Author's note: These fics are based on real episodes of Supernatural. The characters and plots belong to the creator and writers for the show. If you would like background on the new character you can read the previous episodes.

Tall Tales

Kayla was relieved when Bobby showed up at the hotel; finally something to break up the ridiculous antics that had been going on between Sam and Dean. They had been at each other's throats for a week over nothing really. It was like suddenly they were twelve years old again. Dean had called Bobby to get a fresh perspective on the job they were working since it was so…unique. Yeah, that was a good word for it. Bobby of course wanted them to start at the beginning.

Sam's Version

He listened attentively, as always when he was diligently focused on a job, to the two college students as they described what happened. The girl was more into the story than her date.

"Yeah it was just awful. The professor was a hotshot author, he didn't have any reason to commit suicide. If it was suicide."

"Please." Her date added sarcastically.

He tried to play dumb. "Well what else would it be?"

"Well you know about the legend right?" Off his look the girl continued. "Well supposedly there was this girl like thirty years ago that dated a professor, one night he breaks it off and she jumps out the window-commits suicide. They say now that she haunts the place. And, she jumped out of room 669. Get it? Turn the nine upside down?"

Her enthusiasm for the urban legend was amusing in its innocence. Sam nodded to the couple; her boyfriend still obviously believed the whole thing was a load of crap. "Thanks you guys. Thanks a lot."

He went to the bar to get Dean and Kayla. Kayla wouldn't look at him as he walked up, she was still freaked out over the possession and now hated his guts. Dean was taking shot after shot of some colorful drink.

"Dean, what are you drinking?"

He looked at him and grinned. "I don't know man, I think they're called purple nurples." His voice slurred; he was obviously drunk.

"Ok, well, I think we should go check out the professor's office."

"Dude lighten up, everyone's having a good time but you. Look we've been talking to this spicy little wildcat I want to hook you up with. I'll introduce you."

Sam glanced over his shoulder and saw the girl he was referring to; trashy was an understatement. The type of girl Dean used to hook up with.

"Starla!" Of course the girl's name was Starla. "This is my copilot, Major Thomas. Major Thomas, Starla."

Much to Kayla's obvious dismay, the drunk girl slung her arm over Dean's shoulders and smiled at him. "Enchante." The girl then proceeded to almost vomit on herself.

Sam turned to Kayla. "Anyway, I think we should…"

"Why would you think I want you to talk to me right now?" Kayla shot at him.

"Wait wait wait."

Breaking up Sam's story, the guys turned and looked at Kayla.

"I didn't say that. I wouldn't say that even if I were thinking it."

"And that girl's name wasn't Starla." Dean pointed out, though truthfully he didn't remember the girl's name.

Bobby looked between them; they were acting a little more than off. Maybe they'd been on the road too long.

Dean held a hand up. "Let me tell you how it went down."

Dean's Version

He was in the middle of an enjoyable conversation with Kayla over a couple drinks, he was not drunk because he knew how to hold his alcohol. Then this completely normal girl, not trashy, just normal, starts talking to them. Dean throws her some bull crap about how they're military on leave or something, because it's always safer if people don't know who they really are. It wasn't because he was trying to hit on her.

Anyway. Sam comes up all high and mighty and starts laying into him right away.

"Dean are you drinking?"

"Just a couple to take the edge off Sammy, let me buy you one."

"Uh, no. Dean, we're working. And since you obviously don't understand that concept, let me give you the brief definition. See, blah blah blah…" Whatever he said.

He was laying it on pretty thick, which is why Kayla was blowing him off. He was being obnoxious. Dean figured maybe if he hooked him up with this charming young lady, he would give them a break.

"Just stop there." Bobby cut him off. "I don't care about what happened at this bar, ok? Why don't we just continue with your research on the professor?"