Kaitlyn POV

It's been a week since Dean and I made up, and I am just elated! I've been keeping my promise to communicate better with him, and he's kept his promise to not jump to conclusions and trust me more, which is great because ever since I started working at Dionysus' Kitchen every male customer wants me to take their orders. On one hand, it's very flattering, and they always leave great tips that have been helping a lot with all the bills that AJ and I are racking up. On the other hand, I know that Dean isn't exactly happy about this situation. A couple of days ago he came by when I got off of work and, as I was counting my tips, a piece of paper fell out of the stack of bills that had a number along with the name of some guy on it. I took a deep breath and expected a fight, but Dean kept himself together and simply threw away the number. I mean I was going to do that anyway, so I had no complaints about it. Besides, I much preferred that reaction to Dean wanting to meet up with the guy to fight him. I so proud of Dean that I treated him to lunch the following day. Hey I can't sleep with him every time he does something good.

Everything seems to be going really well right now. I mean, my relationship is really good, I have an awesome job and things seem to be going well fro Punk and AJ, as well. Punk visits the house often, he never stays the night, but he brings AJ little gifts and helps her a lot with baby thing. Three days ago he helped AJ put together the crib for the baby, and he painted the baby's room just yesterday. AJ appears to be happy with her and Punk's relationship. Although she did mention to me this morning that she wishes Punk could spend the night like Dean does. I think she gets lonely being by herself, and now that AJ and I don't work in the same place, we don't see one another as much as we used to. Hopefully, Punk and AJ can work something out so she doesn't feel so lonely. If anything, I'll talk to my boss about switching around my schedule so that AJ and I can spend more time with one another.

"Kaitlyn," the sound of the Head Chief voice, cuts through my thoughts and I look up at her to give her my full attention. "Here is table three's order."

"Thank you Ms. Kanellis." I take the orders and walk out of the kitchen and over to table three where Roman, Bayley and Jojo are patiently waiting for their food. "Hey you guys," I greet them cheerfully. It's really nice to see them again. I miss a lot of the wolves from the Den, so it's great that these three decided to come and visit.

"Hi Katie," Jojo greets me with a wide smile and an enthusiastic wave.

"Hey, Kait," Roman greets me. "Thanks for the food."

"Not a problem guys," I respond as I place their orders in front of them. "Paidakia with a side of Dakos for Roman, Kleftiko with a side of Kolokythoanthoi for Bayley and Keftedakia for Jojo with a small order of Fassolakia Lathera. Is there anything else you need?"

"Well," Bayley starts, "If Jojo, finishes all her veggies, we'll order a dessert."

"Sounds good. May I suggest the Revani? It's my favorite dessert on the menu."

"What is it," Roman asks curiously.

"It's a sweet cake soaked in a syrup. I make it myself." Roman and Bayley let out a laugh as Jojo digs into her meal.

"Are you trying to push your cooking on us," Roman jokes.

"Nope, but I am learning from who I consider to be the best chef in New Hampshire." We all let out a laugh before Roman and Bayley decide to try the Revani, but only after they've finished their entrees and Jojo has finished eating all her veggies.

As I walk to the back to kitchen, I hear my boss calling out for me. I turn around to see him walking toward me. "Hey Kaitlyn, the guy at table twenty-three is requesting you."

"Is he a regular?"

"No. I've certainly never seen him before, but he gave me the feeling that he knew you." I don't know a lot of people in Gilford, so I'm really curious to see who it is who is requesting me. I give my boss an affirmative shrug before grabbing a fresh pen and notepad and head over to table twenty-three, on the other side of the restaurant by the window in the corner.

I look in the not too far distance to see red hair and pale skin and I already know who the customer is. It's none other than Sheamus. Ugh, this isn't good. I really should just get another waiter to take his order. After all, the last time I saw Sheamus, he really pissed me off. Plus, he's always causing problems with Dean and one of Dean's brothers happens to be in the restaurant. I really think that if I wait on him, it'll cause another fight between Dean and him, but, at the same time, Dean promised me that he wouldn't do that anymore and I have to trust him. I mean that's only fair considering that I asked him to trust me, right?

I fight myself for a few more seconds before I make my decision to wait on Sheamus. I do need to be professional after all, and I don't want to give my new boss any reason to think I'm incapable of doing my job. I take a deep breath and walk over to the table. "Welcome to Dionysus' Kitchen, " I begin. "How may I serve you today?" He looks at me confused before chuckling.

"Do you have to greet every customer that way? It's me, after all, lass." He sounds so cocky. I want nothing more than to smack the smirk off his face.

"I'm working Sheamus. That greeting is part of my job."

"You know you could have gone back to working at Rhodes' Tavern. Then you wouldn't have to worry about greeting every customer like that." He's basically asking me why I didn't go back to work at Rhodes' Tavern, and although it's none of his business, I want to be honest and open so that I can make it clear that nothing is going to come between Dean and I.

"I am aware of that," I reply, "but I quit anyway, because I didn't want to make Dean any more uncomfortable than he was." He chuckles and leans back against his chair has he rests one arm on the table.

"You let Dean control everything." Fuck. Him.

"I let Dean control nothing. I chose to quit because I saw Dean was hurting and I didn't want to hurt him. It's the same reason that Dean doesn't fight you any longer, because he saw that it was hurting me, he didn't want to hurt me anymore. We compromised. That's what you do in a healthy relationship."

His facial expression becomes serious. "You think what you have with Dean is healthy?" Although his demeanor has changed, I feel like he's mocking me.

"Do YOU think that this obsession you have with breaking Dean and me up is healthy," I snap back at him.

"Katie-"

"That's Kaitlyn to you." I certainly don't appreciate him using my nickname. That's reserved for people I like.

"Alright, Kaitlyn. I just don't want to see you get hurt. Dean's good at hurting the women who love him. I mean, look at what he did to Summer." I don't understand what that has to do with him, but there seems to be something more to this than meets the eye.

"People change, Dean has changed, and what do you care what happened between Summer and him?" There's a subtle physical reaction when I ask him that question. He gets bug eyed and averts his eyes from me. I definitely hit a nerve.

"I just don't want to see it happen to someone else."

"But why is what happened with Summer making you so determined to make sure that Dean is never in another relationship?" He hunches over in his chair, placing both his elbows on the table. He doesn't say anything for a few seconds, as I rack my brain trying to figure out the connection between Summer and Sheamus. Then, an idea pops into my mind. My assumption may be incorrect, but I get the feeling that I'll get some answers if I voice it anyway. "Were you and Summer in a relationship?" His head snaps up at me in an instant and he looks at me wide eyed. "That's it isn't it? You were in love with Summer and you're blaming Dean for driving her away."

"I was NOT in love with Summer," he tells me, his voice getting gradually louder.

"What other explanation could there be?! If you loved her so much then you shouldn't have let her go! You should have convinced her to stay. Dean refused to give her pups, but if you wanted-"

"Summer is my sister!" Oh! I was WAYYYYY off. "When I moved to the States I left her behind in Ireland. When she came over, I was ecstatic to be with my sister again, but she was mad at me for leaving her, and didn't want to associate with me, so she didn't tell anyone that she was my sister. Our relationship got better over the years that she was here, but when Dean kept refusing to give her pups she left before we could have a real breakthrough. I lost contact with her after that. She doesn't want anything to do with me, again, and it's all Dean's fault!"

I get it now. It was never about me. That's a relief to be totally honest, but only because he doesn't have feelings for me and things won't get any more complicated emotionally. However, I have a problem that he was using me as a tool to get back at Dean. I have nothing to do with their problems so for him to drag me into them is wrong on so many levels. Not to mention that he's blaming Dean for his fucked up relationship with his sister which isn't fair.

"You can't blame Dean for your failure to be a good big brother," I tell him.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I don't know why you came to the States without your sister, and I don't want to know. You were give another opportunity to mend your relationship with your sister when she came to the States and YOU failed. Have you ever thought that Summer would NOT have left had you really put in the effort to building that relationship again? Have you ever considered that if Summer doesn't want to keep in contact with you that it's because of something YOU did? Maybe you're just a bad brother. Maybe you should stop blaming Dean for the state of your relationship with your sister and take responsibility for your OWN actions!" He looks at me totally stunned and speechless. A long and awkward silence ensues as I stay standing in front of Sheamus' table, waiting for him to do or say something.

Suddenly, he pushes back on his chair and gets up from the table. He puts his hands in his pockets before stopping right in front on me and whispering, "You just don't understand." After that he walks out the restaurant.

I take a deep sigh of relief. Hopefully, Sheamus will eventually take my advice to heart and stop blaming Dean for his downfalls, and who really knows? Maybe it's not too late for Sheamus to mend his broken relationship with his sister.

Okay, so can I just say that I deserve a freaking award for how many twists and turns and surprises I put in my stories? I mean come on! How many of you suspected that Sheamus and Summer were siblings?! lol

Okay, so that next chapter is going to be super action packed, I don't want to deliver it in pieces, so it will be really long, but that also means it's going to take a little extra time depending how my the creative side of my brain is functioning, lol.

So remember that today is the last day to submit requests! You have until 12 midnight. BTW, when I start writing the requests, I'll be in contact with the request-ers a little more :)

Love you all!

-J.