So here's my second supernatural story guys! This is an AU so no supernaturally things but all the same characters and attitudes! (Or as close as I can get to them)

If you want a non-AU story check out my other one 'Stranger: Every Now and Then'! Once again it's a Dean x OC fic!

I own nothing except my original characters.

Here we go! Hope you like it :)

Chapter 1

Deans POV

I honked the horn on my 1967 Chevy Impala, which Dad gave me as my graduation present. Actually it was the only reason I stayed in high school to graduate, he sorta bribed me with it, I wanted to drop out and become a full time mechanic like him, but he said no as Mum gave him the biggest lecture possible when he told her he was considering it. That was 5 years ago now, so yeah I'm 23, and also a full time mechanic. I would say graduation was useless, but it got me my baby so like I cared. I looked to my right as I heard the passenger door open and watched as Cas plonked down on the seat, slamming the door behind him. 'Woah dude, calm down alright? I just fixed her paintjob.' I said, referring to my baby.

'Sorry man' he said in a grumble, obviously in a bad mood.

'Well hat's got your goat.' I said starting up the car.

'My sisters back.'

'What? Claire? Didn't realise she'd gone anywhere.' I looked at him,

'No not her, the other one.'

'Right… when was that?'

'Today apparently, I had no idea.'

'Well that explains the bad mood.' I said as I pulled out of the drive and onto the road, heading down to the bar.

'Yeah, what's worse is that mum's forcing me and her to come down to the bar tonight, to… and I quote 'reacquaint herself with everybody.'' He said, using those air quote things with his hands to explain his exaggeration.

I let out a laugh, 'seriously man. Amelia is scary sometimes… and wait, does she not want to go either?'

'Nope, she pulled an absolute hissy fit, let me tell ya.' Cas laughed, shaking his head.

'Then why is she still coming?'

'Because mum literally threatened her about sending her back to Canada if she didn't comply and at least try to re-make some friends here.'

'Oh, she hated Canada that much?'

'Yup'

'Why didn't she leave?' Cas shrugged his shoulders.

'Beats me.'

Crystal's POV

'You can't be serious mum!' I yelled after her as she rushed into my room, finishing unpacking my bags for me, which I had barely started to be honest.

'I am Crystal! I will send you back to Canada and your Aunt if you don't try and comply.'

'But tonight? I literally got back 3 hours ago! I just want to sleep!' I complained.

'Your father and I said you could come back because you told us you have finally cleaned up your act-' there wasn't even an act to be cleaned! I thought, biting the inside of my cheek '-and you need to prove it to us. So you are going out tonight to make some friends.' She lectured.

'Fine, I get that, but with Cas's friends? With them?'

'Yes! With them! They are a nice lot of young people – people who you should be hanging around with! Now clean up, get changed and go! It's only down the road you can walk.'

'But mum-!'

'Enough Crystal! You are going.' She said before walking out of my bedroom, slamming the door. It's Cryssie.

'This is fucking ridiculous.' I muttered, walking to my half-unpacked bag. Slowly, and I mean slowly, I began searching for a fresh outfit to wear. About an hour later and 3 visits from mum making sure I was getting ready, I was done – make up and all, not that I wear much- just enough to cover little blemishes, some eyeliner, mascara and a bit of natural-shine lip gloss. I'd chosen to wear my Led Zeppelin t-shirt, which had ripped sleeves so they didn't go over my shoulders, with some dark blue jeans with slight rips in them along with my favourite brown pair of ankle boots. Although it was late May and pretty warm here in Lawrence now, it still got cold in the evenings so I shrugged on my slightly cropped at the length leather jacket.

'Mum I'm leaving!' I yelled as I opened the front door.

'Oh good! Wait I want to have a look at yo-' but I had slammed the front door closed and practically jogged down the pathway to the pavement before she could finish her sentence.

It was a clear evening; you could see the sunset beautifully from here as I walked down the street. A slight breeze was blowing, causing my dark brown – almost black – hair to flow behind me slightly, with some shorter bits blowing into my face a bit. I crossed the road and turned left, eyes locking on the bar at the end of the street. That was where my brother and his friends – and most of my old ones I assume – hung out every evening.

'I wonder who's gonna be there…' I muttered to myself. Cas obviously, Gabe and Sam… most likely, Meg Cas's girlfriend definitely will be there too. Anna and Jo? I have no idea, depends who they're dating I think. Jess will be if she and Sam are still dating, Lisa too… oh no. I groaned, realisation hitting me. If Lisa's there, then that means her on-off again boyfriend will be there too – the ignorant, arrogant, pig-headed, cheap, son of a bitch –

No POV

'Dean Winchester!' Ellen Harvelle called as he and Cas walked into the bar. 'Wassup Ellen!' he yelled back over the loud hustle of people. Ellen was the owner of this bar, her husband was Dean and Sam's Dads best friend, they opened the mechanic shop together along with the help of Bobby Singer, but Bill opened the Bar – or roadhouse - when he needed to start getting more of an income, to pay for his growing family when they found out they were expecting Jo. That also helped the John Winchester out too, increasing his shared income with Bobby, helping to pay for the boy's education.

'Better stay out of trouble tonight son, I'm not gonna put up with any of it.' She warned when the boys reached the bar to order some drinks.

'Me? Trouble? Never! Nah Ellen, you got the wrong brother.' Dean shot back, winking at her. 'Two beers please.' He added.

'I mean it Dean, no. Trouble.' She warned, Dean rolled his eyes and nodded, taking his beer and raised it in his hand for thanks, Cas did the same and they left the bar, going over to the booth everybody was sat at.

'What was that about?' Cas asked as they sat down, Dean shrugged.

'Beats me.' He muttered, taking a sip of his beer, shrugging off the warning. But Ellen warned him for a reason, Amelia had rang up and told her Crystal was back in town, and she was coming to the bar tonight. Nobody in this town needs to be reminded that Crystal and Dean don't get along, the only two times she came back from Canada in 8 years chaos erupted whenever they were left alone together for more than five minutes, whether it was a yelling match of insults or Crystal end up pouring or chucking some liquid at/on Dean's head. She hated him and he hated her, simple as that. Nobody knows why though… except those two, and Castiel – but he and Dean had sworn to secrecy, and it was too far-gone now to come clean.

Dean, Cas, Sam and the rest of the guys who bothered to turn out had been chatting for about half an hour before the door was pushed open gently, revealing the girl that had been lingering on most of their minds after Cas had blurted out that she was coming tonight. 'Oh my god guys look.' Meg said quietly, slyly nodding in the direction of Crystal. She had made her way to the bar and managed to push in front of a gang of men who looked like rugby players and was talking to Ellen politely.

'Damn Cas, she looks like your twin!' Sam half whispered, being one of the few of them that actually saw her walk in, Dean hadn't even bothered to turn around – he just rolled his eyes.

'Please, I'm two years younger and way prettier than him.' A female voice said behind him, catching Dean off-guard. Everybody who was facing Crystal smiled friendly-ish smiles at her, and Jess scooted over closer to let her sit.

'Crystal!' Jess said cheerily, 'long time no see! Come on sit!' she said in her overly preppy way that made Crystal nauseous.

'Um thanks… and it's Cryssie by the way.' The 21 yr old said, sitting down slowly, avoiding looking at Dean. Ellen had gave her the same warning as she gave Dean- no trouble, and instead of brushing it off like Dean, Crystal kept it playing in her head, remembering that she had to prove herself just to stay in this town for summer. Dean on the other hand stared at her as she made small conversation, nodding and shrugging to answer most questions everybody had about her time in Canada and at boarding school. Crystal could feel the stare on her, knowing exactly who it was without looking. She could see him from the corner of her eye, taking a sip of his beer as he watched her, and she had to literally fight off the urge to look him in the eye and challenge him or to just flip him off.

This is going to be a long night.

Hope you liked it guys! Please let me know what you thought by reviewing! Like I said I'll try and get the characters personalities as close as I can to the one's in Supernatural, but there will have to be slight differences of course! Let me know what you thought! Thankss xxx