For all you Pole Princess out there I know my little dance in here is not a whole dance but we can pretend :-)

I Wanted to write some one at a pole club, and didnt really know where it was going when I started writing, and dont really know where is it going still but I hope you enjoy it :-)

Dean glanced around at his surroundings, he wasn't totally sure how he had ended up here.

He was in a Strip/Pole dancing club, the lights were low, it smelt dirty, seedy, like you imagine places like that to smell, stale cheap beer, sweaty old men hiding in the shadows. It was large, filled with small tables, sticky covered surfaces, and larger booths, which were secluded and soft, ideal for private dances.

There was a bar along one side of the room, a few pretty girls stood behind it, serving drinks and flirting with over-weight old men, who took the smiles from the pretty girls to be serious and not just a ploy to get them to spend more money. In the centre of the room there was a stage area, this housed 3 pole dancing poles. Next to one of them, there are a dirty, looking sad girl in bra and panties rubbing herself up and down against it. Her hair was dyed pink, with significant grey/blonde roots, she was skinny and heavily tattooed, her panties and bra didn't match, she wore massive pole shoes with hooker heals. Around the stage there were seats where the men sat waving money for the stripper encouraging her to come closer to them, and allowing other girls to be aware they wanted private dances. It was exactly like strip clubs in his mind should be.

He was sat in a comfy curved booth, there was a table in the middle covered in different drinks anything he could imagine and a massive bowl of burgers. Next to him was Sam, totally focused on the girls dancing on the stage, "It's an art form, it really is" grinned the younger Winchester, his shaggy hair looked more unkempt than normal. Bobby sat next to him, he was reading a book on demons, was holding a flash light to see the pages better, he was muttering to himself about the noise and lack of light, Dean struggled not to chuckle, surely the hat he insisted on wearing was limiting his light as well . Next to him was Castiel, blue eyes wide open, looking scared and trying his hardest to avoid looking at the scantily dressed girls. He looked very out of place and still wouldn't remove his trench coat. Dean considered sitting next to him to block his exit should the Angel decide to flee, but he could fly so would just vanish. Something he did often much to the other 3's annoyance.

"Can I get you anything" a female voice asked, Dean tore his eyes away from the Angel to see who was offering,

He nearly jumped out of his seat "Meg!" he hissed, glaring at the pretty dark haired demon, she smiles in reply

"Calm down, I'm here for you, plus I could do better than that girl" She dumped the tray she was holding on the table, and sat down next to Dean, and started taking her shoes off, the confused hunter just sat there, staring in shock, no one else really noticed what she was doing. After taking her shoes off she started to remove her tights, and ripped her skirt so it was just about decent, she pulled her shirt off revealing a vest top under it, and stood up proudly. She grinned at Dean and blew a Kiss at Castiel who was trying his hardest to pretend the Demon wasn't there and was pretending to read Bobby's book with him.

Meg walked over to the stage, Dean couldn't take his eyes off her, he was fascinated by what she was doing.

Sam pushed Dean to get out of the booth, and Dean moved to allowed him past, then sat back down. Sam took a seat at the front of the stage waving a handful of notes in the air. Dean suddenly had the urge to deny his brother was his brother.

Meg stepped on to the stage, and indicates to the other girl that she's been replaced. She wiped her hands on her top and rubbed them up and down the pole a few times to clean it. Rubbing her hands dry again on her top she indicated to a man out of sight that she wanted to have a certain song played.

The music started, Meg grabbed the pole with her right hand, reaching as high as she could, she started walking around it on tip toes, slowly and seductively, bringing her foot to just behind her knee with each step

"Super star, where you from and how's it going" Dean recognised it as Womanizer by Britney Spears.

Meg twisted under her arm, so her back was flat to the pole, she raised her left hand above her head so both gripped the pole, and slid down, knees together, when crouching towards the ground she parted her knees, gave a little wink and stood up again right hand back on the pole, and started walking again, then leapt into Barbarella, left ankle around the pole right behind it, left hand holding on to the pole as well, as she span towards the bottom she put her feet together and snaked up the pole to standing again. And started walking again, this time moved into a dip keeping her left foot planted swung her right around the pole to join her left, then picked her left up and moved gracefully around the pole, she hooked her leg around the pole and lent back, moved her left leg back into a lunge, then stood up again, so fluidly, then pressed her right leg against the pole, and started to climb.

The poles were tall, floor to ceiling, she climbed to the top, and then moved into a sitting position. Grabbing her right ankle, she moved in to a layback, taking both hands off the pole, leaning back and the only thing holding her to the pole was her crossed legs. She moved her hands to below her head, and curved her spine away from the pole in a moon shape. She loosened her grip slightly and dropped down until her hands touched the floor, lowered herself to the ground into a handstand and used that as a way to flip herself back to standing.

From standing she went into basic invert, Deans face dropped he was looking at the demon in a whole new light. She hooked her right knee around the pole, moved her left hand to the bottom of the pole, her left leg behind her (butterfly), the she loosened her grip until only her toes kept her legs on the pole, in a Y shape, she tipped until she was on her feet again, and walking round holding on right handed she kicked her legs forward and the force took her spinning backwards around the pole, she grabbed on behind her back with her left hand and spun until she was on the floor (monkey spin). The song ended

She walked over to him, smiling "so did you enjoy that?"

Dean nodded

"Do you want more?" Her voice had changed it was gruff and manly, her face was changing, into Crowley

Dean's eyes suddenly opened, he wasn't in a strip club, he was chained to a bed, with Crowley smugly watching over him, and he began to freak out.

TBC