Team Free Will had to kill a shape shifter. Well, shape shifters are tricky creatures but usually nothing that Team Free Will couldn't handle. The difficult thing about killing a shape shifter is always just finding it first.
The deaths were always found in bars. So Dean and Cas decided (…ok, Dean decided) to look for the creature in some night clubs which were located in the district where the last murders had happened. Meanwhile Bobby and Sam should do some research stuff.
Dean sighed. The evening had been just stressful. First he had to search something casual und less weird for Cas to wear. Then he also had to prepare the angel for going to a real night club. Now Cas was wearing a black t-shirt and a jeans – Nothing special but it was quite right. Dean was very content with the job he'd done. The only thing that looked a bit strange after all was Cas' changing mimic. He wasn't used to crowds of people. He wasn't used to dancing. Hell and he was never ever used to the style of music that was played in the first club they checked.
When the two entered the club the mind-blowing beat was obviously scaring Cas. He tried to protect his ears but of course it didn't help. So he gave up and just tried to ignore it and followed Dean who was making his way to the bar.
Trying hard not to freak out because of all the drunks around, Cas watched Dean ordering some drinks.
He stepped close to the hunter – Dean couldn't hear him otherwise. It was so loud.
"Are you sure that you want to drink something now? We have to find the shape shifter!"
Cas grabbed Deans left shoulder to keep balance because they were permanently hustled.
Dean took a sip of his beer and handed the angel one bottle, too.
"Dude, one beer won't get you drunk. Take it easy."
But Cas couldn't take it easy. The whole situation made him uncomfortable.
Suddenly Dean's phone rang.
"Yeah?"
"Dean, it's me – Sam!"
"What's up? Could you find out something interesting?" It was difficult to understand his brother through the loud music.
"…Something more than interesting! We killed the shape shifter! Don't know how but suddenly he was in front of us and tried to attack us. But we were prepared. So the job's done, isn't it?"
"Hell yeah, awesome! Cas and I will…" He stopped.
Oh my god, that was ACDC, wasn't it?
Dean acted on impulse.
"We will come soon!" He finished and hung up. Cas stared confused.
"Dean, what's going on?"
"They killed the shape shifter."
"Oh okay… Then I guess, let's go home!"
But the hunter was already pushing him back into the crowd. He laughed light-hearted and started to rock with the song.
"Let's have some fun! Come on, dude!"
"I don't know…-"
"Listen, I'll get us something better to drink and you'll see the night's gonna be fucking great."
Cas didn't have a real choice, did he?