The roadhouse was way off the beaten path and the inside looked rougher than the outside. It wasn't the worst she'd seen, just a little hole in the wall place. Dean had wanted her to stay in the car but they were going into hunter hangout, not a vampire's nest. There was a man passed out on the pool table, presumably not Ellen.
"I'll check in the back." Sam went behind the bar while they looked around the front.
Dean suddenly felt a rifle at his back. "Kayla don't move."
She looked over her shoulder and saw a young girl with a rifle to him.
"Who the hell are you?" The girl accused, she looked a little young to be an acquaintance of John's.
"You really shouldn't hold a rifle right up to someone's back." She cocked the gun. "It makes it really easy to do this." He spun and grabbed the muzzle, easily taking the rifle from her.
The girl punched him in the face and just as easily took the gun back. Kayla's jaw dropped and she tried not to laugh, but that girl totally caught him off guard and jacked him in the face. Priceless.
Dean held his noise and called for his brother. "Sam, a little help?"
"Sorry Dean," he walked out from the doorway with his hands on his head, a woman was following him with a gun. "I'm a little tied up."
"This is the part where you come in and save us." Dean pointed out, there was a reason he wanted her to wait.
"Sam and Dean Winchester?" The woman kept her aim on Sam but her expression softened.
"Mom you know these guys?"
"I think these are John Winchester's boys." She smiled and lowered her gun with a laugh. "Well I'll be damned. Hey guys, I'm Ellen. This is my daughter Jo."
Kayla reached over and grabbed a couple napkins from the bar and handed them to Dean. "You're dripping blood."
Ellen eyed her, she didn't look like a hunter. "What's your name sweetheart?"
"I'm Kayla, Michelson." She extended her hand.
"Have we talked on the phone?"
Jo tried unsuccessfully to hide a smirk. "A couple years ago, remember? The little rich girl who couldn't handle her vampires?"
Kayla immediately shot her a look; she could take her, easy.
"Jo that was rude." Ellen warned her.
Dean tried not to smile at how pissed she was. "So you told our dad you could help, help with what?"
"The demon of course, I heard he was closing in on it." She noted their looks. "Why'd he send you here?"
Sam looked at the floor. "He didn't."
"He's ok isn't he?"
"No, he isn't." Sam looked ready to break into tears again, Dean was visibly struggling to maintain his composure and Kayla put a hand on his shoulder. "It was the demon, it just got to him before he got to it I guess."
"I'm so sorry."
Dean pushed her hand off him. "It's ok, we're alright."
"No, really, I know how close…"
"Look lady I said we're alright."
She looked at Sam's face and knew it was better not to press any further.
"Ash can help you. Ash!"
The man who was passed out on the pool table rolled over with a start, showing his mullet in full glory. The three exchanged looks; this was going to be interesting.