Bar Brawl

Dean had not argued the face Ashley was driving this time, but he had refused to be put in the back seat of his own car because he would just feel weird. "So these omens" Dean tried to start up a conversation just to feel less idle.

"Yeah uh just the usual cattle mutilation, weird weather, and electrical storms" Sam answered from the back.

"But then how do we know it's Crowley?" Ashley piped up, asking the question on everyone's mind.

"Just trust me" he said, earning a weird look from both siblings.

"You better be right Sammy" Ashley threatened as she tucked her left foot up under her knee to support her leg for the rest of the drive.

"Cas on high" Sam started in on his prayer to get the angel to stop by and help the Winchesters locate Crowley. "Please Cas, we could use some help" he sighed rubbing his hands over his face in frustration when he saw the angel still had not appeared.

"Told you, he doesn't like your prayers" Ashley snickered when she heard a knock on the door.

"Her's are more entertaining" Castiel said stepping past Sam who stood there with a wounded look on his face. "So, why do you need help finding Crowley?"

"Well I know he is here, but I don't know where exactly" Sam admitted.

"He's been in a bar on Main Street every night with his hounds chained up in the alley" Castiel informed the hunters in the room "and you were right to come here. He is forming an attack plan against Ashley."

"Wait, what? When?" Dean chocked on his water from the other side of the room.

"Soon" Cas responded walking back towards the door but stopped short to pull something from his robe. "Here take this" he handed her an angel blade.

"What's this for?" We already have the demon blade."

"Yes, but that didn't work. If you stab him with both, we think it might do the trick."

"Alright, thanks Cas" she said as he disappeared out the door.

"Well looks like we are going out tomorrow" Dean said happy to finally have a case in a bar.

Sam had agreed to be the designated driver and the better hunter for the night, so he sat in the booth sipping his coke while Dean had a beer. Ashley was off playing bait and hitting on a frat boy who had bright blue eyes that liked to travel all over her. "Betcha she would have gone home with him tonight if we weren't working" Dean said winking over at his brother.

"Yeah, because you taught her everything as soon as she could pass for 21!" Sam laughed, clearly not taking the bet.

"Yeah, I did" Dean laughed, sitting back to admire his handiwork when the lights began to flicker.

"Here we go" Sam said draining the rest of his warm coke and pulling the demon knife out of his waistband. Ashley also saw the lights and decided it was time to pull the frat boy onto the dance floor, where she positioned herself to see everything happening on the floor while he grinded away behind her.

Dean got up to start his plan of attack, which was similar to Ashley's but to start a fight. "Hey you" he shouted playing his most belligerent drunk "blondie-how you doin'" he caught her attention, as well as her date's.

"Hey buddy, why don't you just leave?"

"No, I wanna dance with blondie" Dean said bracing himself for the flying punch.

"Dean buddy" a British accent said behind him causing the hair on his neck to stand straight up. "I got him now, thanks lad" he said towards the blonde's date.

"Crowley" Dean said as the couple walked away.

"Why don't you tell your little soldiers to stand down" Crowley motioned over his shoulder, where Sam and Ashley were standing side by side ready to jump.

"No need" Dean said flashing the long narrow blade under his jacket "why don't you come join us out in the alley" he said ushering him towards the back door.

The alley was dark and chilly. Upon seeing their master, the invisible hell hounds that protected Crowley began to growl. Once the other two Winchesters came out into the alley, the hounds began to bark even louder.

"Now Winchesters, my pups are hungry and I need to feed them. Hurt me and they will go rabid tearing you to shreds. But Dean, you enjoyed that last time didn't you?"

"Lucky for you, I like guns" Ashley said pulling a shotgun out from who knows where and took a step forward. She could feel all three of the weird looks she was getting from the boys. This had caused enough of a distraction to allow Dean to stick the angle blade into his chest, and Sam to stick the demon blade into his back, once her brothers got control over their racing minds. The barks of the invisible hounds got louder and more aggressive as Sam dragged the meat suit Crowley previously occupied back to the Impala while Ashley kept the hounds at bay with the salt rounds to allow her brothers to get in unscathed and pull her in.

"He's dead" Castiel said removing his hand from the meat suit's chest cavity where he was searching for a soul.

"Thanks Cas" Sam said handing him back the angel blade right before he disappeared.

Ashley was so relieved, she didn't know what to even do until she remembered the frat boy said there was a house party tonight. "I'm going out" she said putting on some makeup.

"Ah! Told you Sammy!" Dean celebrated from the sitting room "go get him Killer".

"Please tell me you didn't bet him Sam" Ashley said as she walked out the door.

"Dean" she whispered into the payphone "I need help." That last word had woken Dean up and brought him right into a sitting position.

"What- where are you" he barked into the phone, throwing a pillow at Sam to wake him up. "Stay there, and find cover!"

"What the hell Dean" Sam said looking at the clock, still sprawled out on his stomach and half asleep.

"It's Ash" Dean said tossing Sam's shoes to him, "she's hurt bad."

AN: I will be able to post a little more this week, but next week is going to be crazy again! Tell me what you think! Thank you for sticking with me!