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6
BURLESQUE
"Vampire," John muttered to the three hunters around the table. Sam was leaning forward listening intently, while Dean was sipping on his beer. Lexi was paying attention, but occasionally stealing glances at Dean's beer. "Apparently he's quite the host for all kinds of evil. He's a regular stop for other vampires, demons, and shape shifters."
"A host? What is he throwing dinner parties?" Dean said exasperated and Lexi couldn't help but let out a small giggle. John turned his gaze on her and narrowed his eyes. Her small giggle was immediately stifled and she cleared her throat.
"Sorry," she mumbled.
"Lexi, you're a big part of this plan. It's not going to be easy, considering the amount of different supernatural creatures trafficking through this vamp's place. They won't recognize you like they will Sam, Dean, and myself. You're going to be a plant. Undercover," John started to explain, speaking slow and clear. Sam's face scrunched up in confusion.
"Undercover? You're sending Lexi undercover? Undercover where?" Sam asked.
"Well, the vampire actually owns a…place of business…" John started to explain. Dean sat up a little straighter and looked at his dad.
"Please tell me it's something fun. With alcohol. With girls," Dean fake pleaded.
"For once Dean, I think you'll like staking out the enemy. The vampire calls himself Vince. Owns a burlesque club called Tantra's." Sam and Dean's eyes bugged out of their heads, and Lexi froze. "So Sam, to answer your question, Lexi is the only one of us who can pull it off, that's why she's going. That and the fact that we'd be recognized way too easy if one of us tried to work there as a bartender or something. Sam and Dean, you're going to be the regular customers and I'm going to get on the inside to capture the piece of shit vamp."
"Whoa, wait a second! You want me to work undercover at a burlesque club? So you can capture some vampire? Why do you need to capture it? Can't you just kill him when he's walking out to his car or something?" Lexi started rambling.
"No. I need to capture the vampire. It has information about yellow eyes," John informed them. Sam and Dean both stiffened at the revealing news. Lexi couldn't form a response, because she didn't know what to say.
"What do I have to do," Lexi offered, finally finding her voice.
An hour later Sam walked through the door with a bag full of Chinese takeout. Setting it down on the table, he grabbed one of the boxes for himself. The four hunters sat in the small apartment and ate in silence. Lexi's first day on the job started the next morning, and she was in for a full day of training. Throughout the evening, Dean had started making snarky comments, causing a blush to rise up on her cheeks until John yelled at him. After their meal, Lexi stood up and yawned.
"Lex you can take the bed," John explained, knowing that she was the one who would need her rest the most.
"Uh, thanks. I don't take up much room, if anyone wants to share. That way only two of you have to sleep on the floor," she laughed as she walked towards the bathroom to change.
It was close to three in the morning when Lexi awoke from the bed dipping behind her. Turning over, she saw that Dean had slipped into bed with her and was lying on his side looking at her. Before she had time to question him, he whispered, "The floor is uncomfortable." He was grinning and she could see his green eyes through the moonlight. She just smiled in return and closed her eyes.
The next morning Lexi arrived at the club and was immediately ushered into a practice session. Throughout the entire morning, she was holding back her hate at the vampire 'showing her the ropes'. John told her that most of the male staff were vampires. Having to put on a pretty face, she was inwardly cursing and screaming when the main trainer, Marcus, would touch her leg to correct her posture.
She had never been to a burlesque club, and was relieved to learn that she wouldn't have to sing. The girls only lip synced. She had over a week of regular training to learn the routines. The other girls were completely oblivious to the fact that they were working for vampires. She'd also found out that whenever an employee got fired, they were never heard from again even if they were friends with the other girls. Lexi told this to John and the boys who started thinking that the employees were a secondary food source when one of them misbehaved.
The outrageous costumes were starting to become more familiar to Lexi. Leotards, sparkling bras and panties, fake eyelashes and extravagant makeup, dangerously high heels, and pearl outfits were her uniform.
Each day she would come back to the apartment and tell the boys what she learned through her gossiping coworkers. She had started performing, but the Winchesters were waiting to strike at an upcoming event. Each month, Vince would do a 'big show' which included drink specials and lower cover costs with an amazing show.
During her training and fake employment, Lexi had met Vince twice. The first meeting was on her first day, and the second was to inform her that she would be performing at the end of the month show. Vince and Marcus had developed a fancy for Lexi, and Marcus told her that Vince would be watching her performance very closely at the show. Upon hearing that, she grew tense, wanting to behead the man who had come to be her trainer and coach. However, she knew that John's plan didn't include her beheading anyone during business hours.
Friday soon rolled around and John had reviewed the plan with them five times over again. While Lexi was performing, John would have the opportunity to pose as a backstage hand and inject Vince with dead man's blood. It was Lexi's responsibility to keep the crowd entertained, and security busy with customers. Dean and Sam were supposed to make sure that Lexi got out okay once John called them.
Dean and Sam were sitting at a table in the front row, each with a drink in their hands. Sam couldn't stop twitching, and kept bouncing his leg up and down.
"Will you quit it!?" Dean growled, taking a sip of his drink.
"Sorry," Sam muttered. Then a waitress dressed in a high skirt with her panties showing distracted Dean. Sam rolled his eyes and waited for the show to start, hoping that everything worked. A sexy voice sang through the sound system, "Oh Mister Gatsby," and then the lights dimmed once more. Even though they were on a job, Dean was already thoroughly enjoying himself. The curtain rose, revealing three girls in the shadows. Dean knew that one of them was Lexi, causing him to shift uncomfortably in his seat in anticipation.
John snuck through the back door, dressed in the staff uniform for stage hands. He was wearing glasses in a poor attempt to make himself unrecognizable. As he pretended to move a couple crates around, he saw girls walking by in crazy outfits and had to keep himself focused on the task at hand.
Sam and Dean were speechless with both jaws dropped as Lexi was revealed wearing a pearl bra with a matching skirt. Her hair was curled up and the décor was 1920's style behind the girls. She stood in the middle, and the music started playing. The girls started to dance seductively, and went along with the music.
There was nothing left to the imagination about Lexi after watching her dance on stage with two other girls. Halfway through the song, Lexi was on all fours crawling towards the front of the stage. Heading straight towards Sam and Dean, Sam's face was slightly red but also not able to look away. Dean on the other hand was shifting uncomfortably in his jeans, and when she made direct eye contact with him, he almost lost it. With wide emerald eyes, he watched Lexi continue the routine. Hoots and hollers could be heard, but Dean couldn't stop staring at her.
When the song ended, Dean's leg jerked and damn near tipped the table over. Sam shot him a questioning glance, but turned his attention back to the stage. Insane feelings of lust coursed through Dean's veins, and he was finding it hard to stay seated and not make a trip to the bathroom.
They didn't have more than three minutes until the next song started, which included a few more props that had been set up. He wondered if his dad was back there helping set things up in the small amount of time or if he was battling Vince.
The next song started and Sam was growing anxious to know how his dad was doing. There were a lot more girls on stage, and the lights seemed bigger and brighter than the previous routine. Sam had to give Lexi credit, she was amazing, and she was pulling it off. The girls were in different outfits for this song, sporting gold beads that formed straps to create a dress. Being see-through, Sam could see almost everything.
Dean was barely containing himself as twenty girls started dancing around and Lexi inched closer and closer to him. He wanted so badly to reach out and touch her, but knew that was a huge no-no. He wasn't sure if it was her acting her part or reality when she made eye contact with him, winked at him, or signaled for him to come closer with her pointer finger. When Sam smacked him in the arm he almost jumped out of his seat.
"Dad's in the clear," Sam informed him. The brothers waited until the song was over before getting up to go backstage. Sam stood outside the curtain entrance, while Dean snuck backstage. Spotting Lexi backstage next to a bunch of girls who were changing, Dean darted over to her.
"Let's go," he whispered in her ear. When he grabbed her arm, she was initially startled until she realized it was Dean. She was still in her outfit, and reached out to grab her duffel. "No time, we need to go," Dean instructed, pulling her outside the building. She was freezing in the skimpy beaded outfit as they waited for Sam to pull the car around. "Damnit where is he? They're gonna find out," Dean said. Truth be told, he was trying not to look at Lexi and get excited in front of her. He saw her shivering and quickly shed his leather jacket to drape it around her shoulders.
"Thanks," she muttered, looking around for Sam. A minute later the familiar rumble of the Impala could be heard, and the couple quickly got in. In their hurry, Dean and Lexi both tried to hop in the front seat. The end result was Lexi's head going right into Sam's neck while he was trying to drive, and her bottom half resting in Dean's lap. "Sorry!" she said, trying her best to sit up. With not a lot of room, she was only able to move her head out of Sam's way, and Dean was stuck being a seat for her.
"Well we've never had three people in the front seat before," Sam awkwardly said. Lexi nervously laughed and tried to stay still but it wasn't easy with the position she was in, especially with Sam taking a bunch of turns.
"Where are we going?" Lexi asked, shifting her weight once more. She heard Dean groan, and figured that she was probably causing him pain from her weight.
"Sorry if I'm heavy," she added.
"Oh you're not heavy at all sweetheart, it's you moving that's causing some…difficulties," he explained and rolled his eyes dramatically when she shifted once more during his explanation. Sam started laughing, knowing exactly what Dean was talking about while Lexi remained oblivious.
"A house upstate," Sam offered.
"Upstate? We are not riding for multiple hours like this. Pull over somewhere so we can re-situate," Lexi demanded. Her head was crammed against the roof, and she wasn't going to last long like that.