We were at some dive bar at the center of town. Dean had hit on the waitress and the bartender respectively. I was nursing a Pina Colada and humming the song to myself. Sam was talking about the wolves and the plan he had to find them.

"Why don't we just string Sunshine up and leave her as bait?" Dean asked.

I glared at him. I took a cheesy fry from the plate and popped it into my mouth. He had a point but I wasn't about to offer myself up as some wolfy virgin sacrifice. Well, not if there was another option.

"Bobby would kill us," Sam sighed. So he had already thought through that idea. I threw my hands up. I scouted out of my seat and moved towards the modernized juke box to look at songs. I didn't need to hear the boys bicker back and forth about the fact that I'd make a good honey trap and the fact that Bobby would kill all three of us for that. I sipped on my drink and scrolled through the options when I felt someone standing behind me.

"What kind of music are you interested in tonight?" A deep voice asked. I looked over my shoulder at the handsome young guy. He was built and tall and blond. He had these eyes that could make a girl melt. Oh he was trouble.

"I want something with a good beat, yah know. Something I can really move to." I continued to scroll. He came up next to me then.

"I'm Luke by the way."

"How funny, I'm Lou."

"Well we are already cute together, lets see if we can be hot too." He might not be the smoothest, but he was super adorable.

I giggled at him and twirled a lock of my hair around my finger. Suddenly, there was someone else behind me and the look in Luke's amazing blue eyes changed. "What's going on over here?" Dean asked.

"Nothing Dean, just me making new friends. Is that a problem?" I tried to keep a smile on my face for Luke but Dean was annoying enough that it probably leaked out onto my face.

"Maybe you should make friends with someone else Lou," Dean suggested but it sounded more like a threat.

"Hey man we were just talking, I didn't know she was taken," Luke put up his hands in defense.

I put my hand on Luke's arm. "Dean and I aren't a couple. He's a family friend and he's a bit of a jerk if you hadn't noticed."

Luke just nodded but he didn't look convinced. "I'll see you later Lou," then he walked away.

I was steaming mad. I turned on Dean and pushed at his chest with my free hand. "Thanks a lot dick!" I turned back to the music. Even if Luke wasn't going to dance with me, I still wanted to dance.

"Oh come on you couldn't have actually been interested in Abercrombie and Dick over there." Dean spit.

"So what if I was?" I shrugged. I had three songs queued up and was searching for the next. "And if you keep scaring guys off no one in here is going to dance with me."

Dean pushed his way into my field of view. "I'm just trying to protect Bobby's daughter."

I rolled my eyes. "That's why I don't tell people. They are always so scared of Bobby and what he might do that they stop treating me like a person."

"Yeah well, boo hoo Princess. If any guy comes at you again I'll rip his lungs out." Dean hissed through his teeth.

"Oh fuck off Deano." I pushed past him and went back to the table and my fries. I had to wait for my songs to come on anyway.

"What was that all about?" Sam questioned.

I huffed and shoved a pinch of bacon into my mouth then washed it down with Pina Colada. "You're brother is a grade-A asshole." He just gave me a knowing smile. "Hey Gigantor, will you dance with me when my songs come on?" I was tipsy enough that it seemed like a good idea.

He started to shake his head. '"I don't know, that doesn't seem like a good idea, and we still need to work out how to take down this werewolf."

I pouted. "Oh come on Sammy! Dean is hell bent on killing my night and with the whole wolf thing, silver bullet to the heart or knife I guess, but come on it's not rocket science." There was a whining noise coming from my mouth but I didn't really care.

Dean came back over to the table with two beers in his hands. "So the bartender is only into chicks which sucks but hey, still hot."

I rolled my eyes. "So I'd have a shot." I muttered.

"Yeah right Sunshine. A) you don't swing that way and B) you don't have enough game for a chick that hot." Dean scoffed at me.

If there wasn't food that I was planning to shovel into my face on the table I would have leapt across it and hit him so hard his ancestors would have felt it. "A) I swing both ways Macho Man and B) I could run circles around you with how much game I have."

The boys both raised their eyebrows. "You're into chicks and dudes?" Dean didn't seem convinced.

I shrugged. "You think I could stay away from hot guys and hot girls. Come on Dean, sexuality is fluid ain't it?"

"I'd like to see Dean get his ass handed to him in picking up chicks." Sam cracked, taking a swig from his beer. "I mean, you strike out enough, it would be so funny to see Bobby's kid score where you couldn't."

"Shut it Sammy." Dean glowered at us both.

My first song came on, beat great for swinging my hips. I hoped out of my chair. I extended my hand to the shaggy haired Winchester. "Come on Sam, let's boogie." He laughed but didn't protest and followed me onto the dance floor.

He was stiff and huge and he had this uncomfortable pinched look on his face but he never stopped his movements. He had his hands on my sides, never traveling too high or too low. He kept a middle-school-level distance between us. I laughed at him.

"What?" He looked so uncomfortable.

"You look like you'd rather jump into a tank of sharks than be here another second." He looked at me for a long while. "Look Sam, I am fine dancing on my own if you're not up for it."

He took a step back. "It's not that I don't like dancing with you," I put my hand up to stop him.

"I'm a big girl Sam, I get it." He just nodded and went back to the table. I closed my eyes and tilted my head up and just felt the beat.

Soon I was dancing and moving and the second song came and went and then the third started up and half way through it, someone was behind me. They had their hands on my hips and they were moving with me and I didn't care who it was cause I was lost and found and I just wanted to keep feeling like this.

Son of a bitch. That guy from earlier was grinding all over Bobby's daughter and she wasn't doing a thing to stop it. Hell she was looking like she was enjoying it.

"What the hell is she doing man?" I asked Sam. He just looked over at her and shrugged.

"I don't know Dean, it looks like she's having a good time." He drank the last of his beer. I grumbled under my breath. "Why are you being so weird?"

I scoffed. "Come on Sam, that's Bobby's daughter over there, it's basically like Bobby is being grinded on by some guy."

Sam frowned. "Gross mental image dude."

"Yeah that's how I feel." In truth I needed a shower, I felt dirty and not in a fun way. I could kill that guy touching all over Lou, but she had every right to have fun.

I looked over at her. She was still dancing, but his hands were roaming all over, not sticking to just her hips. She giggled and shook her head. I saw his and tighten on her thighs. He started rubbing the inside of her thighs, moving to go under her shorts. I had to put my beer bottle down or I was sure it'd break in my hand. She shook her head and tired to move his hands away from where they were headed.

Sam looked over and saw the same thing. We both stood the second time she had to shove his hands away. As we approached the dance floor Lou tried to turn to face the guy but he held firm onto her hips and buried his face in her neck.

Before we could get to her, she rammed her head into his nose while grabbing at his fingers and twisting them. He fell to one knee and then Lou was turned around facing him. "Some guys really can't take a hint," she muttered but we could still hear her over the music. She flashed me a knowing smile. Son of a bitch, that girl can really take care of herself.

I grabbed douche bag by the collar of his shirt and hauled him to his feet. "I think you should apologize to the lady," I suggested.

"That crazy bitch attacked me!" He spat, sputtering, trying to turn to look at her. Lou just scoffed and went back to dancing like nothing happened.

She finally turned around and looked at us, "If you want to take him outside be my guest, but I'm kinda done with him."

Sam just shrugged but me, no chick should have to deal with a guy like that. I took Lou up on her offer and dragged him outside. "Even if Lou wasn't the daughter of a family friend, I'd still be doing this," I told him and then I hit him hard. Stomach, face, chest, arms, he was bleeding pretty bad but I don't care. When he dropped out of my grip and fell to the ground I kicked him a few times for good measure. "I don't want to see your ugly mug ever again."

I wiped the blood on my jeans and went back inside. I heard the guy coughing and spitting blood on the ground but dude's lucky to be alive.

When I got back in the bar, Lou was back at the table, all her songs must have run out. She was laughing and talking with Sam, drinking her chick drink like nothing happened. She shoved a fist full of fries in her mouth, she ate like Bobby, and continued talking to Sam.

I came up to the table and took a swig of my beer. "I say we shag ass out of here, get some shut eye, and find that damn werewolf. I really need to kill something." I slapped down some cash on the table and walked out.

I knew Sam would follow, but I wasn't sure what Lou would do. I made my way all the way to the door before I realized she was still at the table. She looked at me with a smirk on her face, her bangs obstructing her eyes over so slightly. Awesome. I'd have to put up with this for the whole damn time. "Get the car running," I threw Sam the keys and he walked out the door.

I walked up to Lou. She was smiling like she won something. "Well this is fun, why do you want to ruin my fun?" She was on the verge of drunk. "Come on Deano."

"A guy attacked you Sunshine!" I sputtered. "I'm not trying to be a hard ass but sweetheart, you gotta see that the night is over."

She frowned at me. "God, you suck!" But then she got up and walked to the door. I thought I'd have to carry her out. I watched her stumble slightly to the door. Damn. Bobby's daughter just had to have a nice ass didn't she?

And another chapter, this one longer! See, I can be reasonable. Though someone once told me, a chapter is as long as it needs to be so...

Anyway, I don't own Supernatural, just Lou! Gotta love Lou!

Thanks for reading and your reviews are most welcome!

Melody