Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except the ones you don't recognize. Supernatural, Sam, Dean and the Impala sadly don't belong to me but to Eric Kripke.

Chapter Two: First Encounter

Armana looked over the men quickly, her gaze staying on the shorter of the two. It looked like she could have some fun with him. She smiled slightly as she felt his eyes wash over her claddly dressed self. He sat down next to her as his companion sat at one of the small round table placed half hazardously around the room. Fred came up to see what the newcomers wanted, looking angry at being interrupted again.

"A beer and one for the lady," the man said, giving Armana a rather irresistible smile.

"Thanks," she said as Fred got their drinks.

"My pleasure."

She smiled and finished off her first beer. "I'm Armana."

"Dean."

Kina looked over at the newcomers as they came in, knowing too well that Armana wanted to go home with one of them; she didn't even have to read the older girl's mind. Kina pushed around the mind of the guy flirting with Armana, looking to see if he would be a threat. All she found out was that he loved girls, cars and the other guy who came in was his younger brother.

"So, any reason that you're in this shit hole?" Armana asked, as Kina looked over her shoulder at the other man. He was slowly looking through a leather bound book, sometimes stopping to gently run his fingertips across some of the words. When she tried to reach into his mind, she found that she couldn't. It was like he either had no thought or he had up some sort of block. Wanting to figure out what was going on, Kina grabbed the newly opened beer bottle in front of Armana.

"Hey!" the older girl exclaimed as Kina got up from her stool with her beer in one hand and Armana's in the other.

"I'm sure hottie here can buy you another," was all she said before walking over to the other man. He quickly shut the book he was going through as she slid into the seat next to him.

"Hey," she said.

"Hey."

"You look like you could use a beer," Kina said, pushing the full beer towards him.

"Thanks," he said, taking a sip of the drink.

"Don't thank me," she told him. "Thank that guy up there. He's your brother." The last sentence was a statement, not a question.

"Yeah. How'd you know?"

"I'm just good at telling those sorts of things."

"Oh. Okay."

"I'm Kina."

"Sam," he said, sipping his beer.

"So why are you and your brother in this hick town?"

"Just passing through. We're on a road trip," Sam told her.

She nodded. "Armana and I are kind of doing the same thing."

Sam glanced away from the beautiful blonde in front of him to the scantly dressed woman flirting with his brother. "Is she your sister?"

"Not really. Our parents were friends and after mine died, Armana's dad took me in. So yeah, we grew up together but we're not related," Kina explained.

Meanwhile up at the bar, Armana had downed another beer and was hoping to get out of here as the stuffy air was giving her a headache. She peeked over at Dean from beneath her lashes to see him looking at her with a hungry look she knew all too well.

"You wanna go somewhere?" he finally asked.

Kina and Sam, lost in conversation, looked up as the bar door slammed shut. Both noticed the absence of their older companions and Sam sighed.

"What's wrong?" Kina asked him.

"I've got no ride. Dean's always forgetting that we only have one car between the two of us," he explained.

"Who says you're out of a ride?"

"What?"

"I've got a feeling they took your brother's car but," she pulled a key out of a small pocket in her skirt, "I've got a key to Armana's car."

He smiled. "And I'm hoping you won't mind giving me a ride after, you know, a while."

She nodded as her eyes fell to the book under Sam's hand. A corner of a picture stuck out of the side. Reaching forward, Kina plucked it out from between the pages in the book. It was a picture of a man somewhere around Dean's age, or so she guessed, with two young boys sitting on his lap. "Who's this?' she asked, although she had a pretty good idea who it was.

"Oh uh…that's my dad, Dean and me," he said, pointed to each figure as he said their name.

"You guys look pretty happy."

"Yeah. That was a long time ago."

Kina didn't need to use her telepathy to know that she had hit a touchy subject. "What? You don't think you three could be happy again."

"No," he said sharply, taking the picture into his hands. "My dad died."

"Oh." Ben had never taught his girls how to deal with emotions well, so Kina wasn't sure what to say. "Well, I'm an orphan if it makes you feel better."

Sam didn't laugh or smile, just looked over at her with an unreadable expression. "Do you want to play some pool?"

Clearly knowing he wanted to change the subject, Kina stood up with a smile. "Bet I can beat you."

A/n: Chapter two and the two mysterious guys are….Dean and Sam Winchester! Heehee. Okay so now you know and onto the next chapter.