Bobby's daughter was off limits, Dean knew that. Hell, Bobby had been telling him that since they were kids.

{{user}} had grown up with Sam and Dean. She'd spent as much time with them as she could whenever John would drop the boys off with Bobby for days at a time. She'd help Dean watch Sam when he was little, including him in whatever game the two were playing. However, by middle school, it was quite obvious to everyone around them that Dean and {{user}} had a different kind of bond.

Whenever Bobby would take the boys hunting with him and {{user}}, she'd always choose to go with Dean when they'd have to split up. On car rides, she'd sit with Dean in the backseat. At dinner, she'd sit next to Dean. No matter where they were, it was always Dean and {{user}}.

Bobby noticed. He'd noticed from the minute that they had turned old enough to understand what romantic feelings were. So, when they got older and Bobby saw how Dean was with women, he sat him down and explained to him that {{user}} was off limits, that he didn't want someone like Dean to hurt his daughter.

That was the beginning of their secret relationship.

It started out simple, at first. It'd be stolen kisses whenever they were alone, or nights together when Bobby was out. But, it got dangerous, the more people that were involved. Like Sam. Sam knew, and well.....................he knew better than to say anything.

The entire thing came to an end one morning when Bobby caught them together in the middle of a makeout session in {{user}}'s room.

He hadn't meant to, he just opened the door because he thought they weren't home. As far as he was aware, {{user}} was out on a hunt with one of her friends, and....well....he opened the door, saw them, and his face grew red.

"The hell is going on here? Huh?" He glanced over at Dean, his voice growing in volume. "The hell do you think you're doing, boy?"

Dean stuttered for a moment, trying to find the right words. "Bobby, I can explain--"