Chapter Six

A week later, with all moving boxes unpacked the four friends sat down on the beige suede sofa, tucking into a Chinese take away.

"So where are you girls going tonight again?" Sam asked before pushing in a chop stick full of noodles into his mouth.

"Serendipity, it's a bar down the town." Maggie answered mouth full of sweet 'n' sour chicken.

"I don't see why we can't come?" Dean sulked before stuffing a hand full of prawn crackers into his mouth.

"Because it would kind of defeat the object of girls night." Lola replied, making quotation fingers, her eyebrows raised. Dean leant back in his seat sulkily, cramming another handful into his mouth.

Maggie laughed softly, slapping her hands onto her knees as she rose to her feet,

"I'm going to finish getting ready."
"Yeah…I think I'll join you." Lola agreed, slurping up one final noodle as she stood up also, gently touching the towel a top of her head, wrapped tightly like a turban, "Do you have any mousse…?" She could be heard asking as she followed Maggie towards the stairs.

Dean and Sam continued to eat in silence until Sam turned on Dean quickly,

"Dude," He began seriously, "Say something!"

"Uh…something…?" Dean mumbled with a frown,

"You know what I'm talking about."

"I honestly don't."

"Tell her that you're still in love…"

"Not this again!" Dean fumed, flailing his arms in the air,

"What?" Lola asked as she re-appeared, sans her towel and helping herself to Dean's prawn crackers,

"Nothing." Dean replied, "Hey! They're mine!"

"Awh…c'mon…share!" She whined, "I always share my Doritos with you!"

"And I always share my MnM's with you so we're even!" He snorted, snatching the bag off of her,

"Heeeey…" She whimpered, "Please Dean!" She begged, "I'm still hungry!"

Dean shrugged,

"Get a cookie or something…"

"But I want those…"

Sam rolled his eyes as Lola knelt on the sofa beside him, reaching across Dean to grab the bag back,

"Well princess Lola doesn't always get what princess Lola wants!" Dean remarked,

"Yeah…tell me about it…" Lola muttered, raising her eyes to the ceiling, "Oh come on Dean…please…" She continued, "I'll give you something."

"Oh my God man! Give her the crackers!" Sam snapped,

"What will you give me?" Dean asked with a grin, ignoring his brother,

"What do you want?" She asked innocently, completely oblivious to the undertones. Dean smirked slyly and Lola suddenly caught on, "Dean!" She scowled, pushing herself away from him in disgust, "Filthy mind…" She grumbled, "I don't want the stupid things anymore…" She huffed, stalking back out of the room, "Disgusting man…"

Sam shook his head with a heavy sigh,

"What?" Dean asked, confused,

"That was a sickening display…"

"What?" He asked again,

"Seriously dude…just…get a room…" He breathed, shaking his head before retuning to the white cardboard container of noodles that he'd been cradling against his chest the entire time. Dean was about to argue, but decided to let it slide, promptly closing his mouth, rolling the top of the prawn cracker bag slightly.

Upstairs, Maggie fiddled impatiently with her hair in the mirror before puckering her lips together and smacking them to spread her lipstick. Grinning at herself, she watched in the reflection as Lola stalked into the room and threw herself onto the bed. Maggie's smile dropped as her best friend growled loudly, throwing her arms and legs up in the air. She turned, leaning back against her beauty table, propping her elbows on the top and tilted her head,

"What's wrong…?" She sighed,

"Nothing."

"That's a lie." Maggie said as she stood and walked over, dropping down onto the bed beside Lola, "What happened?"

Lola whipped the towel off of her hair in frustration and threw it across the room in a strop,

"Dean! Dean Winchester happened!"

"Oh Lord…" Maggie breathed, "What's he done now?"

"Been his usual self-centered and obnoxious self! Why can't he be more like…" Lola trailed off, "Never mind." She sat up abruptly and turned to Maggie, leaning her face in close with an excited grin, "We're going out and nothing's going to spoil that!"

"I'm surprised you managed to find the time." Maggie joked, "You've been out with Tristan everyday this week."

"…and?" Lola asked, raising her eyebrows,

"Nothing…I'm just…I worry, because I care." She continued seriously, taking Lola's hand gently between hers, "Sam and I…we really want you two to get on…you're really cute together and you care about one another a lot and…we worry…"

"Okay…Maggie…you need to relax." Lola said soothingly, "Dean and I are complicated, but Dean does not come into this whole thing with Tristan. We're just very good friends."

"Lola…you don't know how to be good friends with a guy. I'm sorry, but it's true."

"It is not! What about Sam?"

"Okay…I take that back." Maggie admitted, "I've not met this guy, so I can't say but the boys think he's interested and I want you to be careful because I love you and you're my best friend." She replied honestly, "But I love my brothers too…and I don't want him to get hurt."

Lola rolled her eyes as she jumped up, hitching her jeans up her hips as she walked towards the full length mirror, tipping her head upside down to shake out her curls,

"You don't get it…" Lola muttered, beginning to get frustrated, "You don't understand how hard it is for me."

"I understand Lola…" Maggie said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed, "I know that you're lonely sometimes with just Sam and Dean."
"It's not that. I miss you, yes…but I'm not really lonely…I used to travel alone so really, having those two is a blessing…" She mumbled sadly, "I'm talking about my parents…"

"Oh Lola…" Maggie sighed, "I've lost mine too…so I do understand."

Lola whirled around,

"I was eleven years old when my mom died! How could you possibly understand?" She snapped, "I was fifteen when my dad killed himself! You do not understand! I don't expect you to understand but as my friend I expect you to know when I need someone. I need someone who isn't a hunter. I need someone who isn't a Winchester!" She threw herself down onto the floor, sitting cross-legged on the chocolate-coloured carpet, fiddling with the hem of her black jeans, "When my mom died…she died in a horrible way." She whispered, "The accident she died in…there were loads of people involved. There were so many people that my school had to set up a special group counseling class for all the kids that lost someone in it." She swallowed hard, "That's where I met Tristan." She said honestly, "His dad died in that same accident…we were friends all the way until I left for college. He went to the local college a year before I went to UCLA." She looked over at Maggie glumly, "I'm sorry I yelled…it's just…I'm sick of everyone thinking they know what's going on in my head, because nobody does…but I'm sorry I yelled…I just…need your support with this. Have faith in me that I won't do anything stupid."

"I have faith." Maggie said with a smile,

"I need Dean to understand that this isn't about him."

Maggie nodded, standing up and reaching down a hand to help Lola,

"Right…I'm gonna go and check on Joshua and then we can get out of here!"

Lola grinned,

"Totally!" She beamed, untying the cotton robe from around her waist and hanging it on the back of Maggie's door.

"Right…okay, so you promise me you'll be okay with him?"
"Maggie…relax…" Sam soothed, placing his hands on her shoulder, "Joshua will be fine. I'll guard him with my life."

"Yeah…me too!" Dean smirked.

Maggie looked worriedly at Dean before back at Sam,

"You have my cell…but if you can't reach me, try Lola…and I left the bar's number by the phone along with the hospital, the police station, Matt's hotel number and his cell number and his office number too, encase, y'know…they have another number if you can't reach him…"

"We'll be fine…" Sam repeated as Lola sauntered down the stairs in her socks,

"Right…let's give this a go." She sighed as she plonked herself onto the floor, pulling on one black leather boot and then the other. Pulling up the top of her black corset to cover her breasts better, she looked up triumphantly at the three standing above her, "How do I look?" She asked,

"Like a girl sitting on a floor." Sam shrugged,

"Get up Lola…" Maggie sighed, shaking her head, "I can see right down your top."

"Stay there!" Dean exclaimed. Lola hopped up unsteadily as she wobbled on her heels before linking arms with Maggie,

"Let's rock and roll!" She exclaimed, "C'mon Maggie…I'm sure Sam can handle it."

"Hey! What about me?" Dean asked, offended,

"Like I said…Joshua will be fine with Sam." Lola smirked, pulling Maggie towards the door,

"I'll call you when we get to the bar!" Maggie called as Lola pulled her through the doorway.