Strip Tease

Dean started up the car and drove back to the motel where Jill's friends stood waiting outside the door with a pissed off face for bailing on them. Sam had fallen a sleep on the ride back and Dean had explained everything that had happened to Jill in the past twenty four hours.

"They look mad." Dean noticed

"Yeah..."

"You okay?"

"Oh yea, I'm just gunna get my ass kicked... I never get a break. You should have let me die."

"I'm guessing you never called them."
"Uh no. Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. Eh," Jill tilted her head to the side. "Maybe I'll just take the first few tackles."

"Tackles?" Dean parked the Impala. "Should we leave him?" he pointed to Sam in the back seat.

"I don't really care, your going to be the one carrying him."

"In that case," he looked over at his brother and gave him a soft slap on the cheek "Good night Sammie."

Dean and Jill both exited the car to see Jill's friends slowly approach them. Back in the day she would have gotten tackled down by all three of them for bailing with out calling, they played like guys and knew it, but luckily she wasn't the only one who had changed her ways. They walked up to Jill passing Dean as though he didn't even exist and shoved her back to the car.

"Watch my car." Dean warned. Jill kept a straight face and flexed her jaw as a sign that she wasn't in the mood. Her friends and her were extremely close back when they were kids, they knew the gestures one made when they had a bad day and didn't feel like hearing anyone's shit.

"Bad day?" Carla spoke first. Jill just took a deep breath and narrowed her eyes to confirm her statement.

"Why'd you bail on us?" Claire of course didn't let things go no matter how bad your day was. Dean stepped in knowing that of all people Jill couldn't lie to them with out them suspecting something.

"That would be my fault," he wasn't exactly a fast thinker, Jill was praying he had a good story. She already got them out of trouble with the law the least he could do was help her out of this one.

"Well what happen?"

"See actually it was my brothers fault, he was being stupid and played a cruel prank on us, take it up with him when he wakes up." Oh wow, that was mean. Passing the blame down to poor Sam. Jill thought. "But for now ladies, we're going to catch up on our rest"

"Sorry to be a cock block but you owe us some fun." Rebecca reminded.

"What do you have in mind?" Jill wasn't the least bit tired, she had been sleeping all day.

"Well depends, is your man here joining us?"

"He's not my man, and I don't know." Dean noticed Jill's attitude changed when she was with her friends. She went from fun and playful to defensive and tight. It was actually quite fun for him to see how she got upset over the little words her friends said to her.

"All you ladies are going to need a strong man to protect you." He sucked his teeth as he checked them out.

"That's what we got Claire for." Jill stated. Claire shot Jill a mean look, she was obviously the only one who got really upset about ditching them.

"Strip club?" Rebecca brought up.

"I'm good with it." Jill agreed.

Dean put on a worried face, "All guys?"

"Of course not, the guy ones here suck. We going to a girl one, there more fun." Carla answered.

"Plus its fun comparing ourselves to them." Claire replied.

Dean was pleased to here they were going to a strip club where there were girls dancing instead of guys, even more pleased that Jill and her friends were actually cool enough to go to one. It must have been his lucky day.

"Which one?" Jill asked.

"Lip stick?"

"Eh that one sucks."

Dean was definitely amused at how they knew which ones were good or not.

"Twister?"

"No."

"Oh today's dance your pants off at Lickables. You got some unfinished business there if I remember correctly. "

"So? Uh fine."

Jill's friends went to their own car and Jill pulled Dean toward hers. After getting in the Dean opened his mouth to say something but Jill immediately cut him off.

"Shut up."

"You do this for fun?"

"Use to. Just enjoy the night and make fun later."

"Make fun? Are you kidding? I think I'm in love."

"Shut up Dean."

"Wait." Dean jumped out the car and ran to his, waking up Sam. "Dude you need to wake up."

"Dean man leave me alone." Dean grabbed his brother by the shoulders and pulled him out the back seat dragging him on the floor. "Alright alright I'm up. What's the big deal?"

"We're going to a strip club lets go." Dean half dragged his brother to the car and they hopped in.

Jill followed behind her friends car to assure them that this time they'd show up. As soon as they walked into the strip club Sam found himself wide awake and Dean had a jerk-ish smirk on his face. Jill was getting dragged away by her friends that were trying to persuade her into doing something.

"Dean, I said don't let go of my hand." Jill reminded as she got dragged away from him by her friends.

"Where are you going?"

"You'll see." Carla covered Jill's mouth not to spoil the surprise.

"Jill!" Dean motioned to grab her hand but was pulled away when Sam tried getting his attention to look at one of the strippers that had just walked by.

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Jill was dragged back stage by her friends who thought it would be funny to repeat some of the things they did as teenagers.

"Guys I haven't done this in years."

"It's like riding a bike Jill. We gotta end the night with a blast, pay back time. .Plus your boy Dean would definitely enjoy it."

"What are you talking about, there's seriously nothing going on between us."

"Don't think we didn't catch you this morning."

"Catch me what?"

"It may have been three years Jill but you still do the same thing when you see a guy you really want."

"And what would that be?"

"You touch your fang with your tongue when you smile at them." Oh crap. Jill had forgotten that was one of her gestures, she hadn't even realized she did that when ever she spoke to Dean.

"We're friends guys."

Rebecca pulled off Jill's shirt and unzipped her pants. "Seriously I'm not doing this."

Carla pulled a rack of clothes out and started picking out what Jill would wear for her performance.

"Why do you think we mentioned tonight was dance you pants off? Perfect way to get it started."

"I don't know.." Claire stripped Jill naked and began dressing her in the clothes that Carla picked out.

"Guys I'm really to tired to end tonight in a blast like this." What a lie, she had to admit she missed getting in trouble with her friends and she didn't exactly mind if Dean got a sneak peek.

"Okay we'll tell the D.J to play your song and we'll get Dean and Sam ready to enjoy."

"Fine."

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Dean and Sam sat comfortably at a table next to the dance platform and were soon joined by Jill's friends. Each of them had a smirk plastered on their face as they sat with the boys.

"Where's Jill?" Dean looked around.

"She'll join us soon... So Dean, you like Jill?"

Dean was a little astonished how they plainly came out and said it. Jill was hot, he liked her but wouldn't screw up his hunts for a little infatuation, plus Sam was always around. The teasing was fun and lets face it, when would he find a girl that would devote their entire life to hunting like he did.

Sam saw the look on his brothers face and decided to step in. He's spent three years with Dean and Jill and knew they had a thing for each other, in a way her friends had Dean trapped. If Dean said no they would tell and he'd end up regretting it, if he said yes things might get awkward between the two if she really was just a tease.

"You guys go to girl strip clubs... for fun?" Sam changed the topic.

"Only when we're bored. You'll see why later."

"Really, where's Jill?" Dean didn't like not knowing where she was, whenever her or Sam went missing for more then five minutes he always got nervous. One of the loud speakers in the club was announcing someone new that was taking advantage of dance your pants off night and to get your bills ready.

"Did Jill ever tell you she wanted to be a pole dancer growing up? Oh yea, here she is." Carla pointed on stage.

Sam and Dean looked up to see Jill in red high heels with nothing but a red bra and g-string on.

"Holly shit." Dean nudged Sam. "She-"

"Wow." Even Sam had to admit this was interesting, Jill was hot and to see her on stage working that pole the way she did was amazing. Jill caught sight of Dean and Sam's table and made her way over. Stepping cautiously onto their table she kneeled down next to Dean to whisper a threat in his ear.

"Don't ever mention this again or it's on." Dean paid no attention to Jill's threat, he was to focused at watching her hips rotate and swerve around. He had a huge smile on his face, "Nice cleavage."

Jill grabbed on to the nearest pole and climbed to the very top just to slowly slide down and crawl on all four to another table. She shot a look back at Dean's table signaling her friends by sitting in a straddling position and rotating her hips around and around. Dean and Sam were to caught up on the show to realize Jill's friends had left the table and surrounded a stripper walkways.

Jill had an eye for jerks, even when she was young. She knew which ones would respect your space and which ones would try to violate you when ever they had the chance. Which was one reason why she decided not to be a pole dancer. This guy at the table was definitely an asshole. As Jill began crawling away one of the men casually caressed her body. Dean didn't like that one bit. He and Sam got up from their seats and walked over to the table. Before they got their Jill climbed down from the platform and laid a hand on Dean's chest, slowly pushing him back. Sam stopped and listened to what Jill was saying.

"When I say your names I want you to run to the car and wait for me."

"No, get some clothes on I don't want you up there."

"Dean relax, I'm just taking care of some business."

Jill pushed Dean down on a chair, and told Sam to watch him. She made her way back on stage as a real stripper took control of the platform. This was what they were waiting for. This girls name was Patricia, it turns out that Patricia had cursed Jill out before Jill left town and a fight was what the girls had in mind. Patricia gave Jill a nasty look as they crossed paths, giving Jill the okay to start something. As Patricia walked pass her, Jill casually stepped down.

"Thought so." Patricia laughed and continued to do her job.

Jill motioned to gather her friends. At the right moment Jill walked back on stage and instantly punched Patricia down to the floor. "Scuse you ho your in my way." Patricia grabbed Jill's bra ripping one of the straps. Several other girls came out to lend a helping hand to Patricia but Claire, Rebecca and Carla jumped in. The club became a cat fight as the girls duked it out. All the men gathered around to watch them fight making it hard for the bouncers to get through. Jill kept pounding on Patricia's face until she noticed they were out numbered.

"Jill! Do you think its time to go?" Claire yelled out while pounding down on some busted up looking stripper.

Some girl came up behind Jill pulling her off of Trish,

"What do you think we are? We can take 'em" Jill reached over and slammed the girl on top of Patricia.

"I don't know Jill maybe it's time we leave."

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Sam and Dean were shocked to see everything go down. First they got rid of another ghost, got out of trouble with the law, went to a strip club where they got to see Jill work the stage and then they get to see half naked girls in a fist fight

"I'm in heaven." Dean was loving it.

"Dude I think it's time we get her out of here."

"I need a camcorder, we need to record this." Dean had another jerk-ish smile on that quickly faded as he saw one of the bouncers make his way through the crowd and grab onto Jill.

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Jill felt a firm grip wrap around her arm and jerk her back from beating up on some girl. She looked up at a huge built guy realizing it was time to leave.

"Time to go! Sam, Dean!" She yelled over to her friends. In an instant they scattered away. Jill tried pulling away but the mans grip was to hard to break from.

Out of the crowd a fist went flying into the mans face, knocking him away and releasing his grip on her. Dean leaned down and grabbed onto Jill pulling her up and they both ran to the closest exit.

"This is what you came here for?" Dean pulled her by the hand out the back door leading her to the car where Sam waited.

"Fun right?" Dean and Jill jumped into the car and Sam sped off before anyone could catch a glimpse of them.

"After the next stop light there's a hidden road turn left and stop." Jill ordered.

"What, why?" Sam had enough surprises for the day.

"Just do it."

Sam did what he was told and Dean gave Jill his jacket. She never got the chance to put her clothes back on. Waiting in the hidden road was Jill's friends who were laughing it up about everyone's faces. Jill hopped out the car despite not having any real clothes on and ran to her friends side.

"WOO HOO! Jill! Now when was the last time you done anything that interesting ?"

Let's see, today, last Wednesday, two Fridays ago... if they only knew. Jill laughed at the thought.

"I needed that, relieved some stress." Sam and Dean walked in on the conversation.

"That was... interesting." Sam stated.

"Oh you know you loved it." Carla replied. She made a small gesture that signaled that this kid was hers.

Dean realized his hand was wet and looked down to see he had blood on the one that he grabbed Jill with.

"Come here." Dean spun Jill around and grabbed her hand. "Wow, you really must have hurt her." he said looking a little proud. "Your hands bleeding." He applied a little bit of pressure to check how bad.

"OW! Don't do that."

"Come here I got something in the car for that." Jill let Dean aid her despite the looks her friends shot her about them being right.

"So, this is what you did for fun? Beat strippers up?"

"No... we just found people to fight, and fought them. I had a lot of haters as you would call them."

"Why?"

"I'm not really sure. People just didn't like how confident I was or something."

"Yeah well I don't know many girl who are confident enough to strip just to get close to a fight."

"Yeah well, ow that hurts, it's kinda like our hunt. I'd do anything to get us closer to the battle.Don't wrap it up so tight, it's gunna swell up." Dean tried to stay focused on wrapping her hand but found himself checking out her thighs and legs in the process.

"Done. What, you really messed your self up." Jill stood quite and watched him as he turned her face to the side and checked the cut on her cheek. "It shouldn't leave a scar." Dean walked over to the back door of the car and pulled out one of there bags. "Here," he searched through the bag "put this on, it's cold."

"Thanks." Jill looked over to see what Sam was doing and realized Sam and Carla were no longer with them. "Where's Sam?"

Dean automatically yelled out his name. "SAMMIE!"

"Relax big bro he went to Carla's place for the night. Listen Jill we're heading off home, we'll see you tomorrow."

"Later." Jill's friends drove off leaving Dean and Jill completely alone. "So... Sammie and Carla."

"It's about time he got some. He was getting up tight."

"Yea."

"Get in."