Chapter 1- You Can Never Be Too Sure About The Girl

It wasn't a particularly busy night at the bar, tables needed cleaning every hour or so and the occasional local would wonder in and leave. Then they arrived. The men were quiet , glancing around the bar and whispering to each other in hushed tones. The tall dark haired one had a laptop propped on the table in front of him eyes glued to it, they never ordered food and only stayed for an hour at a time just watching people like hunters, it went on for two evenings and on the third night i plucked up the courage to go over to them.

"So can i get you fellas anything? Food? A Drink? We do a really good Whiskey i'm Candy and i'll be your server..."

"No thanks sweetheart, a little tied up here." I was interrupted by the slightly smaller one of the two were they brothers maybe? He looked up at me with a short smile and i was taken aback by his bright green eyes that hit my hazel.

"Well ok then,but if you come back you'll have to order." i snapped back and walked purposely back to the bar area, i heard an intake of breath and a deep chuckle. For the next half an hour or so they just sat watching as they had done for the past 2 nights, the green eyed one didn't seem to take his eyes off of the bar.

Sam and I sat in the same dark booth area of the dingy bar for the third night in a row, he was convinced there was something worth checking out and i guess he was right, the bar girl was smoking hot and i got a little nervous when she approached. I had to be a little rude, i didn't want to though something about her jogged my memory. I shock it off as she walked away and took and sharp breath inwards. Sam chuckled at me and i ignored him, just wanting to look at her.

My shift was ending in 10 minutes and i gave the signal to Mickey, the manager and he rang the bell for last orders and i began the usual shut down i had been doing for the past 2 years. The 2 strange men nodded at each other and gathered themselves and sauntered out, green eyes actually caught my eye and winked in a way that suggested i'd be seeing him again, i frowned a little as they left and was preoccupied until i left thinking how strange this evening had been all sounded to familiar when i was suddenly grabbed from behind as i closed the door behind me and pulled behind the dumpsters out back, trying to scream i kicked back at my attacker eyes round in horror as i realized it was Mickey, although it wasn't really. His eyes where black and his pupils were wide. Still muffled by his hands that where like ice around my mouth i struck out again and this time i hit him in the face and he foolishly let go. I didn't turn back as i ran to my car at full pelt, not noticing the huge black muscle car parked in the distant car park. Panting i grabbed my keys and fumbled them into the lock of my beat up beetle and shaking i managed to start the engine and screeched into the night.

Dean and i left the bar, he seemed so preoccupied, trust him now was not the time their were demons around and he needed to focus. He kept a look out for the girl and i sat inside the car. Suddenly he tapped on the window and pointed towards the back door. She was leaving when she was suddenly grabbed from behind by the man behind the bar, i shot out the seat and put my arm out to stop Dean in his desperate attempt to get there, He watched with wide eyes as she kicked and slapped at the man finally breaking free and bolting towards a yellow car parked away, Dean relaxed then and turned to me.

" You know what we gotta do now Sammy" He beamed at me and i had a nasty feeling this was not the end of anything.

Reaching my apartment fifteen minutes later i dropped my bag in the door way and locked the door behind me, sliding the dead bolt in place, still shaken up and pumped full of adrenaline i went into the bathroom and began to run a bath, taking of my uniform and tying my long blonde hair into a high ponytail. I stepped into the hot water and tried to relax, mind racing. Something like this had happened before i just couldn't put my finger on it, i just didn't feel right, what had happened to Mickey? He was always such a nice man, making sure i got to my car ok and sending a text to check i was safe. There was only evil surrounding him and two men i'd never seen before tonight. Sighing, i decided to get out the bath, all shriveled, i grabbed a towel, tying it around my body i padded out into my kitchen, however it was already occupied by two twenty something men in leather jackets, seems the men from the bar had followed me home.

"Just stay calm Candy, we need to talk to you about something, i know this is a bit rude, but it was my brothers idea!" So they were brothers? "My name is Sam and that's Dean, Winchester, currently hunting for beer in your fridge."

I glanced over to where Sam motioned and Dean waved a hand in response.

"Ok now you know us, we have to talk to you about what happened tonight." Sam continued until Dean interrupted him;

"You may wanna put some clothes on, unless you feel more comfortable that way." Smiling and taking a swig of his beer. I scowled at him, not prepared to forgive him for being rude to me earlier even if he was stupidly handsome, and slouched of into my bedroom. Tonight was most defiantly the most weird and exciting night of my life. Two brothers appearing right after i get attacked by my not-so boss. things probably couldn't get any weirder or worse. Or so i thought, Mickey was in my bedroom and man, he looked pissed.

A/N: I'M BAAACK! haha thank you for reading a slightly different version of this story, i wanted to make it a little lighter than what the boys are usually like and i plan on making this a series with plenty of idea's hitting me all the time, i have no longer got writers block and look forward to progressing this story further again! any reviews are very welcome and enjoy!