CHAPTER 19

Dean woke to find Paige wrapped in his arms. He was spooning. Spooning! And what was worse, he didn't care. Dean Winchester, king of one night stands, didn't care that he was spooning.

Paige was wearing Dean's shirt, her curls sprawled across her pillow. Dean thought she looked beautiful. He watched as she started to stir and her eyes fluttered open.

"Hey." She said happily.

"Hey there princess." He said sweetly and planted a light kiss to the tip of her nose.

"What time is it?" she asked tiredly. Dean reached over and picked up his phone from the bedside table.

"Oh shit its nine o'clock." He said wiping his eyes.

"Oh, you're meant to be at the morgue by ten aren't you?" she asked.

"Yeah, I need to get up, have a shower and stuff. I can drop you home when I pick up Sam." He suggested.

"No, its fine, I'll orb home and let Sam know you'll be there soon." She said. Dean nodded.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea. I don't think I'll be ready in time with you around." He smirked and pulled Paige closer, pressing his lips to her neck. Paige laughed and pushed him away gently.

"Easy tiger, you've got bodies to check out." She said and patted him on the chest.

"I could always check out yours." He said sliding his hand up her torso.

"Dean," she said sternly "You've gotta get ready. I'm gonna go. See you later." She said giving him one more quick kiss on the lips before getting out of bed, grabbing her clothes and orbing away.

She went into the spare room Sam was sleeping in and told him Dean would be here soon. The first thing she saw when she orbed left the room was Leigh sitting at the table, picking at a piece of toast. Paige walked over to her and noticed the sad and slightly annoyed look on her face.

"Hey, what's with the moping?" Paige asked. Leigh's head shot up and she saw Paige walking over in a shirt that was obviously Dean's.

"Hello miss walk-of-shame." Leigh smirked.

"It's only the walk of shame if you're ashamed." Paige retorted.

"True, true." Leigh nodded.

"So, moping, why?" Paige asked and Leigh's face fell once again. "Did you and the toast get in a fight?"

"I obviously won." Leigh said, taking note of her toast that looked like it got hit by a bus.

"Seriously, what happened?" Paige said sincerely.

"Sam." She muttered, going back to picking at her toast.

"Care to elaborate?" Paige asked. "It was Valentine's Day, ya know, night. I thought you two would be making with the smoochies, at least."

"Nope, no romance for me on Valentine's Day." Leigh shrugged.

"Really?" Paige asked, sounding surprised and disappointed.

"Well, nearly. We almost kissed and then he bolted. Seriously, it was like he couldn't get out fast enough."

"I don't get it; he's so clearly into you."

"Obviously he's not."

"You did not see the way he was looking at you last night, believe me."

"Nothing is gonna happen with Sam. I should've just picked up a random last night. At least then I wouldn't have made a fool of myself thinking Sam was interested."

"Nothing is gonna happen with Sam. I should've just picked up a random last night. At least then I wouldn't have made a fool of myself thinking Sam was interested." He heard Leigh say.

Sam's heart sank. He was interested. Didn't she know that? Everyone else seemed to, why didn't she?

He slouched into the kitchen, glancing once at Leigh who looked down as soon as she saw him. She then stood up and left saying she had to go have a shower, producing X-rated thoughts in Sam's mind. What was wrong with him? He was upset with her, because of her, but he still couldn't control his libido around her.

Oh god he thought I'm turning into Dean. He shook his head and walked past Paige.

"Do you mind?" he asked pointing to the coffee machine.

"Go ahead." She said "okay spill."

"I'm sorry?" he replied looking clueless.

"Leigh-Anna said last night you guys nearly kissed and you ran off. What's up with that?"

Sam sighed.

"I don't really feel like talking about it right now."

"Too bad; we're talking about it until Dean gets here. I saw the way you looked at her all night."

"The same way Dean looked at you?"

"Don't change the subject!"

"I just can't do it."

"You can't kiss a gorgeous girl who totally likes you?"

"I can't just have a one night stand like Dean can."

"So, make it two nights."

"I do care about her, I do, but at some point I'm going to have to leave San Francisco. It's part of the job and I like her too much to start something I can't finish."