It's been a month since then, Dean rarely talks to me.
I am eating a granola bar at the counter, waiting for the boys to get the hell up for our hunt. They do this ALL the freaking time! They tell me to get up at the butt crack of dawn and they don't. I laid my head on the counter, tired. I soon fell asleep, having dreams about kicking the boys asses when I wake up.
"Roxanne?" I woke up and Sam was standing next to me,
"What?! Do you have a reason for being so damn late?!"
He frowned and looked at me with concern, "We are having a break day today. Its tomorrow."
"WHAAAAT?!" I got up and went to my room, slamming the door, and jumping on my mattress. THESE BOYS ARE GOING TO KILL ME. I slept for about an hour. Once I got up, I got dressed and grabbed my collection of guns I have gotten recently.
"Good morning sleeping beauty." I looked over and saw Dean, "Morning..." I made a small smile, he is talking to me again. I feel like an ass for last time, I'm just not ready for that yet. "What are you doing?" "Practicing shooting." He looked down and scratched the back of his neck, "Mind if I watch?" I blushed, WHY THE HELL AM I BLUSHING?! "Yea... S-sure..." I started walking out of the bunker and he followed behind. I got to my usual spot and set up little dummies. I started shooting to be quickly stopped, "Stop." Dean came to me and moved my arms and brought the gun a little closer, "Now, shoot." I furrowed my brow but kept shooting, of course, hitting the targets better. 

I grabbed my pistol, quickly got it ready and shot at the dummy blindly. I was always better with a normal pistol, I shot the dummies head and groin. Dean nodded his head and I kept shooting. I heard something slither by and I shot, it was a snake. Dean took away the pistol and handed me a shotgun. "Try with this." Holding my shotgun in my hand gave me flashbacks, I am a hunter, I have to ignore these small things, I wiped any sign of emotion from my face and started shooting. After I completely obliterated the dummies, Dean was clapping, he put a hand on my shoulder, "Good job Rox." I felt butterflies in my stomach. "Thank you." I felt very self conscious and started squirming. I could feel his stare undressing me, my knees could give out from just his glance. His hand went from my shoulder to my neck and up my cheek, "Roxanne?" I practically melted into his palm, "Hm?" My eyes were closed and I leaned into his hand, "Im sorry about the hunt, back at the hotel." My eyes shot open and they met with bright green ones. 

I wanted to throw something, I cant just let him be like this. "No, Dean. Im sorry. I just have some things going on and I am not really ready for that." He nodded his head, "Alright." I smiled and hugged him, "Thanks for understanding." I realized the hug might have been too much so it was more like an awkward side hug. His hand fell and he sighed, "Im going back in." "O-okay." I watched as he left me in the woods. WHAT THE HELL! Now I might have ruined the normalness of the house. I sighed and kicked a tree, I went back to the bunker and to my room. I sat on my bed for what felt like years, when it was probably just an hour. 
*knock knock*
"Roxanne? Can I come in?" I heard Sams voice and nodded, I then realized he couldn't see it. "Yea..." He came in and sat on my bed, next to me, "What happened between you and Dean?" I was laying facedown on my bed so my voice came out muffled, "No.hi.g" I heard him let out an exaggerated sigh, "Come on and tell me." I sighed really loud, more like I screamed, into the bed, "SAM, LITERALLY BECAUSE I AM AN IDIOT AND LET DRAKE GET IN THE WAY OF MY TRUE FEELINGS, *lets myself breathe* NOTHING HAPPENED." I sat up violently, hair flying everywhere, "SAMMY," I couldn't talk anymore because my tears racked through me, he only looked at me and pulled me into a hug. I tried to talk but I just sat there blubbering into Sam's sweater. "Roxanne, what happened?" "D-Dean and me. We almost had sex, and I got flash backs and I c-c-couldn't handle it. Also, I know he doesn't really like me, he probably just wants a quick fuck." He nodded his head and rubbed my back, "You did nothing wrong. You just weren't ready. I honestly don't think Dean is like that towards you, he wouldn't do that." I nodded and he stayed with me, I soon fell asleep. 

I woke up with a note next to my head, "Go back to sleep, we are doing this one alone. Rest up, we should be back in a few days." I growled and crumpled up the note, Sammy probably thought it was best. I sat up, cursing things about Sammy, talking to myself. I passed a mirror and saw myself talking to myself.
I stopped and looked at myself, "Haha!  You look like an idiot! Imagine if someone other than yourself saw you doing this?! You are such a freak! Can you not handle a couple days alone? If anything you should be happy, they have been driving you nuts anyway!"
I sighed, "I don't care how much they drive me nuts, I love them both. Sam has been there for me and Dean-" I sighed again and sat in front of the mirror, getting comfy, this was gonna be a while, "Dean has too, but he doesn't know as much as Sammy. I honestly am trying to think good things of him, but the way he acts sometimes. He makes me think he hates me or wants to use me as a quick fuck. I also want to think he really likes me but we all know that there is no way, Dean Fucking Winchester likes me."
I frowned at my reflection, then smiled brightly, "I guess I can look at different people! I mean, I need to get over him. So I might as well look at him as not an option." I got up and skipped to the kitchen, "What's task number one?!" I looked in the cabinet and saw some granola bars, "Task one: Groceries-" I opened the fridge, and looked around the rest of the house.

I was hopping out of my car and going into the store, I grabbed a cart and looked down at my list,
"One- Rabbit food(for Sammy), Snacks, Normal food, beer, water etc.!
Two- New pots and pans
Three- new movies
Four- new sheets and pillow cases
Five- Cleaning Gear..."
I thought to myself, I'll get the food last! I went on my adventure and tried not to get lost. Finally I was done and attempted to haul everything into the car. I failed, dropping my mop gear on the ground, "Shit!" "Need a hand?" I look next to me and see a tall guy, with dark skin, blue eyes, and dark hair. I smiled, "Please!" He gladly took more than half the things from my arms and fit it into the car. He helped me with the other half of the groceries, during this I introduced myself, "My name is Roxanne." "Kevin." He smiled and we shook hands, "I haven't seen you around here, are you new?" He nodded and scratched his neck, "Yea, moved here recently." I smiled, "That's cool!" "Yeah-" I interrupted him, pointing at his shirt, "Love the shirt by the way." He looked down and saw me pointing at his shirt, "Thanks!" He was wearing a shirt with multiple band names on it, many I knew. I closed my trunk, "Well thanks for the help Kevin, could I get your number? We can probably hang out sometime!" He smiled widely, "Okay, here." We exchanged numbers and went on our way.

I got back to the bunker and put everything away, I let out a sigh, "Time for some cleaning!"