10

Off to Work We Go

Tuesday

The next morning Kat realized she had to go to work. Castiel was not very keen on the idea and neither was anyone else for that matter.

"She can't leave," Sam said. "She'll be out in the open and we might not be able to stop anything from happening to her."

"I know, Sam, I know." Dean said.

"Secrets don' make friends!" Kat called from across the room.

"Kitty," Dean said, walking over to her. "You should stay here. If you go to work you could be walking right into a trap. These people could be waiting for you to leave."

"I'm not gonna lose my job for something that might happen."

"I don't want you leaving this place alone." Dean said.

"Then send a baby-sitter!" She said, rolling her eyes.

"Good idea," Dean smiled. "Cas, guess what?"

Castiel turned at the sound of his name.

"What?" He asked.

"You're goin' to a bar." Dean said.

"No," Castiel spat quickly. "Why on Earth would I go to such a sinful place?"

"Because that's where she's going." He gestured to Kat.

"Are you kidding me?" Kat asked, annoyed. "If people see him alone in my bar they'll freak and run."

"Why?" Castiel said.

"Dude, you scream serial rapist."

"How?"

"Well, the trench coat for starters," She explained. "You hardly ever blink, you make eye contact with people every time you look at them, and glaring no less, and you have no idea what awkward means," She said. "Oh, and your voice is half an octave away from Batman's in the Dark Knight. Not cool." Smartass laughed.

"So what do you propose we do?" The angel asked. "Since I am apparently not up to human standards."

"Well Sam's a buzzkill," Kat stated. "Why can't you go?"

"Because the rest of me will follow." Dean said.

"Maybe we should all go," Paranoia said. "Just to be safe."

"Good idea," Dean said. "I was thinkin' the same thing."

"What, all of you?!" Kat exclaimed. "How the hell are we supposed to explain that to people?!"

"Well, septuplets are a rarity but it's not unheard of." Sweetie said.

"There is no way people are gonna buy that." Kat grumbled.

"They'll have to," Castiel said. "It's the only explanation they'll find."

Kat looked around.

"You're serious aren't you?" She asked. They nodded. "Man!" She whined. "This royally sucks, you know."

"Yeah, we know, Kitty." Dean said. She shook her head and sighed.

"Well come on then. If we're goin' we might as well go together. God knows I need an entourage." Dean shook his head and smiled.

"She'll get over it right?" Sam asked. Dean nodded.

"Yeah, eventually."


"Holy crap," Lauren said slowly, looking at the men crowded around the two tables across the room. "Are you telling me you know them?"

"Yeah," Kat sighed. "They live with me actually."

"You are my new idol, babe," She looked around at them. "Hey, aren't those the guys from Friday night?"

"Yep," Kat said. "Turns out there's seven of one of 'em."

"I feel bad for their mom. I mean ow," Kat laughed with her friend. "One question, who's the brooding guy in the trench coat?"

"He's my, um, cousin," Kat said. "He's sort of the black sheep of the family."

"Cute," Lauren deduced. "But he looks a little uptight."

"You have no idea." Kat giggled.

"Well maybe I can fix that." Lauren said slyly. Kat burst into laughter.

"Wrong tree, babe, wrong tree." She said.

Even though it was Tuesday the place was packed. And the nine men in the corner were definitely drawing attention to themselves.

"Happy," Smartass asked. "How many numbers do you have?"

"Eight," He said proudly. "You want one?"

"Oh knock it off!" Sweetie snapped. "It's bad enough you hit on everything that walks, let alone exploiting these poor women as well." At that moment a young blonde woman walked up to him, putting her hand on his shoulder and smiling flirtatiously.

"Hey there, cutie," She said. "How 'bout you and I get out of here, eh?" Sweetie went scarlet.

"I, um, don't really, uh, no, uhh…" He stammered. Happy stood and shoved him over.

"Hey sweetheart," He grinned. "Sorry about him, he's a little shy. But I'm not," The woman smiled. "What's your name?"

"Darla." She said.

"Having fun, Sam?" Smartass asked.

"Yeah," Sam said. "Lots."

"Just remember, dude," He knocked a shot back. "It could be worse."

"Oh really, how?" He asked.

"Well, you could be a Siamese twin attached to your gay brother and he has a date tonight and you only have one ass." Smartass stated. Sam laughed.

"Okay, yeah, it could be worse. Thanks." He chortled.

"No problemo." Smartass said.

"Could you guys not be so loud, please?" Cry-Baby said.

"You alright, man?" Sam asked. Cry-Baby shook his head.

"I don't like it here," He said quietly. He looked across the room at Kat, who was serving drinks to some shady looking characters. "And I don't like the looks of those guys."

"Who?" Grumpy asked. He, Smartass, Paranoia and Sam turned. Kat divvied out the drinks and turned, receiving a smack in the ass from the Neanderthal closest to her. Before she could turn back around and give the man the verbal lashing of his life, Grumpy and Dean flew across the bar. Dean grabbed the man and slammed his fist into his face. After just one punch the man was out cold. His friends got brave and stood, fists raised.

"Go ahead," Grumpy challenged. "Try." And they did. It was three on one; Dean grabbed Kat and pushed her behind him. Two and a half minutes later all three men were on the ground. Grumpy cracked his knuckles and wiped the blood out from under his nose. Kat looked at the men lying on the ground.

"And that is why you fail." She said. Dean laughed. The rest of the bar was silent. Kat looked behind the bar at her manager, smiled meekly and shrugged.

"Kat," He said wearily. "Get Arnie to move these guys outside."

"Already on it," Arnie, the bouncer, said. He looked at Grumpy. "I would have helped you but you looked like you were doin' fine." Grumpy nodded.

"Whatever, dude." The bar was still eerily quiet.

"Show's over folks" Smartass said. "Nothing more to see here." A man stood, grinning at Smartass.
"That's where you're wrong, kid," About twenty other men stood, their eyes turning black. "That was only act one."

--Uh-oh! Sorry about last week guys. Got swamped at work. Please forgive me though!!--