Nick names

Chapter 1

A/N this story is Dean Winchester and OC and Sam Winchester is paired with Jo. There will be a lot of smut and drinking, possible weed smoking. – Dean is 26 and the OC is 21, along with Jo and Sam will also be 21. If you don't like what I'm writing then please do not read, and if you do like what I'm writing the please review.

Waking up to the sound of alarm clock, blaring in her ear- rolling out of bed smacking the top of the clock shutting it off. Going about her everyday routine, shave shower brush her teeth, doing her hair. – throwing on her bra and underwear, then her blue light it up tank- top black skinny jeans, with zippers on the pockets black socks.

Doing her makeup and curling her hair, and pack to her room pulling on her black ugg boots, yanking the charger out of her phone and putting the black phone case with green writing, stating. 'I'm a freak she's a weirdo'

Now all ready for work, strolling for her sisters' room; knocking on the door getting no answer- she opens the door. Seeing her sister still asleep – strolling into the room, and over to the bed she gently shakes her sister. "Jo; time to get up."

Smacking, her sister's hand away groaning, at having to get up. "Scarlett go away."

"You're going to be late and mom will be pissed, you been late everyday for the last week."

Once Jo was up and out of bed Scarlett left her sister to get ready for work, going downstairs snatching her jacket and keys of the hook. Going to the kitchen opening the fridge grabbing one of the mocha coffees' out and cracking the seal, guzzling it down, and then walking out the door, heading for her car.

Jamming the key into the igtion and backing out of the drive way, making a left, she headed for work.- when arriving there, she pulled into the parking lot, parking her car, and climbing out; walking to the roadhouse building.

Sliding her key into the lock, twisting it around, unlocking the door.- closing the door behind her, turning around, she sucked in a breath and puffed out her cheeks, when seeing the mess Jo had left her to clean up, first thing this morning. – getting right to business, and cleaning up the mess, from the night before. Getting a tray Scarlett went around to all the tables, picking up all empty beer bottles and trash, tossing it into the tray.

When done cleaning up all the trash, Scarlett wiped down tables, and then began setting up for the day, turning the closed signed, from closed to open. – Moments later the door dinged, signaling someone coming in, she turned to see 2 out of towners. "Can I help you?"

The shorter male's lips curved into a smirk. – "that all depends on what kind of help your offering dollface."

The 2 men then sat down, and began talking, Scarlett then handed them both a beer. – just then the door dinged again, praying and hoping it was her sister. A shiver shot up her spine, almost felling like a cold chill, she then knew who had walked through the roadhouse family Harvelle bar. Knowing her mother's glare she looks to her and then heard the words. "Scarlett Josephine Harvelle, where is your sister?"

"I don't know do I look like my sisters keeper?"

Walking behind the bar and punching the time clock, there a smack to the back of her head,- "little girl shut your mouth."

"I resent that, I'm 21 I am not a little girl!"

Ellen then glares to her oldest Daughter, in other words daring her to sass her again- the older strange male then chuckles lips curved into a smirk. "You certainly don't look like a little girl."

A hand then smacked him on the forehead, Ellen then smirked herself. – "I know someone who has a wood chipper, keep it up and you will be in it, with shotgun holes through your body."

Scarlett then walked off, into the back laughing at the older man, with former ex following behind her, gripping her waist, and pulling her close to his chest. "Scar when we talk?"

"Ash get off me; there's nothing to talk about, I said what I had to say."

Scarlett then begin to pull away from her former ex, when he wouldn't let go and leave her be.-Ash shoved her against the freezer door pinning her hands to the wall, his face so close to hers, she cloud feel his, breath on body. "I just want to talk, and I have chocolates."

"Okay I'll talk to if you give me the chocolates."

Handing over the heart shaped box of candy, she pushed him off and walked away, about that time she heard her mother's voice, yelling at someone. – walking back out the front seeing her mom with Jo. –" oh hell."

"Joanna Beth, why are you late yet again?"

"Oh I don't know maybe because I was up late, having a gangbang.'

"Joanna Beth! "

"You asked so I shared. Don't ask questions you don't answer too."

"Scarlett and Joanna front and center now!"

Both girls hurried to the front of the bar pulling out two stools and sat down. – all while the two strange men chuckled with smirks upon both their lips. Ellen then went on, with yelling at her girls.- " I don't if you 18 or 80 the next time; one of you decide to come here and back sass me, you will regret it, do I make myself clear?" – Then left the girls to do, their jobs.

The bar quickly became busy, while the girls reloaded and stacked the bar. Looking up seeing, the two strange guys, standing at the pool table. – chalking their sticks and racking the balls, shooting letting fate decide which balls they got. The older male got solids while the younger one, got strips. Skipping through the bar, swinging her sandy blonde curled hair, cleaning tables and taking orders from customers, - and making her to the pool table. –"do you handsome guys, need anything?"

"I think I can get a beer Blondie?"

"Awe cupcake, wants a beer dose he now."

Swinging her hips as she walked away, with a smirk on her lips

Getting to the bar Scarlett pulled out 2 beers from under the counter, turning around snatching two glasses, filling them with ice-cracking the cans open, filling them to the rim. All while eyeing the older male, as he becomes frustrated with losing the game- letting out a whistle she, signals him to come over. – having his full attention, he looks up from the pool game, his green eyes shining with a twinkle, his famous bad boy smile, flashing towards her.

Leaning the pool stick against the table; he begins to walk to the bar- stopping at the counter, gently rubbing his thumb over the back, of her hand lips curved in a smirk.

"Need something dollface?"

Winking an eye at him, curving her lips into a smirk, - "a good ol shot of penicillin stud,"

"Anyway I can be any assistance there dollface?"

"Honey please, if you think your package can handle this."

"Girl I'm a freak you shouldn't say those things."

"Well okay then, if we're quoting songs, show me if you got what I need"

"Oh honey I got what you need and more, I'll rock you like a hurricane."

"Give it your best shot pumpkin."

the older male then leaned over the bar, taking her lips in his own, running his tongue over her bottom lip, asking for permission to enter her mouth. Scarlett then nips at his lips.

The pair pulled away when they felt the need breath for air- the strange me stood back on his feet, leaving Scarlett breathless. After catching their breaths, the strange then spoke again.

"by the way, the name is Dean, Dean Winchester."

"Scarlett."

"Well dollface want to get out of here?"