--Dean--

Ellen wasn't joking about hunters arriving early. Trying to make my way through the crowd of people was harder then I expected without gaining strong glares from them. Sam sat in a corner, typing lord knows what into his laptop. I suspected it was journal of some sorts like their fathers, only compiled online. After going out back to take out a bag full of trash, I opened to door to find three burly men staring me down.

"Gentlemen." I said, wiping my hands on my pants. They eyed me up and down, getting closer and closer to me.

"It's a Winchester." one of them said. Now I wouldn't normally back down from a fight but didn't want to disrupt Ellen's joy as she served up cold ones to any one who passed through the door.

"I gotta, get something from in here." I said and rushed into the back room. With my back against the door, I muttered a few choice cusswords underneath my breath when I realized I wasn't alone.

"Problem?" Evelyn asked from her perch near the window.

"Just some guys I owe money to. Nothing big." I said. She turned her head back to the window and kept her eye on the horizon. The sunset made the room a bright color of orange and red.

"I don't think we've met formally. I'm Dean, Dean Winchester." I said, extending my hand out towards her. She looked at me before sliding her tiny hand in mine.

"Nice to meet you Dean. Evelyn Hart."

"Hart, I didn't know that was Ash's last name."

"It wasn't. He's my half brother." she said, sliding a leg underneath her. A book was laying on the bed and it caught my attention.

"So you're into crime novels. I'm not a big reader myself but if I was, this one would be on my list."

"Borrow it, I've already read it." she said. I picked up the book and gave it a once over. It was little long for my taste but seemed halfway decent. The cover was tattered and the spine had seen better times.

"Jeeze how many times, 100?"

"A few." she said. I finally elicited a smile from her. I was about to say another witty comment when the door bust open. Sam stumbled in, laptop underneath his arm.

"Dean did you check out those guys near the back. I thought they were ready to kill me." Sam said, pulling his laptop closer to his chest.

"Sure they didn't just want your phone number?" I said, chuckling at my comment. Evelyn though, remained stoic and Sam rolled his eyes. "Just check if the coast is clear you idiot." I said. Sam cracked open the door, letting his eyes peer out on the crowd when he jumped back.

"Would you boys quit goofing off and get out of there. Ellen needs a few more cases of beer." Bobby's voice said from the other side.

"Right away." Sam said after taking breath.

"Check yourself you might've wrecked yourself." I said, laughing once again. A small smile crept up on Evelyn's face as Sam and I slid out the door.

"Nice meeting you Evelyn." I said.

"Nice meeting you too Dean." she said. I gently shut the door and followed Sam and Bobby down to the basement. Setting the book on top of a case, I grabbed a large one off the nearby stack when I caught Sam peeking over at the book.

"What?"

"You read now?"

"I've always read."

"Something that doesn't have pictures?"

"Funny."

"Now I better check myself before I wreck myself. Ha!" Sam said making his way up the stairs. I grumbled as followed him upstairs. I set the case down before grabbing a beer for myself.

"Hey Bobby. What can you tell us about those Hulk Hogan wannabe's by the back?" I said, pointing to the large guys Sam and I ran into earlier.

"Those guys? I wouldn't want to tangle with them. They're the Costing brothers. A little on the stupid side but they're good muscle when you need to hire some. I take it they tried to scare you?"

"Dean ran like a little girl to Evelyn's room." Sam said.

"You did the same thing dumbass."

"Yeah but at least I waited until they were less then five feet away from me." I threw my bottle cap at him and was about to tackle him when Ellen shot me a look.

"Still afraid of Ellen?" Bobby said, handing off a few beers to group of hard looking women.

"I swear it's like the mother I didn't get to have. That or every mother of a girlfriend I've had." Bobby laughed before heading off with a bucket of beer.

"You think they're out to get us?" Sam asked.

"Well they did know who I was. And I bet you cash money they're part of the group that's going to be out to get us once we step an inch out of line. We just need to keep our eyes open. Now if you'll excuse me, I spy a poker game that I can hustle." I said.