the bathroom.

"You okay?" He said noticing that she almost had tears in her eyes along with a look on her face.

She immediately smiled, "Yeah of course, just kinda stabbed myself in the eye." Followed by the best laugh she could make at the moment.

She walked by him in the door way and grabbed a pair of black jean shorts that were pretty short, pulling them on struggling over her ass. Then a white really low cut T-shirt. Pulling the shirt over her head making sure her boobs looked good as she glanced in the mirror.

"You're wearing that.. to work?" He said a little concerned.

"Well yeah,, why not? I make money based off how good I look, plus a little cleavage goes a long way." She started braiding her hair to the side.

"Uh, that's a little more than a cleavage, baby.."

Just the reaction she was hoping for. She was going to play it cool on the outside but if he didn't want to be exclusive she was going to make him a little jealous. He walked up to her and held her head in his hands and gave her a small kiss. She broke the kiss off premature.

"I really need to get going." She says then grabs a pair of socks from the dresser. Sits on her bed then pulls them on followed by her work shoes. Standing up she smiles at him and starts heading down the stairs he follows behind her. When they get to the door with out stopping she grabs her purse. Turns off the light and reaches out for the door but before she can grab it Dean grabs her.

"I just didn't want guys getting the wrong idea about you is all."

"Well, I think guys get the appropriate idea about me, Dean." She pecks him on his lips before opening the door waiting for him to walk out the door and she follows behind. Then locking the door before turning to him.

"I think me and Sammy have another job we need to go do. This one is a little further east so we may be gone a little longer." He said looking for some sort of reaction.

"Well you know where to find me, Winchester." She said with a wink as she made her way to her car to head to work.

"Can't wait 'til I get back, sweet cheeks!" He yells after her.

She gets in her car then rolls the window down, "Me either!" she says with a smile.

As soon as she is fully out of sight Dean runs his hands through his hair and makes his way to his house.

When he walks into his house he heads straight to the fridge for a beer. Walking into the living room he finds Sammy on his laptop on the couch so he plops down beside him.

"Busy day?" Sammy said with a chuckle knowing Dean only went over to Breanna's to get laid.

"Something like that.." He said quietly.

Dean has never been one to talk about his feelings but he actually liked this girl. He never got too close to anyone, especially females. And the fact that she was going to work at bar dressed how she was dressed made him feel something he wasn't familiar with.. jealously. He couldn't let her know that so he just made it seem like he was looking out for her. They sat not talking for a while, Dean taking sips of his beer every few seconds.

"You found a case, yet?" Dean says hoping that he's found something. Since he just lied and told Bree they had a job out East.

"A couple that could be our thing but I don't know."

"Well pick one and let's go." Dean said finishing off his beer. Not giving Sam time to say anything he goes and grabs his already packed bag and heads to the garage to start up baby. Knowing that killing some evil bastard would get him over all of these feelings he was.. well feeling.

-IOH-

Work was decent for Breanna that night and for the next few days. Dean came back after 5 days and he came straight over and they had sensational sex off and on the entire time he was there. This is the routine they started, she wasn't sure what kind of jobs he needed to do all over the country but it wasn't her place to ask. She just made him comfortable while he was home. So he came and went every few days, always leaving on another trip.

In her free time off of work while Dean was gone she went into town and discovered new things. Scarlet and her became good friends, she even told Bree about a yoga class that she sometimes took in town. That was great news to her, something active for her to do that wasn't too hard on her but at the same time would help her relieve some stress. Not to mention give her something other to do besides work and have sex with Dean.

Dean and Breanna had been doing this for over a month now. With no signs of slowing down or becoming an actual relationship. Breanna did everything in her power to not be a 'girl', and act like she needed him and Dean acted like he was only there for sex. I mean she was having the best sex of her life and she wasn't going to do anything to jeopardize that. He hadn't called her beautiful or perfect again, reminding himself not to get too close. He just knew it wouldn't last, she didn't even seem interested in being anything more so he left it at that. He would send a text every day saying "Good morning" while he was gone, so she always had something from him to wake up from. She would always respond but that was the only text she would get. Didn't bother her too much she just assumed he had to be really busy doing whatever it was that he was doing. Somehow both of them too scared to ask the other one if they were going to ever go further.

Dean had been gone for almost a week this time.

As she was getting ready for bed she saw her mom calling her, she already had tried her a few times since Dean left this last time but she was trying to have a good worry free life as of lately. Definitely not in the mood to listen to her mom talk up Derek. She was doing exactly what she wanted, just living life. But she decided to answer this time.

"Hello, mother." Breanna answered plainly.

"I've been trying to reach you, young lady."

"Well you've got me!" She said sarcastically.

"I just know your birthday is tomorrow and I know you are in a new town, may not know many people. If you were wanting I could fly you into Houston.. We would love to see you."

"Ugh, no thank you mom. I'm doing just fine here. Wait, who's we?"

"Derek and I, sweetheart."Her mother says sweetly, hoping she wouldn't be mad.

"Are you kidding me?! He's still there?"

"Well you know how I lonely I get in this house ever since Robert passed. And I have the room so he's been staying here waiting on you to change your mind."

"You are unbelievable mom. Thanks for thinking of me. I've had a long day, I'm going to sleep."

She quickly hangs up before letting her mom respond. She has never been the type to celebrate her birthday too much. She remember her 20th birthday when she arrived in Paris.

-IOH-

Just arriving in Paris.. The city of love. It felt so surreal to her, more beautiful than she had imagined. It being one of her many destinations as she traveled the world. She decided to stop in a local café once she finally made it. Book of French translation in her hand trying to order a coffee and a scone from the waiter. She had only said it once in English hoping he would catch it, seeing as it wasn't too far from the french version. But he only shook his head no.

While flipping through her book looking for the words she hears, "Elle aimerait un scone et café." In expert French.

Making her look up from her book, eyes meeting with a tall, dark, very handsome man.

"Thank you.." She said then realized she should say it in French. "Merci.." Quickly followed.

"You are welcome, mademoiselle." The handsome man said in clear English only adding emphasis on the "mademoiselle".

"You, uh speak English?" She says curiously.

"Born in the States myself.. Derek." He says with a smile, taking a seat with her gesturing to himself.

"Breanna.. You can call me Bree." She said with the sweetest smile she could muster.

-IOH-

Shaking off the memory she decided to call it a night. She didn't want to make herself upset, she didn't deserve to make herself upset. Sleep came to her quickly just hoping Dean would be home tomorrow.

Awaking early, she realized today marked one entire week now he had been gone. The longest he had ever been gone, and she was really starting to miss him.

She woke up to a text from Dean, "Good morning, sweet cheeks. Almost done. Be home soon."

She couldn't help but smile at his text, so she responded "Longest week ever. Miss your sexy ass."

She did miss him, not just his body but she was trying to keep things casual. Getting out of bed she did her regular routine. Stretched a little before taking a shower. Put on some make up and got dressed because today her and Scarlet had plans to go shopping. Just as she was finishing doing her hair in loose curls her door bell rang. With a glance at the clock she noticed Scarlet was about 2 whole hours early. She rolled her eyes thinking her friend must have just gotten the time wrong.

She made her way down the stairs yelling, "Coming!".

When she made it to the door and opened it with a smile, "I thought we were meeting la.."

Before she can get he words out her eyes meet with a pair of familiar brown eyes.

"Hey Bree baby, long time no see?"

All of the color flushed from Bree's face, like she is seeing a ghost. Only one person EVER called her that. Someone she thought or hoped she would never see again.. Derek.