Supernatural: Season One Dean Winchester Love story

Phantom Traveler (3)

Phantom Traveler (3)

Kylie's POV

I watched from the window of the "Mort's for Style" as Dean and Sam adjusted their suits. Everything inside of me wanted to mock them for how ridiculous they looked, but I couldn't.

They looked handsome.

Especially Dean.

Me on the other hand, looked like the exact type of woman that I hated, and that was a feminine woman.

I sighed and straightened my blue skirt, my white dress shirt tucked into it. At least my pre-owned heels looked cute. I glanced down at them and shrugged before walking out of the door as the bell rang above me.

"Man I look like one of the Blues Brothers." Dean complained, causing me to grin.

"No you don't. You look more like a . . . seventh-grader at his first dance." Sam commented.

At that I let out a unladylike laugh, causing the brother's to look at me. Sam gave me a small smile and nodded in my direction while Dean's eyes were clouded with what I thought was lust. His gaze caused me to bite my lip and it seemed to only intensify his look.

I cleared my throat and racked my fingers through my brown hair that I had yet to pull up into a bun. "At least you don't look like you're running for office."

Sam let out a small laugh. "I'd vote for you Ky."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "You better." I glanced over at Dean who quickly shook his head.

"I hate this thing." Dean finally uttered as he tugged his tie.

"Hey, you want into that warehouse or not?" Sam said as we hopped into the Impala.

"Not." I said under my breath as Dean started the Impala. My gaze instantly looking out the window at the town's scenery as Dean drove.

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When we got to the warehouse I had to hold my breath as we showed our fake badges to the security guards.

"It takes 3 of you now?" The guard asked with a raised eyebrow.

I put on a fake flirtatious smile at the older guard. "What can I say these boys need me." I let out a fake giggle.

The guard seemed to buy it as he gave me a warm smile. "Well I can see why."

"Great," Dean interrupted, "so can we go in?"

I gave another warm smile and batted my eyelashes at the guard who only nodded at me.

"Go ahead." 

I shot him a wink as we walked through the door, giving him a show as I wiggled my ass that I know doubt knew he was watching.

"Don't do that." Dean glared at me when we were out of earshot.

"Do what?" I asked innocently.

"That flirtatious thing. I hate it." He pointed out, making me feel a little fuzzy inside.

"Got us in didn't it?" I smirked at his jealousy.

It was nice to know that I wasn't the only one who could get jealous.

"You didn't need to do that. We would have gotten just fine." Dean grumbled as he pulled out what looked like a Walkman and headphones.

"What is that?" I laughed.

"It's an EMF meter. Reads electromagnetic frequencies." Dean explained proudly.

"Yeah I know what an EMF meter is." I chuckled and shook my head.