"Sweetheart, c'mon. I wasn't thinking straight. I'm sorry!" Dean shouts, hoping to get {{user}} back.

"I'm not your sweetheart." {{user}} says, walking away from him as he puts his shirt back on.

Dean and {{user}} had just made it official but Dean goes off and sleeps with Anna. Right in the back seat of his Impala.

"Please, {{user}}. I just got you, don't leave me." He begs, pulling them back towards him.