*Hi friends, sorry it has been awhile since I have been able to continue this story, working on a novel as well. We left off with the Winchesters and Charmed Ones leaving to check out a lead on Killian, the werewolf. *
Sam and Dean and, to their dismay, Phoebe climbed into the 67' Chevy Impala while Castiel, Piper, and Paige followed behind in a overly large SUV that had Dean mocking them about being soccer moms. They drove for a couple hours before pulling up to a country bar called, "The Shake & Bake Pub." Dean pointed at the sign and busted out laughing.
"Dude, you can not be serious. What is a werewolf doing in a place called The Shake & Bake? What are we in a fricken Will Ferrell movie?" Dean took a deep breath to control his laughter.
"Hey, can we just go inside before we look even more suspicious." Piper closed the driver's side door to the big black SUV and took lead into the bar.
The inside of the bar was straight out of a country western movie, the twang of the music and the southern accents that filled the air along with the smell of BBQ and alcohol. Every man in the building wore a cowboy hat with matching boots and a button up shirt with skin tight jeans. The walls were covered in stuffed Fish, Deer, Elk, and Bear. The very center of the bar held a large ring, a low fence surrounding the area and a large mat, the kind you'd see in a boxing ring, sat under a large mechanical bull. On top of the bull sat a very handsome young man. He looked like a young John Wayne the way he held the reins of the bull, his movements flourishing right along with the way the bull turned and pulled him in different directions. His cowboy hat flowing in the air of the hand that held it, he yelled out a yee-haw that had everyone whistling and clapping the faster he moved.
Phoebe giggled and looked to Piper, "Oh I like it here, Piper. Look, they even have a dance floor!" Phoebe squealed and pointed over to a large floor at the other end of the bar. Several people stood in front of the stage that held four men with instruments. The country twang in their music gave Phoebe the urge to dance. And just as she was going to ask Dean, the man that was riding the bull grabbed her hand. No one had even noticed he had gotten off or made his way to where they were standing.
"Excuse me, ma'am. You sure are the most beautiful woman in this entire bar, might I buy you a drink?" He grinned at the boys, giving his hat a tip, and escorted Phoebe to the bar.
"Umm, shouldn't we be focused on something else?" Sam asked.
"It's fine, Phoeb's can take care of her self. Plus we should split up and look for anything suspicious. What does this werewolf look like?" Paige looked around the crowded bar and let out a sigh. How were they going to find a werewolf in this crowd?
"I don't know, he's about this high, "Dean held up his hand, "He had dark hair and.. shit I don't know he's a fricken werewolf." Dean threw his hands up and walked away from the group to sit at the bar.
"I'm sorry, he's usually not this grumpy but we've been through a lot lately and now that there is a kid involved. It's just a little too much on him I think." Sam tried defending Dean but knew he shouldn't have.
"No need to apologize sweetie. Let's just find us a wolf, yes?" Paige grinned and followed Piper over to the crowd near the bull ring.
An hour had passed and there was still no sign of Killian, no one had heard of him either except the person who thought they knew him and said he was his great-great-great uncle Marten who died in the great war of Bikini Bottom. Of course he was three sheets into the wind especially when he was referring a battle in the home town of Spongebob. It was almost midnight by the time they decided to call it a bust and find a motel.
"Why don't you guys go on without me, I'm having too much fun." Phoebe gave a little nod to the Bull Rider guy.
"Phoebe, we are not going to just leave you here with some stranger." Piper shook her head at her sister.
"I am a Charmed One remember, I can take care of myself. I wont be much longer, just text me with the address to the motel and leave me the SUV. I'll meet you there soon." Phoebe kissed her sister's cheek and ran off back to the bar.
"I don't like this, she just got over a pretty nasty break-up and she is way too vulnerable." Piper looked worried for her sister. It had been some time since the Cole situation but she wasn't entirely sure Phoebe had mended all of her wounds.
"Alright, why don't you guys go and I'll stick around until she's ready." Dean tossed the keys to the Impala to Sam and walked back into the bar.
Dean didn't even have to search for Phoebe; he heard her loud and clear as she was climbing to get on top of the Mechanical Bull. Before he could protest, the operator moved his controls. Dean watched her move well with the bull, as if she had done this a time or two. The operator picked up speed and her gracefulness of the ride took her. He was in awe of the woman in front of him, her beauty and smile gave him a feeling he hadn't felt in a very long time. Trying to brush off the feeling he shuddered and made his way to the bar to ask for another shot. He knew drinking more was probably a bad idea but at this point he just wanted to feel nothing. The loss of Ellen and Jo still weighing on him, he rubbed his tired face and looked at the mirror on the wall behind the counter. He didn't quite recognize the man staring back at him, sure it was him, but it felt wrong, he felt wrong. He asked the bartender for another drink and turned back to look at Phoebe.
She was off the bull, striding to where Dean stood, "Well, cowboy you going to give it a try or are you too scared?"
Dean laughed and shook his head, "I wouldn't count me out just yet."
Another hour came and went while Dean and Phoebe stood near a pool table bickering over the fact that Phoebe just beat him in another game. "Hey, speaking of losers, where did your Bull Rider friend go?"
Phoebe shrugged, "No idea, he said he had to go call his friend and he would be back."
Dean, his hair sticking up on the back of his neck, strode off to the front door and outside into the cool dark night. He looked around and did not see the man that had been with Phoebe, he walked around to the back of the building down a small narrow alley. He came near a dumpster and the only thing he could see on the other side was a pair of legs. He ran to the dumpster and found the man Phoebe had been with, lying there, dead.
"Dean? There you are, why did you take off like that?" Phoebe walked up to Dean and peered around him.
"Oh my.. how? Is that.." Stuttering she sat down next to the man to check his pulse. She gasped and looked up at Dean.
"Search him, grab his phone and his wallet, we need to get back to the motel. Now."
*What did Dean figure out? We shall see on the next installment of SuperCharmed.
(All errors including grammar/spelling is at fault to the Author. Apologize in advanced and all critiques/comments welcome!* 3