Weeks Later

Dean entered the diner to have lunch. He hadn't eaten there in a long time, ever since Jess and him broke up. But things were okay now, and she didn't even worked there anymore. She got a job at the college library a few weeks ago. He sat at a booth and looked at the menu. He was lost in thoughts.

Things were going great. When he first find out about the history between Sam and Jess, he was furious. He felt betrayed, he couldn't forgive the fact that Sam had hidden this from him. But his accident and the talk he had with Jess made him think about a lot of things. Even though he didn't agree with what Sam did, he understood him. Because Dean would have done the exact same thing for him. Sam put Dean first, and Dean could totally relate to that. He understood how painful was for Sam and Jess to be apart, how miserable his brother was, so he swallowed his pride and did something for them. And he had never seen his brother so happy in his life, so it was worth it. He had had feelings for her, but he was getting over it. The constant look of happiness in his brother's eyes was enough.

But he got something out of his relationship with Jessica. He learned how to have more self-confidence, he learned that somebody could actually like him for what he was. He would be eternally grateful to her for that. He was very proud of Sam too, he had left his job at Walgreen's, since he had finally got an internship in a prestigious law firm. He was completely sure his brother would become a fantastic lawyer.

Dean was also getting more of his life back. He was doing occasional hunts, mostly when a local hunter needed a back-up. He didn't plan on getting on the road again though. He loved and missed that, but he preferred the life he had now. He was very happy to be living with both of his brothers now, specially Sam, after spending a few years away from him. He wouldn't trade that for anything.

They had to tell Jess about the hunting thing, after he got home covered in blood, after killing a vampire, and she was there. At first she freaked out thinking he was deadly hurt, and then, that he had murdered someone, but they sat her down and explained everything, even showed her John's journal. She surprisingly believed them. That's when Dean knew for sure she really loved Sam and was the right girl for him.

He was lost in thoughts when a waitress approached the table.

"Hey there! What can I get you?"

He looked up and saw a beautiful girl he didn't know.

"Hey… are you new here?"

She smiled at him and he couldn't help smiling back. It was contagious.

"In fact I am… I started here a couple of weeks ago, replacing a girl that quit."

Dean kept smiling at her. She had amazing brown eyes and auburn hair. She was beautiful.

"Nice to meet you, then. I'm Dean." He offered his hand to her. "And you are…"

"Tish." She took his hand and shook it.

"Tish? Cool name there."

She laughed. He liked the sound.

"Actually it's a nickname."

"And may I ask your real name?"

"Oh sorry baby, but if I told you I'd have to kill you. Actually I'm saving it for when I meet someone special."

He was still smiling. "Interesting. Well… nice to meet you, Tish."

He made his order, and kept going back to the diner everyday. He tried to deny it, but the truth is, he wanted to see Tish again. He loved talking to her, she was beautiful and funny, and he was always anxious for lunch break, so he could finally see her.

He told Sam about her, and he convinced him to ask her out. And he did. On a Friday, when she brought him the check, he took a deep breath and asked her.

"Hey Tish, I was wondering if… I mean, would be a pleasure if you'd like to go out for dinner tonight with me."

He was blushing. And her smile was so wide, like she was expecting this for a long time.

"I would be very happy to."

Dean smiled back. He was happy with himself too. He had the confidence to ask a girl out without worrying about his leg. He didn't have the urge to tell her before asking her, to make sure she would be okay with it. Because he knew she would. She was that kind of girl with a genuine smile. He sensed he could trust her. He would sure tell her soon, but that wasn't the most important thing anymore. And it was a big relieve to realize that.

In the evening, he pulled up in front of her house, she was waiting for him by the door. She entered the car and he smiled at her. She was even more beautiful. He couldn't resist and kissed her on the cheek. She blushed.

"You look beautiful, Tish. As always."

She gave him the most genuine smile, like there was no other place she'd rather be that night.

"Thank you Dean. By the way, Tish is short for Platisha. Lame, I know."

He stared at her for a long time. Then, he finally started the car again and drove off.

"It's a beautiful name."

At that moment, their destination was the last thing in both their minds.

The End.

So guys, that's it. I really hope you enjoyed the fic, I really enjoyed writing it, thank you so much for the reviews, sorry for taking too long to update sometimes, but we've reached the end. I told you I had something saved for Dean, I hope you like it. And also, I hope you know who Platisha is and what where she came from... I don't know, seemed a really cute idea!

thank you again for reading guys, xoxo