(Mikuchan1989 Here is your request! I actually did have a chapter similar to this, and it was supposed to be a two-parter, but I never got around to the second part, unfortunately!😅 but anyway, I hope you like it!)

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Alison came into the bunker with a big grin on her face. The two men that sat at the table doing research, looked up upon hearing the door open.

Dean slightly furrowed his brows at the smile on her face.

"Why are you so happy?" He questioned as she came down the stairs.

"No reason." Alison shrugged.

Dean let his eyes linger on her.

"I have a date tonight." She said.

Sam smiled at the girl.

"Really?" He asked her.

Alison nodded.

"Wi-with who? Exactly?" Dean asked, sitting up straight.

"A boy from English." Alison said, coming over towards the table. "His name is Tanner." She said.

"Tanner?" Dean scoffed. "What kind of name is Tanner?" He said.

"Dad?" Alison asked.

"Baby?" Dean asked.

"Don't be insensitive." She told him.

Dean furrowed his brows as Alison turned around and went to her room.

"She told you." Sam chuckled.

"Shut up."

~~~

A few hours later, Alison came out of her room wearing a black dress that went to her knees, and some shorts under it. She wore white socks and her black converses.

She came into the main room where Sam and Dean still were. They both looked up at her.

"How do I look?" She asked. "Too much? Too little? Do I look bad?" She asked them.

"You look amazing." Sam chuckled.

"Too much skin." Dean stated, his overprotectiveness wanting to take over.

Sam hit his arm.

"Your opinion doesn't count. You just don't want me to go." Alison crossed her arms over her chest.

Dean huffed, looking away from the girl for a moment.

"Where are you even going anyway?" He questioned.

"Tanner's taking me to the movies." Alison stated.

"Amateur." Dean mumbled under his breath.

Sam rolled his eyes at Dean.

"Okay, look. Please, don't get involved. Do not interfere with my date, okay?" Alison told them. "Promise me, you won't."

"I promise." Sam told her with no hesitation.

He wasn't the one Alison was really worried about.

Dean stayed quiet.

"Dad!" Alison said.

Dean raised his hands before letting them fall back into his lap.

"I promise!" He said, secretly crossing his fingers like a child.

"Thank you." Alison said.

"Do you need a ride?" Sam asked the girl.

"Please?" She said.

"Of course." He nodded. "When do you need to leave?"

"Uh..." Alison looked at her phone. "In about ten minutes?" She said.

"Okay." Sam nodded his head.

After about ten minutes, Sam and Alison left, leaving Dean alone at the bunker.

It was a bad idea, because it gave Dean time to find a disguise and leave the bunker in one of the extra cars in the garage.

~~~

Dean sat in the car across the road. He wore a black hoodie, the hood on over his head, and he wore some sunglasses.

Alison and her date, Tanner, were across the road at the theater, getting ready to go in. Dean watched the two, laughing and talking as they walked into the theater.

Dean quickly got out of the car, closing the door and hurrying across the road.

He went into the theater and stayed back as far as he could while still being able to watch his daughter with the boy.

He watched them buy their tickets to the movie they were going to see, then they headed into the movie. He went and bought a ticket, then headed in.

Dean didn't exactly have much of a plan, but he knew that he was going to be keeping an eye on this boy that had the audacity to take his little girl on a date.

Alison and Tanner sat towards the middle row, so Dean sat about two rows behind them. He kept his sunglasses on, along with his hood, and kept his eyes on the two teens.

The movie started, and the theater went quiet, except for the movie playing.

After a few minutes, Dean noticed Alison and Tanner quietly laughing with each other and whispering.

Dean slightly furrowed his brows. He glanced over to a person sitting a seat over from him, with a bucket of popcorn in his lap.

Dean reached over, grabbing a piece of popcorn. The man looked at Dean, raising his hands at him.

Dean waved him off.

He then tossed the popcorn at the two teens, it landed in between them.

Alison and Tanner both went to turn around, Dean quickly ducked down. He waited a minute before raising back up.

The two went back to watching the movie, Dean smirked to himself.

After about fifteen more minutes, Dean saw Tanner wrap his arm around Alisons shoulder. He sat up straight.

He turned to the side, grabbing a fistful of popcorn from the guys bucket, then chucking it at the boy.

"Dude!" The guy said quietly.

Tanner whipped around, Alison turned to look for whoever was throwing popcorn at them. Dean had ducked down again.

Tanner and Alison looked at each other, Alison gave a light shrug.

Tanner glanced back once again, still seeing nobody.

The two, once again, went back to watching the movie.

Dean raised back up, the guy beside him was glaring at him, but he paid no mind to him.

For the next twenty minutes, Dean kept glancing between the big screen and the two teenagers.

Tanner's arm was still wrapped around Alison's shoulders, and it bugged Dean to death. He wanted to go down there and just rip the boy away from his daughter, but Alison couldn't know that he was there.

The movie finally ended, and everyone started getting up from their seats. Dean slid down onto the floor while everyone started towards the exits.

He stayed there until he heard Alison's voice.

"Oh, my god."

Dean looked up and saw Alison and Tanner standing at the end of the isle, four seats away from him, staring at him.

Dean quickly stood up, taking off his sunglasses.

"I can't believe you right now!" Alison said to her father. "Actually, you know what? I can. I really can." She shook her head. "Dad, you promised!"

"Actually," Dean pulled down his hood. "I crossed my fingers."

Tanner looked between the two.

"You—" Alison cut herself off.

She scoffed, and turned, storming towards the exits.

"Alison, wait!" Tanner hurried after her.

Dean gave a light sigh and rushed after them.

He followed them out into the hall, Alison was mad, and she had a right to be.

"He was probably just worried about you." Tanner tried talking to Alison as he followed her.

"Yeah, right. He's always worried about me." Alison stated.

"Alison, come on!" Dean hurried up beside his daughter. "Let me explain!"

"Explain?" Alison turned to him as they now stood in front of the doors that led outside. "Explain what? That you got into the movie, sat two rows behind us, spied on us all night, and I even bet that you were the one throwing popcorn at us, weren't you?" She said.

Dean was quiet for a moment as he gave a light shrug.

"Unbelievable." Alison turned back, going outside.

Tanner quickly followed.

They stepped out and saw the impala parked in the front, Sam in the drivers seat, waiting for them.

He looked up with a small smile, but frowned when he saw Dean.

"Dean?" He asked.

"Yeah. Him." Alison said. "He spied on us, Sammy. All night! He threw popcorn at us from two rows behind us!" She told him.

"Dean!" Sam said.

Dean stayed quiet, a wave of guilt washing over him.

Tanner gave a breathy awkward chuckle, looking to Alison.

"Look, Alison, I had a great night with you, but it's really awkward right now." He stated. "I gotta go, but I'd love to go out again sometime." He smiled at her.

"Yeah." Alison sent a small smile back, but she was still irritated. "Text me later?" She almost didn't ask.

"Yeah." Tanner nodded. "Bye." He glanced at everyone else before turning and rushing off.

Alison let out a deep breath.

"Alison, I'm—"

"Don't." Alison cut her father off, not even looking at him.

Dean's hands dropped by his sides as Alison went around to the passenger side, getting in.

Sam gave him a look that said he was kinda asking for it.

"We'll meet you at home." Sam told him.

Dean sighed.

~~~

Alison laid in her bed, switching though the T.V. channels. She got home and went straight to her room, changed into something comfortable and laid down.

She didn't look up as she heard a knock on her door.

"Ali?" She heard Deans voice. "Can I come in?"

"No." Alison answered in an annoyed voice.

Dean opened the door anyway, peeking in.

"I told you no." She stated, her eyes staying on the t.v.

"I know you did, but you only said no because you're mad at me." Dean stated, coming in.

"I'm not mad at you." Alison said. "I'm irritated with you. There's a difference."

"Yeah, well, you have a right to be both." Dean said, coming over towards her bed. "Look, kid. I'm sorry for spying on you and what's-his-face." He apologized.

Alison held back a slight smirk.

"His name is Tanner." She said, looking to her father.

"Whatever." Dean said. "It was wrong of me, and I shouldn't have done it. I guess I was just worried, and scared." He said, lightly picking at his nails.

"Of what?" Alison asked, slightly sitting up.

"You going out with boys. Growing up. Getting your heart broken." Dean listed. "You wanting nothing to do with your old man anymore." He chuckled.

"Whoa, hey." Alison scoffed. "It doesn't matter how old I get, I'll always want you around. Once a daddy's girl, always a daddy's girl." She stated.

Dean smiled a little.

"Yeah, well, your opinion on that might change." He said.

"It's not going to." Alison told him. "But you're right. I am growing up, Dad. I'm not seven anymore. I'm going to go out with boys, and I'm going to hang out with my friends, but I will always want to hang out with my dad too. And don't worry, I'll always pick you first."

"I love you, you know that?" Dean told her.

"I know." Alison smiled.

"Come here." Dean held his arms out to her.

Alison got up, hugging Dean tightly, laying her head against his chest.

"But dad?" She asked as he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her back tighter.

"Baby?" He asked.

"No more spying on me and my dates, okay?" She told him, looking up at him.

"Alright. I'll try." He told her, kissing her forehead.

Alison smiled.

"Hey, there's a horror marathon playing, wanna hang out?" She asked him.

"Yeah, I'll hang out." He chuckled.

Alison grinned, pulling away from Dean and climbing back into her bed. Dean kicked off his shoes, and climbed up beside her.

Alison laid her head on Deans shoulder, wrapping her arms around his arm.

Thank you so much for reading!