Heat of the Moment 
Heat of the Moment

I open my eyes to see that I was laying on my stomach and the blanket was covering my nude body. I raised my head a bit from the pillow and see Dean sitting on the other bed, tying his shoes. "Rise and shine, sweetheart!" He said and I groan and bury my face in my pillow. "Ugh, five more minutes." I groaned.

"Oh c'mon, (y/n). Don't make me pull you out of bed like a child." Dean said to me. "It's your fault wanting to do a few rounds of the bedroom rodeo last night." I said and Dean smirks.

"What? We hadn't any alone time in awhile. Plus...I couldn't help that you felt so good and right last night." Dean said then he starts to lip sync to the song.

Heat of the moment
Heat of the moment
Showed in your eyes

He bobs his head to the music and points at me and I shake my head at this and then chuckled as he walks to the bathroom. Thank God, Sam is with Bobby doing a job with him and not with us. It would've been so embarrassing to face him after the night Dean and I had.

Later, I was up and dressed as Dean gargles his mouth wash loudly and long. I tried to ignore him long enough to brush my teeth. Dean looks over at me and grins, which made me roll my eyes at him.

"Can you be any louder?" I asked him once I was done brushing my teeth. Dean bends over the sink and spits out the mouthwash and said. "Funny, I asked you the same thing last night!" I threw a towel at him, which hits him in the face, and he chuckles. 

"Whenever you're ready, Dean." I called out to him, minutes later, then Dean pulls out a black bra. "This yours?" He asked and I do a fake gasp. "That was supposed to be a surprise for you later!" I said, a hint of sarcasm in my voice, then I walked up to him and took the bra out of his hand. I wink at him then walk away from, adding a sway to my hips.

I put the bra away and I look over at him and see him roaming his eyes over my body. "Down, boy." I said to him and I rummage in a bag some more, and pull out a gun. "Bingo." I said then I turn to Dean. "Now who's ready for some breakfast?" I asked and he smiles. "You read my mind." He said.

We entered the cafe, the door chimes, as the cashier gives money to an older man. "Drive safely now, Mr. Pickett." the cashier said. "Yeah, yeah." The old man said as the cook shouts. "Order up." Dean and I find a booth as a waitress shouts. "Can't stay unless you order something, Cal. You know the rules."

Dean notices something on the wall. "Hey. Tuesday. Pig in a poke." He said, smiling, and I look at the menu hanging on the wall. "You even know what that is?" I asked him. He shrugs as the waitress, whose nametag says Doris, walks up to us.

"You two ready?" she asked us. "Yes. I'll have the special, side of bacon and a coffee." Dean orders. "Make it two coffees and a short stack." I said and Doris nods. "You got it." She said and she walks away. 

"Dean, are you sure we should be doing this job? I mean, we really need to find Bela." I said. "That's what Sam and Bobby are doing." He said and I sighed. "Look, believe me, I want to find her as bad as you do. In the meantime, we have this." he said as he pulls out some papers. "All right, so this professor." I said as I pick up a newspaper.

"Dexter Hasselback was passing through town last week when he vanished." Dean said. "Last known location?" I asked him. "His daughter says he was on his way to visit the Broward County Mystery Spot." He replied as I look over the paper. "Where the laws of physics have no meaning." I remarked as Doris arrives with a tray with two coffees and a bottle of hot sauce.

"Two coffees, black, and some hot sauce for the-" she started to say but gasps as the hot sauce falls off the tray and smashes on the floor. "Whoops. Crap! Sorry." she said to me then turns to the side. "Cleanup!" she yells.

After breakfast, Dean and I walked down the street where a dog barks at us as we passed. Then I grab the Mystery Spot flyer from Dean's hands. "Dean, I don't know...joints like this are only tourist traps, right? I mean, you know, balls rolling uphill, furniture nailed to the ceiling, they're only dangerous to your wallet." I said. "Agreed. But Sam told me there are spots in the world where holes open up and swallow people. The Bermuda Triangle, uh, the Oregon Vortex-" he said then I interrupt. "Broward County Mystery Spot?" And he nods at this.

"Well Sam said that sometimes these places are legit." Dean said. "All right, so if it is legit, and that's a big-ass if, what's the lore?" I asked. "Sam told me that the lore's pretty frigging nuts, actually." Dean said when a blonde woman bumps into me. "Excuse me." She said then walked off. I shake my head as Dean continues. "They say these places, the magnetic fields are so strong that they can bend spacetime, sending victims no one knows where." He said.

"Sounds a little X-Files to me." I said as we pass two movers trying to get a desk in a door. "Told you it wouldn't fit." One guy said. "What do you want, a Pulitzer?" His partner yelled.

"All right, look, I'm not saying this is really happening, but if it is, we gotta check it out, see if we can do something." Dean said and I sighed. "All right, all right, so what do you wanna do, big boy?" I asked him. "We'll go tonight, after they close, get ourselves a nice long look." He said and I nod. "Sounds good to me." I said.

That night, we snuck into the Mystery Spot and make our way into a hallway that is neon green with a black double spiral painted on the walls and door. I pull out the EMF reader while Dean shines the flashlight around and up onto a table, lamp, and ashtray attached upside-down to the ceiling.

"Wow. Uncanny." he remarks as I examine another table with a wine glass and a poultry dinner, this one at an angle to the floor. Both of us move on. "Find anything?" Dean asked me, holding the unresponsive EMF meter. "No. You have any idea what you're looking for?" I asked him.
"Uh, yeah." Dean responded and I raise an eyebrow. "No." He said after he swallows and I shake my head. We shine flashlights around other parts of the room when we heard something behind us.

"What the hell are you doing here?" a voice asked and I turn to look As Dean points his flashlight and handgun at the voice. The owner of the shop had a gun aimed at Dean and Dean points his gun elsewhere. "Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa, we can explain." He said and the man points the gun at me.

"You robbing me?" the man asked us. "Look, nobody's robbing you, calm down." I said, calmly, and the guy points the gun back at Dean as he raised his hands. "Don't move!" He yells as Dean lowers his hand, which held his gun. "Just putting the gun down." Dean said when the man fires and Dean falls.

"Dean!" I screamed and I rush to Dean, who struggles to breathe. "Hey!" I shout as I look at the man. "Call 911." I ordered him as he looks at Dean in shock. "I-I didn't mean to-" he stammers. "Now!" I yelled and the man leaves and I turn back to Dean. "Hey, hey, oh, no, no, no, not like this..." I pleaded, tears forming in my eyes. "Stay with me, please." I cried. Dean stares at me for a moment before he goes still and closed his eyes.

"Dean?" I said, softly, then I shake him but he doesn't respond. "Dean?! DEAN!" I screamed, devastated.

Heat of the moment 
Telling you what your heart is

My eyes snap open and I quickly raise my head then looked around and realized I was sleeping on my front, the blanket covering my nude body. "Rise and shine, sweetheart!" Dean said as he sits on the other bed, tying his shoes.

What the hell? Was that a dream? It sure didn't feel like a dream. I was in a daze as I stare at him, then at the clock radio.

The heat of the moment
Showed in your eyes

"Oh, come on, (y/n). Don't make me pull you out of the bed like a kid." Dean said as I kept staring at him, breathing hard. "Dean." I said, disbelief, and he looks me over. "Must've wore you out last night. But you just felt so good and so right last night." Dean said then he turns the volume up and starts bopping along to the song, exactly like in my dreams....I think.

Moments later, Dean gargles his mouthwash, loudly and annoying, while I drink some water, swish it around, and spit it not. "What?" Dean asked after his spits out his mouthful. "I don't know." I said, furrowing my brow. "You all right?" He asked me, worried. "I think I-" I pause for a moment. "Dean, I had a weird dream." I said. "Yeah? Clowns or midgets?" Dean asked me. I scoffed then threw a towel at his head.

Later, the door chimes as Dean and I enter the diner and the cashier gives the old man some change. "Drive safely now, Mr. Pickett." She said. "Yeah, yeah." The old man grumbled as I stared around, bewildered, until we found a booth. Sam is staring around, bewildered.

"Can't stay unless you order something, Cal." a waitress said to a homeless looking man. "You know the rules." he said and Cal hands her some change. "Coffee." He said and I just look at this.

"Hey. Tuesday. Pig in a poke." Dean said and I glance between Dean and the poster. "It's Tuesday?" I asked, confused. "Yeah." Dean replied as the waitress, Doris, comes up to us. "Are you two ready?" She asked us. "Yes, I'll have the special, side of bacon and a coffee." Dean said while I stare for a minute. "Uh, nothing for me, thanks." I said to her. "Let me know if you change your mind." Doris said and she leaves.

I stare after Doris, just still getting this weird sense of...something. "Hey." Dean said as he snaps his fingers at me and I turn to him. "You with me?" he asked. "What?" I said, dazed. "You sure you feeling okay?" Dean asked me, concerned, and I sigh.

"You don't--you don't remember? Any of this?" I asked and her looks at me with confusion. "Remember what?" he asked. "This. Today. Like it's--like it's happened before?" I said. "You mean like déjà vu?" he asked. "No, I mean like, like it's really happened before." I said. "Yeah. Like déjà vu." Dean said and I shake my head.

"No, forget about déjà vu. I'm asking you if it feels like, like we're living yesterday all over again." I said, slightly frustrated. "Okay, how is that not dé-" he started to say but I talk over him. "Don't, don't say it! Just don't even..." I yelled just as Doris arrives with a tray with one coffee and the hot sauce.

"Coffee, black, and some hot sauce for the-oops! Crap!" she said. I notice the hot sauce wobble on the tray and catch it as it falls, making Doris gasps. I stare at the bottle in my hand, shocked, before giving it back. "Thanks." she said, appreciatevly, as she puts down the bottle and leaves.
"Nice reflexes." Dean compliments but I don't say anything.

The dog barks at us as we walked down the street. I stare back over my shoulder. "(Y/n), I'm sorry, but I don't know what the hell you're talking about." Dean said. "Okay, look, yesterday was Tuesday, right? But today is Tuesday too." I said. "Yeah. No. Good. You're totally balanced." DeN jokes and I stare at him.

"So you don't believe me?" I asked him. Dean laughs and I collide with the Blonde Girl. "Excuse me." she said. "Look, I'm just saying that it's crazy, you know, I mean, even for us crazy. Dingo ate my baby crazy. Hey, maybe it was another of your psychic premonitions." said Dean but I shake my head. "No, no way, way too vivid. Okay, look, we were at the Mystery Spot, and then-" I stop and bite my lips.

"And then what?" he asked. "Then I woke up." I replied as we pass the Movers.

"Told you it wouldn't fit."

"What do you want, a Pulitzer?"

"Wait a minute! The Mystery Spot. You think maybe it-" I exclaimed and Dean looks at me. "Maybe what?" he asked. "We gotta check that place out. Look, just, go with me on this, okay?" I said. "All right, all right, we'll go tonight, after it closes, get ourselves a nice long look." Dean said and I realized what Dean said and whip him around.

"Wait, what? No." I said. "Why not?" Dean asked. "Uh. Let's just go now. Right now. Business hours, nice and crowded." I said and Dean just give me a weird look. "My God, you're a freak." he said. "Dean." I said, exasperated, and he sighs. "Okay. Whatever. We'll go now." Dean said and he walks a few feet ahead of me and looks to his right as he enters the street.

But then a car slams into him from his left, making me jump. "Dean!" I shout and I rush to Dean. "Dean, no, no, no." I cried as I see that Dean has blood on his face and is barely moving. I turn him over and pick him up. "Come on, Dean." I cried and I look over and see that old man, Mr Pickett, leaning out of the now-stopped car.

Then I turn back to Dean. "Hey. Dean." I said but Dean isn't moving. "Dean. Dean." I pleaded.

Heat of the moment
Telling you what your heart is

I jump and my eyes open as I raise my head to see Dean tying his shoe. "Rise and shine, sweetheart!" Dean said and I stare at him. 

The heat of the moment
Showed in your eyes 

"Hey. Tuesday. Pig in a poke." Dean said after we arrived at the diner. "Would you listen to me, Dean? Because I am flipping out." I growled. "Are you two ready?" Doris asked us and I quickly speak before Dean does. "He'll take the special, side of bacon, coffee, black, nothing for me, thanks." I said while Dean gives me a look of surprise. "You got it." Doris said and she leaves while Dean smiles at me.

"(y/n), I get all tingly when you take control like that." Dean said as his smile grows. "Quit screwing around, Dean." I said, annoyed, and Dean raises his hands. "Okay, okay, I'm listening. So, so you think that you're in some kind of a what again?" he said. "Time loop." I replied.

"Like Groundhog Day." Dean said and I nod. "Yes, exactly, like Groundhog Day." I said and Dean nods too. "Uh-huh." he said, disbelief. "So you don't believe me." I grumbled. "It's just a little crazy, I mean even for us crazy, you know, like, uh-" Dean said then I finish his sentence. "Dingo ate my baby crazy?"

"How'd you know I was going to say that?" Dean asked. "Because you said it before, Dean, that's my whole point." I said and Doris comes back. "Coffee, black, and some hot sauce for the-whoops! Crap." she said as the hot sauce bottle falls but I catch it and hand it back to Doris without looking. "Thanks." She said and she puts down the hot sauce and leaves.

"Nice reflexes." Dean compliments. "No. I knew it was going to happen." I said. "Okay, look, I'm sure there's some sort of an explanation-" he started to say but I shake my head, slightly. "You're just going to have to go with me on this, Dean, you just have to, you owe me that much." I said, my voice rising with every word.

"Calm down." Dean said to me. "Don't tell me to calm down. I can't calm down. I can't. Because-" I said, frustrated, then I stopped. "Because what?" Dean asked me and I sighed. "Because you die today, Dean." I replied my hand started to shake. Dean reaches out and places his hand over mine. "I'm not gonna die. Not today." Dean said, trying to assure me.

"Twice now I've watched you die, and I can't. I won't do it again, okay? You're just going to have to believe me. Please." I said, shakily, and Dean and I stare into each other's eyes. "All right. I still think you're nuts, but okay, whatever this is, we'll figure it out." He said and I nod.

Walking down the street and that damn dog barks at us as we pass. I avoided the blonde woman to prevent hitting her then we pass the Movers. "And you think this cheesy-ass tourist trap has something to do with it?" Dean asked me. "Maybe it's the real deal, you know? The, the magnetic fields bending spacetime or whatever." I try to explain.

"I don't know, it all seems a little too X-Files for me." He said. "Well I don't know how else to explain it, Dean!" I exclaimed. "All right, all right, we'll go tonight after they close, get ourselves a nice long look." He said but I place a hand on his shoulder. "No no no no no, we can't." I said. "Why not?" He asked me.

"Because you-" I pause again.

"I what?" he asked but I don't say anything. "I die there?" he asked and I nod, slightly. "Blown away, actually." I informed. "Huh. Okay, we go now." Dean said then he starts forward. I rush after him and grab him before he runs into the street. Mr Pickett's car zooms past. "Stay out of the way!" the man shouts while Dean and I stare after the car.

"Wait, did he?" Dean asked me and I nod. "Yesterday, yeah." I replied. "And?" He said and i glance at him. "And what?" I asked. "Did it look cool, like in the movies?" He asked me with a smirk. "You peed yourself, Dean." I stated, making his smile disappear. "Of course I peed myself. Man gets hit by a car, you think he has full control over his bladder? Come on!" He exclaims and I roll my eyes. Dean is careful to look both ways before we cross the street.

"I can't tell you how much I appreciate this. We could use all the good ink we can get." the owner of the Mystery Spot said to us after we arrived. "How long have you owned the place, Mr. Kopiak?" I asked. "My family's been guarding the secrets here since you don't want to know when." Kopiak said.

"So you'd know if anything strange happened." I said. "Strange? Strange happens here all the time. It's a Mystery Spot." Kopiak said, like he was still in a performance. "What exactly does that mean?" I asked him and i noticed Dean just staring at me. "Well, uh, it's where the laws of physics have no meaning." He replies.

"Okay, like how?" I asked, angrily, and Kopiak grins. "Take the tour." He said, spreading his arms out. "The guy who went missing, Dexter Hasselback, he take the tour?" Dean asked. "Uh, uh, hold on a minute, what kind of article is this?" Kopiak asked. "Just answer the question." I said, firmly.

"The police scoured every inch of this place. They couldn't find that man. I never seen him before. We're a family establishment-" he said but then I get into his face. "Listen to me. There is something weird going on here. Now do you know anything about it or not?" I asked and he looked a bit taken aback. "Okay. Look. Um. Give me a break. I bought the joint at a foreclosure auction last March, all right? Hell, I used to sell bail bonds." He admits while I stare at him, stone-faced.
"Okay, Kojak, let's get some air." Dean said and he steers me outside.

"I hate to say it, but that place is exactly what I thought. Full of crap." Dean said and I sigh. "Then what is it, Dean, what the hell is happening to us?" I asked. "I don't know. All right, lemme just, so, every day I die." said Dean. "Yeah." I said. "And that's when you wake up again, right?" He asked me and I nod.

"So let's just make sure I don't die. If I make it to tomorrow, then maybe the loop stops and we can figure all this out." Dean said and I look up at him. "You think?" I asked. "Worth a shot. I say we grab some takeout and head back to the motel, lay low until midnight." Dean said and I nod. Then he smiles and he places his arms around my waist. "Maybe go a few more rounds tonight." He said and I let out a small chuckle.

Then he leans in and we kiss for a few moments before he pulls back and smiles at me. "Okay..." I muttered and Dean's smile grew. "All right, good." he said then he leans in and kissed me again before he walks away. "Who wants Chinese?" Dean asked as he starts walking again.

But he only gets two steps before getting flattened by a falling desk. I jumped and see the movers, one holding the other end of the snapped rope and the other up in the window, and I stare at this then groan.

Heat of the moment
Telling you what your heart is

The heat of the moment
Showed in your eyes 

"I still think you're nuts, but whatever this is, we'll figure it out." Dean said. "Thanks." I sighed, exasperated. "So. Uh. You're stuck in Groundhog Day. Why? What's behind it?" Dean asked. "Well, first I thought it was the Mystery Spot. Now I'm not so sure." I said. 

"What do we do?" asked Dean. "Try to keep you breathing, try to make it to tomorrow. That's the only thing I can think of." I said. "Shouldn't be too hard." Dean said and I scoff. "Yeah, right, Dean, I've watched you die a few times now and I can't ever seem to stop it." I said. 

"Well, nothing's set in stone. You said I order the same thing every day, right?" he asked. "Yeah. Pig in a poke, side of bacon." I said and Dean turns to Doris, who is standing by the window to the kitchen, talking with the cook. "'Scuse me, sweetheart." He calls and Doris turns. "Can I get sausage instead of bacon?" He asked. "Sure thing, hon." She said and Dean smiles.

"See? Different day already. See, if you and I decide I'm not gonna die, I'm not gonna die." Dean said then Doris brings over Dean's food. "Thank you." Dean said to her then stabs a sausage with his fork and bites in. I grin as Doris walks away but then Dean starts to choke. "Dean. Dean?" I said, panicked.

Heat of the moment
Telling you what your heart is

The heat of the moment
Showed in your eyes 

"You mean we can't even go out for breakfast?" Dean calls out from the shower while I was packing everything. "You'll thank me when it's Wednesday!" I called out to him. "Whatever that means." I hear him grumbled and I shake my head.

After everything was packed, I look out the window but then I hear Dean yelp, followed by a thud. I growl under my breath and place my hand over my face.

Heat of the moment
Telling you what your heart is

The heat of the moment
Showed in your eyes 

Day in and day out, Tuesday after Tuesday after Tuesday, death after death after death....I don't know how much more I can take of this.