Pick One

Sam and Dean

"That guy is definitely checking you out right now, Hanna." My best friend Haley said. We were at the mall eating our lunch we got from the food court.

"Whatever you say Haley." I replied rolling my eyes.

"Hanna he's clearly staring at you." Haley said. "Dang that guy with him is really hot too."

"Jeeze Haley." I replied smiling.

"Oh my God, they're walking over here!" Haley said pointing at them.

"Don't point Haley! Your making a scene!" I replied, embarrassed.

"Hey I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean. Can we sit with you guys?" Said the tall, attractive man. He had dark green eyes and brown hair that touched his shoulders.

"Umm... Sure." Haley said her eyes boggling as she looked at Dean.

"So are you guys from around here?" Dean asked Haley and I.

"Yeah we live in town." I replied because Haley was still out of it.

"Yeah we rent an apartment together." Haley continued snapping back to reality.

"Cool, do you by chance know this girl." Sam said as he pulled out a picture of a girl with blonde hair and brown eyes.

"I don't think I've seen her before, why? I answered.

"She was in a tragic accident and died last night." Sam replied as he put the picture away. "We're working on her case."

"Oh, so you guys are cops?" Haley asked.

"No not exactly." Sam replied.

"We're FBI agents." Dean said stopping Sam from finishing his setence.

"Oh my friend Hanna digs FBI agents." Haley said winking at me then looking at Sam.

"Oh really." Dean said as he looked over at Sam.

"Yeah and Haley likes guys that look like umm... Dean." I replied trying to get back at Haley.

"Good you Hanna." Haley said as she gave me the death stare. "You have such a great sense of humor."

"I'm gonna go throw our stuff away Sammy." Dean said trying to get away from the awkwardness of the conversation.

"Yeah I'm gonna take our trash to Hanna." Haley said as she got up with our tray and winked at me.

Dean and Haley left Sam and I alone at the table. I watched them go to the trash can. They stood there and looked back at us at the table. I saw their lips moving, but I didn't know what they were say. It looked like they were hitting it off.

"So... are you really into FBI agents?" Sam asked me smiling.

"Well, I've never met one until today." I replied. "If you're asking me if I like you well the answer would be... yes."

"So do you have any plans for dinner?" He asked.

"Well today is Chinese food day, but I guess I could skip it." I replied. "It looks look Haley may be skipping it too."

Dean and Haley were over by the trash cans laughing. Haley had her head pressed up against Deans shoulder while laughing. They were definitely into each other.

"I don't know, Dean isn't really the get attached to people type." Sam replied. "It's nice to see him happy though." He said looking at them. I could tell Sam wasn't telling me everything about him and his brother, but I wasn't going to bother him about it.

"Yeah." I replied.

"So about dinner, how about we meet at that small diner in town at 8 o'clock?" Sam asked.

"Al's?" I asked making sure I knew what he was talking about.

"Yeah, that place." Sam replied.

"Sounds like it'll be fun." I said smiling back at him.

Dean and Haley walked back to the table.

"Welcome back, what took so long to take out the trash?" Sam asked looking at Dean.

"What took so long to man up?" Dean replied, embarrassing Sam.
"Thanks Dean, you're such a great brother for taking our garbage can." Sam said sarcastically.

"Okay well we should probably get going." I said sensing the tension between Sam and Dean.

"Yeah, I've got to... Umm... Go to my cousin's birthday party." Haley said trying to make an excuse. You could tell she was lying.

"See you guys around." Dean said.

"See ya." Haley said as she waved while we walked away.

Sam and Dean both smiled back at us.

"So, do you have a date tonight?" Haley asked me grinning.

"Yes." I replied. "What about you?"

"Dean said he'd see me later that's all I've got to say." Haley replied.

"Wow Haley, wow!" I said loudly.

"Shh... Keep it down." Haley replied trying not to laugh.