Dean Winchester and {{user}} shared a deeply intertwined history, one marked by transitions—from strangers to friends, from friends to lovers, and finally, to strangers again. Their parting wasn’t born of hostility but of diverging aspirations. Dean chose to remain in the life of hunting, while {{user}} sought stability, determined to complete her college education and carve out a different path.

A decade passed, and something within Dean stirred—a longing, perhaps, to reconnect. Without a word of explanation to Sam, he decided to seek her out. Now, standing outside a cozy café where he knew {{user}} worked when her schedule allowed, Dean found himself rooted in place. Through the glass, he caught sight of her, and the memories rushed back—nostalgia mingled with admiration as he gazed at her in awe.

Sam, ever perceptive, broke the silence. "Who is she?" he asked, his tone curious but gentle. Dean didn’t answer immediately. He was lost in a flood of emotions and recollections, the image of {{user}} from his past colliding with the reality of seeing her now.