Broken Faith

Disclaimer: The cast of Supernatural do not belong to me, the belong to The CW and the creators or Supernatural. Thank you Eric Kirpke! I love Supernatural. Especially in Yellow Fever when Dean screamed like a little girl and at the end when Jensen did that Eye of the Tiger thing. Good stuff.

Chapter Eleven-- On The Road Again

"Come on Dean, finish up. We gotta head out." Danielle stared at irritation written on her face. "I've never seen you take so much time to eat one meal." She looked down at her own empty plate with a small smirk.

Dean glanced up at her, placing his half eaten burger on his plate. "Maybe you're just a pig who eats to fast."

"What ever. You know what, who gets a burger for breakfast anyway? I mean seriously, it breakfast, not lunch or dinner."

Dean took another bite with a big grin. "Who said a cheese burger can't be breakfast?"

A slim, petite waitress with long wavy blonde hair began to walk over to the table Danielle and Dean shared. "No one I guess, just on your typical breakfast."

"Well, I'm not your typical guy." Danielle smiled up at the waitress politely when she approached, Dean continued to eat.

"It there anything else I can get you?" The girl, who's name tag read Amy. When she spoke she paid not attention to Danielle, she stared directly at Dean with a flirtatious smile. Dean just continued to eat his meal, acting as is there wasn't a young hot blonde begging for even a glance in her direction.

"Nah, I'm good." He mumbled in response as he ate, still not looking at her. Her posture slumped a bit in disappointment.

"Nothing for me, thanks. Just the check please." Danielle politely smiled at Amy again as she nodded and walked behind the counter. Once she was gone, Danielle laughed lightly.

"What?" Dean looked up at her with utter confusion and fries hanging out of his mouth.

"And you called me a pig." His eyebrow quirked up and he pushed the two or three fries into his mouth and smiled at her, a smile that could have belonged to a boy about five years old. "You know you really disappointed that girl."

He cocked his head to the side a bit, still lost and unsure of what she was talking about. "What girl?"

Danielle sat up from her slouched, laid back position and leaned forward putting her elbows on the table. "Our waitress. Are you seriously telling me that you didn't even notice her? Big boobs, blonde hair, blue eyes, about 5'5", slim waist. Not ringing any bells?" Dean shook his head and she just rolled her eyes, pointing to Amy who now stood at the other end of the diner by the register. "Her, right there."

He looked up and shrugged. "Eh, she's okay." Dean looked Danielle in the eyes and smiled, not a sarcastic one but a real one. "I've seen better."

Her cheeks began to heat up, Danielle smiled and put her head down pushing her fork around in the lake of maple syrup. "Hurry up and eat."

"Heh, embarrassed you did I?" Dean took his napkin, wiping his mouth and throwing it on the plate looking triumphant. "Well, I didn't think it was possible."

"Shut up." Danielle muttered, glancing up at him for a quick moment.

Amy came back over, not even bothering to look at Dean this time. "Here's your check, you can pay up at the register. Have a good day." She smiled at them, still acting courteous, despite being totally shot down.

"You could have looked at her at least." Danielle slid out from the booth, reaching back to grab her jacket.

Dean followed suit, standing next to the table. "Oh yeah, that would have gone over real well with you." He smiled as she stood up straight, pulling on her coat.

"She just wanted a look Dean, not like I would have freaked over a smile. You ignored her, now that poor girl probable thinks that there's something wrong with her."

He rolled his eyes, taking a step to her. "No she doesn't, she probably thinks that I'm with you." Dean put his arms around Danielle's back, putting his hand on the small of her back.

"Yeah, I guess she would think that." She leaned back a bit, putting her arms up around his neck. "Come on, we should pay and get going."

Dean let his head fall back and groaned at bit. "Ugh, fine. Come on." He released her, taking hold of her right hand and went to the register after leaving a tip on the table.

The two walked out of the diner, hand-in-hand. Dean walked Danielle to her door opening it for her.

"A gentleman now are we? When did this happen?" She slid behind the wheel of her car with a smirk.

Dean walked around to the passenger side, getting in closing his door behind him. "Who ever said I wasn't a gentleman? Did Sam say something? 'Cause he's lyin', I'm not going to be a gentleman to my baby brother."

Danielle shook her head laughing. "No one ever said you weren't, I just didn't expect you to be opening doors for me. I mean you never did before."

"Hey, I used to open doors for you." He made it sound like he was greatly offended.

She turned her head, looking at him. "Yeah, when we would go back to the hotel." Dean just nodded with a dumb grin on his face. Danielle smacked his chest and started her car. "Ass. Focus would you? Which way am I going?"

"Oh right, I'm the navigator. Little weird, I'm usually in the driver seat."

"Well, you're not. I am. So which way, hm?" Danielle grinned at Dean.

He just glared at her, shaking his head. "Pittsburgh right? Make a right out of the parking lot and then a left at the end of the road."

"Thank you. Oh um, you have any clue where there's a music store around here?"

"Uh, no. Why?" Dean folded the map up and placed it at his feet.

"Well you owe me a new Metallica CD, since you tossed my other one out of the window."

Dean sighed. "That's only because you wouldn't speak to me."

"Whatever, you still owe me a CD. That's the first good album they put out in like ten years."

"They've had other albums." Dean grabbed Danielle's case of CD's and began to flip through them.

"You mean St. Anger? Ha, yeah, no. Death Magnetic is so much better. Hey get Judas Priest out would you?" Danielle glanced over to Dean.

"Hey, I'm looking here."

"Yeah and we're in my car so we listen to what I want to listen to. So put in British Steel."

Dean shrugged. "That's a good album, I can live with that." He grinned, turning up the volume as Breaking the Law began to play.

Danielle started to laugh, Dean turned to her and yell over the music. "What's so funny?"

She glanced at him with a smile. "This is totally your theme song!"

Dean listened to the lyrics a little more closely and began to laugh, because she was right.

TBC

A/N: The very last bit with Breaking the Law and it being Dean's song was totally not planned. I thought about it for a second and realized it fits Dean so perfectly. I post the lyrics, you see for yourself. It is Dean's song.T

here I was completely wasting, out of work and down
All inside its so frustrating as I drift from town to town
Feel as though nobody cares if I live or die
So I might as well begin to put some action in my life

Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law

So much for the golden future, I can't even start
I've had every promise broken, there's anger in my heart
You dont know what it's like, you dont have a clue
If you did youd find yourselves doing the same thing too

Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law

You don't know what it's like

Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law

Breaking the law