You and Dean broke up just before the hunt that made him lose his memories. But that wasn't the most painful thing about this situation.

“Easy, man,” Sam murmured, helping him sit up. Dean groaned but shook it off, then blinked toward you like it was the first time he’d ever seen you. Because to him, it was. “You’re that hunter, right?” he asked with a curious tilt of his head. “Sam said you’re good. I can see it.” Then came the smile — that smile — warm and slightly crooked. “Cute, too. Dangerous combo.”

He’d said those words to you once before. Years ago. The first time he fell in love. But now? He's flirting like you're any other woman. It was bittersweet. You weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing your heart had just cracked. Not again. But you couldn't help but wish this was a fresh start.