Title: I Never Gamble

Date: June 30th, 2008

Disclaimer: Supernatural isn't mine I know it sucks but I didn't even catch on to it existence until Season two was about to air.

Summary: Dean's a gambler but does his angel engage in the same sort of deviance?

A/N: I hope this makes up for the crappy and short chapter of Go Fish. I'll be working on Chapter six this week, and another oneshot I'm writing for the dear Seer, the first half is done just have to continue it.

Dean kissed her forehead in the car, it was always easier to work a bar without a love interest. Autumn didn't so much mind this, long as she could sit at the bar and supervise his undertakings though there were more than a few nights where the only way she could stand to see another girl hanging from him was to remind herself he was going home with her. Tonight was one of those nights, she kept close to him as they entered the crowded little bar. Once inside, however, he made a beeline for the pool table to check out his competition for the evening while she was left to find a barstool and watch. She wasn't halfway through her first beer when a couple of blonds came and sat beside her glancing over their shoulders in Dean's direction.

"Think he's married?" the one in the leather miniskirt closest to her asked when she caught Autumn watching their prey.

"Nah, doesn't seem the type. Besides no ring." She pointed out and they both nodded.

"True, not that that would stop Lexy here." The second girl added.

"If they were happy marriages they wouldn't be here on a Friday night, and they wouldn't go back to my place." Lexy told them. "He doesn't come off as totally available, though. How much you want to bet he's got some sort of hurt hiding just below the surface that needs a womanly touch?"

"I don't gamble." Autumn answered.

"Awe, come on. Not even once?" the still unnamed girl coaxed.

"Now, leave her alone, Trish." Lexy scolded. "She's probably just afraid of losing her money."

"Its not that at all," Autumn shook her head, she wasn't a fan of gambling to start with but it just wasn't fair to bet on Dean when she knew all too well what was just under the surface and elsewhere.

"Then how 'bout we make a simple bet?" Trish prodded.

"Like what?" Autumn queried.

"Ten bucks says if he leaves with anyone tonight its me," she said looking lustfully in Dean's direction.

"Ten for me as well," Lexy threw in. "If you don't mind some friendly competition?"

"Not at all, will just make it more fun." Trish welcomed her friend's entrance to the bet.

"Twenty says if he leaves with anyone tonight its me." Autumn caved, this would be too easy.

"Just like a red head to think they're better." Trish snorted.

"I've been watching him all night, I think I've figured out his weak spot." Autumn confessed, though the only weak spot she'd discovered was related to his game tonight.

"Ok," Lexy nodded ordering two fresh beers. "I'll go first." she decided slipping off her stool and sauntering away.

Dean leaned over the table studying the balls with a practiced eye. The table was warped in the left pocket so that everything shot that way needed extra power or it would just roll back. In any case he still had the upper hand in this game, the man he was playing probably hadn't properly seen the inside of a barroom since his wifey had gotten her claws in him. He glanced at Autumn, careful not to make eye contact, at that thought. He'd been lucky to land a girl who doesn't have to control you like that, she allowed him his freedoms long as he kept his hands to himself and his pants on. Not to say he wanted to stray, there were days she was more than enough for him to handle. He made his move and stepped back to have a skirt with legs to give Athena's a run for their money had him a beer.

"Hi," she smiled coyly. Here it was, temptation had finally made it into its hottest package and wandered over.

"Hey," he greeted nodding to the beer. "Thanks." He took a swig and waited a moment for her line.

"No, problem. Was watching you, pool is thirsty business."

"Yeah," he nodded distracted by his opponent sinking two balls in the same hole and bringing him ever closer to Dean's score.

"I'm Lexus." she told him. "My dad always admired the lexus cars, so naturally when I was born-" she trailed off a bit letting him develop his own conclusion.

"They're a bit uppity for my taste, I'm a classic car guy myself." Dean told her as he pressed his beer into her hand and picked up his game again. Lexus glanced in the direction of her friend and Autumn who were doing a running commentary on her performance. Trish nodded encouraging her to continue so when Dean stepped back taking his beer she faked interest in his classic car affection. She didn't make it through his next turn leaving deterred by his disinterest. Trish was up next and faired similarly well surviving the end of the game, but when she bounced cheerfully and hugged him congratulating him on his victory and he pushed her away, not at all disrespectfully but still she'd been shot down, she left back for the bar.

"Its your turn," she told Autumn but the red headed didn't get up to pounce, she finished her beer and leaned back into the bar watching Dean collect his winnings. "Aren't you going to go up there?" Trish demanded.

"Its going to take a few moments for another game to get organized he'll come over here." She told them. Lexy rolled her eyes at the hunter's arrogance.

"You really think he'll just happen over here?" she challenged.

"I've got it on good authority he will." Autumn nodded. As the other men fell in on one another deciding who would play next Dean meandered over toward their section of the bar.

"Ladies," he greeted the spilt second his and Autumn's eyes met filled him in on all he needed to know. "You ready to go home, baby? We're hitting the road early tomorrow." Grinning Autumn leaned up wrapping an arm around his neck and drew him down into a kiss.

"Yeah, that's probably wise." she agreed. Dean paid her tab as she turned to the other girls holding her hand out for her cash.

"That's not fair!" Trish protested.

"You said you didn't think he was with anyone." Lexy shot.

"I said I didn't think he was married, and far as I know he's not. My mother instilled better morals in me than to sleep with a married man, though yours seemed to failed in that department." Autumn responded calmly.

"Autty," Dean warned taking her arm. She was going to start something if she didn't back off.

"Fine, I'll let them off. We don't have time to argue if we're going to have any fun tonight." she made a point of hinting to their sex life and shaking his head Dean took her home.