"How were the other patients?" Dean asked me as I returned to his room.

"Fine," I replied, contently.

"Fine?" Dean asked.

"What?" I asked back.

"We were making so much progress and now all you can give me a one word answer?" Dean asked.

"No!" I exclaimed.

"See, there you go again with the one word answers," Dean said.

"The patients were fine. Look, four words," I pointed out.

"Good job," he replied, sarcastically. The both of us laughed and I sat next to the chair by his hospital bed.

"So if we were making so much progress, then why don't you tell me something about yourself?" I asked.

"Nah, you don't want to know about me. I'm boring," Dean replied.

"Oh come on, I shared something personal with you. It's only fair if you can share something with me," I said.

"Who said I played fair?" Dean smirked.

"Please?" I asked.

"Fine. I don't have a middle name," Dean replied. "Happy?"

"Oh come on! I told you about my weird and creepy obsession with the human heart! You've got to give me something other than the fact that you don't have a middle name," I exclaimed, playfully. He smiled at me.

"If you really want to know, my dad, my brother and I are all really close. We uh, had to carry on the family business when my mom was killed in a… house fire. My dad died a couple years ago saving my ass so… yeah, if that's personal enough for you," Dean replied. I could tell he was reliving several painful memories.

"Dean, I'm so sorry. I didn't know. You didn't have to tell me-," I said, reaching out and grabbing his hand. He looked up at me, surprised at what I was doing.

"Well if it got you to hold my hand then I'm okay with that," Dean replied.

I smiled a big, "Well then maybe you should share things like that more often with me. You never know when something like this will happen."

"Maybe I should," he smirked.

"But really, Dean, I'm so sorry for you loss. My dad died in a car accident when I was young and my mom just passed away about a year ago so… I know how it feels to lose a parent," I said back.

He shot me a sympathetic smile, "You win some, you lose some, you know?"

"Sure," I replied, nodding. I could tell that he was trying to be 'manly' by brushing it off but I could see the pain written all over his face. This guy was damaged. Why did that make my attraction to him grow stronger? Wow, now I was fucked up.

"Hey, are you coming home?" Alex asked, coming into the room. Dean and I immediately let go of each others' hands.

"Yeah, just a minute," I said back.

"Okay, I'll be in the car," Alex replied.

"Okay," I said. Once Alex was gone Dean cleared his throat.

"You never told me you had a boyfriend," he started.

"I don't," I replied.

"You just happen to live with that guy?" Dean asked.

"Yeah. I live with two other interns too. Bradley, Katie, and Alex. When my mom passed, she uh left her house to me. I was moving here anyways to start my internship so I moved in the house. It felt weird being alone in it so I looked for roommates. Alex and I are not dating. I don't think of him that way," I replied, chuckling a little at the end.

"Really? Because it kind of seems like he's into you," Dean replied.

"He is not," I argued, playfully.

"I don't know, it kind of seems like he is. I don't really blame the guy, though. He glared at me a couple of times and you should've seen his reaction when he saw us holding hands. I don't think he's my biggest fan," Dean replied. Was he right?

"I doubt that," I said.

"I wouldn't be too sure," Dean replied.

"Okay, well I'm off for the next twenty four hours. I think it's about the first time I've ever been off before five," I chuckled.

"You're leaving already?" Dean asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Oh, okay, so I'll see you tomorrow?" Dean
asked.

"Yeah, I'll be back by tomorrow," I replied.

"Bye, Jennie," Dean said.

"Bye," I replied.

At home, Katie and Bradley I had immediately gone to sleep. The thing was though, all I could think about was Dean. He was lonely… he didn't have anyone. His brother was off on some business trip and he had no one back at the hospital. Well, he had no one but me. I felt terrible. The thing was, I had really started feeling something for Dean and that was a bad sign. He kept hitting on me but when we started talking about our personal life… I couldn't help myself. Underneath the façade he put on, there was something there. Something that I knew I wanted to get to know. Someone I could see myself loving.

I got some stuff together in a bag and hurried out of my room.

"Hey where are you going?" Alex asked, seeing me.

"I'm going back to the hospital," I replied.

"But we're off," Alex started.

"I know, I just want to check on Dean," I said back.

"Oh, okay," Alex said.

"I'll see you when I get back," I said back, before leaving.