Creds to the idoot for the idea for a certain part I am not spoiling bc it's funny.

Summary: Based off this post:

QOTP: Do you think Dean was Ben's biological father?

Word Count: 2211

It's almost noon, and you, Sam, and Rowena are sitting in the bunker library eating lunch when Dean finally comes home.

"Where have you been?" Sam asks, a knowing expression on his face. You look up from your book at Dean, who's wearing the same clothes he left in last night and his signature smirk. You sigh, the answer already obvious. He reaches the table and winks at you, taking a couple of your fries.

You bat his hand away. "Don't touch my food; I don't know where your hands have been."

"Yeah, you do," he says, smirking once again. You roll your eyes as he stalks off, announcing his plans for a shower.

"And how many nights is that this week?" Rowena asks. Your favorite ginger witch (that is, the only one you know) is present because you owe her and other witches are currently out to get her. She was vague about the details.

You snort in response to her question. "Three? Four? He's the only one whose counting anymore."

"You're counting, too, Dr. Seuss," Sam says, raising his eyebrows.

You roll your eyes so hard, you almost pull a muscle. "I have no reason to count, Sam. Give it a rest - I was fourteen."

"Still had a crush on him, though," Sam mutters.

You're used to this one-night-stand behavior from Dean; you've been hunting with the Winchesters since you were kids. John and your parents hunted together often, and after your parents died when you were in your twenties, you started hunting with them permanently.

And, yes, you had a crush on him when you were fourteen and you told Sam. But, it's safe to say, you're over it by now...

After a few minutes, you hear the shower running and shake your head, thinking about Dean. Rowena hums to herself, sitting back in her chair. Sam glances over at her. "What?"

"Me? Oh, nothing. Just wondering," she says, resting her chin on her hand. "What would he be like if he was actually in love?"

"Where did that come from?" you ask, closing your book, this topic piquing your interest.

She shrugs. "Well, he's got all these meaningless, physical things going on... What would it be like if he actually cared about somebody?"

"We already know," Sam says. "Y/N."

"Sam-" you start.

He shakes his head, pointing a fry at you. "You may be over him, but he's not over you. He's liked you since the third grade."

"Bull," you reply. Then, you turn to Rowena. "There was Lisa," you say, "who might've had his baby, even though she said it wasn't his. Highly doubt it, not only because Ben kinda looked and acted like him, but also because probability. He can only go so long without planting seeds."

Sam chuckles. "Anyway, Y/N/N and I were never around Dean when he was with her - except in life or death situations. But, it's been years since then - he's moved on to-"

"He does not like me!" you shout. "Get over it, Sammy."

Rowena chuckles. "Sorry, Sam; I'm siding with her on this. But, there's a way we can find out for sure."

////

You managed to keep Dean home last night and away from Rowena while she brewed her love potion. You also managed to get Cas here and told him what he was supposed to do - walk in the kitchen whenyy you say so (because the first person Dean sees is the one he'll fall in love with), but you weren't sure he completely understood.

Yes, a lot of things could go wrong. But you wanna see Dean fall in love with Cas; it'll be hilarious. You also want to prove to Sam that Dean doesn't like you... somehow.

If he likes Cas, he can't like you. End of story.

You're standing with the angel outside the kitchen, where Rowena and Sam are pouring the potion into Dean's coffee. You hear Dean's door open and start talking to Cas about past cases you went on, which confuses him, but it keeps Dean from being suspicious.

"Mornin'," he says.

You smile as he walks into the kitchen. "Mornin'."

"I made some coffee," you hear Sam say. Then, Rowena and Sam bolt out of the kitchen and hide in the hallway.

You push Cas towards the door. "Just walk in there, Cas."

"But why?" he asks.

You sigh. "Because. Just go."

"Why would I go into the kitchen? I don't eat."

"Cas-"

"You go in the kitchen."

"Cas-"

"What are you two arguing about?" Dean asks, and you can tell he's about to walk in. Panicked, you run forward, trying to close the door on him, but he beats you to the doorway and locks eyes with you.

Oh, crap.

His brows furrow. "Are you okay?"

"... What?" you ask, having expected him to hug you or kiss you or... who knows what. Rowena said people usually do that...

"Have you taken a drink of your coffee yet?" Sam asks.

Dean becomes even more confused. "Yes? Why is everybody acting so weird today?"

When nobody answers, he sighs, exasperated, and turns to go back into the kitchen. You hastily walk over to Rowena and Sam. "Is he in love with me or not? What is going on? What do I do?"

"Calm down," Rowena says. "The potion may not take effect until he finishes the whole thing."

////

Ten minutes later, Dean's on his last sip off coffee. He's moved to the library, drinking while searching for cases. You made Cas sit in front of him. The rest of you are sitting at the table with the map on it, you sitting closest to the library.

Dean takes his last sip, but keeps his eyes on his laptop screen for a few seconds. Then, he looks over at you. "Hey, I think I... found a case? Why are you looking at me like that?"

The expression on your face conveys all the emotions you're feeling right now - panic, shock, and dread, among a few other things.

Through the fear, you can hear Rowena trying to hide her laughter behind you. Sam, also in shock, shouts, "Look at Cas!"

Dean looks at Cas across from him, who seems equally confused.

Abruptly, regaining your ability of speech, you stand, running a hand through your hair. "You were supposed to fall in love with Cas, not me!"

"I was what?" Dean asks, his face immediately burning. Sam quickly explains the situation, and then Dean starts laughing. "Really? A love potion? Those aren't real! They don't work!"

"Excuse me-" Rowena starts.

Dean shakes his head, still chuckling. "I'm sorry, Rowena, but that's insane. Even for us. This isn't Harry Potter."

You only sigh, hoping he's right.

////

"Okay, Cupids, whose going with me to talk to the husband, and whose going to the coroner's office?" Dean asks. You're now working the case - a standard werewolf - having left Cas and Rowena back at the bunker.

Sam smiles to himself. "You two go; I'll go check out the vic."

You ride shotgun on the way to the husband's house after dropping Sam off. Dean glances over at you. "You seriously thought that thing would work?"

"Can we just not talk about it," you say, embarrassed. Dean laughs and turns on the radio, a familiar song coming on.

Lying beside you, here in the dark, feeling your heartbeat with mine. Softly you whisper - you're so sincere - "How could our love be so blind?" We sailed on together. We drifted apart. And here you are by my side.

You chuckle as Dean quietly sings next to you, getting progressively louder as the chorus hits. It doesn't take long for you to join him.

You don't notice it, but he looks over at you with the biggest smile on his face.

////

Sam, having just finished his short interview with the coroner, sits on a bench outside the office and takes out his phone to call someone.

"Sam Winchester, it has been hours, and you only just call me to update?" Rowena's sharp Scottish accent immediately blares through the phone.

Sam winces. "Sorry. I haven't been alone long enough to talk."

"Well, what's going on? Is it obvious?" Rowena asks impatiently.

Sam sighs, "The only change is that he's listening to love songs - mostly Journey. Played them all the way here."

Rowena hums in thought. "Personally, I think the potion worked and Dean's just concealing it. He seems to be good at doing that sort of thing."

"He's definitely concealing it, but he's had a lot of practice," Sam says.

"Not this again-"

"He's always liked Y/N. I mean, when were we teenagers, he flirted with her constantly."

"Dean Winchester will flirt with anything that moves."

"Yeah, but he's different with Y/N. He's always been. It's like he's... more sincere, you know? And you saw him when she said he was in love with her - he was blushing. Dean never blushes."

"Whatever."

And with that, she hangs up.

////

"WOULD YOU PLEASE HURRY?!" you shout out of the open front door, holding off a werewolf with a broken chair leg.

Dean, frantically opening the trunk, shouts back, "I'M TRYING, OKAY?!"

The husband is the werewolf, and you picked up on that quickly - which caused him to turn and attack. So, definitely a pure blood.

He lunged at you, so Dean started shooting at him, but hesitated for fear of shooting you; you lunged right back, wielding a vase from the coffee table.

You landed on the ground and grabbed one of the uncomfortable wooden chairs nearest you and hit him over the head with it, effectively breaking it. Then, you started yelling at Dean, who had to run to the car because the bullets in his gun weren't silver and yours was all the way across the room, also not containing silver bullets.

It doesn't take long for Dean to run in, wielding a silver knife. Immediately, he stabs the werewolf in the back, killing it and getting its blood all over you.

You shove it off and sit up, but don't have time to say anything; Dean starts freaking out.

He drops down in front of you, grabbing you by the shoulders and looking all over you for injuries. "Are you okay?! Are you hurt?! Did he bite you?! Did-"

"DEAN! Calm down. I am fine. Just a couple bruises."

At this, Dean calms down considerably, awkwardly looking away and standing up, dusting off his jacket. "Well, I am going to clean this up. You can, uh, go to the car."

////

You picked up Sam and decided to just go ahead and head back to the bunker, making Sam sit in the back. You ride in silence, your shirt still covered in werewolf blood, Dean still feeling weird and embarrassed due to his protective-motherly-freak-out moment, and Sam completely confused because neither of you will tell him what happened.

Suddenly, Dean breaks the silence. "Are you a werewolf?"

"... No," you answer hesitantly. "I wasn't bitten-"

"Because you stole my heart."

You look over at him, eyes wide, as he stares out the window with a similar expression. "Why did that come out of my mouth? What am I saying? What is going on?"

And then Sam starts cackling from the backseat.

////

"So, let me get this straight," Rowena says, you and Dean sitting at the table in front of her back at the bunker, having just told her what happened, with a few added details. She points to you or Dean whenever necessary as she continues. "You were already in love with her when I tricked you into drinking that love potion, so all it did was make it harder for you to hide it. And you were in denial of it working because you were afraid of what would happen if Sam was right because you're in love with him."

"Sounds right to me," Sam says, still amused by the whole situation. You and Dean nod sheepishly, both looking at the floor.

Rowena sighs, exasperated. "You're both idiots."

"I was under the impression that everyone already knew," Cas says, standing next to Sam, observing the ridiculous situation. "I have been able to sense your feelings for each other for quite some time now."

Sam laughs, putting an arm around Castiel and leading him out. Rowena shakes her head, muttering something along the lines of "idiots" and walking out.

You've been left alone.

"So..." you start. "What now?"

"I don't know; I never thought I'd get this far," Dean says, looking up at you.

You smile a little, looking back at him. "Neither did I."

"Well... we can get farther," he says, immediately panicking when you raise an eyebrow at him. "That's not what I meant! It sounded better in my head! I swear!" You laugh, causing a wave of relief to wash over him. He sighs. "What I meant was... I, uh, I wanna... kiss you..."

"Is this you or the potion talking?"

"A little bit of both."