Dean and Sam Winchester sat at a dirty burger joint, almost blatantly ignoring one another. Sam's fingers noisily typed on his laptop, in between bites of the salad next to him. Dean was chewing a mouth full of greasy cheese burger and staring at the wall behind his brother.
"Get over it Dean. Go by yourself. I'm so freakin tired, I'm not celebrating tonight. I know it was a big win, but come on dude. I have been up three days!" He snapped his laptop shut.
"We got a whole nest of blood thirsty vampires. That specialized in stealing babies Sam. I need a few beers." Dean shoved a handful of fries in his mouth.
"I know." He sighed. "What about tomorrow?"
"Nope. Tonight." Dean stabbed the table with this index finger.
"Well sorry Dean, but I'm taking a shower and sleeping." He stood to throw away his trash and headed out the door.
Dean jumped up and tossed his trash and chased his brother out the door.
"Dean. I am so not in the mood for your crap right now."
"Fine, you can walk to the motel, I'm going to the bar now." He smiled smugly.
"What the hell Dean?" Sam stood there in shock as Dean hopped in the impala and fired it up.
"Not funny Dean, come on man." Dean turned up the music and motioned like he couldn't hear his brother.
"Sorry dude, can't here you over Angus! "He shouted over the AC/DC blaring through the speakers. He smiled and waved as he pulled out of the parking lot.
Dean entered the bar to be welcomed by smoke filled air, the sound of pool balls clacking and the dim lighting he felt at home in.
He went to the bar and bought two beers. He settled at a table towards the back, in clear view of the TV, and the exits. A few scantily clad women bounced through the door, one went straight for the jukebox and the other three for beer. He watched them dance around, beers in hand for a while. On their third beer and his fourth, someone plopped down at his table. Jack and coke in hand, she then slammed down two shots.
"Excuse me?" He looked up to see a red headed woman with a crooked smile on her face.
"You don't want company?" Her red lips asked with a British accent.
"Well, sure I guess." He leaned back in his seat.
"Shot?" She gestured towards the glass set before him. They threw them back and he was impressed when she didn't flinch. Whiskey, good whiskey at that.
"How did you know I would take it?" He asked slyly.
"I didn't." She turned her attention to the girls in the corner. "I noticed you making puppy dog eyes at those girls, looked like you might need some company."
"Eh, better to watch them than biker in the corner." He motioned to a overweight leather vest wearing man playing pool.
"I agree." She smiled brushing her hand through her waist length red hair.
"So, wait are you like a-"
"Lesbian? No. But a woman can appreciate another woman's body. Don't you think so?" She took a swig out of her drink.
"Hell yeah I do" Dean laughed.
She threw back the rest of her drink, "You ready for another?" Dean shook his head. He watched as she stood and walked to the bar. Her jeans were so tight they looked painted on, and her shirt barely met the top of them, so as she walked it revealed a tiny bit of pale skin and a bit of tattoo.
When she turned around, drink in hand she caught him staring, she didn't avert her eyes, she made eye contact and smiled.
"I thought you were watching the girls."
"Found something better to look at." He took a drink of his beer.
She threw her head back, laughing, "We are a bit charming aren't we sir?"
Dean looked up in mock surprise. "Me? No you must be mistaken, this is just everyday Dean."
"I highly doubt that." she smiled as she took a drink.
"Now I'm offended. You think I am putting on a show for you?"
"Hmm, well then tell me, Everyday Dean. Were you thinking about bedding me tonight?"
Dean was taken aback by her directness.
"Well I'm not saying I wasn't thinking about it."
She laughed again. "Well I commend you for your honesty sir, but I need to get to know a bloke a little better before I touch his penis."
Now it was his turn to laugh. "I like you. I could keep you around for a while I think"
"Oh, so sorry, I will be gone by the morning." She pursed her lips and shook her head sadly.
"Back to England?" He asked.
"Oh goodness no. There's nothing there for me. Just traveling. That's all I do."
"My brother and I are the same. Never stay in one place to long." He finished off his beer.
"Then maybe by some chance, we shall meet again" she touched his hand.
They sat for hours after that laughing and joking until the sun began to rise.
"I feel this is the time to make my exit." She stood and hugged him, placing a kiss on his cheek. "Until next time." She smiled with her crimson lips and made for the door.
"Wait! You never told me your name!" He called after her.
"It's Ginny!" She answered as the door swung shut behind her
A/N- Hey guys! I am trying something new, so go easy. This is the shortest chapter I have ever written, so don't expect the others to be quite this short. anyway, I try very hard to update every Monday, so be on the look out!