Just so you know, Vivian is bisexual, so if you're not into the whole girl on girl thing, you might want to skip the last half of this chapter. If you're not into that, I don't want to hear about it, so no flames because I will report anti-gay slurs and comments as well as anything related to such. You have been warned. Don't like it? Don't read it and take your close-minded views elsewhere! Rant now over. As always, read and review! Thanks for reading! -Veronique

Sam ordered a Pepsi, Dean a whiskey on the rocks and Vivian asked for a straight shot of vodka. Both Sam and Dean gave her a strange look, but she just shrugged. "I had ah rough night. You two saw… Plus, if I don't start heavy, I can't enjoy it as much." She smiled, ordered a second shot and left for a table of traveling college boys with overstuffed backpacks. Dean and Sam sipped at their drinks.

Sam spoke first. "I hope she doesn't drink too much, I'd hate to have her throw up on the way back."

"From what she's told me, she could 'drink present me under the table by the time she turned sixteen'."

"Damn… Alright then, I just hope she doesn't do anything stupid."

"It's Vivian, do you really think she'd do something stupid? She's a hunter."

"Exactly, she's a hunter, and a good one. Mix that with a bit of alcohol and you often get an over confident and trigger happy hunter, not a smart one."

Dean nodded and drained his drink. "Well, while she'd busy killing her liver, I'm gonna go chase some tail." He grinned at Sam who shook his head with a smile.

"Have fun." Dean winked and made his way over to a pair of lonely looking women in a dark corner. Sam shook his head again and then finished his Pepsi before ordering another one. Soon, he walked over to Vivian who was still chatting with the college kids. "How's everything over here, Vivian?"

Vivian smiled a sultry smile at him. "It's goin' great! These guys were just tellin' me about their cross country trip they're takin' for ah college class."

"That's cool! And how's that going?" The boys looked up at the older male with varying degrees of jealousy and respect. He brushed it off as leftover teenage angst, as these boys were obviously just turned twenty one, or thereabouts.

A blonde with a red t-shirt answered, "It's going pretty well, we just stopped here for the night. We just came from Fargo and are planning to go back up through Montana before heading to Colorado."

"Nice! Well, it was great to meet you guys, I hope your trip goes well!" Sam turned to Vivian. In a low voice he said, "I'm going to see how Dean is doing, but just so you know, he might not come back to Bobby's tonight, just so you know. So if he's with someone, can I catch a ride with you?"

Vivian tried to disguise her disgusted grimace with a smile, but Sam saw right through it. "Sure," she said. "Just let me know when yer ready." Sam smiled and patted her shoulder before he left. He spotted Dean in a lip lock with one of the girls, while her friend watched with an angry expression. Sam grimaced. He tapped Dean on the shoulder.

"Vivian said that she'll give me a ride back to Bobby's, so if you want to stay a bit longer you can."

Dean grinned, "Awesome, I'll see you tomorrow!" Sam shook his head before turning to the neglected friend.

"You look a little lonely." Sam smiled warmly at her. She immediately perked up a bit.

"A little, why? You offering?" She winked at him. Sam smiled and shook his head.

"No, sorry, but I was wondering if you'd like to join my friend and I for a drink?"

The woman sat for a moment before nodding. "At least I won't be a third wheel."

Sam chuckled and put out his elbow for her to curl her arm around. "I never got your name."

"Laura. And you?"

"Sam. And this is Vivian." Sam tapped Vivian on the shoulder as she ordered another drink from the bar.

"Ready?" Vivian smiled until she noticed Laura. "Who's yer friend?"

Laura held out her hand with a smile. "My name is Laura, and I just met Sam. His friend over there, is wrapped around mine." She pointed over her shoulder at Dean and the other girl. Vivian nodded, understanding.

"I see, well, yer welcome tah hang out with Sam an' me." She smiled at Laura and told Sam with her eyes that Laura was supposed to sit between them. Sam gave her a confused look, but he complied. "So, what's yer poison?"

"After my night was ruined for a brief moment, I think I need something a bit stronger. Gimme a Kinky and lemonade." Vivian grinned and ordered the drink.

"So, Laura, what is it you do?"

"I work as a bank teller in town. It's stressful sometimes, but it makes me good money."

"That's always ah plus."

"Yeah it is." Laura took a sip of her drink. "What is it you two do?"

Sam spoke first. "I'm a traveling salesman. I get to see the country, but it doesn't make me very much."

"That sucks."

"Yeah it does. Vivian over there is a journalist."

"That's so cool! Do you write for a paper or a magazine?"

"Magazine. It's called 'Experiencing the World' an' I write articles for their sex advice section."

Sam choked a little on his drink, a smile threatening to break over his face. "Oh really?" Laura was intrigued, hanging on Vivian's every word. "How do you get your material?"

Vivian grinned and gently ran a single finger over Laura's arm. "Personal experience." Laura gulped. Sam was trying his very best not to laugh, but then he noticed the hungry look in Vivian's eyes. He swallowed and then stood up.

"I'll be right back." He then made his way to the bathroom, trying his hardest not to run, but his surprise was making it extremely difficult. Once in the privacy of the tile walls, he ran a hand over his face and chuckled. It wasn't as if he was disgusted that Vivian swung both ways, he was just surprised. The more he thought about it though, the more he realized that it was very much like Vivian. She was just so wild and untamable that it just fit. He grinned at his reflection in the mirror and went to find Dean. If the night ended up the way he thought it would, he'd have to find another way home.

When he got to the bar, both Vivian and Laura were gone, so he walked over to Dean. At the moment, Dean and his latest make-out buddy were dancing suggestively to the music. He tapped Dean on the shoulder and said, "Can I talk to you for a second?"

Dean flashed an apologetic smile to his blonde dance partner and followed Sam to the bar. "What's up? I thought Vivian was giving you a ride home."

"Vivian found a bed buddy for tonight, like you did."

"What?! You mean she took home one of those college kids?" Dean was furious, for some unidentifiable reason.

"No, she disappeared with the friend of your bed buddy."

"She-… Wait what?" Dean was confused. Vivian was straight, wasn't she?

"Yep. I'm actually going to go and see if she really left or if she's just outside. If she's gone, then I need to call Bobby."

Dean was still confused, but before Sam left and before he could ask about it, Vivian came in through the front door, sporting slightly mussed hair and a shit eating grin. Laura stumbled in behind her, hair wildly out of place and dress wrinkled. She blushed as she walked past Vivian who winked, and then ran to her friend, to talk in hushed tones. Soon, both blondes left, Laura grinning and her friend scowling. Laura handed Vivian a slip of paper and left, the door swinging closed behind her.

Dean and Sam both gave her startled and confused looks and she scowled. "Ugh, I need 'nother drink." The brothers followed and sat on either side of her.

"So what was all that about?" Dean smirked as Vivian downed her whiskey.

"She was pretty, I was horny, she wanted tah get laid, I ate her out. End of story."

"You-… I never would have thought."

"Funny, that seems like ah common occurrence. But now I'm frustrated because I didn't get off." Vivian drained another glass and stood tossing a few bills onto the counter. "So, let's get goin' before I punch somethin'."

Sam and Dean almost leapt from their seats and followed her out the door, both confused, startled and slightly turned on.