The Best Damn Thing
This popped into my head one day, and I just had to get it out. I'm not sure where it's goin' but I plan to play with it a little bit!!! It's set in the third season...so it's all up to the imagination!!!
Chapter One: Early Morning
Aly slid off the hard hotel mattress, slinging to the sheet wrapped around her slim body. In the dimly lit room she searched for her clothes. Last night seemed like a blur, and there was no way she was going to remember where she lost her top, or her jeans. Stumbling over one of her boot, Aly landed on the floor with a soft thud, thanks to the pile of clothes at the edge of the bed. She winced, thinking the noise would wake up he guy on the bed. She wanted to make this quick and easy with no awkward morning after talks. She was an old fashioned kind of girl, if you had a one night stand, there was no reason to see them in the morning. She lifted her head up over the edge of the bed, expecting to see him waking up, but thankfully he was a heavy sleeper.
Pushing herself up as best she could with armfuls of clothes, Aly padded to the bathroom. Closing the door first, so there would be no light, she got dressed. She was in so much trouble. In about four hours she had to be in Duluth, Minnesota, and that was nearly a six hour drive from this run down little town she had ended up in. She jumped a little to get her jeans back on. 'Tight jeans do nothing for woman, men need to stop designing clothes.' Aly thought to herself, before she heard a noise come from the main room. 'Well, maybe they're not all bad.' Aly smirked at the thought of last nights events.
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Dean cursed quietly to himself. He kicked the silver gun he had in his jacket across the room, it landing next to the night table. He tried to be quiet, hoping the girl in the bathroom didn't think anything of the noise. Usually he was good at sneaking out, but today it just felt like a burden. He was still a little drunk, and it wasn't even morning yet. He was surprised this girl was up already. He had waited until she was in the bathroom before getting out of bed, and beginning the search for his clothes.
He heard the faucet turn on, and froze. He couldn't get caught sneaking out on her. Dean wasn't really the cuddling type, and he had no idea what kind of girl he had picked up last night. Quickly he grabbed his T-shirt, pulling it over his head. All he needed was his shoes and other shirt. Suddenly the thought of wearing a t-shirt with a button down one over, seemed like the stupidest idea he'd ever had. After getting his shoes on and putting his gun back in his jacket pocket, Dean headed for the door. 'Faster than usually.' Dean smirked into the glow of early morning.
"Well, this is awkward." Dean cringed, turning to see the woman from last night standing in the bathroom door. She was fully clothed and her makeup reapplied, now he new why he'd left with her. "I mean, leaving together kind of defeats the purpose of sneaking around in the first place." Aly joked, smiling at him. She pulled her duffle bag over her shoulder. Looking at him, it reminded her of a deer caught in the headlights. Obviously he didn't get caught sneaking out on one night stands too often.
"I've got to meet up with my brother. We're getting an early start out of here." Dean said, pointing out the open door absently, trying not to seem too surprised. He couldn't believe she was okay with him leaving, and even more surprised that she tried to sneak out on him first.
"Yeah, I've gotta get to Duluth in a couple hours. My sister is expecting me there." Aly said. She stopped, knowing that she shouldn't even have told him that. She shock her head, blinking away her confusion. She remembered last night at the bar, he had seemed amazing. He was funny, and was definitely only interested in a one night thing. Aly laughed as she approached the door. "Well, it was fun..." She let her words hang out there, she nervously bit her lower lip. She couldn't remember his name. 'Oh yeah, this is why I avoid seeing them in the morning.' Aly reminded herself.
"Dean," He told her, knowing their introduction last night were lost on the many beers and few shots they had.
"Aly," She said, pulling at the duffle bag's strap that fell off her shoulder. "Well, might see ya around, Dean." Aly smiled, putting an emphasis on his name. She squeezed passed him and into the parking lot of her motel.
"Kind of defeats last night, doesn't it." He said, giving her one of his signature smirks. Aly smiled back at him. There was something about him, something that she just couldn't get over. He seemed so confident, and annoyingly full of himself at the bar, but when they go back to the motel, something changed.
Aly casually threw her bag in the back seat of her '69 Camaro. Dean glanced inside her car, he was almost amazed that she had a classic car like that. Then again she was unlike any other girl he'd met, at least recently. She wasn't the cheap, easy girl that he usually ended up with after a night of drinking. Aly smiled again, walking into the office of the motel. Dean turned to watch her, but quickly looked back into the car. There barely visible from under the jacket in the passenger seat was a gun, much like the one he had in his pocket.
"Goodbye, Dean." Aly said as she approached her car.
"What's that for?" Dean asked motioning to the passenger seat. Aly leaned against the passenger door, playing dumb.
"I have no idea, what you're talking about. I mean, usually people use jackets for cold weather, or rain." Aly smiled confident. When dealing with men, she knew that playing dumb was the easiest way to distract them.
"You're such a smartass." Dean smirked. Aly just gave him a cheeky smile. 'Works like a charm.' Aly thought, but she let her guard down too soon, "I mean, what's the gun for?"
"The gun?" Aly had to think fast, "Look at the kind of world we live in today. A hot girl like me, I need some sort of protection." Aly smiled. She wasn't lying, but she also wasn't telling the whole truth. She just met the guy why would she spill her heart out to a complete stranger.
"Right, protection from all of those drunken men that can't wait to take advantage of you." Dean shifted. He shouldn't have brought it up. A lot of people carried guns now. He had just jumped to conclusions.
"Yeah, you're lucky I like you so much." Aly said with raised eyebrows as if contemplating what would have happened if she'd hadn't liked him. "Hey, out of curiosity, what's your last name?" Aly asked him as she leaned across the hood of her car, looking at him expectantly. She knew that he was probably going to lie, but it wouldn't hurt.
"Winchester," Dean said before he could really think. He had just gotten so caught up in his own thoughts, and the fact that he was so comfortable around Aly, that he just wasn't thinking about her question.
Aly let out a small laugh, "That explains it. Something was so familiar, it was your eyes. They're just like John's." Aly shook her head slowly. Pulling open her door.
"Wait, you knew my dad?" Dean was shocked. This girl was full of surprises.
"Yeah, he was friends with my dad, well before he died. I hadn't seen him in years. But I remembered when he use to come around our place in Nebraska." Aly told him, surprised that he hadn't put together the pieces. He had to know her mother, then again John wasn't exactly on great terms with her mother in the end.
"You're a hunter?" Dean asked her. Aly just nodded, she wasn't going to voice it. He thought for a second. Aly could see that he was beginning to put everything together. "God, please tell me you're not a Harvelle."
Aly watched the look of pure terror spread across his face. She knew that that could only mean one thing, "Let me guess, you've met the ever charming and charismatic Mother of mine." Aly rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, I've met her." Dean rolled his eyes, and backed away from the car. He was dead if Ellen found out about this. He knew she was too good to be true.
Aly noticed his actions, "Oh the affect Ellen Harvelle has on men. It was nice meeting you Dean." Aly said with just a hint of sadness. She had actually like this guy. It was just too bad he had already sworn off Harvelle woman.
I'm gonna say this now...I might not update on this very much, mostly because I have another story going, and school's startin' up soon!! But I would still love to hear what you have to say about it!!!! REVIEWS!!!! YAY!!!