So this is... This is my first Supernatural fic and I'm not too sure how I feel about it. This is just the prologue? Chapter one? Either way... I don't own anything associated with Supernatural. I'm not getting money from this blahblahblah... I've never really read any fics from this series so I have no clue if anything like this exists... If it does will someone please tell me? Because I can always take it down if it does or if no one likes it...

Four young cowboys walked into Harvelle's Road House grinned as they took a small table in the back. It was late at night and the place was slow. The only young man to take of his hat was tanned and had scars up and down his exposed forearms. He took a liking to the pretty blonde that brought them their beers. "I'm Chick and these are my friends Austin, Shep, and Walker. May I ask what your name is?"

"I'm Jo." she nodded with a smile. "Is there anything else I can get you?" Of course she had seen the money they had on them. It was more than anyone their age would normally have.

Jo. Such a pretty name... Chick liked her smile too. And the way the low lights made her light skin almost glow... "I... Do you have anything to eat? Hot dogs, hamburgers... We'll take anything you've got." He wanted to ask her to dance. But she was working and that would probably get him in trouble.

"Four burgers coming right up." Jo made sure to wink and sashayed away. She heard a sigh and a round of laughter.

"Come on, Chick. There's no way she's interested in you. Now play cards or find a new table." Shep was dealing cards for a game of poker. Chick pulled money from his back pocket and dropped a hundred on the table. "So who do you think'll draw Dillinger tomorrow night?" Dillinger was the top bull across every board. "I bet it'll be me."

"You're so full of yourself. No way you could handle that beast. No one can." Walker shook his head as they started their game. Jo came back with their food shortly and took a seat at the bar with a couple guys. Chick's friends noticed the way he watched her. "Go talk to her."

"No. I'd rather take a ride on Cochise." Chick rubbed his head and took the card he requested. Austin stood and went to the jukebox. He found a song they all knew Chick would dance to if given the chance and ran to Jo.

"Hey pretty girl. Our friend Chick likes you. But he's a coward. Will you go ask him to dance?" Austin pointed to Chick and waved. The young man put his hat on and sank into his seat. His friends were laughing, not expecting Jo to actually stand up.

"Come on, cowboy. Let's dance." she gave him a smile as she took his hand and led him to the open area. His face was red and he was a little awkward at first. But he quickly got the hang of her movements and as long as he was looking at her pretty face, he didn't care about his friends laughing and pointing out his two left feet.

"I... Thank you." Chick was still blushing as the song ended and he walked with her back to the bar. He was so surprised when Jo took his hat off him and put it on herself. She was so perfect.

"No problem. You're not too bad of a dancer." That made him blush even more as she got them both a beer. "So what do you do? I heard you and your friends say something about Dillinger and Cochise and riding them?"

"Oh... We're bull riders. We've got a show tomorrow night. You should come. I can get you a ticket or two... If - you know - you're interested." Chick was so nervous. He was a good rider, but what if Jo thought his job was stupid?

"Sounds great. Can you round up four? My buddies Sam and Dean over there would love to go too. And my brother Ash." Jo pointed to the men she had been sitting with at the bar before their dance. Chick waved happily.

"Sure, I can do that." then her hand went to his arm and traced a few of the scars. Chick blushed madly and he grinned.

"Do you get hurt a lot?" Jo asked, tracing the patterns. His hands had scars going across them too. Probably from where he held the rope.

"Not too often. I do a pretty good job at being safe." Just before he could ask for her number, Shep came up to them.

"He tell you about what a wild man he is when he gets on a bull?" the blond male put his hands on Chick's shoulder. "When he rides, you can tell - no matter how high you are in the seats - that he's got a lunatic smile. It's like this boy has a fever when the gate busts open to the life he dreams about."

"Shep go sit down..." Chick blushed and looked away. If his friend weren't careful, Chick would go off on a tangent.

"No, tell her how it's done. Tell this pretty little lady how you do it." Shep teased and winked at Jo.

"I'm sure she'd rather no-"

"No, I'd love to hear it. Do tell." At this point, Jo was fascinated by the idea of riding a bull. She had seen the rodeo on TV because most of the hunters would want to watch it.

By this time, the other riders had joined them. "This boy here'll stick a rope on anything 'cause he really don't care. He'd probably take a chance and ride the lightning if he could." Walker elbowed his friend and Chick just grinned.

"Well how do you do it without getting thrown off?" Jo asked, knowing Sam and Dean and even her mother were listening in.

"It's really kind of simple -" Chick began and all of his friends groaned. Here came his little 'poem' they liked to call it. His mantra. "Keep your mind in the middle while your butt spins 'round and 'round." around this point, all of his friends joined him and said it in unison. "Take heed to Sankey's preachin', keep liftin' and reachin' and riding' like there ain't no clowns."

"Who is 'Sankey?'" Jo asked, looking confused.

"Sankey is a bull riding school. It's where we all met." Chick was all smiles. Jo nodded and the bar owned came up to them.

"Hey, Mom. This is Chick and his friends." the young cowboy paled. The woman was Jo's mother? He had never been so nervous in his life.

"Ma'am, it's nice to meet you." Chick wiped his hand on his pants and held it out. "You don't mind that I'm talking to your daughter, do you? Be-because we can always go if you do. I understand."

Ellen chuckled and shook her head. "Boy, Jo's grown. She can handle you and your cowboy friends." She took his hand anyway and shook it. "The name's Ellen Harvelle."

"The pleasure's all mine, Ms. Ellen." his friends laughed at how nervous he was.

"You can face down any bull with a grin on your face. But when it comes to a pretty girl and her mother you're a blubberin' school boy all over again." Shep patted his shoulder. "Come on, lover boy. We best get to hotel."

"Yeah." Walker gave... Was it Sam? The tall brother. He gave him a wink and tipped his hat with a nod as they left.

Jo still had Chick's hat. She walked the group to the door and handed it back to him. Chick looked at Ellen and when he realized her back was to them, he stole himself a kiss. "You keep it. It looks good on you." he put it back on her head. "The show starts tomorrow night at 8... Just tell the box office boys that you're my girl and they'll give you as many tickets as you need... Just no more than ten, okay?"

"Sure." Jo blushed slightly and nodded. He winked and nodded the same way Walker did to Sam.