Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural

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Dean's POV

I woke the next morning to my cell phone ringing. "Who the hell is calling you at quarter to six in the morning?" Bridget asked drowsily as I fumbled for the phone.

"No idea." I flipped the phone open, "Hello?"

I spoke to the man for a few minutes, Dad and I had gotten rid of a poltergeist for him a few years back. And now he thought he had something else for us in Pennsylvania.

"What was that about?" Bridget asked once I hung up the phone.

"Looks like we've got that other case," I told her. "I've got to go."

"So soon?"

"Sorry Bri. I wish I could stay longer but..."

"I know," she said with a sigh. "You've got a job to do. Doesn't mean I have to like it though."

We got up to find Sam already awake and sitting at the kitchen table with his laptop. "Get your crap together Sammy," I said.

"A job?" he asked.

"Pennsylvania," I replied. We gathered our things and an hour later we were standing in the parking lot.

"If you guys need anything call me," Bridget said. She reached into her pocket and pulled out two sets of keys, "For the main door and my apartment so you can get in if I'm not home."

"Thanks Bridget," Sam said.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, "It was great meeting you Sam. Take care."

"You too," he told her with a smile. "And if you need anything call us. It goes both ways." She nodded and Sam got into the Impala leaving the two of us alone.

"Be careful Dean," she said quietly.

I nodded and pulled her to me, "I'll see you soon Bri." I brushed her hair out of her face as she snaked her arms around my neck.

She pulled me down to meet her lips in a lingering kiss. "I love you."

I grinned at her, "I could get used to hearing that from you." I kissed her again quickly before pulling away, "We really do have to go."

She nodded, "Bye Dean."

I turned away from her and slid into the passenger seat of the Impala. She stood next to her Corvette and I watched her in the side mirror as Sam drove away.

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Bridget's POV

There he was leaving again. Some birthday present that was. At least this time I knew he'd be coming back eventually. I let out a sigh and headed back up to my apartment. Life went on as usual, I enjoyed my job and Dean called me at least once a week just to chat. I didn't see him again until February.

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Author's Note: Thank to everyone that read this story. Once again I'm sorry for the large gap in updates. Part 2 of the O'Leary Chronicles is finally finished and I'll be starting Part 3 soon. I'll also have one about Bridget's sister Tania and how she became a hunter eventually.