This was awesome. Just awesome. Not only were there no good strip clubs anywhere near Caperberry but when Sam and Lou came back they were all buddy buddy and teasing each other and laughing about that damn movie they saw.
I wasn't mad that she didn't invite me, it wasn't like I wanted to sit in a dark theater for 2 hours anyway.
"Come on Gigantor, it wasn't that bad." Lou threw an elbow into his side lightly.
"Yeah it was," Sam laughed. "I haven't seen a movie that bad since Dean dragged me to You've got Mail."
Lou eyed me. "You took Sam to a Rom Com?"
"No. I don't do chick flicks." She raised her eyebrows. "I made Sam go as a prank." Sam raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.
Lou looked up at Sam, her head nearly tilted all the way back. Damn she was short. "You two prank each other?" She looked at me then, her eyes lighting up a little. Sam just shrugged. "I wish I had a sibling to get into prank wars with, I have the best ones up my sleeve."
I shook my head. She would not last a day in one of our fights. "Look Tinkerbell, that's cute but, you don't want anywhere near this," I pointed between me and Sam.
Sam sighed. "He's right Munchkin, it gets a little crazy."
Lou laughed, it sounded, I don't know but she laughed. "Sounds like you two are scared." She started poking Sam in the side.
"Don't start something you can't finish sweetheart." I crossed the room a little. I don't know, just thought I should be a bit closer to her. I gave her one of my smiles that make most girls weak at the knees.
"You're on Captain!" She stepped towards me. Her smile was wide as that ego of her's. I just laughed. She was in over her head.
Sam stepped in then. "You two done?" He sounded annoyed but whatever. We both nodded. "Alright, well we have a case maybe we should, I don't know, talk about what we've got."
"Yeah, you're right," Lou conceded and bounced onto her bed. "So, Amy Jenson, the most recent vic, she started seeing this guy, Ivan McKernan about two weeks ago." She looked at us expectedly. "Oh, come on. He's the bartender over at The Horse Ranch. Sady, Lilly, Cora, and Amy all spent time there." She looked at us like we were stupid.
Sam cleared his throat. "Yeah alright. Well, we went to go see the bodies. All had identical markings on their wrists, like a brand."
"What did it look like?" She asked.
"Like an M." I said. She raised her eyebrows.
"Looks like I'm going to go chat up a murderous werewolf." She shimmied down her tank top. I think I was looking too long cause Sam cleared his throat and gave me a look.
"What?"
He just tilted his head.
"You're not offering yourself up to a freaking werewolf." I told her.
"Look we need a blonde wolfy virgin sacrifice, no biggy that I fit that description. I trust you guys to have my back." She shrugged and went to the bathroom, leaving the door open. She started putting makeup on her face.
"What do you mean?" Sam gave me a look that told me not to push. "Virgin? Like virginal virgin? Like never gotten laid virgin?" I asked. She looked over at me a small brush thing in her hand.
"No like the other kind of virgin." She rolled her eyes at me. "Yeah Dean, virginal virgin."
"I didn't," Sam cut me off.
"What he means is it's a bit surprising that's all." I didn't need Sammy explaining things for me.
"Yeah cause you're 21! And hot!" She just glared at me. "I mean, is it a religion thing?" I heard Sam sigh.
She put down her makeup stuff and walked up to me. "No, just never met anyone I trust that much." She crossed her arms.
"Well, if you ever want to just rip that bandaid off…" she finished for me.
"I'll find anyone else."
"Dude," Sam looked at me, "seriously?"
I looked at Lou who was already grabbing a jacket. "Well, I'm going so, hope you guys are behind me." She grabbed her bag then, tossing it over her shoulder. I grabbed her arm.
"Slow down Sunshine, we need a plan."
She rolled her cute brown eyes at at. Damn she was, nothing. She was Bobby's daughter. "Like you've ever had a plan Dean."
Sam coughed and I let go of her arm. "Dean and I will be there in the bar, you get Ivan's attention and then if you can get him alone, we will test him."
"Look at that, a plan." Lou beamed at Sammy. She looked like she was about to start jumping up and down like some kid. "Who's driving? Or are we taking different cars? I'm thinking I take Shelby and you guys take the Impala. It really makes sense you know, plus if we show up together and someone sees us then the whole plan just goes poof, up in smoke." She made an explosion motion with her hands.
She did that a lot, talked with her hands. It was cute, like she was too caught up in what she was talking about to control what she was doing. Her bangs covered her eyes every once and awhile, making it hard to see her expressive eyes.
"Sure, yeah, good idea Lou," Sammy spoke up. He started grabbing his stuff and I followed suit. "Meet you there?" Lou just nodded. She left then, closing the door behind her.
Lou beat us there and when we walked in she was already chatting up the bartender. She was all bent over showing off her cleavage, not that she had the biggest rack, or that I noticed, I mean of course I noticed, I wasn't blind, but that's not the point. The point was she was flirting with the bartender and fidgeting with some ring on her finger that I hadn't noticed before and she had a smile on her face that I hadn't seen before. Most of the time she was either glaring at me or rolling her eyes or something.
"Let's grab a table," Sam suggested. We made our way towards a table that was positioned so we could see Lou, make sure she wasn't getting in over her head. "I was thinking more about this deal, and maybe if we track down the demon that you made the deal with, we could, I don't know, convince her or something to rip up your contract."
I grumbled. "Leave it Sammy."
He sighed. "You know I can't do that. You're my brother Dean. I'm not just gonna sit back and watch you get dragged to hell."
I looked him dead in the eye. "Yeah you are, and you know why? Because if you do something stupid and it goes south, you die!" I shook my head. "I don't want to hear about it again. Alright?"
"But Dean," he started.
"No! I mean it Sammy. I'm taking a trip downstairs and I'm fine with that."
He looked at me for a long time but didn't say anything. That was fine with me, I wasn't about to have this conversation again. I made the deal to save Sam and I'd go to hell in a little less than a year, whatever, I'd do it again.
I looked over at Lou, who shot us a quick look. She took a drink from the creeper bartender and drank it. It wasn't the fruit filled chick drink she got last night, it was a shot of something and it looked like it burned all the way down.
That's when a leggy woman came into view. She had on the signature look of a waitress, but damn she was something special. She wore a tight red shirt that showed off her considerable rack and she had this look on her face that just screamed she liked it dirty. "What can I get you?" She had a sinful smile on her red lips. I swallowed, thinking about what that mouth could do.
"Well sweetheart, since I'm not on duty right now, let's do a whiskey neat." I could feel trying not to roll his eyes but I didn't care.
"You a cop or something?" The woman asked.
"I work for the Federal Bureau of Investigation."
She raised an eyebrow. "You're an FBI agent?" I nodded and she looked me up and down, taking in my none monkey suit look. "Alright mister FBI, you got a name."
"I'm Dean, this is my partner Sam," I nodded towards my brother, "And you would be?"
"I'm Tara," she flashed me a smile. "So Sam, what can I get you?"
"Yeah, I'll have a uh scotch and soda." Sam was looking over some files. Tara looked back at me.
"I'll be right back with those agents." I watched her walk away, her hips swishing back and forth.
"Dude, really? We are working?" Sam gave me a pointed look then nodded his head towards Lou. She was radiating innocence over there, making my stomach turn. I don't think I had ever seen that shy smile she was wearing.
That bartender was paying her a lot of attention and, son of a bitch was she blushing? You can't fake that shit.
Our drinks came by and with the was Tara's number. Sam just rolled his eyes. He had laser focus on Lou. Something told me he might be having some kind of feelings for Bobby's daughter. I snorted. Bobby was gonna kick Sam's ass.
Even if Lou was cute, which I wasn't saying she was, it wouldn't be worth Bobby tracking me down and beating on you within an inch of my life.
I was about to tell Sam to watch our girl when she got up from her bar stool and started making her way to the door, tossing a shy lip biting look over her shoulder at the bartender. Oh I was going to make him bleed just for the way he was looking at her.
We waited until the bartender, Ivan, made his way outside after her. We moved in unison and trailed after him, trying to keep far enough away to not draw attention.
We followed him into the alley behind the bar. Lou was waiting for him there, her back against the wall of the building. He stalked towards her, but before he could do anything, before we could even step in, she did this spin move smashed his face into the wall and had a silver blade at his throat. He hissed as we saw the silver burning the flesh around his neck.
"Bitch," he bit out through clenched teeth.
"You're the one who's a dog in this situation," she hissed back, pressing the knife into his neck even more.
We stepped in just in case, but it seemed like she had everything under control. The wolf was cursing at Lou but she was just smiling like a kid on Christmas. "I am so happy that he is actually the werewolf. Cause if he were human this would have been awkward." She looked over at us then. "You two just gonna stand there, or are you gonna pick your jaws up off the ground and restrain him while I ask him questions?"
We each grabbed an arm. "What do you have to ask? Just shove the knife through his heart and get it over with." She ignored me and focused on the bartender.
"You know all of those girls were virgins, the ones you killed. Is that just your type or was it a coincidence?"
He growled at her. "Virgins taste better."
"Gross." Then she plunged the knife through his heart with no hesitation.
He fell limp in our arms and it took a far chunk of our strength to hold him up. "Why did you want to talk to him?"
She looked at me confused. "I didn't want to kill him if he never hurt those girls."
Hey guys! Another chapter down! What do you think?
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xx Melody