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Supernatural

Seriously?

I woke up the next morning and walked into the living room to find that the couch was back to normal and the boys were nowhere to be found. I called Dean's name but there was no answer. I started to panic. I can't believe he did it again. He left me again in the middle of the night. I knew this would happen. My eyes started to well up as I put my head on my arms leaning on top of the counter.

"Tempest we bought coffee!" Dean called walking through the apartment door.

My heart skipped a beat. Dean and Sam came into my small kitchen but stopped abruptly when they saw my position.

"You okay Tempest?"

I held in my tears, stood up straight, and smiled, "Yeah of course. You said you brought coffee?"

"Yeah, here…" Dean handed me the coffee while looking at me with concern.

I took the coffee cup and sipped it. I smiled and started walking back into my room. Dean and Sam were following me.

"So when are you guys leaving?"

"We're going out to that road around nine tonight the attacks took place around 10 so we thought we'd be early." Sam explained.

"Sounds good, if you guys excuse me I need to shower and change." I said motioning for them to leave.

Sam smiled and obeyed but Dean stood in my doorway looking at me. I turned and glared at him.

"What?"

"You thought I left."

"Wouldn't be the first time…"

"That's not fair Tempest."

"Fair? You want to talk about fair? Was it fair when you just left me with a two lined note and no idea where you had gone?" I yelled.

"I explained to you that I had to go with my dad!"

"No my pen explained to me that you had to go with your dad. You didn't say shit!"

"Did it ever occur to you that maybe it was to hard to say goodbye to you!"

"No because you did before every other time."

"This time was different because I wasn't coming back!"

"But look at this here you are again pissing me off as usual!"

Dean just gave me that look where he shakes his head with a smile and then just walks away. I shut the door and locked it then laid down my bed. Here we go again…Dean and me fighting with Sam in the other room. People never change just the locations do. After I was dressed and situated I walked back into the living room Sam was on his laptop and Dean was looking through his dad's journal.

"That reminds me your dad called me the other day." I said grabbing a hot pocket and microwaving it.

"What?" They both jumped.

"Yeah, he called me and told me to be expecting you. I thought he was kidding and trying to piss me off."

"Did he say where he was?" Sam asked.

"Nope, just that he was after the demon and when the time was right he'll call you two."

I took out my hot pocket and threw it on a plate. I sat down on the arm of the chair Dean was sitting on much to his surprise. When Dean and I fought I would always be the one to cave first and sitting by him or playfully pushing him are my ways of saying this fight's over.

"Tempest what are you up to now? Do you work?" Sam asked.

"You could say that…"

"Well where do you work?"

"No place worth talking about."

"Aw come on it can't be that bad." Sam pushed.

"I'm a waitress."

"What's so bad about that?" Dean asked.

I took a bite of my hot pocket and mumbled, "At a strip club."

"Sorry I didn't catch that." Dean said leaning closer.

I swallowed, "At a strip club. I'm waitress at a strip club."

Dean started cracking up, "You're a stripper!"

"No I'm a waitress." I stressed the word.

"Why do you work there I thought you wanted to be a writer?" Sam asked.

"I did…I do…I am technically. I wrote a book of short horror stories thanks to you two and your dad actually and I'm working on another book now but I have to have something in between to pay for this shit hole."

"Aw so if we went to this club we wouldn't get to see what's underneath these t-shirts." Dean pulled me into his lap and started tugging on my shirt.

I started laughing, "Dean cut it out."

"Okay children can we please act our ages and not our shoe sizes." Sam said.

Dean and I stopped messing around but I continued to eat my food while lying across him.

"Hey Tempest do you want to come with us tonight?" Dean asked.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, you're a good fighter besides we need someone to entertain us maybe you could give us lap dances." Dean said wagging his eyes brows.

"You're a pig you know that?"

"Yep." He smiled proudly.

"Sure I'll come I don't have to work tonight. Do you guys want to do something today or are you just going to lie around here?"

"Take us to where you work! I don't think Sammy's ever been to a strip club before!"

I looked over at Sam who was blushing slightly and looking down at his shoes. I laughed and looked back at Dean.

"Fine, I'll take you but we're only staying for a little bit."

"Alright with me," Dean jumped up causing me to fall to the floor. He laughed then helped me up.

We got to the club and the bouncer let us in when he saw me.

"Didn't know you where working tonight Temptress." He said using my waitress name.

"I'm not I'm just showing my friends the rounds. Thanks Jake."

When we walked inside Dean wrapped an arm around my waist and whispered in my ear.

"Temptress? Are you sure you're not a stripper?"

"We all need goofy seduction names and that's mine so back off."

"Sure…" He said disbelievingly.

After I showed them the rest of the club and introduced them to some of the girls we headed to the stretch of road where the attacks were taking place. It's going to be a fun night.