"Second Chances"

Chapter 11: Leave Her Out of It!

A/N #1: Hey everyone! So sorry for the long wait but the dialogue kept changing on me while the actions remained the same yet unwritten at that point but I finally got it all done! This chapter will be in celebration of Jensen Ackles' birthday (March 1) and Derek Venturi's birthday (for this universe, it's on March 2)!

A/N #2: I just want to say thank you to everyone who has been following/reading/reviewing this story (and my outtakes)! It truly means a lot to me to know that others have an interest with these two amazing fandoms. Thank you so much for all of your support! =D

A/N #3: Alright, so I made sure to have this chapter a bit longer since I have some bad news guys...I just got my final outlines for my projects that are due right before exams so I'm going to be swamped...therefore the bad news is that I might not be able to freely write (without feeling guilty about neglecting my homework) anything until after my final exams this semester. I'm so sorry but I hope this chapter will be enough for now. So please enjoy!

Disclaimer #1: I don't own Life with Derek or Supernatural. They belong to their respective owners (I thank them for creating them in the first place).

Disclaimer #2: The bar & grill name (Hunter's Bar and Grill) is mine. The following characters are mine:

The Galloways: Charlie ("Boss Man"), Brandon and Miranda

Toronto Hockey Buds: Devon McCloud, Tyler Jacobs, Alex Johnston and Carter Wilson

Music Disclaimer: Song titles and their credits will be at the end (don't want to give spoilers) but I just wanted to say I tried to only have songs that were released before June 2004 so it's realistic with the dates but it was TOO tempting not including some of my favorites in the fast couple of years.

Full Summary: Graduation is finally here and both Casey and Derek are thrilled. But will a visit from two strangers get Derek to realize what he has right in front of him before it's too late? Now what if these two strangers cause Casey to act differently than what Derek is use to? [Set during 'Futuritis'] Crossover with SPN (pre-series).

Remember: John Winchester is Nora McDonald-Venturi's older brother (Siblings: John, Nora & Fiona)

Reference to Life With Derek Episodes: "The Bully Brothers" (outtake), "Surprise" (outtake – part 1), "Grade A Cheater" and "It's Our Party" (Der-Bear)

Reference to Supernatural Episodes (quotes or outfits): "Pilot", "Hunted" (slightly) and "Tall Tales"

Reference to "Second Chances: Outtakes": "The Bully Brothers" (new) and "Surprise – Part 1" (old) [BOTH POSTED]

NOTE: My friend and fellow reader Enx2103 (hi Jen!) has dubbed the duo Casey/Devon as "CASON" and I just love it! Hope you guys like it too! Which pairing are you voting for?

LAST TIME:

When Derek locked eyes with Casey, he could sense that something was wrong with her and he knew he was right by the worried expression he saw on Devon's face. Derek had this sudden need to go to Casey and ask her what was wrong and why she was acting the way she was but before he knew it, she broke their eye contact to look towards the pool tables prior to taking off in that direction.

He turned to see Devon trying to get Casey's attention before he went after her himself and before Derek knew it, he was out of his seat and making his way towards Casey's destination as he ignored the rest of his friends' questions because he didn't care. All he knew was that deep down inside him, Casey needed his help and he felt inclined to give it to her.

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[Sat. June 26, 2004]

Moments Earlier:

It wasn't long before Dean Winchester sunk the 8-ball in the far corner pocket, winning his game against his older opponent (silently nicknamed as Butch by the hunter), causing him to smirk when he heard the older man curse under his breath. Dean slowly straightened himself up while keeping his cocky smirk plastered on his face.

"Game. I win." He stated with a chuckle causing his other opponent to shake his head in a disagreeing way.

"There's no way. You must have cheated." The older man, Butch, couldn't help but voice his thoughts since he barely got a shot in the game. He's the one who performed the break shot and he was sinking his shots in until his fourth one when he missed and he hadn't made a shot since. The older man's buddy was simply stunned while Dean's opponent couldn't fathom that he just lost to a kid.

The amused winner just shrugged his shoulders. "Afraid not. Now, I'll just take my money…" Dean nonchalantly stated as he moved closer to the pile of bills that were on the edge of the pool table but before he could pocket his winnings, his opponent gripped Dean's wrist to stop him in his tracks.

Dean looked up to see that his opponent was glaring at him. "I don't think so. You hustled me." Butch accused through gritted teeth as Dean raised his eyebrow in amusement.

"You'd like that huh? Then me beating your ass wouldn't be such a defeat for you, but I got news for you pal; I don't hustle." Dean retorted with a straight face but you could see it in his eyes that he was enjoying this. I gave him my cockiest façade ever and he thinks I hustled? Please, if I wanna hustle someone, I'd pretend to be drunk or distracted on something…or someone. The oldest Winchester mused to himself as he caught a quick glance of a redheaded girl, who just walked out of the hunter's sights.

Sam Winchester was on the edge of his seat as he watched his brother in the little face off with the older man. He wanted to step in between them and tell them to back off but he knew how the situation would go if he intervened like that. Sam could see the older man tighten his grip on Dean's wrist, causing Sam to tighten his hands into quick fists, not taking his eyes off his target.

Before either brother could visually notice the slight change of their surroundings, they could rather feel the presence of their sister getting closer to them.

"Dean." Sam stated low enough that Dean could hear as he snapped his head quickly to where he last saw Casey. His feeling was confirmed when he saw Casey making her way towards them, with both Devon and Derek on her tail.

Dean turned his head a bit to look back at Sam, who could tell that his brother knew what he was referring to since he felt her presence increasing too. The Winchesters always have been acutely aware of where each of their siblings were ever since they were kids. The feeling was always heightened whenever they felt that trouble or danger was near themselves or near one of their siblings, and right now was a prime example. It wasn't the usual hunting danger that was setting them on a slight high-alert but all three Winchesters knew it in their gut that a fight could break out at a moment and they were ready, they would always be ready to cover each other's backs.

"You better watch what you say kid, you don't know who you're messing with." The sore-losing stranger retorted back with an intimidating tone but Dean was unfazed by it. The hunter returned a threatening glare at the older man, who was still holding Dean's wrist and keeping him from his winnings.

Dean never broke eye contact when he spoke but he could feel his sister getting closer. "I had a hunch that you might be the head honcho here the moment you interrupted me and my brother earlier. I knew exactly who I was messing with and I still beat your ass, so pay up." He finished as he moved his hand closer to the money.

Butch jerked his hold on Dean's wrist away from the money. "Not a -"

"Guys, is there a problem here?" The familiar female voice interrupted them once she reached the pool table.

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Casey had finally gotten passed all the customers in the crowd and it seemed like forever but she was relieved that she reached her brothers before anything happened. She could see that Sam was just itching to jump in as he waited on the edge of his seat and she saw that Dean was just about ready to punch the older man out and take the money but she knew he wouldn't do that. On any other night, maybe, but she knew Dean wouldn't cause any real trouble for them that night.

Once she made her appearance known, it immediately had gotten Sam and the stranger's attention as Dean was keeping his eyes on his target. She had to resist the urge to gag when she saw the glare on Butch's face turn into an appreciative smirk that was directed right at her as he looked her over.

"Not at all Sweet Cheeks, just a little misunderstanding but I'll get to you in a little bit." Butch cockily stated as if he thought he was charming his way into the youngest Winchester's skirt. None of the Winchesters liked what the older man was implying and all three of them definitely wanted to punch that look he was giving Casey off his face.

Sam gritted his teeth as Casey gave the older man an disbelieving look. "Leave her out of this." Dean growled as he gave the older man a death glare.

Butch turned to look at Dean with his eyebrow raised in a challenging manner. "Why? Afraid she'd like me better than you?" He quipped causing Casey's disgust for the older man to increase.

Dean scowled before turning slightly to face his sister. "C.D., go back to your friends." He insisted, hoping that she'd remember the hidden meaning behind his words because Sam had straightened up once the words left his brother's mouth. Always on the ball Sammy. Dean mused to himself as he tried to keep the proud smirk from forming on his lips as his coding system was coming into play.

Casey internally froze on the spot when Dean's words registered in her mind. Her first initials; Cassandra Diana. Neither brother ever addressed her like that unless they were initiating a code phrase to her. Once that connection popped up into her brain, the youngest Winchester instantly looked to her anxious brother as she waited for the next part of the code. Once she locked eyes with Sam, he nodded before she moved her gaze to his hand, where he'd given her the situation code in Morse code.

C…C…G

Casey quickly rummaged through her mind for the meaning of the acronym, knowing that it dealt with side dealings since numbered codes referred to hunting-related situations. C.C.G…Cocky College Grad. She sighed as she processed what Dean's cover was in the situation easily as the hostility was over the fact that Dean wasn't getting his winnings and being accused of cheating. No wonder he's not backing down. It was very rare when Dean would give up on a challenge or back down from claiming what was rightfully his. Like someone else I know. She couldn't help but muse to herself that comparison.

She quickly joined back into the confrontation as she refused to leave. She knew that both her brothers would be rolling their eyes since she never backed down from a fight. A few seconds later, she saw Sam smirk her way before she felt a very familiar presence just behind her, and she could tell that it was Derek just by his unique scent that evaded her sense of smell.

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Derek had finally reached Casey just when she refused to leave. He couldn't help but scoff at the statement on the inside, knowing that she hadn't backed down from a confrontation before in the past (his encounter with Ryan two years ago was a prime example of that). He quickly moved closer towards her so that he was standing slightly behind her but if he needed to, he could easily move her to stand behind him.

"C'mon Case, let's go back to the guys." Derek suggested as he kept his glance on her side profile as her eyes were still on Dean and his opponent. Derek bent down a bit so that his mouth was just at the shell of her ear. "You can't handle him like you did Ryan Case. The guy looks old enough to be my uncle." He whispered, making sure she heard him over the music. He still thought that what happened between her and Ryan was a fluke but he wasn't so sure after he witnessed her encounter with Truman during their senior prom a few days ago. Derek couldn't help it but he was getting a bad vibe from the older man, who looked to be around his mid-thirties who could be the resident tough guy of the place but Derek did recognize the older man as a former regular at the bar and grill.

Casey heard Derek loud and clear and she couldn't help the smug smirk as she remembered her encounter with Ryan, aka the Fridge, two years ago when he threatened Derek after his little mishap pertaining to the Edwin/Ronnie bullying problem. It was the first time since that day that the incident was brought up again, so she knew that Derek really meant what he had whispered to her.

Casey resisted the urge to say anything in response to Derek as she felt another presence on her left side. She felt her left hand entwine with his but she didn't have to look to know that it was Devon who finally joined them as he too closely hovered over Casey in a protective stance.

Butch gave a curious look at the way both Derek and Devon were standing around Casey before he waggled his eyebrows suggestively at the youngest Winchester as he looked her over once again. "You know Sweet Cheeks, why don't you dump your boy toys here and have a little fun with me." Butch offered, ignoring the three scowls from the teenagers.

Sam was on his feet immediately but before he could go after the douchebag himself, Dean reacted first. "That's it!" He growled before taking a fistful of Butch's shirt and pushing him up against the wall, immediately drawing some attention towards them. "Leave my sister out of this!" Dean growled as his arm was pushed firmly into Butch's chest, catching the older man and the two teenage boys off guard, both by the moment and by the words that escaped the oldest Winchester's mouth.

Instinctively, as Dean dealt with the douchebag, Derek and Devon moved closer to Casey as they seemed to entrap her in their arms as if she'd be protected as long as she was with them. All other thoughts were gone from Derek's mind as his only objective was to protect Casey from the older sleazebag. Devon, on the other hand, internally winced at the possibility of Casey having to deal with jerks like this in the future, as if the thought hadn't crossed his mind until now. Although he didn't like it, he was eternally grateful that she could hold her own in a fight because it looked like both Winchester brothers looked like they wanted to pummel Butch to a pulp.

Butch could feel the pressure that Dean was placing on his chest, causing the older man to swallow a little nervously. "Woah, relax man. Just having some fun." He tried to assure the oldest Winchester while raising his hands up as if he surrendered but Dean Winchester wasn't buying it; the dick's eyes were telling the hunter a whole other different story.

Dean applied a bit more pressure as he stepped closer to his target. "Well take your fun somewhere else because no one talks to my sister like that!" He growled out once again, hoping that it was indeed enough for the older idiot to get the message; no one messes with a Winchester and gets away with it.

The crowd around them continued to grow but neither of the participants of the encounter were aware of it…that is until an older man barged through the crowd as he made his way towards them, shouting for the customers to go about their business.

"That's enough, now break it up!" The older man shouted as he finally got through the last layer of the crowd. Casey turned her head to see none other than a pissed off Charlie Galloway, owner of the bar and grill. Charlie was fuming once he set his eyes on the source of the disturbance but his furious gaze turned to one of confusion as he looked to the guy that was pinned up by Dean. "Roy? What the fuck are you doing here?" Charlie questioned Butch with a not-so-pleased expression.

"Getting a beer and playing some pool." Roy, aka Butch, answered cheekily as he looked between Charlie and Dean who hadn't loosened his grip on the douchebag's chest.

Charlie groaned. "Roy, you're not supposed to be here because of your stunt last month." He stated as he glared at Roy, who was trying to pull off a confused look but he was unsuccessful.

Sam's brow furrowed as he looked between Roy and Charlie. "What stunt?"

Charlie's jaw was tense as he continued to glare at Roy and Dean, who hadn't taken his death glare off of his target. "Got a couple complaints about his inappropriate comments towards our female customers, they weren't comfortable having him around, which was costing me business." Charlie explained which caused the Winchester brothers to tense up while their sister gave a disgusted look at the older man in question.

"Oh you mean the same type of comments he was just giving Casey?" Dean practically yelled as he applied more pressure to Roy's chest, where the hunter still had him pinned.

Charlie sighed as the missing pieces finally came into place for him. The owner had been keeping a brief eye on the Winchesters after he got reacquainted with them earlier to see how much they had changed and from the looks of it, the trio were respectable and cautious of how they acted so Charlie had been confused on why Dean Winchester would be in the middle of a potential bar brawl. The hunter's furious comment answered his question. He was always protective of his sister, even back in the day when we first crossed paths. Charlie couldn't really blame Dean for his reaction towards Roy, who was always a jackass to the ladies who came to the bar and grill.

"Roy, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." Charlie calmly told the pinned up man with a somewhat of a commanding tone.

Roy gave the owner a wide eyed look. "What? Charlie, but he's the one who pinned me down!" He sputtered out, not believing that he had to leave when he's on the receiving end of a few physical blows.

Charlie crossed his arms over his chest. "With good reason Roy."

"Fine," Roy grumbled as he got loose from Dean's hold. The hunter still held his intimidating glare towards his opponent as he brushed some imaginary dust off his shoulders, while he approached the pool table. "I'll just be taking -" Roy made a grab for his money but Dean stepped in his way with his own hand covering over the money.

"Oh, no you're not." Dean snatched up the money and placed it in his pocket as Roy gave him a questioning glare. "Consider it reparations for, huh, my sister's emotional trauma. Now beat it!" The hunter explained before growling at the older man to leave the building. Roy grumbled a few curses under his breath before walking out of the building with his shocked buddy in tow.

The Winchesters were still tense about the scene but once Sam saw that Roy had walked through the exit, he visibly started to relax and in return, so did Casey and Dean. Casey blew out a breath she didn't know she was holding and in return, Devon squeezed her hand out of comfort while Derek's hand subconsciously fell to the small of her back just under her leather jacket. The young hunter could feel the soft circles he was tracing over her shirt while his attention was on Mr. Galloway, Dean and Sam Winchester. Casey was internally grateful that Derek's ministrations were calming her down.

"I'm sorry about him Dean. I didn't know he was here tonight." Charlie apologized as he looked to the oldest Winchester, who had a worried expression on his face that was directed at his sister.

Dean's expression quickly turned to irritation when he answered. "Well he was fine until I beat his ass at pool." He complained but Charlie could see it on the hunter's face that he was grateful that he had stepped in, since the hunter was a split second away from beating the crap out of Roy.

Charlie nodded in understanding before turning his attention to the youngest Winchester. "I'm sorry for whatever Roy said to you Casey. I don't allow that kind of behavior in my bar; makes the customers uncomfortable." He reassured her, hoping that the incident didn't ruin her graduation celebration.

Casey gave an understanding smile. "It's okay. It threw me off just a bit." She stated honestly since she wasn't expecting that type of behavior towards her so soon. The hunter had an inkling that there was a possibility that she would see behavior like that in the future while on the road but she wasn't expecting it now.

Charlie nodded his head once again. "How about I get you three another round of beer?" He suggested as he looked between the three hunters, getting an accepting nod from both the oldest and youngest Winchester.

"Sure. Thanks Charlie." Sam Winchester replied with a thankful grin before he returned to his seat.

"Like I said; no problem." The owner replied just when he was about to place the order in but he stopped in his tracks and turned to face a certain brother. "Oh and Dean?"

Dean looked to Charlie with a curious expression on his face. "Yeah?"

"Don't start anymore bar brawls." Charlie quipped, hoping that it would lighten up the mood.

Dean chuckled. "I'll try my best." Charlie nodded before he turned back around and left the group to their discussion. Dean turned back to face his sister, who was still on the other side of their pool table. "You okay Baby Girl?" He questioned her when he saw that she had this zoned out look on her face.

Derek's smoothing circles on Casey's lower back was doing the trick at calming the hunter down as the whole confrontation replayed in her mind. She remembered how restrained her brothers were acting and it wasn't until Roy's comments kept escalating did Dean react the way he wanted to, but in doing so, he could have possibly destroyed her story in London. Oh no.

It was a few seconds later that she looked up at her brother with a slightly panicked look. "You called me your sister." Her voice didn't waver but only the brothers could still see the silent panic in her eyes.

Dean could see the wide eyed look on Derek's face as if he'd just remembered that little slip up from earlier, so Dean rushed to find an excuse for that. "What was I supposed to say?" He questioned her as he gave her an incredulous look. "Asshats like him don't back off if a boyfriend tells him to, so saying I was your brother was the next best option." He explained in a huff as he placed his hands on the wooden ledge of the pool table. It was a few seconds later when Dean looked at his sister that she saw the mischievous glint in his eyes. "Face it Case, while we're in this bar, you're my sister."

Casey smiled at her brother as she felt her pseudo-stepbrother slowly tense up again since she felt him suddenly relax when she had brought the slip-up up in the first place. Was he relaxed earlier because of the brief moment he had confirmation that I could be Dean's sister? She wondered to herself before she spoke. "Thanks Dean."

Dean waved it off before grinning at his sister. "No worries, I'll always look out for you, you know that."

Casey smirked. "Same here."

"Boy, don't I know it." He joked before turning a little more serious. "Are you really okay?" Dean questioned again after looking at the worried expression that was written on his younger brother's face.

Casey sighed. "I'm fine Dean, to think you went through all that for a bunch of bills?" She quipped as she looked at the jacket pocket that he pocketed the cash earlier.

Dean gave his sister a playful glare. "I have you know that I won a lot of money off of him. He wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, if you know what I mean." He smirked causing his sister to laugh and his brother to scoff while Derek looked confused while Devon was amused.

Casey shook her head in mock disappointment. "Idiot."

Dean chuckled. "Exactly. He kept thinking that I was bluffing the shots and I wasn't. Serves him right." The oldest Winchester explained as he started resetting the pool table for another game.

"Indeed it does." Casey retorted back, still encased in her Derek/Devon bubble.

Once Dean placed all the colored spheres into the triangle, he grabbed his abandoned cue. "And I told you to leave and go back to your friends." Dean directed at his sister a few moments later while he was chalking his cue.

Casey shrugged. "Did you really think that I would just walk away?" She questioned with an eyebrow raised.

Sam chuckled while Devon scoffed. "I was kind of hoping that you would." Dean voiced his thoughts as he finished chalking his cue. "So, you three joining us or can Sam and I get back to our interrupted game?" The hunter questioned the three teenagers as he looked between them and his brother.

Derek scratched the back of his neck before he spoke. "Actually Casey and I have to play for our bet, so…" He trailed off as he looked between Casey and the brothers before looking over to his friends, who were anxiously waiting at their table.

Dean smirked. "Really? What's the wager?"

"If Casey wins, they have a truce for the night but if Derek wins, there's no truce." Devon explained causing both Winchester brothers to have amused expressions on their faces, already having a pretty good idea how the game was going to end.

"Interesting." Dean grinned at his sister with that mischievous glint in his eyes once again before he turned to his brother. "You know, I could hold off on our game for a bit. What'd you say Sammy?" He questioned with an eyebrow raised as he waited for his brother to answer.

Sam shrugged with a grin plastered on his face, ignoring the use of his childhood nickname once again. "I'm fine with that. Casey could help us out with ours afterwards." He added before looking to his sister, who was looking quite comfortable in her boy-bubble.

Casey tilted her head to the side. "Why? What were you guys betting on?"

Dean smirked as he walked around the pool table. "Not saying until the game is done. Don't need you interfering." He quipped as he stopped just in front of Casey.

Casey gave a mock gasp. "I don't interfere!"

"Whatever you say Baby Girl, but I'm always right." Dean playfully retorted as he handed his cue stick to Casey, who huffed at his statement before taking the proffered cue.

"Not always." Casey grumbled causing Dean to laugh again as he grabbed the other cue for Derek.

"You just keep thinking that." The oldest hunter quipped as he passed the cue stick to Derek before heading back to his seat to down the last of his beer.

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother before looking towards the teenagers. "Are the rest of your friends joining us Casey?"

Casey shrugged her shoulders as she moved closer to the pool table but Sam saw Devon motion to the rest of their group to come join them. The Winchester brothers had a feeling that none of Derek's friends wanted to miss out on a game between the guy and his 'stepsister'.

"So Derek, how's your night been since the restaurant?" Sam asked as Derek made his way around the pool table as if he was getting a feel for his surroundings.

Derek shrugged. "Alright, I just want this game over with so that the Princess could stop whining about me being so mean to her." He stated with a little mock irritation in his voice but Sam could see the amusement in his eyes, as if the teenager was expecting something else to happen.

"Hey, the Princess is standing right here!" And she didn't disappoint as Casey exclaimed with a huff and a glare as she placed her free hand on her hip while the other hand held her cue stick upright.

Derek chuckled as he finally looked at his stepsister, who was on the opposite side of the pool table. "Not for long, this game will be over before you know it." He declared with a cocky grin as he stared his opponent down.

Casey smirked. "That's what you think."

Dean was finding the banter between the two graduates to be quite amusing. "Who came up with this idea?"

"Devon." Derek and Casey answered simultaneously as they maintained their eye contact with one another.

Dean quirked an eyebrow at the 'stepsiblings' before turning his attention to Devon, who had moved to stand beside Dean once Casey moved closer to the pool table moments before.

"You know kid, I'm liking you more and more. This is definitely going to be entertaining." The oldest Winchester stated with a laugh as he patted Devon on the back.

"Thanks." Devon stated while Dean finally settled into his seat as the rest of the guys finally made it to the pool table.

"Did we miss anything?" Ralph eagerly asked as he slapped Derek on the back as a greeting.

Derek laughed at his friend's excitement. Who knew one game would interest him so much? He mused to himself before he answered one of his best friends. "No Ralph, just about to start." The former high school hockey captain stated as Sam and the rest of his hockey friends scattered around the pool table, grabbing another table that had freed up moments ago.

"Yes Derek, why don't you break?" Casey suggested as she walked towards him.

Derek gave his stepsister a skeptical look as he tried figured out in his mind why she wouldn't take the opportunity to start the game off. "You sure?"

Casey gave him an innocent smile but she had a mischievous look in her eyes. "I'm sure."

Derek gave her a cocky grin as he shuffled over to line himself up to make the break shot. "Alright but don't complain if you don't get a shot in before the game's done." He quipped as he took his leather jacket off and handed it to his best friend, Sam (who made his way towards the second table where Ralph was waiting), before he had lowered himself down to align his cue stick with the cue ball.

The youngest Winchester gave her challenger an amused expression. "Cocky much?" Her free hand was back on her hip once again.

Derek shifted his attention from the ball formation up to the brunette as he gave her another cocky smirk. "Very." Neither of the graduates broke eye contact until Derek had decided it would be best to start the game now and not because he was feeling something funny inside of him.

Dean gave his younger brother an amused look before clearing his throat, causing his sister to shift her attention towards him. "So Casey, are these three also buddies of yours from Toronto?" He questioned as he looked over towards the three guys, that he didn't recognize, that had arrived with Sam and Ralph.

Casey smiled as she sauntered over to the boys in question. "Yup. Guys meet Carter Wilson…" She gestured to Carter, who gave a slight wave towards the Winchesters. Casey moved passed Carter and made her way to her next friend. "…Tyler Jacobs…" Tyler gave the brothers a beaming smile before she moved to her last friend/ex-fling. "…and Alex Johnston." Casey tried to keep her voice leveled so that her brothers didn't notice anything different as Alex just acknowledged the brothers with a head nod. "They're Devon's roommates and apparently, also friends of Derek's." She finished off before making her way towards Devon.

While Casey was introducing the guys from Toronto, Derek had made the break shot, scattering all the colored spheres around the table and fortunately for Derek, he managed to get a striped ball into one of the side pockets. Stripes for me. He mused to himself as he circled around the table just a bit to get ready for his next shot while Casey had made her way over towards Devon.

Sam Winchester gave the university students an acknowledging nod. "It's nice to meet you guys." He exclaimed as Casey stopped to stand between her brother and her best friend, who instantly wrapped his arm around her waist once she was close enough.

Dean sized the newcomers up as an idea occurred to him, causing the mischievous glint in his eyes from earlier to grow. "Yeah, so you were also there when Casey had her little dating frenzy?"

Casey gave her brother an incredulous look, momentarily taking her attention off of Derek and their game. "Really Dean?"

Dean grinned at his sister. "What? I'm curious." He stated innocently but she wasn't buying her brother's words.

Casey rolled her eyes before looking back at the pool table. "You're fishing for info." She told her brother as she watched Derek sink another striped ball into the far corner pocket. She internally scowled. Two to zero.

Casey could see Dean shrug his shoulder out of the corner of her eye. "Well it's not my fault you told Sam about it when I was preoccupied." Dean exclaimed as his attention was also on the pool table as Derek chalked his cue stick while looking for his next best shot.

Casey smirked. "With good reason."

Dean tilted his head to the side as he gave his sister a curious look. "Name one." He challenged.

"I could name a lot yet I rather not." Casey stated a little defiantly as she watched Derek circle the table as he searched for his next best shot. It wasn't that hard for the young hunter to predict the probability of which one of his options would be the best choice.

Dean moved a bit closer to Casey's ear. "It's because you got nothing." He whispered triumphantly before pulling back as if he never said a word but the older hunter was lucky enough to see Derek hesitate just a bit during his survey over the table's layout. Dean had to stifle his chuckle as the new thought popped into his mind. He's keeping his eye on Casey...'he doesn't care', my ass!

Casey cocked her head to the side as she slightly turned in Devon's arms to come face to face with her oldest brother. "Fine, one reason; your reaction to hearing how exactly I spent my freshman year." She stated in a tone that gave the silent add on of 'beat that'.

Dean couldn't help the miserably disgusted groan that escaped him as all possible scenarios passed through his mind to correlate to what she truly was insinuating. Please don't let my little sister be like me when it comes to dating. He silently pleaded to himself. "I really don't like the sound of that."

Casey couldn't help the victorious grin that settled on her face due to Dean's reaction. Serves him right for pushing for answers.

Sam rolled his eyes before addressing his siblings. "It's always the same subject with you two. Leave it alone Dean, if you really wanna know, I'll just summarize it to you later." The middle Winchester explained before his attention went back to the pool game as Derek was getting ready for his third shot. Just like Sam, the other guys were watching Derek play his part in the bet as well as the little banter that was taking place between Casey and Dean; both being great sources of entertainment.

Dean turned around to give his brother a suspicious glare. "You're pretty calm about it." He stated in a slightly accusatory tone.

Sam slightly chuckled due to Dean's attitude change. "That's because I'm the brother that thinks before taking action. You, on the other hand, do the complete opposite." Sam explained to his brother as if it's the most obvious answer in the world.

Dean scoffed. "I do not."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Yea, you do."

Dean was about to retort back but Tyler cut him off. "You guys always like this?"

Dean looked towards the curious guys before he spoke. "We're brothers; it's in the job description to fight with one another every once in awhile." He stated with obvious amusement before looking at Derek, who executed his third shot, resulting in the targeted ball getting sunk in the side pocket. The older hunter couldn't help but wonder when Casey would get a chance to get a shot in this game.

Alex gave the brothers a curious gaze as he still felt this certain vibe from them the moment he saw them, as if they were guys you shouldn't mess with. "So who are you guys then?"

Dean was about to answer before a beautiful blonde approached their group with three beers on a tray. Everyone's attention was on her (including Derek and Casey) as she slowly came to a stop right by Carter.

That's one hot bartender. Dean mused to himself as he took the rest of the female in, appreciating her blonde hair that was styled in long loose ringlets that ended just a few inches below her shoulder. Her torso was clad in a skin tight blood-red tank top that left little to the imagination as it gave the perfect amount of cleavage while a small black vest was on top of it. Dean's eyes roamed further down where he saw the leggy blonde wearing dark jean short shorts with some black ballet flats. Dean Winchester was very appreciative of the blonde's outfit as it accentuated her curves in all the right places.

All conversation had stopped and the blonde noticed before she gave an apologetic smile. "Sorry for the delay but I have three beers for the Winchesters." The blonde declared happily as she looked among the group, trying to distinguish who exactly was a Winchester but she did have a pretty good idea since three of the boys were regulars that she had recognized from their past visits so that eliminated them as a possible Winchester.

Dean looked directly at Alex, as if the beautiful blonde gave him a perfect way to response to Alex's earlier question. "That's us." The hunter stated with pride before looking to the bartender with a charming smile. "It's alright Sweetheart, no need for the apology." Dean stated as she started crossing the floor to their table, where she placed the tray down slowly.

The blonde sent him a beaming smile, trying to play her minor blush off as nothing major. "Aren't you the charmer…you must be Dean." She stated as she handed one of the new unopened beers to the slightly surprised hunter but he quickly covered it with a sexy smirk.

"That's correct and I feel terrible that I don't know your name." Dean easily worked the unasked question into the statement.

The blonde gave him a sexy smirk back, as if she was about to reveal a secret to him. "I'd be surprised if you did. I'm Miranda." The blonde introduced herself, causing all three Winchesters' eyes to widen in recognition.

"As in the owner's daughter?" Sam questioned just a few seconds before Casey.

"As in Brandon's older sister?"

Miranda laughed before nodding her head. "Yes and yes." She stated before handing the final two unopened beers to Casey and Sam after getting her confirmation on which one was the younger brother out of the rest of the guys (she had an idea that Casey had to be the sister of the trio). "I have to say, I didn't believe Brandon or my father when they said the three of you were here tonight. It blew my mind." She stated with excitement evident in her eyes and voice.

Derek (who momentarily stopped playing) and the rest of his friends gave each other confused looks as they looked between one another, with many of them wondering over the slip Miranda made just now.

Dean chuckled, still not use to seeing families from their past hunts welcoming them with open arms. "Yeah, we have that affect on people." He quipped, unopened beer bottle still in hand.

Miranda smiled before she looked over the three Winchesters. "I bet you do. It's definitely been awhile since I've seen you three but age has done you three very well." She openly complimented before she shifted a little bit to get a better look at the youngest Winchester. "Casey, you look amazing." She complimented causing Casey to smile.

"So do you Miranda." Casey stated in a somewhat awed tone due to the beauty that was radiating off of the slightly older woman. She was a little surprised that the welcoming bartender before her was still the same girl that Brandon was describing to her earlier before she reunited with Devon. Definitely not a part of the blonde stereotyping. She couldn't help but muse to herself.

Miranda smiled a thank you before turning to the middle Winchester. "Sam, to think I was taller than you the last time I saw you, but boy did you grow up handsome." She teased with a flirtatious grin since she noticed that his posture was slightly hunched over to match his brother's height.

Sam couldn't help the shy smile he gave the bartender before he spoke. "You're as beautiful as ever Miranda."

Miranda gave Sam a flashing smile before sauntering over to stand just in front of the oldest hunter out of the trio. "Dean…you know, you forgot something the last time I saw you." Miranda stated with a serious tone but Dean could see the lustful look in her eyes so he decided to play along.

"And what was that?" Dean questioned innocently, subconsciously moving to the edge of his seat as she slowly got closer to him. It was only seconds later that Dean felt Miranda's plump and delicious lips on his. She gave him a short yet passionate kiss and he didn't hesitant in kissing her back.

Derek couldn't believe what he was seeing. It just wasn't his night tonight. First it was Kelly and Layla from the restaurant and now Dean has the waitress/bartender practically throwing herself at him. Damn, Winchester is one suave son of a bitch.

Miranda's tongue caressed Dean's lower lip before she pulled back. "My thank you for saving my life." She stated in a whisper with only a few centimeters still between their lips.

"It was my pleasure." Dean replied as his warm breath washed over her face, tempting her even more for another taste but she had to resist, therefore she forced herself to pull back.

Miranda sighed before she spoke again, shifting her attention between the Winchesters. "So my father tells me you three have drinks on the house, so if you need anything," Her gaze landed on Dean once again as she gave him a seductive smile. "Anything at all, just yell for me." She offered as she subtly roamed her eyes over Dean's body, hoping he'd get her hidden invitation.

Dean gave her an appreciate smirk before he replied back nonchalantly. "Sure thing." Miranda didn't miss the growing lustful expression in the hunter's eyes and she couldn't help but give herself an internal cheer. She's always had a hero-type crush on Dean Winchester but she never thought she'd run into him ever again. Well, it's my lucky night! She mused to herself gleefully.

Miranda sauntered a bit to the other side of the table to grab her tray. "I better get back to work. Does anyone else want a refill?" She questioned the rest of the group, who hadn't taken their eyes off of her or her interaction with the Winchesters. She mentally noted three sodas for the regulars and four more beers for the new friends in the group before she headed back to the bar.

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Once Miranda took his order, Derek went back to surveying the pool table for his fourth shot, hoping for no more major distractions. Just a few more balls to sink in prior to winning before Casey could even make a move. He couldn't help but grin at the thought.

Dean's eyes never left Miranda's retreating form until she was out of his sight. "I remember her now." He stated before he gave an impressed whistle.

A thought instantly came to Casey's mind and she couldn't help but state it as a little payback for how he was earlier when he caught her kissing Devon. "Are you forgetting something Dean?" She innocently questioned as she used her silver ring to pop the top off of her beer bottle as if she's done it multiple times before.

Derek hesitated in aligning his cue stick when he saw Casey open the beer bottle with ease and for some reason, the action intrigued him. He had to shake the thought away quickly before he lowered himself down to make the alignment. Focus Venturi!

Dean gave his sister a confused look before using his own ring to pop the top off his beer. "What?" He questioned before automatically taking Sam's outstretched beer and switching it with his, so that Sam had his opened beer while Dean used his ring again to open the second bottle.

Casey took a quick swig of her beer before she spoke with a smirk plastered on her face. "The deal." She simply stated causing her to get a laugh from Sam, signaling that he made the connection.

Both Casey and Sam watched Dean as the reference to their deal in the parking lot earlier came back to the forefront of his brain causing his face to scrunch up in frustration. "Oh c'mon!" He practically whined causing the other Winchesters to laugh once again before they took a few swigs from their beer. Dean was not pleased but as he took his first swig of his own beer, he was determined to find a loophole in their little agreement.

Carter looked between the trio, wondering if they were done with whatever it was they were talking about before he cleared his throat for their attention. "So you're the Winchesters?" He questioned as he looked between the brothers but he couldn't help but give Casey a confused look as he still wondered why Miranda referred to her as a Winchester as well.

Dean nodded his head as he gulped a bit more of his beer down. "Yeah, I'm Dean and this is Sam. We're Casey's brothers." Dean said it so carefree with an ounce of truth that it got all the guys (except Devon) to go wide eyed and slacked jaw. Dean was satisfied with his wording even more when he saw Derek missing his fourth shot, causing the cue ball to miss its target completely. Casey's turn.

"What?" All the guys practically shouted and it was a really good thing that none of them had drinks. Devon was looking at everyone with an amused expression on his face as he also felt Casey slightly shaking in his side, as if she was trying to stifle her giggles.

Dean chuckled as he waved his free hand as if his statement didn't mean a thing. "Oh relax. It's just for the night. Oh look Casey, it's your turn." He made a show of looking surprised that Derek had missed his shot but inside, he was ecstatic to finally see his littler sister beat Derek's ass.

"Excellent." Casey grinned, taking another swig of her drink before handing it to Devon. He took the proffered beer and with a questioning glance followed by an affirmative nod, Devon took a swig of his own from her beer.

Casey handed her cue to Dean as she took her leather jacket off, knowing for a fact that she can't really play pool properly due to the constrictions the leather would cause for her. It was then that the rest of the guys truly took a look at Casey's outfit and if Devon wasn't mistaken, he saw a couple of guys outside of their group do a double take when Casey fell within their line of sight. As Casey draped her jacket over Dean's, her brother gave her cue back to her before whispering for her to kick Derek's ass. Casey gave her brother a cocky smirk before sauntering around the pool table to where the cue ball awaited her.

Casey quickly aligned her shot that she had already determined on her strut to the table, and she executed the stroke perfectly as the first solid colored sphere of the game dropped into the side pocket before Derek even got to an empty spot between Devon and his best friend Sam, who was still seated at the second table with Ralph.

"What'd you mean 'just for the night'?" Ralph finally questioned Dean after he broke out of his impressed stupor as Casey made her way around the pool table for her next shot.

"Just that." Dean stated without taking his eyes off the table as he watched his sister align her cue stick as she attempted to make a tricky combo shot from the looks of it. The hunter could see out of the corner of his eye that Derek was doubtful that his opponent could make the shot, so Derek was already chalking his cue stick, getting ready for his next turn.

Dean had a satisfied grin on his face when he saw Derek's jaw drop when Casey tied the game by completing the tricky combo shot perfectly, sinking her two targets in completely two separate pockets. Dean was definitely impressed.

"Nice shot Case." Sam beat his brother with the praise towards their sister and he got a grateful grin in return as she reached for the second piece of chalk.

It was during her mini break that Miranda quickly returned with the rest of the group's orders. She handed them out amongst the group before giving Dean a parting wink prior to her trip back to the bar.

Dean silently chuckled before he focused back on the game, where Casey was silently strategizing the next best shot for her to take. "I don't remember showing you how to make that type of shot before." Dean easily stated towards his sister, a little curious as to where she learned to pull a shot like that since he was sure that neither him nor John Winchester had taught it to her in the past.

"It's because you didn't." Casey easily retorted back without missing a beat before she spotted her next shot.

Dean gave her a questioning look even though she wasn't looking in his direction. "Then how?"

Casey lowered herself as she aligned her cue stick once again. "Learned it from school." She stated as she pulled her cue back a few times in preparation while waiting for her brother's response.

Dean scoffed. "No way, I would have remembered if there was a class named Billiards 101." He quipped causing his sister to chuckle while remaining in her position.

"No such class but they did have physics and math, specifically geometry and when those are properly combined you get…" Casey explained before she executed another combo shot, where both solids ended up in the same corner pocket. She instantly straightened up and flashed her brother a satisfied smile. "…a winning shot." She finished off before giving a smug smirk in Derek's direction.

Dean nodded his head in agreement before a memory popped into his mind, either from one of their phone calls over the past two years or something through her emails, he didn't know but he did know that now would be a great time to tease her about it. "Right, hey, didn't you have a little mishap in your math class once?" He questioned with as much innocence in her voice as he could but he could tell by her glare at him that she didn't buy it.

The youngest Winchester started to roughly chalk up her cue stick once again. "That wasn't my fault and I rather not talk about it." She stated with irritation in her voice as she sent a side glare towards Derek, who just smirked right back at her. He too remembered the incident Dean was referring to, back in grade eleven when he had switched their math midterms which lead to him helping Casey cheat on her retake. He was too caught up in the memory to process the thought that Dean knew about that bit of information that had happened between Derek and his stepsister.

Dean shook his head in amusement, chancing a glance at his brother, who rolled his eyes before he took a swig of his beer. "Of course, I just thought you knew the material enough not to cheat." Dean quipped before taking a few gulps of his own beer. The guys from Toronto didn't say a word as they were enjoying the banter no matter what it was they were discussing about.

Casey placed the chalk down when she finally ended up where she needed to be. She lowered herself again to prepare for the shot while ignoring Dean's words, since they both knew that the distraction wasn't going to break the youngest hunter's concentration. "Derek sent the text and I'm great at math!" She proclaimed as she adjusted her grip on the lower half of the cue, not taking her eyes off of her target. Two more then the 8-ball…this game is mine.

"I sense some hesitation." Dean announced in an almost sing-song tone, causing obvious amusement in the other guys as they unknowingly watched the teasing banter between the oldest and youngest Winchesters.

Casey sighed. "Except when polynomials are involved." She confessed before she put enough force into the movement as she got another successful shot in as the solid sphere sunk into the closest corner pocket. Derek couldn't help the groan that escaped through his mouth.

Dean raised his eyebrow in mock-surprise. "Still? Geez, I thought Sam explained those to you awhile back." He stated as he looked towards his amused brother.

Casey shrugged. "It didn't take."

Dean laughed. "Guess not, well who needs polynomials anyways?" He retorted back before taking another quick gulp of his beer.

Casey nodded her head in agreement as she moved around the pool table, her next shot already planned out in her mind.

Derek, on the other hand, couldn't take his eyes off of her (but he made it seem like it was just the game he was focused on) as he was entranced, shocked yet intrigued by her actions even more. He couldn't place it and even though the girl he's playing against is the stepsister that he's lived with for three years (her flick-of-a-switch of irritation towards him, her concentration and her defiance was definitely present during her time at the table), in a way, she wasn't. It was like he was meeting Casey for the first time ever as she surprised him even more. It wasn't the fact that she had quickly gained a far lead in their game in just a few strokes but her attitude towards the Winchesters and towards his friends was a side of her that he's rarely seen from her. Was this how she was before I met her? Before she moved to London? He couldn't help the questions that floated through his mind as he took a quick gulp from his new soda that Miranda had given him but one question did cause something inside him to stir. Why did she change in the first place if this is truly who she is?

He continued to watch her as she surveyed the table, her hips swaying as she moved to check the angles before she decided on her perfect shot. He watched her lower herself down once again as her torso became parallel with the table's felted top before she brought her cue stick to its position, gripped tightly to her side. His eyes involuntarily went to the small of her back as her shirt exposed a sliver of her smooth skin. Derek needed to look away but he didn't want to for a reason unknown to him at the moment. He was relieved when a few memories flash up in his mind to when he taught a date how to play pool. He remembered how he easily slipped behind her as he pressed himself against his date's back before he wrapped his arm around her waist until his hand landed right on top of hers at the butt of the stick. He remembered that he'd whisper little instructions into her ear and he got a few giggles as a response…he remembered all the actions but he now couldn't remember the girl in the memory; only Casey's image came to mind when he rethought the memory again but he couldn't fight the feeling inside him, since he actually liked the altered version of the memory. Why are you thinking like this Venturi? He couldn't help but wonder to himself.

Derek watched Casey as she pulled her cue back a few times, getting familiar with the positioning, before she followed through with the long shot, landing the last solid sphere into the corner pocket with the cue ball ending in a position that had a striped ball in her way if she wanted the coveted 8-ball.

"Dude, if she sinks one more shot in, you lose." Ralph's statement caught Derek's attention causing him to give his friend a questioning look. Derek was indeed impressed by his stepsister's billiard skills but there was no way she was going to get the 8-ball without hitting his stripe ball that stood in her way.

Derek turned his attention back to the table where Casey was rechalking her cue. "It's not over yet Ralph." He declared to his friend before he took another swig of his soda as he watched the calculated look in her eyes grow after placing the chalk down and out of her way.

The youngest Winchester could still feel all eyes of their group on her, especially Derek's but she had to push the tingling his gaze gave her to the back of her mind as she focused on the few options she had with her final shot. She could either perform a combo shot by using the stripe ball to hit the 8-ball into its corner pocket but then again, none of her shots had the cue ball touching a stripe so she wasn't going to start now. Her only two options seemed to be a bank shot or a jump shot and thanks to the three spheres in question, their formation made either shot very promising but which one to choose?

She quickly lowered herself into position as if she were performing the bank shot but she hadn't moved her cue, only her eyes as they raked in all possible angles from her new vantage point. She bit her lower lip before straightening up again, her backside somewhat directed at her friends from Toronto. Her free hand instantly went to her hip before she spoke. "Pick one Dean: bank or jump?" She questioned her brother as she turned slightly to watch his expression turn to one of amusement to one of mischief.

Both Sam and Dean were very pleased with the shots Casey was performing and they could both see their sister's options when it came to the final shot. The brothers were surprised that she even asked one of them to pick one for her. Sam had quirked an eyebrow at his brother when he heard the question, which brought on the mischievous look in Dean Winchester's eyes.

"Don't you have a favorite?" Dean questioned his sister with a smirk.

Casey turned a bit so that she was facing her brothers with her hip slightly leaning against the table. "Nope and the probability for both is practically the same." She stated with an exaggerated sigh causing Dean to shake his head in amusement and Casey saw Devon taking another swig of her beer while the unopened bottle Miranda had brought for him earlier was in his other hand.

"I say jump shot." Sam suggested as he took a short swig from his beer.

Dean gave his brother a curious look. "Can she even perform a jump shot with those things she calls shoes on?" He taunted his sister as he addressed his brother.

Casey rolled her eyes but her smirk threw Dean off, mentally preparing himself for his sister's comeback. "Well Dean, it beats doing a bank shot since Tyler hasn't stopped staring at my ass every time he has a nice view of it." She stated with a confident yet sassy tone before she saw her brothers' amused expressions when they turned their heads to look past her and at a flabbergasted Tyler.

"You can't prove it was me Casey." Tyler managed to get out as he gave off this unfazed expression but the hunters could tell by his voice that he was guilty for the little action.

Casey turned around so that her lower back was leaning against the pool table before she turned her head to show off her entertained expression. "Have you forgotten who you're denying that fact to Ty because as I remember, nothing stopped you before." She brazenly stated with such conviction prior to pushing herself forward a bit so that she could get back to positioning herself for the final shot.

Alex rolled his eyes as he gulped down his beer while Carter snickered at Tyler's dumbstruck expression. It was always obvious to the guys that even though Tyler had a girlfriend at the time, he'd always sneak an admiring peak every chance he got when it came to Casey as the guy always wanted to know if those rumors about the legendary brunette were really true or not. He was a faithful guy (still is if he had a girlfriend) but there was just something about Casey that always drew him in. Tyler thought he was sneaky enough to get away with it but unknown to the three roommates, Casey had always known about the secret glances with Devon giving her confirmation from time to time. Sometimes Casey would conspire, with Devon's input, on ways to tease Tyler but that was before Devon and Casey got together as a couple.

She cleared her throat as she got ready. "Jump shot it is then." She stated as she was comfortably in place to make the shot but before she made any move of the shot, Derek interrupted her.

"You're not gonna make it." He stated confidently at his stepsister as he looked between her and the complex shot. There is no way she's gonna hit the 8-ball without hitting my ball, let alone get the 8-ball in the corner pocket. He reasoned to himself.

Casey immediately loosened her hold on the cue stick and stepped back from the table, grabbing the chalk before giving her pseudo-stepbrother a defiant look. "You wanna make it a little more interesting then Der-bear?" She cooed at the nickname as she chalked her cue while she waited.

The guys had to stifle their laughs as Derek involuntarily shivered at the dreaded nickname Kendra used to call him when they dated. "Don't call me that." He scowled at her with a glare.

She smirked. "Well?"

Derek rolled his eyes. "What'd you have it mind?"

Her smirk turned into a wide-eyed grin. "If I make the shot, not only do you have to be nice to me for the night but you have to be civil to Sam and Dean the whole time they are here in London." She declared as she placed the chalk back down.

Derek quickly mulled it over in his head before he decided that he didn't have to because he was confident that she wasn't going to make the shot. "And if you don't?" He questioned as he saw her get her body back into position, followed by her cue stick and hands getting into their positions.

"It'd be your turn anyways…So you game?" She stated quickly before making eye contact with her opponent/pseudo-stepbrother/long time crush as she waited for his answer.

He held her gaze as he uttered the words with a knowing smirk. "You're on."

Casey's lips instantly broke out into a cocky grin before her attention shifted to her next move. After quickly double checking that her position was lined up precisely, she put just the right amount of pressure into her stroke as the cue stick moved downward at the correct angle, hitting the cue ball in the right spot that would make it practically leap-frog over the dreaded stripe ball before it crashed into the 8-ball, driving it into the corner pocket therefore ending the game.

She looked up to see the shocked expression on Derek's face, which brought on her victorious smile before she spoke the words that her pseudo-stepbrother rarely yet still hated hearing. "Looks like I win the bet Venturi."

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Why Cassandra Diana Winchester? (info I got off of some naming site)

Cassandra – In Greek, Cassandra means 'inflaming men with love' or 'she who entangles men' [this is covered through her social charisma]. In Greek mythology there was a prophet named Cassandra who could predict the future yet was cursed so that no one would believe her by the one she didn't love back [predicting the future alludes to the visions she gets later on due to the Yellow Eye Demon's influence].

Diana – In Latin Diana means the 'divine one' and it's the name of a goddess in Roman mythology, who was a hunter that later turned into the Goddess of the Moon as she is famous for as she's depicted with bows and arrows as her weapons [this is covered due to the fact she was raised as a hunter with exceptional precision skills when it came to archery-type activities].

A/N #4: So what did you guys think? What are your thoughts and feelings about the confrontation...the pool game...the Winchesters meeting new people? PLEASE let me know in a review! =D

A/N #5: It looks like Casey won the bet...how's Derek going to react to that? Next chapter covers Sam and Dean's game (score = 3:4), who do you think will win that game?

A/N #6: Finally, what did you guys think about the latest 5 episodes of Supernatural (ep. 6.12-16)? For me they blew my mind and if you want, my full thoughts of them are on my LiveJournal account. ;D I seriously want the 6-week hiatus to be over already.

A/N #7: Once again, thank you everyone so much for all your support and your reviews definitely bring a smile to my face, so don't forget to leave me a new review and check out the connecting outtakes to this chapter if you haven't done so already! Enjoy the rest of your week!

Originally Published: March 9, 2011