A/N: Okay...since no one really read this last time, and if you did, we didnt hear about it. So, put out reviews or we'll...*looks at Persephone* what were we going to do? Oh yeah. No more putting out. Or we'll whip you. We havent decided yet.
Ace snacked on the lunchable as Dean and Sam drove up in a... Minivan. She started laughing causing Jinx to look up from her spot under the hood. She looked over and laughed as well.
"It is not funny," Dean said.
"Oh, it is," Ace said feeding the rest of her crackers to Baby.
"What happened to the impala?" Jinx asked wiping her hands.
"Sam drove it and caused the accident."
"Did not, Dean. A semi hit me."
"So, he says."
"So, what now?" Ace asked bringing them back to the present.
"We go into the roadhouse. Then we sit down and order beers. Or maybe you prefer a coke. Are you even old enough to drink, sweetheart?"
"I am old enough to drink, old man. I could drink you under the table."
"You?" Dean laughed.
"Yeah, me. Ass."
"Dude, really. Just go have sex already. This is getting ridiculous."
"You know, Jinx I don't agree with you very often, but I think you may have a point here," Sam had to add.
"I need a drink," Dean said walking towards the roadhouse.
"I need two," Ace said following him.
Sam and Jinx laughed. Jinx put Baby back in the jeep then her and Sam followed them inside. They walked in and found Ace with a gun to her that was held by an older woman, with her arms raised. Dean had his back to them with a petite blonde holding a shotgun to his back.
"This is all his fault," Ace said pointing to Dean.
"Is not. Sam, a little help here?" Dean asked.
"I think you got this under control, Dean," Sam said.
"Wait, Sam, Dean? As in Winchester?" the older woman asked.
"Yeah, why?" Dean asked.
"Oh God. I'm going to die," Ace said.
Dean rolled his eyes. He turned to grab the shotgun from the blonde and did. She then punched him in the nose. He heard Ace laugh. He held his nose.
"Ouch. That looked like it hurt," Jinx said.
"Jinx, not helping," he said.
"Sam, Dean, your father is John Winchester?" the older woman asked again.
"Yes," Sam answered.
"Well, damn. I'm Ellen. Nice to meet you boys. Jo, get some beers."
"And ice," Jinx said.
"How do you know our dad?" Sam asked as he and Jinx walked further into the bar. Ace sat down a bar stool still laughing at Dean, who glared at her.
"He use to hunt with my husband. You going to introduce me to your friends?" Ellen asked.
"Jinx Westen," Jinx said.
"And I am Ace Nirvana," Ace said holding out her hand, "You have a lovely establishment here."
Ellen shook her hand then looked at Sam and Jinx. "She a hunter?"
"Dude, why does everyone always ask that?" Ace asked.
"Cause, sweetheart, you don't look like you could hunt a fly," Dean answered.
Ace glared at Dean. She looked around. No one was watching. She punched him in the nose again. He yelped. Everyone turned and looked at them. She shrugged. Jinx looked at her.
"I didn't do anything," she said.
"Why do I not believe you?"
"Cause you know me."
Jinx looked over at Dean, trying not to laugh. "You okay?"
"Shut up."
"Don't talk to me like that. I didn't punch you." She said as she grabbed the ice from Jo's hands and place it gently on Dean's nose. "See, I'm being nice."
"What's the catch?" he asked as she smirked, saying nothing; Dean knew he would be paying for this later.
After Ellen had gotten everyone a beer, she looked at the boys. "So, where's your daddy at? I haven't seen him around in years?"
Dean and Sam shifted uncomfortably. "He died." Sam said as Jinx rubbed his shoulder, giving him a small smile.
"Oh." Ellen said as she looked at Jinx. "What about your daddy? He's Lucas Westen right?" Jinx nodded, knocking back her beer. "He died about five years back." Ellen shook her head; no one ever told her anything.
Jinx looked at Dean, then pulled the ice off and kissed his nose. "There all better."
"Gee, thanks." He said sarcastically as she slapped his cheek lightly.
"So, what's this thing you needed help with?" Sam asked as Ellen turned and grabbed a folder, handing it to him.
"That. Hunters come through and sometimes we have cases for them."
"That's nice of you. Are you hunters?" asked Ace as Ellen shook her head, looking at Jo as she spoke.
"No we are not, I just own a bar." They could all feel the tension in the room.
Sam cringed when he looked through the file. "What's up Sammy?" asked Jinx as he looked up at her; she knew he hated to be called Sammy.
"Nothing." He said as he closed it, then looked at Dean.
"We'll have a look at it."
"The hell we are. I wanna see first." Jinx said as Sam simply held the folder above his head.
"You are so cheating." Sam smirked as Jinx smiled wickedly, causing Sam's smirk to disappear. "Now Jinx," he started but didn't finish because she tackled him to the ground.
Ace sighed as she sipped her beer. "Sorry about her, I haven't had her house broken yet."
"I heard that." Jinx called from the floor as she tried to wrestle the file from Sam.
"Come on, pin her Sam, I taught you better then that."
"My Sam, is that a gun in your pocket or are you just really happy to see me." Sam paused and blushed giving Jinx the chance she needed to grab the file and stand.
"Works every time." She said with a wink as Ace rolled her eyes.
"What did I say about wrestling in public?"
"Remember clothes?" Jinx offered as Sam nearly choked on his beer. Jinx smiled as she opened the file.
Ace shook her head at Jinx as she looked over her shoulder at the file. "So, what is it?" she asked as Jinx smiled when she read over the part that made Sam pale.
"I love carnivals."
"Small hands, smell like cabbage." Ace quoted, causing Jinx to laugh.
"Yeah, that's why I love you."
"Likewise."
Ace and Jinx talked quietly over the file while Sam listened in fascination; they talked so fast, almost too fast. It sounded as if they were talking in code, bickering back and forth about what was eating parents.
That's when Jinx looked up and saw Jo flirting with Dean; Jinx knew crazy little school girls when she saw them; hell she grew up with the Winchesters when they were in school, and how girls chased Dean.
Apparently he didn't remember how crazy some of them could get. She smirked, biting her lip. Ace watched her, shaking her head.
"Leave them be. Let her get crazy on his ass."
"But the look on her face will be worth all of it."
"Fine, don't come running to me if you get some kind of disease."
"Uh huh." Jinx said as if she wasn't even listening when she walked over to Dean and Jo. Without hesitation she grabbed Dean by the collar and yanked him to her, kissing him hard.
Jo's jaw dropped; Ace and Sam couldn't help but laugh at her reaction. Dean's arms snaked around her waist and she smirked; he knew how to play along.
He had lost count of how many times they had done this to get girls off his case, or in some incidences, on his case. Girls do love a chase.
Jinx pulled back, still smirking. "You need a mint."
"I do, if I remember correctly-" but then Dean stopped and licked his lips. "You changed glosses?"
"I got tired of watermelon."
Dean shrugged. "Now you taste like a cupcake." Jinx smirked, raising her eyebrows.
"You should see where else I taste like cupcakes." She said as Jo made a weird noise, stomping her foot, walking off into the back of the bar.
Once she was gone, Dean and Jinx high-fived. "Works every time."
"Yep." Jinx said as she stretched her arms, grabbing her beer.
"So, we got everything we need, lets go huntin."
"Are you sure we have to bring her?" he whispered, pointing to Ace. Jinx gave him a look, raising her eyebrow.
"Excuse me?" Dean knew he was in trouble.
"Trust me, she can hold her own and more." Jinx leaned closer to him.
"In fact, you can thank her later for me being alive." Dean's eyes widen in shock for a moment.
"In fact, why don't her thank her properly." Dean made a face, causing Jinx to smile.
"Now play nicely." She said as she slapped his cheek lightly, walking over to Ace and Sam who were discussing the case.
"So, carnival anyone? I really want some corn fritters." Sam shook his head at her; if they left the carnival with less then three orders of them, he would be surprised.
Yes this is the second A/N in the chaper. Persephone and I know that y'all are busy, but if you're spending time to read this, you know it only takes about a minutes to review. We just wanna know if we're doing it right. *hears chuckling* Shut the hell up Dean. See what we have to work with? Please, help us.
Persephone: Dude, do you have any clue how much pie the man eats? Seriously... Help us out.