He's a good-time cowboy casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
He looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery
He's the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don't want to fight
You better run for your life
Cowboy Casanova ~Carrie Underwood
"Just act natural."
Felicity told Sam and Dean as they walked into Golden Gods Gym. The three of them were dressed like anyone going to the gym; shorts, runners, and a comfortable shirt. Felicity was at the head of their small three man group, she walked right up to the front desk where a young woman was sitting flipping through a magazine.
"Hi."
The young woman look up from her celebrity gossip magazine to met Felicity's eyes. She blew a bubble in her pink gum and popped it before speaking to Felicity.
"Can I help you?"
"Well, me and my brothers here just moved into town and we're looking for a gym. We were wondering if we could do some kind of trail run here or something?"
The receptionist looked from Felicity back to Sam and Dean and her eyes lit up. Without looking she grabbed a few clipboards from a spot on her desk and handed them to Felicity.
"Fill these out and bring them back. Then I'll set you up with someone."
She said winking at the boys. Felicity rolled her eyes and took the clipboards from her and turned to the two behind her.
"You heard her."
She said handing them each a board, then Dean shot a wink at the woman behind the desk. Felicity could hear her giggle, and again she rolled her eyes. She grabbed Dean's arm and lead him over to the other side of the room where there were chairs. The three of them sat down and started to fill out their paperwork. As Felicity filled out the blank spaces on the paper, she'd look over at Dean who was still looking at the repationist.
"Stop it."
She told him smacking his arm. Dean's head whipped around and gave her a look.
"What?"
"We're on the job captain honry pants. Focus. See anything Sam?"
Felicity asked now turning to look at the other Winchester who sat next to her. Sam look away from the other half of the gym and shook his head.
"Nothing. This is the tenth gym we've been to. Maybe your theory is wrong?"
"It can't be."
She said looking back to her paper, filling out the rest of the spaces. When she was done, she got up from her chair and walked back over to the receptionist.
"Here you are."
She said with a fake smile, putting the clip board on the desk. The young woman looked up and took the board and scanned over the paperwork.
"I'll be right back. Let me go get Brock."
She said getting up from her office chair. The repionsit walked over to a door that read "Staff Only" and disappeared behind the door. Seconds later she came back out with a large man walking close behind her. When Felicity saw him her heart jumped into her throat. It was one of them.
"Okay, Courtney. This is Brock. He'll be your trainer for the day."
Felicity looked over at Brock and smiled. He put out his hand and she reluctantly took it and shook. He was tall, maybe as tall as Sam. His arm muscles were the first real thing that Felicity noticed about him, they were large and look like he could snap a tree in half. He had two full sleeve tattoos on his arms. If he wasn't a killing machine demigod then Felicity would have loved to sit down and look at his tattoos. His hair was short, like Dean's but only it was dark brown. Even his eyes reminded her of Sam and Dean, they were dark and look like that had seen some stuff that they weren't proud of. What Brock was wearing made him look like a gym rat. He had on deep red mesh shorts that stopped a little bit before his knee, his shirt had once had sleeves but they were cut off and the slits went down his sides. Normally Felicity would be all over a guy like this, but he was the son of Ares.
"It's good to met you Courtney. Now let's get this show on the road."
Felicity looked back at Sam and Dean to see that they had the same amount of worry in their eyes as she might have.
Felicity laid down on the bench and put her hands up on the bar of the weight. Her blue eyes looked up at Brock who was standing above her with his hands cupped underneath the bar.
"Darla told me that you and your brothers just moved to town."
"Yeah. We moved here from Topeka."
"That's cool. What made you move here?"
"Work. What about you? How long have you lived here?"
"My brother and I have been here for a few months. I lived out here first, but he just moved here from New Mexico."
"Oh well New Mexico is different."
Felicity said as she lifted the the bar with two twenty pound weights on each side.
"Have you been there?"
"I was there last week."
"For work?"
"Yeah."
Felicity said as she moved the bar up and down five times before Brock helped her place it back on the rack.
"That was a good rep. Now we need four more of those."
Letting out a grunt Felicity put her hands back up on the bar and lifted it again. She finished her set and then sat up and let out a labor breath.
"Here."
Lifting her head up Felicity saw Brock handing her a water bottle. She said thank you and took a drink from it.
"What does your brother do?"
"He's a trainer too. Today's his day off."
She nodded and then watched him. He didn't seem like a killer, but then again don't all of them seem that way.
"What are you two twins or something?"
"Actually we are."
"Oh, that's cool."
"What about your brother?"
"What- Oh right. My brothers. I'm the baby."
Brock smiled at her and then Felicity stood up and smiled back.
"What do you say we go for a run?"
"Sure thing. You're the boss."
Brock let out a little chuckle and then he started to walk over to the treadmills and Felicity looked around for Sam or Dean, but couldn't find them anywhere.
"Coming Courtney?"
"Yeah."
When Felicity and the boys were finally done with their workouts they made their way out to Felicity's Mustang. She was almost through the front door when Brock called her name. Turning around she saw him walking over towards her.
"Yeah Brock?"
"Look I never do this, but would you want to have a drink with me tonight?"
"Um…"
Looking back outside she saw Sam and Dean standing still waiting for her. Turning her head back to Brock she smiled and looked at the ground for a half a second before looking up at him.
"Yeah. I'd love to. You can get my number from my paper work."
She with a wink then left the building, leaving Brock standing there with a grin on his face. Felicity took a few quick steps to catch up with the boys, who were looking at her with a confused look on their faces.
"What was that?"
"Brock asked me to go get a drink with him tonight. I figure that's the best way for me to get to him and his brother."
"Really whore yourself out to get to them."
Dean said interjecting her plan. Felicity rolled her eyes and glared up at him.
"Please Dean. If they were girls, you'd be doing the same thing."
He didn't say anything and Felicity took that as her win and continued walking to her car.
"Felicity do you think this is such a good idea?"
"I'm going to be fine Sammy. Don't worry. I'm a big girl."
She told him as she unlocked her car and got into the driver's seat.
Felicity sat at the bar with a glass between her hands. She had been sitting at the bar for almost ten minutes. After about a half an hour of convincing Dean that she could handle herself on this he had let her go. Brock had texted her a few minutes ago saying that he was looking for a place to park and that he was sorry that he was late.
"Courtney!"
She heard his voice call out from the crowd of people in the bar. Turning around felicity saw him walking towards the bar and he had his hand in the air waving at her. Smiling and waving back Felicity looked him up and down as he walked towards her. He was out of his gym rat clothes and was now wearing a pair of jeans, a simple black shirt, and a dark gray jacket. It was simple but it worked on him.
"Sorry about the wait."
He said when he got to her and as he wrapped her in a quick hug.
"It's fine really. I wasn't waiting long."
Felicity said with a smile then she drank from her beer. Brock smiled again and took the empty bar stool next to her. He flagged down the busy bartender and ordered a beer then turned to look at Felicity.
"Wow. You look even better out of work out clothes."
Felicity giggled and moved a piece of her hair behind her ear.
"You're too sweet."
"Well it's true sweetcheeks."
Felicity could feel her face get hot because of Brock. He smiled at her and winked at her.
"So what is it that you do?"
"I'm a… how do I explain this? Um… I go around the country and collect cars parts from my dad's auto shop."
"That sounds exciting."
"Sometimes. So how did you get into the personal trainer business?"
"I've always loved fitness. It's a bit of a family business I guess."
Then the bartender came over and placed Brock's pint glass down in front of him. He picked it up and held it up in the air for a moment.
"To family business."
"Family business."
Brock and Felicity clinked their glasses together then took a drink.
"Did you drive here?"
"No. My brothers dropped me off. They were heading out this way."
"Oh. Do you want a ride?"
"Sure."
Felicity said with a smile as they exited the bar together. They walked down a block and a half before Brock lead her across the street to his black truck. He unlocked it and Felicity hurried over to the shotgun seat. When Brock started the car within seconds he got out of the parking spot and started to drive away.
"My motel is the other way."
"Really now? Well Felicity I have other plans."
Brock said making Felicity's eyes widen in panic. She went to open the door put the door locked and Brock's free hand grabbed onto her.
"What? You didn't think I figured you out?"
"Which one are you?"
"Phobos. And don't try your tough girl act. I know you're scared."
"What are you talking about."
"Oh Felicity, I can smell your fear. You know that only makes me stronger. Now let's go visit my brother shall we? He misses you. He didn't get to finish what he planned for you."
Felicity kept her eyes on him as her right hand snaked around her back, going for the gun that she had hidden in the waistband of her jeans.
"How'd you figure me out?"
"I saw your possession tattoo. THe only people who have that are hunters. Then I talked to my brother about you and he remembered you from New Mexico."
Felicity's fingers wrapped around her gun. With as little movement as she could make she pulled it out from behind her and she was about to pull it on Phobos but his hand tightened on her and pulled her towards him. Sending her hand landed in his lap and his hand went from her arm to her right hand, ripping the gun from her.
"You think that this was going to work on me? I'm a god sweetheart."
"Demigod. Don't flatter yourself Phobos."
"You have quite a tongue on you. You know that."
He said with a wicked smile on his face as he dropped the gun to the floor of the truck. Felicity tried to move but Phobos held her down.
"Now come on sweetcheeks. Why don't you stay a while."
"Go to hell Phobos."
"That mouth of your's again."
He said with a chuckle. Felicity rolled her eyes and tried again to move, but was stopped again.
"Deimos is going to quite pleased on what I'm bring home for him. He missed you Felicity."
Author's Note:
I didn't think I was going to be able to have this out today, but I stand corrected. Sorry if this chapter is kinda shitty, I had a ready busy week and weekend (watching football and visiting my family in the city). I didn't have a lot of time to work this one out. Trust me, next week will be better!
Well, tonight is the night! Supernatural is back! Sorry, I'm super stoked about it!
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