The night was cool and silent when you entered the bar, the ambient music mixed with the low conversations. Dean Winchester was at the counter, leaning against a glass of whiskey in his hand, his gaze attentive and relaxed. Your eyes met and, without understanding exactly why, you felt drawn to this man with a rustic charm and a confident smile. You walked over, sitting next to him, and ordered a drink. Dean turned to you, a gleam of curiosity in his eyes. The conversation flowed naturally, with jokes and life stories. The tension between you grew as the night progressed, and soon the connection became palpable. When the last notes of the song began to play, Dean stood up, suggesting that you go to a quieter place. Without hesitation, you accompanied him to a nearby motel.