A bit later Dean is off laying some more ground work with the bartender. Sam found some local guys who attended Stanford to talk to and I'm shooting darts in the corner by myself.

"You're a pretty good shot" a voice says from behind. I turn suddenly and am face to face with a gorgeous man.

"You should see me on the ground" I flirt back with him.

"Police officer?" He asks coyly, raising a perfectly shaped brown eye brow. I shake my head no. "Military?" He asks.

"No, I meant hunting grounds" I chuckle to him.

He laughs as well, with the most perfect pitch and tone I've heard come from a man "oh, ok." He gets out, "I'm Mark." He reaches out his hand to shake mine.

I reach mine out in return "Jackie. It's nice to meet you." He shakes it softly and let's go.

"What brings you here? Can't be a local, I know them all." He asks. His green eyes shine in the light, reflecting off his perfectly blonde combed hair.

"I'm just passing through with some friends. A road trip" I explain with my predetermined lie.

"That's too bad. There's a lot to see in this town. How long are you here for?" He asks smiling. His smile lopsided, but in a cute way. He has a minor chipped front tooth. One you can tell has been there for years.

"I don't really know anymore" I flirt with him. He smiles at my answer.

"Would you like me to show you around tomorrow? Can end the tour with dinner?" He asks bluntly.

I chuckle lightly "you don't waste any time" I say coyly. It's been a long time since I've flirted like this but it comes back naturally.

"If I don't ask you out. I'm sure one of the other hooligans here will" he says looking around the bar.

"You know, that's a really good idea. I'd love a tour and dinner Mark" I respond to his invite.

He smiles brightly. "Great. Let me buy you another drink. Beer?" He asks walking backwards towards the bar. I nod my head to confirm. "Ok, 1 minute" he holds up his finger then turns around. I then turn my attention back to the dart board and finish the round I was in the middle of.

When he returns he hands me the beer and makes a toast "to meeting new people" his eyes shine.

"To meeting new people" I smile back, clinking our beers. I take a big sip and when I put the drink down I see Sam walking over to us. I turn to Mark "so, what is it that you do here?" I ask.

But before he could get the answer out Sam is next to us "Jackie, we need to get going." He says. He turns to Mark and extends his hand "Hi. I'm Sam, Jackies friend" he emphasized the word friend. I roll my eyes.

"Mark" he says casually taking his hand not faltered by Sam's tone.

"I don't need to go Sam. I'm fine here, thanks." I tell him turning back to face Mark.

"Deans outside waiting" Sam insists "it's important, it's about the trip" he raises an eyebrow. I sigh lowly and look at Mark sadly.

"I have to go, I'm so sorry" I say putting the beer down.

"Not a problem. I'll see you tomorrow then, how about out front of the bar at 2 o'clock?" He asks

"Perfect! I'll see you tomorrow" I wave walking outside with Sam. We get outside and to the car but Dean isn't anywhere to be seen. "Where's Dean?" I ask looking around confused.

"He went home with the bartender. I'm driving back" he says opening my car door. "Get in"

"What? Why the hell did you lie?" I spit out annoyed at him, putting my hands on my hips.

"Cause I wanted to leave and I'm not coming back to pick you up" he says leaving the door open for me and walking around to the driver side. I debate going with him or staying with Mark inside, but decide against it. Id have to explain about Sam and don't care that much to get him involved with Mark. I puff at Sam and get in. He starts to car and drives off in be Impala. I sit there, shocked Dean let Sam even drive it and watch the trees pass me by in a blur from the speed and the booze.