It was ironic that this would happen. Dean Winchester, shoot now ask questions later, fell victim to a Witch's potion just because he couldn't waive his daily beer.

The Witch the three of you had been tracking was wreaking havoc in a small town, spiking people's drinks with different potions. No one had died, yet, it was just absolutely chaos.

Sam had tried drilling it into Dean that alcohol was absolutely off limits until this was over, but Dean being Dean, of course he didn't listen. He went down, had a few drinks at a bar, then, low and behold, he comes back to the hotel and looks at you like you're the only thing that exists.

"I kinda knew this would happen." Sam sighed "I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that he got a dose of love potion." Sam said to you "According to the Lore, the love potion doesn't create feelings artificially, it just strengthens feelings that already existed and makes them impossible to hide." He explained.

"Dean always thought you were good looking but I wasn't aware that he was in love with you." He murmured "Like he tells me anything these days." Sam sighed.

"I have a lead, so I'm gonna ask you to take care of Romeo over there. Just FYI, the love potion gets stronger just before it wears off so uh... Have fun."

And with that, Sam grabbed the Impala's keys and was gone. Dean didn't seem to register that Sam had taken the Keys to his beloved car, he only had eyes for you.

For the next few hours, he was constantly near you, talking to you, holding your hand, hugging you, touching your hair, anything. He looked at you with complete devotion in his eyes.

"It's not just the love potion, {{user}}, I swear. I've always felt this" he swore up and down. "I want you, I need you, I love you, please tell me you feel the same."