LIKE A STONE
March 2007 A bar just outside of Des Moines, Iowa
Dean goes to get a beer from the mousy blonde bartender who shyly smiles at him so he politely smiles back takes his beer and goes to join Sam at their table.
"So out of all the places where we could have taken a pit stop, why the hell did you pick Iowa?" Dean asked taking a chug of his beer.
"Well if you had tracked down a job then we would have been there instead" Sam retorted.
"Yeah well I figured we needed a break" Dean replied and after seeing most of the locals heading home at midnight, "Screw it" (He pulls out John's Journal and flips through the pages) " Oh yes! I got something. Dad was tracking a poltergeist in Las Vegas (he closes the journal and looks at Sam and smiles) Hell yeah, we're going to Vegas.
"Dean, you realize that we're going to do a job right? Not to go hook up with random girls off the street"
"Damn grandma, loosen your panties. We'll go, track and kill the poltergeist and then we'll have some actual fun instead of cow tipping or whatever these hicks do for fun."
They both left the bar and into the pouring rain outside. They were walking towards the Impala when Dean sees something out of the corner of his eye and catches Sam's attention to it. They see this petite brown haired girl arguing with this guy. The girl looks afraid but then the guy calms her down. Figuring that this was a couple thing, Dean turns around but then he sees the guy's eyes which were completely black. The girl not noticing turns around and starts to walk away when the guy comes closer and closer raising his hand and revealing an athame. Dean runs over to the girl and pushes her out of the way but because of the mud, they both rolled down into a small ditch. Meanwhile Sam attacked the demon and killed it with its own athame. Dean is now with the girl when they finally stop rolling.
"Hey, you okay?" Dean asked looking at the girl's face.
"I'm fan-freaking-tastic. You know what'd make me even better? If you would get the hell off of me," she replied looking slightly annoyed.
Dean rolled off of her and got to his feet and was offering her a hand when he noticed that she was already up. Sam reached finally reached them.
"Hey are you two okay?"
"Yeah Sammy. We're fine"
The girl is trying to get back up the ditch back to the road but its too slippery and she keeps falling.
"Here let me," Sam says as he extends down his hand and pulls her back up.
"Thanks"
When they all make it back up to the road, the girl speaks again.
"What the hell was that?"
Dean looks at Sam and unable to come up with something better replies, "That was a demon"
"Yeah, no shit, its not my first day on the job," She retorted and then looked at them more carefully, "You two must be Winchesters. Only a Winchester would barge in like that, all heroic like, trying to save the damsel in distress type"
Dean, a little shocked, replied, "Who the hell are you?"
"From that pleasant greeting, plus the fact that you were on top of me and that you got me completely covered in mud, you must be Dean" She then turns to Sam and more pleasantly says, "So that must make you Sam. I'm Leila Wilson."
Sam still a little surprised says "Nice to meet you."
"Okay, now that we've got all the introductions out of the way, we need to get the hell out of here." She grabbed her bag that she had dropped earlier. "You can come to my place to get cleaned up" referring to Dean's muddy appearance and Sam's drenched form. They all left to Leila's house unaware of who was watching this entire interaction.
