Title: All work and no play
Author: Pinkkitty85
Summary: Dean meets an interesting character in a bar.
Disclaimer: Don't own Kripke does (How sad).I do own the bar, Pink and Blue.
Ch 7 "Save a horse, ride a Padalecki"
The ride to the tavern named nexus was a fairly short one. It reminded him of some of the watering holes back home. Real homey and cleaner than you'd think. The tavern was older and it looked like it hadn't been remodeled in a couple of years but still maintained some of its original charm. It was as nice as some of the places on sunset strip, with less than half the crowd, and no snooty pretentious waitresses .When he spotted who he assumed was Jensen at a table close to bar. Jared smirked to himself, Jensen looked like he had just come from set, all dressed in denim and a plain green t-shirt.
"Becoming too Winchester are we?"
Dean turned towards him, cocky little sob, he instantly liked him.
"What do you expect me to wear? Hugo Boss and GQ? Like I'd be caught dead in those monkey suits." He joked; Dean wasn't too concerned with acting like Jensen mostly because he was a little drunk.
Jared looked around for a waitress.
"So what was soo damn special about this place? I don't even see that many people." He muttered.
"Gotta love the service."
"What service? I don't see a waitress in sight." Jared smiled.
"That's because she cut me off," Dean chuckled," You thirsty?"
"She cut you off? What you'd do hit on her?"
"What kind of guy do you take me for?" Dean teased getting up.
"Well you're not exactly a boy scout."
"Your just jealous because girls like me better." he stated going towards the bar.
"Girls being the operative word."
Jared chuckled to himself. He looked around once more; there really wasn't a waitress anywhere in place. Around ten booths lined the walls and above him was a balcony area, too dark to see. Hearing the jukebox click on him chuckled himself, because he actually knew the words.
-"Well I walk into the room, passin out hundred dollar bills. And it kills and it thrills, like the horns my Chevrolet Silverado grill. I buy the bar a double round of crown. And everybody's getting down in this town.-"he stopped when the real Jensen sat back down.
"Lemme guess save a horse ride a Padalecki?"
"You wish." He teased wiggling his eyebrows.
"And you wonder why people think we're gay?"
"So where's my beer? You never did tell me why you like this place."
"They won't serve me, Pink cut me off.Gotta love the service though."
"You just said that," Jared shook his head; this was probably a reason his buddy had been cut off," Who's Pink?"
"I'm Pink." She stated coming up.
"Hey this is Jared, Pink do you think there's any way you can get the big guy here a drink?" He asked.
"Sure." she smiled going to the bar.
"Cute ain't she? Been serving all night I bet she's beat."
Jared didn't have a chance to reply as she sat down a long neck in front of him.
"I guess you'd like something stronger than Michelob light. Jensen said you think of that as chick beer. So did he say anything interesting?" she asked sitting down.
Jared took a sip. The girl was getting a little comfortable and why did she want to know what they had been talking about? Maybe she was a fan Jensen had been chatting with, he did like to that.
"Not much really, unless my buddy here has something to tell me."
"Well..."Jensen trailed off.
Jared took another drink as they both started laughing, their own private joke. Pink stood back up and asked if he wanted a re-fill. Jared shook his head.
"Ok I've got tables, don't get into too much trouble boys." She finished walking away.
"You sure you don't want another?" Jensen asked standing up.
"No. I'm fine man."
"K, I'm gunna change the song." Jensen mumbled walking away.
Jared nodded then concentrated on finishing the beer. When Dean came and sat back down.
"I thought you wanted to change the song?" he asked as his friend sat down two beers.
"Good news the bartender took pity on me." he chuckled
"Jen, I just said I'm still on this one."
"No you said you wanted a beer and I got you one. fine I can it back." he scoffed getting up.
"Jensen what?" he asked shaking his head. Jensen was acting a little strange tonight.
Jensen saw his cue and sat back down, holding a longneck.
"Thought you need another soon."
"Jensen I just-,"He stopped," Why don't you drink it."
Jensen nodded, being quiet.
"Man, I have to ask. What was that?"
Jensen bit his lip holding back laughter.
"What was what?"
Jared started back, and then smirked.
"You're trying to get back at me for that prank, right?"He accused.
"Jar, I was just at the bar getting a drink. Your a little coo-coo tonight maybe you've been working to hard." he replied seriously.
"Where did you get that?" Pink asked walking up.
"Bartender took pity on me. Pink I'd like you to meet my buddy Jared."
"We've already met;" She turned to Jared and whispered," Now you see why I'm cut him off." She finished making a glug-glug sign with her hand.
"Yeah man maybe we should-"Jensen cut-in.
"You think we should tell him now?" he asked pink wagging his eyebrows.
Jared took a long drink; Jensen was clearly three sheets to the wind, now the messers become the messes.
"You guys got some gossip! I know Pinks having your love-child!"
Pink is flabbergasted; this was the second time tonight that someone guessed that was with child. Jensen just sat there, trying not to laugh. Jared looked between them, and his face grew worried.
"Jensen! She's like what 16?!This is not Arkansas!"
"Why does everyone think I'm pregnant? Do I look pregnant?!" Pink nearly shrieked.
Jensen busted out in laughter, Jared soon joining. Prompting pink to snake both their beers and walk away.
"Hey I was kidding! I'm sorry," Jared yelled apologetically getting up," She knows I was kidding right?"
"Man, I dunno-Hey where are you going?" Jensen yelled after him.
Jared felt horrible, so he went after her. He sure wasn't going to make this poor girl upset; his momma did raise him right after all. Going fast up the dark stairs, he ran straight into a young man standing up there.
"Oh sh—sorry..."He stopped when their eyes met.
"Holy crap it's Dean Forrester!"