She tilted her head as she spotted the beautiful black impala, the desert air had given her a bit of a sand bath but she looked beautiful nonetheless. She jogged closer to get a better view when a familiar smell hit her. She recoiled as realized who this was, there were a couple of demons in the drug store already so either she let them trash the place to get to the male or she intervened and risked getting caught. Only one way to find out she chanted to herself as she headed into the gas station, waving to Madison who was the cashier she moved through the isles and as loud as she could "James!" she exclaimed. The male looked totally different from what she imagined but the smell that she caught from the impala was the same, she wrapped her arms around him. He had sandy blonde hair and bright green eyes that where framed by a lovely scatter of freckles she noticed, though not as many scars as she though he would have from all the time of fighting. He tensed hard and as she could feel his arm reach back to his knife she whispered "They're after you. Lets go." she smiled, as she pulled away "I haven't seen you in forever" she gushed. The demons in the station all froze and like a movie being paused it seemed life had stopped. She knew time was of the essence "Omg I haven't seen that hunk of junk in forever! Come show me how she rides" She purred as she wrapped their fingers together and pulled. He seemed really perplexed but he smoothed his face out in time "She missed you too Lia. I'd love to show you how she rides" He smiled back at her.
Getting to the front of the store she threw a hundred dollar bill on the counter "That's for the gas and the rest for you love" she waved at the cashier. "Get in the car." she grumbled as he gave her a warning look but dumped himself into the drivers' side. She watched the door while pulling the muzzle out and started filling up the car. The demons walked out like a snake uncoiling, gritted her teeth "Hey guys!" she purred at the four. "Wanna get out of the car?" The demon in the red hat snapped to her Squirrel. She snorted, "Wanna go fuck yourself?" she smiled sarcastically; the magical sound of the pump clicking gave her a little more time. "What are you his Bitch or something?" The punk in purple growled. She chuckled and turned just enough to put the pump back and screw the cap back on, "No but I am a Bitch." She risked a glance to Squirrel who seemed to be about to get out of the car "Go. I'll find you." she growled before turning back to the four not waiting long enough to check if he was actually going to leave. The ever-present simmering heat under her skin exploded, her body changing almost seamlessly into the big black hound she was meant to be. She looked into the four pairs of black eyes, it felt nice but she couldn't pause long enough to enjoy it. One angel blade, a bat, a gun and a dagger all faced her. The shotgun that was cocked though was in the hands of Madison the cashier. Needless to say the fight was quick but bloody her fur coated in the red liquid of her enemies.
She laughed which came out to a cough/bark, nodding at the cashier who waved with a small smile as the hound bounded onto the dirt road and followed the smell of gunpowder, leather, sweat and dark spices. The sun was almost setting and it gave her enough coverage that if someone passed her she'd be practically invisible. She could hear the impala's growl but it was more of a ticklish tinkling then anything. It was a while before she made it close enough to howl and signal the man to stop. She could now see the back lights brighten and then stop, slowing her pace she let out a snort. He was out of the car with a gun pointed at her, his face tense. She walked toward him unashamed while her black hell hound form shifted and cooled into the short sandy haired female he had seen in the gas station. "This is the thanks I get for paying for your gas AND saving your bow-legged ass? Squirrel." She grumbled. The gun didn't budge. She stopped close enough to lean her hip on Baby, her arms crossed as she watched him. They seemed to be at a standoff until her eyebrows crinkled "AC/DC?" She smiled brightly "Wanna lower the gun so we can argue over music taste?" she asked sweetly. The gun lowered but he didn't put it away "No dogs allowed in Baby." He snapped, his lip lifting into a disgusted snarl. She chuckled darkly, lifting her form from the car she slunk closer to him until their noses where almost touching. His smell slammed into her and she committed it to memory her voice going velvety soft "if you ever call me a dog again I'll track you to the ends of the earth and rip your appendages off and eat them in front of you. Don't. Be. A. Dick." My tongue clicked at the end. He was tense and still glaring at her. She chuckled as she pranced across the front of the hood "get in the car Squirrel. There's a Semi-truck coming and we don't want scratches on this lovely girl" her fingers gently stroking her handle.
Plopping herself into shotgun she smiled "C'mon boy!" Patting the drivers' side as if she was speaking to a dog. If looks could kill she thought as he slammed the door and glared daggers at her. She was surprised he wasn't shooting her or at least stabbing her as he started the ignition. While on the road it was tense silence until he broke it "You called me Squirrel." His eyes never left the road ahead of them. She blinked in confusion "Isn't that your name? Squirrel Winchester?" She asked perplexed. "I mean it's an odd name but that's what I hear daddy call you. It's normally added with Moose as your supposed brother or mate." She rose her eyebrows. She watched as he burst out laughing "You actually thought my name was Squirrel? And I'm not gay. He's my brother." He shook his head. She huffed "Yes." her lip jutting out "Daddy calls you Squirrel and when he comes home growling about you two he smells like you so I assumed that yes, that was you." She explained. He had calmed down enough to just a cheeky grin "Its Dean. Not Squirrel" He amended. She squinted at his profile "Then what's Mooses name?" She asked suspiciously "Sam." He chuckled at her. She crossed her arms "That sounds fake but okay." her eyes rolling to the ceiling before returning back to him. He looked tired but at least the air seemed a little calmer and She hoped it stayed that way.
It took a little longer for the now comfortable silence to break again "So why did you help me?" He asked. She shrugged "I was curious mostly. Other then that I'm getting tossed out for bad behavior for a while and I like to piss my dad off any chance I get. You and this supposed 'Sam' are talked a lot about in hell and I wanted to know more about you. I thought since I like fighting and you like fighting I could come play time with you on this side. I already know a lot about the monsters you fight but there's a couple details I'm concerned about." She rambled on. He cocked his head to the side "Like what?" he asked avoiding the rest of what she had said, his voice tense again. She cleared her throat "It's said that you met Cain and you've killed angels. Daddy was with you with Cain and apparently worked with an Angel named Castiel but I think he was just making things up." She watched his reaction closely. The soft ruble of the engine quieted her rapid heart beat though it didn't dim her excitement. He frowned deeply "All True." He admitted. She listened to his steady heartbeat and noticed his smell didn't spike or change, she recoiled "Shit." She mumbled. He chuckled "Why would he lie in the first place? If any thing to his…Kids?" his brows crumbled as he searched for the right word. She laughed, "Kids is good. Anyway, he's a demon and has tons of practice lying to humans why would it be any different to his kids?" she asked biting her knuckle. He shrugged "Has he ever lied to you before?" his voice closer to inquisitive then to assuming. She nodded "Loads of times. Where are we going by the way?" She asked looking around "Also why is um Sam not here?" She made a show of 'searching' the impala for the male.
She couldn't explain to him why she actually wanted to leave hell though to be honest she couldn't even explain the whole reason to herself. Hellhounds were put under a lot of guard over the last few months and even though it wasn't exactly boring she wanted to experience the human world. They were normally able to roam around and watch but not interact, not that most of them wanted to. She always was a little different not only because she was the youngest but also that the humans fascinated her. They had such odd traditions like putting angels on tops of trees and singing about death to kids, she loved watching them. There was a couple odd things too like dressing up one day in the year to walk around and get sweets that tasted terrible or flying pieces of cloth into the air attached to a string. She loved watching it but she's always wanted to know why. The last few years with minimal interaction was killing her so she decided to bust out.
He bit his lip for a couple of seconds "I'm off on a food run or rather was but now we're heading off to the bunker. Hey, how do I know you're not a spy or trying to kill me?" He suddenly asked watching her. She looked perplexed for a moment before the words fell out "One, Blood Oath. Two, if I wanted you dead I'd have dragged you down to hell already." She said simply. He paused as if considering "How would you do it, the blood contract?" he asked bordering on the side of skepticism. She smiled "Well there's a couple different ways but the less messy way is for me to sign a contract in my own blood along with yours" She opened the glove compartment an rifled through it before coming up with a small piece of paper. She grabbed a pen from it also and scratched out what sounded to be a good Oath before tossing it to him, propping his elbows onto Babies steering wheel he chuckled "Why don't you ask your dad to make one? He seems to know a lot more about them" He said before tossing it back to her. She groaned while she picked it up off the floor of the car "Seriously? My dad kicked me out. Like I'm just going to go and Waltz up to him and go 'Oh Daddy dearest will you pretty please make a contract for me so I can bind my loyalty to the Winchester who you love and hate all at the same time? That would be great thanks'" Her voice sounding like a squeaky toddlers. He snorted "True." was his only response to her while the road stretched out before them. She wasn't sure how this was going to play this out but she'd be smited if she'd be going back after finally getting in good contact with the humans. She was also excited to meet 'Sam' though she hoped he wasn't as stoic as his brother.