Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters. Same goes for Prison Break. Although I do own Annie and Lexie.
A/N: I had planned on getting this out earlier but my Gram came up this morning and stayed until about an hour ago. Buuut, I did get it out today! That's a plus! :) -Kalli
Not Love
"Truth or Dare?"
"No way!" Annie laughed, smacking Alexis on her arm. "What are we, in Junior High?"
"Truth or Dare? Or..." Lexie giggled, pausing for dramatic effect. "...you can take three shots."
"Three?! I thought we were only doing one?"
"What are we, in Junior High?" Lexie smirked.
"Okay fine, fine. Uhh..." Annie bit her lip and thought. "Dare?"
Lexie nodded and grinned, tilting her head in the direction of the bartender. "You gotta flash Mr. Liquor."
"Lexie!" Annie whined and shook her head.
"Nittany." She whined in return, using the nickname given to her when they met.
"Mr. Liquor!" Lexie giggled and bumped shoulders with Annie when he kept his back to them.
"Lexie, I think his name is Doug or Drew or D'Artagnan or something like that..." Annie giggled after she took another shot.
Lexie shook her head and cleared her throat. "Mr. Liquor! Whoo-Hoo!"
Annie bit her lip and grabbed the hem of her shirt, ready to lift it as Mr. Liquor turned around, but stopping when her cell phone rang.
"Ignore it."
"I can't, it's--" Annie stopped and stared at the number. "it's Sam."
"Nittany--"
"I gotta take this, Lexi. Sammy." She grinned, a frown soon replacing it as she cupped a hand against her other ear. "Slow down, Sweetie. What about Dean?"
"Nittany?"
Annie shook her head and hopped from the stool, hurrying her way outside. "Sammy, where are you?"
Lexie stepped out the door and rushed over to Annie, placing a hand on her arm. "Annie, what's wrong?"
"I'm leaving right now." Annie turned to Lexie as she searched her pockets. "It's Dean, I--I gotta get to Dean."
"Sweetie, what are you looking for?"
"My keys, I can't find my keys." Her tears finally falling as she patted at her jeans.
Lexie pulled Annie into a hug and hushed her, pulling away when she calmed. "Honey, you don't have any keys, you took the bus to meet me."
"But I need to get to Dean..."
"I can hook you up with a ride."
--
Annie pushed her way through nurses and doctors as she ran through the hallway.
"Sam?!" Annie ignored the weird looks she was getting from everyone around her, her eyes searching wildy for that shaggy head. "Sam?!"
Rounding the corner she smacked right into the man she was looking for.
"God," Sam groaned and rubbed at his chest. "I heard you yelling, I just didn't expect you to come bounding around the corner like that."
"How is he? Where is he?" She swallowed the lump in her throat when Sam didn't answer, just nodding his head in the direction down the hall.
Annie followed after Sam but stopped in the doorway. Her heart clenching at the sight of a deathly pale Dean sitting in a hospital bed.
"Up for a visitor?" Annie asked, small smile on her lips as she came to stand beside Sam.
"Annie." A smile graced Dean's lips, the first actual smile that Sam had seen since the incident.
"I'm going to do some research, we're not finished, Dean." Sam sent a pointed look in his brother's direction before heading out of the room.
Annie smiled a sad smile and rubbed at Dean's calf. "Anything I can do for you?"
"You could put on one of those hot nurse dresses and give me a sponge bath." He shot her a smirk.
Laughing Annie smirked back and patted his leg. "Dean, Dean."
"Hmm Mmm." Dean shook his head. "Call me Baby, and can you kinda groan when you say it?"
Annie swatted at his side and climbed in next to him, snugly curled up against him. "You don't look dirty...baby."
"I'm very dirty. And you didn't groan." Dean pouted slightly before resting his hand over hers on his chest.
"How bad is it Dean?" She asked quietly then noticing how his hand tightened over hers for a moment or two.
"Let's not talk about that." He whispered, placing a soft kiss to the side of her head.
The two laid there, staring blankly at the tv screen. Annie stroking his chest softly, Dean breathing in the scent of her shampoo.
"I think I'm falling in love with you." Dean whispered a while later, knowing now was probably the time to bring it up. "I've been having these dreams--since before you left."
Annie shook her head. "That's not love, Dean, that's lust."
"No." Dean disagreed. "These dreams--or whatever they are, they're so real. I can feel you. I think it might be love. I'm pretty sure."
"If you're not sure, then I don't think it's love you're feeling, Dean."
"Could you try not to ruin the moment?" Dean exclaimed.
Annie giggled and nodded. "Sorry. Tell me what you're feeling."
"Okay. 'The Feelings Door' is closing." Dean groaned and climbed from the bed, Annie sitting up and grabbing the back of his gown. "Are you checking out my ass?"
"No." She shook her head slowly.
"You want to?"
Annie sighed and blew her bangs out of her eyes, her eyes going wide as he dropped his hospital gown. She turned and pulled the curtain closed, keeping her back to him.
"Can you hand me those clothes on the chair next to you?" She could hear the smugness in his voice.
Keeping her head down, she handed the clothes to him all the while muttering, "Smug bastard."
"I think you're a little off there, I think you mean pride."
"Just put your damn clothes on." Annie huffed and crossed her arms.
"You know, usually women tell me to take my clothes off."
Annie turned to Dean, willing to keep her eyes trained on his face as he ever-so-slowly pulled on his clothes, smug smirk on his face.
"Let's go, Scofield." Annie huffed and pushed back the curtain, stomping out of the room.
"Scofield??" He called after her.
--
Sam looked up as his hotel room door swung open, smacking off the wall as Annie stomped in, Dean walking slowly behind her.
"You know your brother is a jackass, right?"
"What the Hell, Dean?" Sam was up and out of his seat, helping his brother to the one bed.
"I'm not gonna die in a hospital where my own personal nurse won't even give me a sponge bath and talk dirty!"
Annie took off her coat and threw it at the eldest Winchester boy. "You are so not Scofield anymore! You're totally Lincoln! Sammy, Sweetie, you're Scofield."
"Who the Hell is this Scofield? Some dude you've banged?"
"I wish." Annie huffed under her breath, smiling at both brothers when they stared at her. "Michael Scofield...trying to save his brother...? Nevermind."
"Right." Sam nodded slowly. "So I found this specialist..."
Dean sighed and laid back on the bed. "You're not going to let me die in peace, are you?"
"We're not going to let you die, period." Sam and Annie said at the same time.
"Come on, you can sleep on the way there." Sam grabbed his and Dean's things, and headed out to the car, Dean and Annie a little ways behind him.
Annie watched as Sam tossed the duffels into the trunk and went off to the main office, Dean opening the back door before turning to her.
"Grab your stuff, Annie."
Annie sighed and nodded. "Yeah. Okay."
"So where have you been?" Came Dean's groggy voice from the back seat.
"Around. Just doing small hunts with Lexie." She shrugged.
"Lexi." Dean grinned, his eyes slowly closing. "How is she?"
Annie laughed and shook her head. "Do you mean how's she doing? Or how's she looking?"
Dean smirked and mumbled something as he gave into his tiredness.
"So..." Annie smirked and turned to Sam. "This specialist isn't in the actual medical field, am I right?"
Sam only sent a smile her way before looking back at the road.
--
"Dude, you lied to me!" Dean hissed as the climbed from the car.
Annie sighed and shook her head. "Not technically. He said he found a specialist, he never said anything about a doctor." She looked around at all the people and pointed. "Look at all these people. He's obviously special."
"Don't start." Dean pointed a finger at her, pushing Sam off of him when he tried to help Dean walk. "Man, this is just crap."
Annie rolled her eyes and stood on the other side of Sam, watching as Dean watched a woman walk by and smirk.
"I just may be a believer..."
She shook her head and sighed, this was coming from the man that claimed he was falling in love.
Dean caught what he did and moved over next to Annie and placed his hand on the small of Annie's back. "Hey..."
"Dean, stop."
"I'm being serious."
"Me too! How many times do I have to tell you it's not love!" Frustrated she pushed ahead of them, doing her best to ignore the feeling of Dean's eyes on her back.
From that point on the boys followed Annie, sitting next to her in the front row, Dean thinking he was being sneaky by pushing Sam aside to sit next to her.
Annie smacked at Dean's arm as he slid his hand onto her knee, when his fingers started to rub circles on the inside of her knee she slapped his hand away.
"Stop it!" She hissed when his hand ended up on her leg again, only higher up.
"Sorry, it's like your thighs are calling me."
"Stop!" She slapped his hand again.
"No!" He hissed out.
"Guys."
"What?!" Both turned to Sam to find him pointing to the front of the stage where Roy stood, everyone in the room staring at them.
Dean scratched behind his ear and cleared his throat. "Why, uh, why don't you pick someone else, okay?"
The older man laughed and shook his head, opening his arms. "I don't pick the person, the Lord does."
"Right." Dean huffed. "I think I'll pass."
"Dean!" Sam pushed his brother from his seat, Annie placing her hands on his butt and pushing him forward as she hissed, "Go!"
Sam and Annie watched anxiously as Roy placed his hands on Dean's head, both standing there a little bit before Dean collapsed. Sam was the first to Dean, Annie right behind him.
"And you're sure he's healthy, like 100 Okay?" Annie asked from her place beside Sam.
The doctor nodded. "I don't how, but it's like he never had heart damage. He'll be fine."
"You're sure you're sure?" Annie asked again to be certain.
"If it makes you feel any better, baby him for a while." She smiled.
Dean grinned and splayed his hand on her back. "That sounds good. Don't it, baby?"
Annie forced a smile and nodded. "Ooh we'll figure out something."
The doctor smiled and shook her head, finding the 'couple' cute, before leaving the room.
--
By the time they had figured out it was Roy's wife Annie had not so successfully been able to avoid Dean, so when Sam had paired them up, she was not happy.
"Annie, you go with Dean, make a scene. Anything to distract everyone."
"Sam, I swear to God I'm gonna--"
"Slap me, I know. Looking forward to it." He sighed before running off towards the house.
Annie trudged to the tent with Dean right behind her.
"What are you doing?"
"Dean, if there's one thing a woman knows how to do, it's make a scene." Annie smirked before whipping around to Dean. "How could you?!"
Dean opened his mouth, ready to retort, but stopped when her hand met the side of his face.
"What the fuck??" He growled, eyes narrowing.
"You know what I'm talking about, so don't act like you don't know, when I know you know!"
Dean's face scrunched up in confusion as he tired to sort through what she just said. "I--"
"Had a floozy in our bed! Our bed!!"
"Maybe if you'd talk dirty at least once in a while, I wouldn't need to resort to a...a...floozy!"
Annie willed her face to not burn red. "Well stop chasing everything in a short skirt!"
"I like it when women wear those small skirts. I'm a man!"
Annie looked at him with slight apology in her eyes before planting her hand on the side of his face again, everyone in the tent gasping or 'Ooh'-ing.
"Uhh, sir, ma'am..."
"What!?" Annie and Dean turned to see Roy standing on the stage, facing their way.
"Could you please take this outside and away from the tent?"
Dean's phone chose to ring at that moment, Dean blushing slightly as he held up a finger, answering his phone. Annie caught the small look he sent her way and she nodded.
Dean put his phone back in his jeans and clapped his hands together. "Well...I, uh, I think we can work this out."
Annie nodded and hurried behind Dean out of the tent and to the muddy parking area to find Sam leaned against the Impala.
"So it was the old broad?" Annie asked after they were on the road, at least 50 miles behind them and Sam's side of the hunt told.
"Yeah. She was into the serious stuff too." Sam sighed and stretched out in his spot on the front seat. He looked Dean's way and arched a brow. "What the Hell happened to your face, Dean?"
Annie bit her lip but cracked up when Dean shot a look Sam's way and shook his head.
A/N: Nittany was what I was called when I was in Cheerleading. What started that was that I got a guarenteed spot on the Cheer Squad for Nittany Lions when I graduated High School, well, I turned that down a year or so ago. (My Mom wasn't so thrilled about me turning it down).
I'm not sure when the next chapter will be out, like I said before, vacation's coming up quick. I leave the 31st of this month. I doubt I'll be updating while I'm on vacation. I promised my one friend on YouTube I'd make a video of the clips and pics I take while I'm at the race, and so I said I'd make the video when I get back to the beach house. And thatis going to take a lot of will-power to make myself stay inside long enough to do that. But I'll be home October 1st, so I'll prolly update October 2nd or close to that. -Kalli
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