Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural and/or Dean Winchester. Sucks, doesn't it?
A/N: Just a little silly story. It popped in my head so I figured, what's the harm? And I know I need to update 'I Wanna Know', but it's gonna take some time... On with the story then, shell we?
Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester…
"Jinni? Oh, honey, I came as soon as I got your call. Are you alright?"
"Becky, thank goodness you're here!" Jinni said, wiping her tears along with her mascara.
"What is it, sweetheart? What happened?" Becky asked worriedly, hugging her crying friend, trying to offer what comfort she could.
"Oh, Becks, it was awful," Jinni cried, "I think I need to get thoroughly drunk!" Jinni said, and seeing all her runny makeup, Becky agreed immediately.
"So, you're gonna tell me what happened?" Becky asked after their third tequila shooter.
"Can we have another drink first?" Jinni asked. Becky ordered them both another drink, and after they both drank it, Jinni finally seemed like she was able to talk about the ordeal she's been through.
"So?" Becky asked, feeling a little flushed.
"So, you know the thing about saying 'Bloody Mary' three times in the bathroom mirror?" Jinni asked. Becky nodded.
"You mean when some idiot says 'Bloody Mary' three times in the mirror, and then Mary comes out of the mirror and scratches their eyes out and kills them?" Becky asked, nodding, and Jinni nodded too.
"Yeah, that's right." She said and then paused, ordering another drink. Becky watched her friend for a moment, and then sucked in her breath.
"You didn't!" she breathed. Jinni snorted.
"Of course not, I'm not stupid!" she said, and then her eyes watered. "It's worse." She said miserably. Becky straightened, sparing a glance and a smile to the hottie sitting at the bar.
"What do you mean worse?" she asked apprehensively, her friend's words sinking in.
"Well, I was in my bedroom." Jinni started, "I was just coming out of the shower, and I was standing in front of the huge mirror I have in my bedroom," she said, and her lip started to tremble. Becky leaned in closer. "And then, and then I said it." Jinni said in a small voice.
"You said 'Bloody Mary'?" Jinni snorted.
"Now, why would I do that? I have gorgeous eyes!" she said. Becky wrinkled her brow, waiting for an explanation. "I said it, three times in the bedroom mirror, wearing my tiniest, cutest nighty."
"Said what?" Becky asked.
"Dean Winchester, three times! In minimal clothing!" Jinni cried. Becky gasped, a chill running up and down her spine, getting goose bumps all over her hands.
"And what happen? Did he come?" Becky asked urgently.
"Would I be here, talking to you, if he did?" Jinni snapped, lip trembling, tears rimming in her eyes. Becky rolled her eyes. Of course it wouldn't work. If it had, she'd be in her own bedroom right now, drinking tequila shots with someone who was definitely not Jinni…