SWINGING DOORS

Dean sat at his desk counting the money from that night as Sam stood vigil at the door.

"Damn bro she was obviously into you man."

"Yeah, well her performance has been the first in a long time that made me want to bend someone over on stage and fuck them raw. I don't think I could convince her that that was a job requirement. So that being said Miranda scratched an itch as usual and those blue eyes on me just blew me away."

"Arandi watched by accident dude."

"I think she enjoyed it more than she will ever admit." Dean grinned. "She'll come around. They all do."

"You hope anyway and if Miranda doesn't run her off."

"I've told Miranda more than once that I don't belong to her and she better cut her shit. She doesn't fuck with Bethany or Candy."

"Because Bethany is happy being second fiddle and Candy can kick her ass with her pinky." Sam huffed.

Sam's cell phone sounded in his pocket. "This is Sam." He answered. He stood up straight. "Yeah we'll be there."

Dean was already putting the money in the safe and pulling his guns and favorite knife. "Bobby?"

"Yeah. He found the Malloy's." Sam growled.

Dean's face hardened. "Their story ends tonight."

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Arandi stared at the pictures, her stomach doing a flip. It didn't matter how many times she saw it, she still felt sick.

"Nick and Bruce Malloy were found early this morning. Their hearts cut out. They had been tortured and who knows what else." Leland said in disgust.

"You're sure that it was the Winchesters."

"Like always not one shred of evidence to pin them but it was them. Sources said that the Malloy's had stolen from the Winchesters and this was payback."

"What the hell did they steal?"

"Unknown but it had be something big."

She suddenly felt the need to bathe in scalding hot water. Those hands that had apparently heartlessly killed two men in cold blood had touched her. "What did I get myself into?" She groaned.

"You're in the club now so maybe you'll luck out."

"Or end up sans heart."

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Arandi took a deep breath before she headed into the club. Two huge guys stood there.

"You must be Arandi." The six foot five black hair blue eyed one said. "Hi I'm Tom, this is Justin. We're guards and bouncers so if anyone bothers you just holler."

"Thanks but where were you last night when I left?"

"I've worked here five years and I've seen way too many Dean Winchester sessions if you know what I mean."

Justin only nodded. Arandi felt herself getting red.

"Besides us there is Kane, Jace, Colt, Jagger, Deuce, and Milo. Also two lady bouncers Bella and Leah. Don't even think of making any Twilight references."

"Wouldn't dream of it. Thanks guys." Arandi said as she headed for the dressing room.

"I give it two weeks before Dean has her purring like his Impala." Justin remarked.

Tom stared at her ass as she walked. "Five days tops."

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Dean winced as he moved on the chair behind his desk. He had no idea how his ribs hadn't just turned to dust already he broke or cracked them often enough.

"You shouldn't even be here." Sam scolded.

"It takes a lot more than ribs to keep me down." Dean growled.

"Oh you mean like the concussion you probably have."

"I'm still standing and Nick is a heartless douchebag."

"Please tell me that was not some lame ass attempt at humor." Sam groaned.

"It fucking funny and you know it."

"Hey boss." Dean's ear piece cackled. "She's here."

"Thanks Tommy."

"She showed up?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, so we have all the dancers here and we should make a killing tonight."

Sam groaned.

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Arandi sat at her station trying to figure out how to do her hair. She could see Miranda behind her in the mirror prancing around as if she owned the place.

She was pretty but she had definitely seen better days.

"So you don't like to wear makeup?" Roxie asked Arandi.

"I don't mind some eye makeup but everything else is too much for me. I like the natural look."

"How are you not a model?"

Arandi snickered. "I was too real."

Roxie laughed. "Why doesn't that surprise me?"

"You're Arandi." Miranda was suddenly far into her space.

"Yeah, can I help you?"

Miranda only glared at her and then left the room.

"That can't be good." Roxie hummed.

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Dean was half way down the stairs when Miranda was suddenly in his face.

"You hired the bitch who you called out too last night?" She accused.

Dean huffed. "The last time I checked I don't have to answer to you or anybody else male or female." He brushed past her.

"It's bad enough I have to share you with Bethany and Candy but this whore thinks she can come in and….."

"She hasn't done anything I hired her yesterday and you sucked my cock like three minutes after that so she was fresh in my mind." He decided to keep the part where Arandi had turned him on so much being the only reason she got the pleasure of his cock at all. "I'm warning you Miranda you start any shit with her and I will fire you before I fire her. I'm fed up with you. We are not together and will never be."

Miranda only glared at him as he went down the stairs.

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Dean watched from a stool at the bar as Arandi did her routine and she was beyond well received. He licked his lips.

"Need a bucket?" Candy asked from behind the bar.

Dean turned to her and smiled. "Jealous?"

"You're a great fuck Dean but I live in reality."

"Really you should delve into fantasy every now and again. It cleanses the soul."

"You have one of those?" The tall blue eyed blonde snickered.

Dean titled his head as he eyed her up and down. He stood up and motioned to Tom.

"Hey Tommy, you mind covering for Candy a bit. We've got some paper work to go over." Dean grinned obscenely.

"Sure thing boss."

Candy smiled and tossed her bar rag down as Dean made his way around.

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Arandi did her routine and noticed Dean as he watched her intently. She couldn't believe all the money coming at her and was beginning to think she really had gotten into the wrong career.

She watched as Dean seemed to flirt with the blonde bartender and then he disappeared with her.

How the hell was she ever going to get his attention? She sure as hell didn't want to be his Tuesday girl or whatever day of the week she would fall into.

Things were really going to go slow if all she did was work at the club while he fucked everyone else like a horny bunny.

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"Fuck me already Dean." Candy hissed into his ear as she rutted against him while she straddled him on the small sofa in her office.

"Patience." He moaned into her neck as his hands slid under her top. He lifted his head to lock eyes with hers.

"If you want to think about that little bitch you hired while you pound me I don't care. I just want that cock in me now." She bit into Dean's neck and he hissed and pushed her away. "I told you no markings."

"You fucking talk too much."

Dean looked into her eyes and he let out a long sigh. "You almost had me."

Candy frowned. "What are you….." Her eyes widened and she gasped as the knife came up in a flash and went through her throat and out the other side before she could even process a thing.

Her lifeless body slumped against Dean.

"I warned you time and time again but you wanted to live in reality. There is your reality." He hissed and pushed her to floor. He stood up and looked at the body of the woman that he had enjoyed having his way with whenever the need arose without complications.

He cleaned his knife on his pants and walked to the wall. He pushed hard on a brick and the wall opened up. He dragged the body into the wall and closed the wall behind him.

He opened a door where extra clothes waited. He quickly showered and changed in the hidden room as if there wasn't a dead body just few feet away.

Another hidden door and he made his way to a door coming out of the bouncer's locker room in an identical outfit that he had been wearing.

Jace looked up unfazed.

"Clean up on aisle thirteen." Dean grumbled.

"Sorry boss. We told her to listen."

"I should have let her go a long time ago but I kept thinking she would see the light. Now the only light she is seeing is coming from the fires of hell."

"I'll get Jagger and we'll take care of it."

Dean nodded. "She had a sister that will raise a stink so she has to be found. Everyone saw her go with me into the office."

"You had to fire her for skimming and she was in a car accident after she left here boss we got this have we failed you yet?"

Dean headed back through so that he could come out of the door by the bar again. He looked at the dead body again and headed out pretending that he was telling her to leave her keys and everything on her desk and go.

He whispered in Tom's ear and he nodded then he sat back on the stool as if everything was perfectly normal.

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Arandi was sitting in the back putting her regular clothes back on and feeling rather flustered. In just a few hours she had made enough to pay most of her bills for the entire month.

Not that she needed to pay on the apartment. The state was paying for that and all her bills. She owned her real home and car so all this money was going into savings and now she could buy those boots that had been calling her name. She was going to try really hard to forget where the money had come from.

A commotion started in the back of the room and she looked up as Miranda strolled in.

"Dean just fired Candy for skimming." She announced proudly. She looked at Arandi through the mirror. "Bitches that don't belong get what they deserve eventually."

"Maybe you should start packing." Leona the red head snickered.

"Fuck you." Miranda hissed.

"Hey Arandi." Bella said from the door.

"Yeah."

"Dean wants to see you for a minute."

"Thanks." Arandi smirked and had to admit she liked the look Miranda had of 'what the fuck.'

Arandi sauntered out the door while most of the other girls snickered softly.

Dean was still sitting at the same stool as she walked up to him.

"Bella said you needed to see me?"

"I remember seeing on your application that you had tended bar before and I just had to let Candy go. Would you mind covering until I can replace her? I'll move you up to twenty and you still make tips but you have to stay till three in the morning."

Arandi knew she had just been handed a huge opening. "Are you serious of course I'll do it."

"I knew you wouldn't let me down. Now come on and I'll show you the ropes." Dean headed behind the bar with Arandi at his heels. She wondered how he managed to still smell so fresh and clean after hours of being at the club.

Arandi had paid her way through college tending bar so she knew her way around most every drink there was out there and some that she had concocted herself.

In less than hour she had everything down and Dean smiled. "I knew you were going to be a good hire."

Arandi smiled back and didn't miss Miranda glaring from the doorway of the dressing room.

Cass and Nixon the other two bartenders liked the way she worked as well.

"Alright guys you keep an eye on her, half these fucks are still going to think she's dancing."

Dean walked away.

Arandi watched as Miranda headed his way but she stopped when Dean shot her a look that made even Arandi feel the cold.

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"Hey guys, I came in mid shift so you don't have to split the tips three ways."

"It's not like Candy is going to come back for her share. I'm sure Dean gave her enough extra to keep her good for a few months."

"You can't pay bills with sperm." Cass chuckled.

"That's not what I meant you idiot. You know how Dean tends to spoil his employees when they work hard. Candy worked her ass off so I don't understand why she would skim." Nixon sighed as he grabbed his jacket and headed for the door leading outside. "Walk you out?" He asked Arandi.

"Thanks but I have to go grab my bag from my locker." She skirted around him and headed back into the club. The cleanup was in full effect and everyone else headed for home.

All of the dancers had already left so Arandi unlocked her locker and grabbed her bag.

She made her way out and Dean and Sam were chatting with Jagger and Jace. She wondered why Dean looked a bit hunched and Sam kept throwing him looks of concern.

She wanted to start a conversation with Dean but she didn't want to push her luck and make it obvious that she was trying to get to him.

This shit just needed to get moved along.

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"I told you. You needed to have stayed home. You're pushing it with those ribs and you look like shit." Sam was hovering over Dean who at this point had given up on trying to stand straight.

"If I had stayed home who knows how much Candy would have gotten away with."

"Oh now I'm not capable of sniffing out baddies?" Sam huffed in annoyance.

"So much easier to sniff out when you're fucking their brains out."

"Please don't tell you killed her while you were doing her?" Sam grimaced in disgust.

"I was tempted but junior lost interest the minute he picked up the scent."

"That's like necrophilia isn't it."

"Sammy shut up."

"Hey boss it's done." Jagger whispered.

"Good, thanks guys. I'll add a bonus to your pay check." Dean smiled and winced.

"You ok?" Jace asked.

"Stubborn ass is coming to work with broken ribs." Sam snitched.

"They are not broken just cracked. Nothing some hard whiskey and a couple of pills won't fix." He looked up to see Arandi looking at them and then she turned to leave. "Maybe some warm hands and that fine ass." He added as he bit his lower lip.

"He's fine." Jace and Jagger chimed at the same time.

"I'll see you at home." Dean said to Sam as he quickly followed Arandi and called out to her before she made it out the door.

She stopped and looked at him curiously.

"I better walk you out. You never know what is out in the dark." He smiled.

"Isn't that why you have a million and one guards in this place?"

"Ouch. Well if you prefer one of them…."

She smiled. "Nah, you'll do just fine."

He returned the smile and opened the door for her. She stepped outside and they walked towards her car."

Dean stopped and stared. "This is your car?" He ran his hand over the black '69 Chevy Nova.

"Yeah it's old but I love it. My dad gave it to me just before he died and I can't part with it."

"Don't. Old cars are the best. I have a '67 Impala. That's why I call this place the Impala Club."

"I figured you more for the racier edgier cars."

"Not me. I mean I'll drive them every now and then but these old cars will always be it for me."

Arandi had to remind herself that he was a killer even though right at the moment he looked nothing like it. She glanced at her car and that was when she noticed the slashed back tires.

"What the hell?" She hollered.

Dean didn't need a picture painted for him to know who it had been.

"Miranda." They both said at the same time.

"She fucked herself because now I have to drive you home." Dean grinned huge. "I'll have it fixed for you in the morning don't worry."

Arandi could say she would take a cab but being around Dean was what she was supposed to do. "Thanks."

They walked to the other side of the club and he opened the door to his Impala for her and then climbed in to drive.

She told him where she lived and he began to laugh.

"It's not that bad." She moped.

"No it's not that. It is a very nice place. I know the landlord and he owes me a favor. I could get you cheaper rent if you like."

Arandi pictured Dean breaking the man's legs. "Um it's ok I mean I…"

"I didn't expect anything in return if that's what you're worried about." Dean sighed as he drove. "You covered my ass tonight and I just wanted to return the favor. That's all."

"You're already paying me way more than I ever expected so really it's ok." She smiled.

"Alright."

They reached her apartment building and he got out to open the door for her and she got out.

"Thanks Dean." She smiled shyly.

"Anytime." He grinned. "See you Monday. I'm not very religious but we're closed on Sundays so everyone can have a day with their families."

"Don't have one of those anymore but it will be nice to sleep in." She headed toward the front door and put in her code to get into the lobby and he leaned back against the car and watched her go. He sighed again and squirmed a little before he got back in his car and drove away.

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Arandi tossed and turned as the sun slowly made its appearance. Stone cold killer cared about his employees spending time with their families and he hadn't jumped her bones like she expected him to do.

Of course he wasn't going to make this easy.

Her phone went off and she saw that it was the number marked as her sister but it was really code for her to call into to work because something was up.

She went into the bathroom and opened a cabinet and pulled out a box of tampons. She dug around and pulled out another phone. She turned it on and hit the speed dial.

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Dean slept until two and it felt good. He was still sore but he felt a lot closer to a hundred percent.

"No luck." Sam grinned mischievously.

"Oh come on Sam it wasn't like I was going to give her a ride home and then jump her." Dean scoffed.

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Never stopped you before."

"Drop it bro."

Sam chuckled but left it alone.

Jagger walked into the dining room where they were reading the paper and eating. "We have a situation a few towns over.

Dean and Sam both jumped up without a word and headed to get ready.

TBC

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