Months later Sam and Dean were chasing a shape shifter through the French quarter of New Orleans. Finally Sam had a clear shot, a silver bullet, straight to the heart. After disposing of the body properly, they left the alleyway dusting off their clothes.

"What do you say? A few beers?" Sam nodded, taking a deep breath.

"Bourbon is right around the corner, let's see what's up there" Sam suggest.

"Alright! Wonder what kind of trouble we can get in to there." Dean rubbed his hand together.

They made the walk around to Bourbon Street to run straight in to a large crowd of people.

"Is it Mari Gras?" Dean shouted to his brother.

"I don't think so" Sam replied.

"Here, let's try this one. "Dean grabbed his brother's arm and pulled him in to a bar. It wasn't as loud and crowded as the others, but it still held quite a few people.

Sam found a table and Dean went for drinks, he returned to the table with four beers. "They have a special going on right now, got it on tap for way cheap."

Sam took a sip and made a face. "I see why it was on for cheap."

"Oh come on" Dean said as he took a swig, he cringed just the same." It's not so bad once you get pass the- okay you're right, it's nasty."

Dean chugged his beer as Sam watched on in disgust. "Okay, now I'm going to get something that's actually good."

"What do you say to a couple Jack and cokes?" A British accent sounded behind them.

"Sorry lady, but I like to buy my own alcohol" Dean said without turning around.

"That's not what you said last time, Everyday Dean." Sam watched his brother nearly give himself whiplash turning his head.

"Ginny?" He turned to see the woman he met months ago standing behind him, with the same crimson lips that she had before.

"Dean." She sat next to him and gave his arm a quick squeeze.

Sam cleared his throat from the other side of the table. "Ginny, this is my brother Sam."

She extended her hand for him to shake. "I am so pleased to meet the famous Sammy!"

"Famous?" He cocked an eyebrow at his brother.

"Your brother speaks very highly of you." She explained.

"We met at that bar in Tulsa a few months back, the night you wouldn't come with me. See what you missed out on" he smiled.

"Oh, so it's you he was out with all night." Sam rolled his eyes as he took a drink.

"We sat in the bar until I had to leave at sun rise, making fun of the drunken asses at the pool table." She tapped the shot glasses she sat down before them.

They all took the shot.

"You mean you really didn't go home with anyone that night? "Sam asked incredulous.

"I told you. She was beautiful but we just drank all night."

"What kind of woman do you take me for?" Ginny asked with false offence in her voice.

"It's not you that's the problem, it's the lady killer over there" Sam smiled.

"Jackass." Dean punched his brother in the arm.

"He can be rather charming, but he didn't run when I told him I wasn't going to have sex that night, which most do. But this is all beside the point." She opened her arms wide and showed her sparkling white teeth. "Fancy seeing you two here. The whole world and we meet up by chance in the Big Easy. Can you believe it?"

"I know right. What do you think Sammy, wanna party with a beautiful girl tonight? "Dean turned to his brother.

"Why not? I can finish up the write ups for the case in the morning and give Bobby a call." Sam shrugged

"Sweet!"

They spent the next few hours drinking and laughing. At one point Dean was even drunk enough to let Ginny drag him out on the dance floor.

"I'm starved!" Ginny said as she threw herself down in the booth next to Sam. "A greasy burger sounds great."

"You're my kind of woman!" Dean exclaimed from the other side of Sam, who was not amused by their drunken slurring.

Suddenly Ginny was alert. She looked around the room. "Time for me to take my leave boys." She stood suddenly and leaned across the table to kiss them each on the cheek.

"Until next time Everyday Dean. Bye Sammy" Waved and took off out the door.

"What the hell Dean?" Sam looked at his brother who was staring at the door she just walked through.

"What?" He looked at his brother and took a swig if his beer.

"Who is that?"

"Ginny? I dunno, just a girl." He turned towards the TV.

"No Dean. Not just a girl. Something is up with her." He pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Seriously? She's just friendly. People can be...friendly." he looked around the bar.

"No, something is up with her. I'm telling you Dean. I can feel it."

"You think she's some kind of freak? Sam I would know if I was dancing with a, something unnatural. " he leaned over the table and looked at his brother. "Trust me here Sammy, when have I ever lead you wrong? Besides, we probably won't ever see her again.

A/N-Chapter two! thanks for all the follows and favorites, love you guys!