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Leah was on her third burger by the time Mr. Smooth had finished his rant. He had actually told her everything she ever wanted to know and some things she didn't want to know about him and his family. If she had thought the Clearwater's were messed up, they had nothing on the Winchester family. People who hunted demons and they had no special powers? That seemed just a little bit crazy to the she-wolf.

"So your mother died and then your dad started hunting monsters. He dragged you and your brother across the US fighting things that like me, should not exist. Sam, who is your younger brother, decided that he wanted out. He wanted the whole happy normal life and that left only you and your dad. When your pops disappeared on a hunting trip as you call it, you went to find your brother so you could track him down.,

When the yellow eyed demon killed Sam's girlfriend, he got back in to the game and then your dad died for you after you almost got killed in a car accident. He gave his soul to the yellow eyed wierdo. He told you that you need to protect Sammy even though in the end you may have to kill him right? And when Sam died, you went to the crossroads and made a deal. One year of life if she brought back Sammy.

The year passed and you were dragged to hell. Until an Angel set you free because you are the vessel for Michael and Sam for Lucifer. There was a huge battle which you won. Sam got over his addiction and now you guys thought you would try to come and save little old me? Tell me if I missed something." The girly wolf shook her head and took another large bite from her food.

The oldest Winchester son shrugged and poured a rather generous amount of A1 steak sause on to his well done steak. "You covered the basics and that is all you really need to know. So now it is my turn to see if i got all your facts straight. You were engaged to Sam Uley and when he phased he imprinted which a wierd mating type thing, on your cousin. They got engaged and you ended up turning in to the only female wolf in the history of ever.

It turned you bitter and cruel because you were forced to listen to every ones thoughts and they heard yours. Not only did you have to deal with knowing you killed your dad, those were your words and not mine, but you had to suffer and watch as every one of them imprinted. For a long time you did not believe it would possible for you to imprint. You thought that you were a genetic dead end. Until one day you woke up and BAM! You had yourself a new vampire boy toy.

Only problem with that being the fact he has a mate. So what does your fangy lover do? He gets you addicted to vampires blood because he may not need a girlfriend, but he does want a pet. He comes and goes when he pleases with no regard for you. He gets what he wants and then he is gone. Do I have that about right?" Dean finished and set his hands on the table. "Oh, I almost forgot to add the fact that you act like a complete bitch to scare people off. You do not want to get close to anyone for fear of rejection."

The Quilette female raised her eyebrow and threw her straw wrapper at his head. "So you do use your brain. I got worried for a while will all that flirt you kept throwing my way. And for the record, I am not addicted. I hate being compared to a junkie. I don't drink, smoke, or do drugs."

Dean tilted his head and nodded. "So you're just kinky in the bedroom then? I guess that means my job here is done. But then I have no other plans and I want to see if you are bluffing about being addicted."

"How do you plan to do that?" The she-wolf asked and polished off her meal. "Besides, who said that I care what anyone thinks? I never did before and I do not now. I am past caring what anyone else thinks of me. Just ask my pack brothers if you do not believe me."

The seasoned hunter motioned to the waitress and ordered a piece of pie before he answered the tanned girls question. "You care or else you wouldn't work so hard to make us all believe you were fine. All I am asking is that maybe you talk to my brother. See if your symptoms match his. If they do, then maybe you can at least give us a chance to help you."

Leah gave Dean a hard stare. If she could prove that she was not an addict then everyone would back off and have to accept the fact she was with James. "If i agree to this and it turns out I am right, then you have to get all of the others off of my back."

The green eyed hunter nodded and took a bite of his pie. "Sure think gorgeous. You have yourself a deal."

"Great now that it is settled.." She reached across the table and took his plate. She dipped her fork in to his pie before stuffing it in his mouth. "This is damned good pie. Since you are buying, I suggest that you get a few more slices."

TBC...

AN: Another short chapter, but it is helping me get back in to the swing of writing this story. In the next chapter it will most likely be the Leah and Sam talk. I would love to hear what you think is going to happen. Anyways I really do hope that you liked this chapter. I will try to make the next one longer.

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