A/N: I only own OCs

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I had enough time to get this chapter up.

Quinn POV

John and I got onto the first plane to Tampa. We were actually glad to be aaa from DC. I even considered selling my house after barely owning it just because I didn't need those reminders anymore. I wasn't that person anymore…. so I didn't need to do that to myself. I sighed as I looked at my phone. Roman was the only person I hadn't responded to and he was blowing my phone up. John had told him I was alright, but he needed to talk to me. I didn't need to talk to him, not because I was mad at him, but I had no idea what to say. We got to John's and there was graffiti on his gate. We both already knew who it was; he called the police. I was tired of dealing with the cops.

They came and John ordered Chinese. We just wanted a normal night… I hoped it would happen soon.

"How many have you had?" I asked him as I cam back inside. I had lit a fire in the pit and was realizing in the hammock. He was inside drinking and watching TV.

"A few." he slurred. I knew that meant a few too many. I walked past him as he pulled me over to him. I fell over the back of the couch onto him; I immediately felt something poking me in the side.

"You need to go sleep." I said and he sighed.

"No… I need something else." he said as he pulled me closer. I managed to get off him as he reached for me.

"Come on!" he said and I sighed as I walked into the kitchen. I highly doubted that he was going to get up and follow me.

"QUINN!" he said and I grabbed another beer. I didn't want to deal with him so I was fine with him drinking. I handed him the beer; he pulled me in for a kiss and I didn't react in time. I pulled away and wiped my mouth; he tasted like cigars and beer. I walked back outside as he was laughing. I was used to him being like this, but I hoped that he passed out soon. I also hoped he went to bed before he did.

I waited a little bit longer before going back inside; John was passed out halfway up the stairs. It looked painful and funny. I had to take a picture and then I tried to tug him up or down the stairs. I was strong, but he was heavy. I gave up… he drank that much he could deal with those consequences. I was walking back outside when someone knocked on the door. I knew that John had a security person at the front of the community, a gate, and a dog… the person who got through all those was probably one of his friends. I opened the door to come face to face with Dean.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"Nice to see you too, sweetheart." he said and I smirked. I took in his appearance… he looked nice. He was in black slacks, a baby blue button up shirt, his hair was messy, he hadn't shaved, and his coat was over one shoulder. He was also holding pizza and beer. I was completely baffled by his appearance right now. I knew that he was out on a fake injury for the week, but he lived in Vegas.

"Um, sorry… Did John call you to come over?" I asked him. He shook his head no.

"Then what are you doing here?" I asked him.

"I can down with some of the guys. I had a blind date tonight. It obviously didn't go as planned, so I came to see you." he said and I nodded.

"You drove from Orlando to see me?" I asked him and he nodded. I was surprised.

"Judging by your appearance this may not be a good time?" he asked me and I looked down. I was in one of John's t-shirts and my undies… I became very self aware at that moment.

"No… just wasn't expecting anyone." I said and he nodded.

"Well, are we going to eat pizza out here?" he asked me and I mentally slapped myself.

"No, come on in." I said as he walked into the house. He saw John laying on the stairs.

"You get mad at him?" he asked me and I laughed.

"We have had bad days… he coped by drinking too much. He passed out and is a fat ass." I explained and he laughed.

"Want help?" he asked me.

"Maybe before you leave." I said with a shrug.

He put the pizza on the coffee table with the beer. I didn't know why he was really here, but I was really glad that he was. I knew that I wanted to get to know him better and I knew that I should have fought for him the first time around. I just had to hope that maybe there would be another chance at it around the corner.

Dean POV

I was surprised that Quinn was as friendly as she was at that moment. She had been through a lot in the past week. I honestly didn't know why I drove to see her, but I wanted to. I knew that she was in Tampa because I had texted John about sending her flowers to her house in Maryland, but he told me they were at his house. I had met my blind date, she seemed crazy, and I was determined to see Quinn at that point. I wanted to talk to her before I tried to date anyone else.

"Have you talked to Roman?" I asked her and she sighed.

"No, he knows that I'm ok, but I don't have anything else to say to him." she said and I nodded. I knew that he was worried, but he had kind of driven her away.

"You don't have to talk to him." I reassured her and she nodded as I handed her an open beer.

"So… what went so wrong on this date?" she asked me and I chuckled.

"One word: Crazy." she said as I made a face. She was laughing at me as I imitated how the girl was trying to flirt with me.

"I would say sorry, but I'm sure somehow you deserved it." she said and I nodded.

I had a lot of fun talking with her. We were talking about everything, she ignored 3 more of Roman's calls, and I found a lot about her.

"I want to know something, but know you don't have to answer." I finally said and she nodded.

"Did you like me when you first started?" I asked her and she let out a long breath.

"Honestly, I was beginning to… you just stopped." she said and I nodded.

"Do you think you could now? Like me, that is?" I asked her and she smirked.

"What do you want, Dean?" she asked me and I laughed.

"Honestly, another chance. I didn't even give that girl a chance tonight… she was crazy, but she wasn't you." I admitted.

"Why me?" she asked me.

"You challenge me." I said and she smirked.

"Fine." she finally said and I looked at her strange.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"You can have another chance." she said and I was surprised.

"Really?" I asked her in shock as she rolled her eyes.

"Offer expires in 10 seconds… show me you want it or…" she was saying as I leaned over and kissed her. She gasped, but returned it. I pulled away and smirked at her; she was wearing the same expression.

"Now, help me with fat ass." she said and I was laughing… everything already looked better.

A/N: Will Dean and Quinn make it this time? Please take a second and review.

Please cheek out my other story, Outcast, if you have time.