Awhile later Kayla hadn't even spoken directly to the drunken college boys that had wondered in and they were still harassing her. It had been amusing at first, then it turned into annoying, and had finally reached misdemeanor level. They just wouldn't let it go.
"Oh come on sweetheart, I just want to show you my truck."
"I stopped drinking almost an hour ago, I'm not stupid enough to go out to your damn car." She glanced to Ellen. "I'm going back to the room."
Another one of the guys stepped forward and slid a hand over her arm. "I'll help you find it."
She jerked back instinctively. "Don't touch me."
"Hey!" Ellen shouted at them. "You boys leave her alone, don't make me get the gun."
"Lay off lady, we're only having a good time."
Dean had had about enough by then and was walking towards them. "Take your good time somewhere else. Don't make her tell you again."
"Hey, we're not trying to hurt anyone." He grinned and leaned in close to Kayla, trying to be slick and murmur in her ear while reaching for her. "Come on sweetheart let's get out of here."
He almost lost it. Dean grabbed the guy and slammed him against the wall. "Touch her, and lose that hand."
The guy looked nervous. "Dude."
One of the other guys tried to be macho and pull a switchblade out. How ghetto-fabulous. "Let him go."
Dean grit his teeth. "You guys don't want to do this. Turn around now, and I might let you walk out of here in one piece."
They believed the look in his eyes, maybe they thought he was crazy, they didn't care. Dean didn't care either because the jackasses finally left.
"You ok sweetheart?" Ellen looked at her with concern, she made a mental note of the men's faces so she could kick their asses out if they ever came back.
"Yeah, fine. I could have taken them…" She smiled a little and looked at Dean. "But thank you."
Dean nodded to her and grabbed his coat, muttering a 'be careful' before walking out the door. Kayla slid back into a bar seat and sipped on the water Ellen offered her. The confrontation had killed the last of her buzz and she wished it hadn't. Now she was clear to think about Dean. He was really serious about this breaking up thing and she didn't think she could change his mind. It was miserable being around him all the time and not being able to get close to him again; it was probably time to go back home. She didn't really want to, maybe she'd just start hunting alone again.
"You want another shot? The last one's supposed to be for bravery." Ellen suggested.
She shook her head. "I tried to wait him out and I think he out-waited me." Kayla glanced around the bar. "Let me help you clean up, and yes I insist."