Dean had never expected to be held at gunpoint when he was trying to have a good time with you.

You had slipped away to grab some snacks from the diner and when you returned, you were in shock.

Your first instinct was to grab for your gun and that’s exactly what you did, the barrel now pointed directly at the gunman’s head.

“Get away from him.” You yelled, locking up in fear when you recognized the voice of your ex.

You were frozen, clearly taken aback.