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    Dean was playing pool and drinking vodka the whole time, he was pretty equal to her in pool.


    Gwen sighs.
    "I'm starving, I'm allergic to Grapes so take that into mind when you get me food."

    Rose had a pretty good time. She looked at him after they finished their last game. " You're pretty good Dean." She stated truthfully. They had talked during their time they and she had realized how alike they were.


    " Okay." Sam walked out. He came back with a sandwich and drink for her. He handed her that. " I didn't know exactly what you wanted, but I hope you like it." He said

    Dean laughs, he was a bit drunk.
    "I'm good at more than pool."
    He grins at her.


    Gwen wakes up again and takes the food.
    "I'm hungry enough to eat just about anything, thanks Sam, you get anything for yourself?"

    Rose was a bit drunk as well. She rolled her eyes, but giggled at that. She raised an eyebrow slightly. " Oh really?" She was smiling, though.


    Sam chuckled and shrugged. " It's not a problem. And I'm not that hungry. I'll get something later." He stated.

    Dean grins.
    "Oh yeah."


    Gwen takes a bit off the sandwich.
    "Eat, I don't like being the only person in a room that's eating."

    " And what exactly would those be?" Rose inquired. She moved closer to him and looked up at him. He was a couple of inches taller than her.


    Sam couldn't help, but laugh softly at her. He took it and thanked her before slowly eating.

    Dean grins.
    "Well I'm good in bed, among other hobbies."


    Gwen relaxes while she eats, avoiding using her bad arm for a bit.
    "Let's talk, silence is annoying."

    " I bet you are." Rose said with a smirk. She walked away from him slowly, hips swaying from side to side. She went to get another drink.


    " What does Rose think of Dean?" Sam asked. " I just wanted to know, since it seems like he hates her."

    Dean laughs and goes with her.


    Gwen shrugs.
    "Mixed feelings I think, I suspect that after this they'll probably hook up though."

    She got herself a round of shots and got a round for him. She went through them quickly and looked at him. It was clear to see how drunk she was. " I'll be right back. Then maybe you can show me how good you actually are in bed." She whispered in his eyes. She then walked towards the bathroom. Halfway there, a guy cut her off. " Hey sweetheart. Why don't you come for me?" He asked. The guy was sober and was looking to take advantage of her.


    " Oh yeah definitely. I've never seen two people so alike." Sam admitted. He looked at her. " It's really nice to be able to talk to someone else instead of Dean."

    "Sorry man, she's mine."
    Dean was there very suddenly, not appearing drunk at all, he puts an arm around Rose's shoulders and while the man isn't looking slips a simple gold ring on her finger and whispers 'Go with it for a minute' into her ear. He raises his left hand to show off a ring of his own and grins.
    "She's taken."


    Gwen grins.
    "Same here with Rose, she isn't much for conversation, from what I can see most of what Dean walks about includes sex, alcohol or both at once."

    Rose didn't even question when he did so. She was grateful that he did. She smiled as well. The guy looked somewhat frusterated and walked away. She turned and faced Dean. " Thank you. I didn't want to cause a scene and punch him in the middle of the bar." She sdmitted.


    " Yep that is him." Sam admitted. He was laughing softly. For once in his life he actually seemed happy and content. He hadn't in a while. The light was in his eyes again.

    Dean takes the ring from her and grins.
    "I didn't want that either, I'm a fast thinker."


    Gwen laughs, her bright blue eyes were gleaming, she uses her good hand to rake her fingers through her dark red hair and looks at him.
    "Probably the morphine talking, but I like you Sam."

    Rose smiled back at him. "Dean Winchester, the man of many talents." She said. She leaned up and gave his cheek a light kiss then continued to the bathroom. She came out after a few minutes. A couple of girls were around Dean and flirting with him.


    Sam chuckled at the first part of her comment. " I like you too Gwen." He stated. He noticed her eyes then. They went so well with her overall

    Dean was completely ignoring the other women, his gaze fixes back on Rose as soon as she comes back into view, oblivious to the others around.


    Gwen smiles, her eyes go half-lidded and she gestures to him with her good hand.
    "Come here Sam."

    Rose spotted him and smiled. She came back over. The other girls saw her, then saw the way he was looking at her. They rolled their eyes and left. " So how about you show me your talents in bed?" She whispered in his ear with a smirk.


    Sam mobbed over closer to him. He suddenly felt like he was much younger. He felt nervous actually. He smiled at her

    Dean grins and stands with her.
    "I'm up for it."


    Gwen looks up at him for a moment then reaches up to grab his collar and pull him down, kissing him.

    Rose smiled and took his hand. She pulled him out of the bar and to her motel room. Once inside, she faced him. She then kissed him.


    Sam wasn't ready fully. A light pink blush came to his cheeks. He kissed her back softly.

    (Fade Dean and Rose)


    Gwen laughs against his mouth and runs her fingers through his hair.

    Clothes were thrown across the room from last night. Rose ended up falling asleep snuggled into Dean's side. She woke up the next morning with a pounding headache and memories. She smiled slightly and yawned.


    Sam smiled into it and pulled away after a little. He looked at him. He seems happy.