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Bobby's ghost towered over Eva's body smirking at his work, now all he needed was someone to channel his spirit. He chose one of the three and braced himself for the annoyance of possessing someone, feeling every cell, muscle and bone of someone else pass through you wasn't exactly pleasant.
Time passed as all three struggled out of unconsciousness, Dean was first, rubbing his head and grumbling, his eyes then fixing on Sam's still form. He struggled up and rushed back to his side, shaking Sam as gently as he could. Sam's eyes fluttered open and he squinted at Dean's fuzzy picture.
"You ok?"
Sam blinked a few times and rubbed at the spot where the bat hit him.
"Yeah, guess so," Sam frowned.
Dean looked around for Eva. Maybe she got out.
"Hey Sam, try the front door."
Sam did as he was told and easily opened it.
"Keep it open, I don't wanna get locked in this damn place again."
Dean sprinted up the stairs, turning to find Eva sprawled on the cream carpet a few drops of blood staining the area around the top of her head.
"Shit."
He knelt down beside her and nudged at her face gently. She twitched her nose and he smirked. He cleared his throat, and her eyes flew open.
"Er…hi," she mumbled. Dean laughed and turned to walk back down the stairs.
She scowled at his back and whispered, "Ass."
"You better hurry, he could be back any second."
All three rushed out to the front of the house, slamming the door closed behind them.
"So what do we do now?" groaned Sam.
"We? There is no we. I'm off, cya." All Eva wanted was a stiff drink in the nearest bar. Dean watched her leave and found that he couldn't stop staring at the blood on the back of her head. For some strange reason he didn't like it. The bang of the Impala door closing, bought him back from his thoughts, and he followed Sammy's lead.
"I say we come back tomorrow, and check if it's still there, we've had enough for tonight, we can stop off at the bar if you want?"
"Whatever," grumbled Dean.
What the hell was wrong with him now, Sam thought. They quickly realised that Eva's 1967 Ford Mustang was going in the same direction. She pulled up across the car park from them. Realising long ago that they were following her, she now waited for the Impala to park and stormed across the parking lot, taking position outside Dean's door.
"What do you think your doing here?" she said leaning on the car.
Dean wound the window down, "Well us 'pretty boys' were gonna get a drink, but I was about to ask you the same question…you don't even live round here."
"Well you don't live anywhere, and plus I was here first." Eva fumed.
Sam piped in, "How about we just go and get a drink at opposite sides of the bar, and just ignore each other."
"Fine."
"Whatever."
Eva stormed in first, sitting as planned around one side of the bar, Dean and Sam took there positions at the opposite side, and they all ordered their whiskeys. Eva downed the liquid in front of her, Dean followed suit.
5 large whiskeys later…
Sam watched them as they downed another whiskey, and shook his head.
"I'll guess I'll be taking the car home alone tonight then," he muttered.
Dean's head whirled around, far too fast for his brain to allow but he managed to appear fine.
"You say something?"
"Me, nope." Dean turned back to continue glaring at Eva, and both ordered yet another whiskey.
3 whiskeys later…
Dean hadn't noticed Sam leave and now only did his best to focus on the swaying form of Eva. Most of the other people in the bar had left long ago and now it was just the two of them.
"Come on you 2 crazy kids, we're closing up shop," the bar owner drawled. Eva slid off he stool, praying to the heavens that her legs wouldn't collapse. Dean headed for the door taking a little longer than usual to get there, closely followed by Eva. They stumbled out into the cool night air, and parted their ways. Eva reached for her car keys.
"You can't drive," claimed Dean.
"Coming from the guy who almost made me road kill, that's doesn't mean that much."
"Your drunk."
"So are you," Eva frowned, slightly offended, god knows why.
"But I'm walking."
"Good luck with that."
"Your not driving," said Dean, his voice rising slightly.
"Whatever." Eva turned back to her car and put the keys into the door, Dean marched over, shoved her aside and stole the keys. He promptly turned on his heel and began his walk back to the motel.
"Hey!"
Eva ran after him, walking alongside him.
"Give me my keys back," she moaned.
"Nope."
Her mouth gaped slightly and a deep frown formed in her head as she watched him keep walking ….then she had an idea. She charged after him lowering herself at the last moment. Her arms wrapped around his stomach and she took him down to the ground. Taken by surprise he dropped the keys, and Eva quickly snatched them back.
"Ta."
But before she had chance to get off Dean, he grabbed her by the wrists.
"Dean," Eva growled in a warning tone.
"Eva." Dean answered in the same tone.
"Let g-" before Eva had chance to finish Dean yanked her towards him kissing her passionately. He pulled back to look at her now very shocked face.
She eased herself off of him, now taking him by the hand, and leading him towards her. She backed up to where her car waited for her and gently placed herself on the hood of the car. Dean watched her slide up the hood, and her finger motioned for him to follow. He crawled up to meet her and lent down to meet her lips. Thankfully the bar car park was mostly surrounded by trees, so they weren't going to be seen. In a matter of seconds they had all their clothes off and were looking into each other's eyes.
After sex they crawled into the back of Eva's car and curled up on the backseat, falling asleep instantly.
Eva's eyes blinked open and the rear view of the passenger seat came in to focus. Everything became all too clear, Dean's arm around her waist, Dean naked and more importantly her naked.
"Fuck, fuck, fuckedy, fuck."
She bolted upright, eyes wide and grabbed for the nearest piece of clothing that belonged to her. Dean moaned and scrubbed at his face. Eva elbowed him in the stomach.
"Get up, now."
"Morning sleeping beauty." Eva froze. Oh do not piss me off this morning. In one swift movement she unlocked the car door nearest to Dean and shoved his naked arse out, locking it behind him.