"Do we know each other?"
"Nope." With that, Mace turned and left Dean alone in the alley with a burning dumpster.
"What a bitch," he muttered.
Dean sulked back into the bar where he found his brother flirting with the bartender, Holly. Flirting! That's my thing! he thought. He rolled his eyes as he watched the two. I guess Sammy has to get some some way or another.
He plopped back onto the stool he had occupied earlier and interrupted the two, "So what's her story?"
She looked at him. "Excuse me?"
"Can I have another beer?" Dean tried his 'flirty' smile on her, but she rolled her eyes and fetched him his drink. "Thanks, sweetheart," he said when she set the bottle in front of him.
"Let it go, Dean," Sam said, teasing his brother. "Can't you see she has no interest in you?"
Dean stuck his tongue out at Sam then took a swig of his beer. "Speaking of no interest, what's Mace's story?"
Holly looked at him like he was some sort of creep. "Why do you care?"
"Because I went out there to save her ass from a vampire, when I caught them fighting each other," Dean explained, sassing up his tone a bit.
"You didn't interrupt, did you?" Holly's expression was suddenly worried.
"She would've ended up dead if I hadn't!"
"You at least let her have the kill, right?"
Dean focused on the beer bottle in his hands. "Umm..."
"Well no wonder she's pissed at you!" Holly laughed. "Mace hates it when another hunter takes her kill."
"So...question." Dean was feeling slightly awkward, but he pushed those feelings down with another gulp of his beer. "How come you point out vamps for her?"
"Holly is one of Mace's contacts," Sam answered.
Dean glared at his brother.
"What? We got talking when you were out."
"Do I need to spend a night in my Baby?" Dean asked, annoyed.
Holly rolled her eyes as she wiped down the counter, obviously knowing who 'Baby' was.
"No, Dean. You don't need to spend a night in your car. You may want to get another motel room, though," Sam said, face serious, eyes grinning.
"Aaand that's where I end that conversation," Holly said. "I'm taken."
Dean smacked his brother's shoulder. "Ha!"
"I already knew that, Dean," Sam chuckled, shoving Dean back. He glanced at Holly. "Her name is Susan, right?"
Dean blanched as Holly nodded. "Well I guess that rules out my chances."
Holly dropped the rag to the counter. "So...you wanna know about Mace, right?"
"Yeah. Anything you can tell me about her." Dean was happy for the change of subject, especially when it turned to something that he wanted to talk about. Not that two women fucking each other was a nice topic, but Mace was a more interesting topic to him at the moment. She was definitely a hunter, there was no doubt about that, but she reminded him so much of someone he knew, but he couldn't exactly pinpoint who that was. Dean wanted to get Mace's background story; he wanted to know why she was so familiar, but most of all, he wanted to know why it seemed like she knew him.
"Well, there's not much that I can share," Holly said. "Mace is a particularly private person. I know that she went through some shit with her parents, but who doesn't?" she joked.
Dean and Sam didn't answer. They knew all too well about the subject on 'parental problems'.
"Tough crowd," muttered Holly when the boys ignored her teasing tone. "Anyways, she's young and she's seen a hell of a lot more than a girl her age should have."
"How old is she?" Sam asked.
Holly opened her mouth to answer, but a voice on the other side of Dean spoke instead, "Nineteen."
The 'owner' of the voice hopped onto the empty stool next to Dean, grabbed a bottle of some clear alcohol and a shot glass, and poured herself a drink. "Hiya boys. Havin' fun gossiping about me?"
Holy crap, it's been a long time since I've updated.
Terribly sorry, guys. My senior year is nearing it's end (I have one week left!) and so hopefully I'll be able to update more often.
But, thanks to those who have read this so far, and I hope you are enjoying it!
Kisses,
Rachel