Welcome! Thanks for visiting my story. So, you'll probably have to suspend your belief a lot, but I feel like it's fine. Enjoy! I'll try to have the next chapter up by next week:)

Chapter 1

"Try again, sweetie." Astaroth said cockily, easily avoiding the knife that slashed towards her neck. The demon knew she would win. She always did.

"Oh, I'm just getting started!" Dean replied, equally cocky. He knew he would win. He always did.

"Missed me again," The demon mused, throwing him against a bookshelf, looking disappointed. "I've heard literally a million stories about you Winchesters. I thought you'd at least be fun."

"Trust me, I'm a real party when you get to know me. Maybe I could buy you a drink sometime?" Dean, no stranger to being thrown into bookshelves, removed a couple wooden planks from on top of him and stood. "How come you demons are always wooshing people into stuff? Quality dressers are expensive."

"Maybe we could go to IKEA before that drink."

"Maybe. But not before I exorcise your ass."

"Take a girl to dinner fir-"

Interrupting her, Sam entered the room, reciting the classic words: "Exorcizamus te-"

But this time, it was her turn to interrupt. Black smoke rushed out of the vessel's mouth and the girl collapsed.

"Dammit!" Dean yelled, kicking some loose planks.

"Let's drop the girl at the hospital. Hopefully she doesn't remember anything," Sam suggested after a tense pause. The boys carried her to the Impala, put her in the back, made sure she was taken care of, and bolted before anyone could ask questions.

SUPERNATURAL

Hazel weaved through the tables, filling up people's drinks, taking orders, and ignoring the town drunks that always hit on her. She went into the kitchen and pulled her long, brown into a messy bun. It was the dinner rush, which usually only held 15 people max. But it always seemed like more. Everyone in the town was the bossy, rude customer. Hazel took a deep breath, grabbed the finished plates of greasy food, and left the kitchen.

Two unfamiliar men walked through the door, which was odd since visitors were rare. They took the booth in the most isolated corner. The shorter and more muscular looking of the two sat first. The taller, lankier one spotted her and froze for a minute. He caught himself staring and quickly snapped out of it, sliding his long legs into the booth. Hazel blushed and smiled a little. He was pretty cute.

SUPERNATURAL

"We have to catch her, Dean. She's been terrorizing this town for too long," Sam stated, after staring after their waitress for a minute.

Classic Winchester setup: small town diner, Sam's vegetarian meal, Dean's pie and flirting.

"Thanks, captain obvious." Dean said through an oversized bite of pie. When the waitress, whose nametag read 'Hazel', came back around to top off their coffee, Dean tried to smile and wink, momentarily forgetting the enormous amount of pie in his mouth. This resulted in him choking a little and coughing it all over the waitress. She laughed a little, assured Dean it was totally fine, and excused herself to get cleaned up.

"Real smooth, Dean. Real smooth." Sam said between laughs.

"Shut up," Dean grumbled, after swallowing and getting himself under control. He had pie all over his shirt. "Dammit. I'm gonna go out to the car and get another shirt. Wait here and don't you dare touch my pie."

Dean grudgingly got out of the booth and exited the diner. He pulled out his keys, unlocked the Impala, and began riffling around the back for his bag. When he found it, he grabbed the cleanest smelling shirt from it, climbed into the back seat, shut the door, and put it on.

When he was done he went to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. He pulled at the handle but soon gave up in fear of harming his baby. He cursed when he tried all the other doors and they too were stuck.

"Long time no see," An unfamiliar voice mused from the front seat, making Dean jump. Before he could react, he heard someone snap and everything went black.