Authors Note: This fic takes part of a series based on the actual episodes of Supernatural. Sam Winchester and Ruby belong to the creator and writers for the show (you hear that guys? they OWN you). Background on Kayla can be found in previous episodes from the series.
The Weakness in Me
Sam peered through the binoculars. "There's about twenty people in there now, kind of hard to tell which ones are demons. Maybe five."
"We should probably do better than maybe when it comes to demon slaughter."
"So what's the game plan?" The bar was too crowded for killing anything right now.
"Well waltzing in at closing will send up a red flag." She took the binoculars and looked into the bar. "But you can't exactly go in either, if they don't recognize you they'll still sense the demon blood and figure it out pretty fast."
"Yeah." He grimaced. "So we'll have to wait…"
"No, you'll have to wait. I'll go in, get to know the faces and wait for the late crowd."
"I'm not entirely comfortable with sending you into a bar full of demons."
"They won't even know I'm there. Besides, you're right outside. I'll take Ruby's knife and call you when things die down. Then you'll come in, with, you…" She stated with strong implications.
"But I'm not…"
"You're not gonna show me? Not even once?" She was more than curious about what Sam had learned from Ruby behind closed doors.
He smiled faintly. "It's not easy."
"But you can do it now." His look was less than enthusiastic. "Fine, I'll call you." She climbed out of the car before he could tell her not to and pushed both doors open as she entered the bar. The bartended looked up as she walked in and she gave a big smile. "I'm about to be your best friend!"
He smirked. "What can I get for you sweetheart?"
"Give me a Bloody Mary to start." She slid a credit card across the bar. "And keep the tab open, I'm waiting for someone."
"Whatever you say."
She turned in her seat and saw two guys playing pool. "Can I play winner?"
They looked at each other but hardly smiled. They were first on her list of confirmed demons. "Sure thing."
"Great." She slapped two quarters onto the table to hold her game.