its a couple of days later, but better late then never...right guys? *cricket* i think we lost them.

Sam couldnt stop smirking as he stared at his computer screen. Jinx, without looking up at him spoke,

"Stop it."

"Stop what?"

"You know what."

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

Jinx shook her head. "I mean that silly ass grin you have on your face."

Sam looked at her. "What, you dont like my smile?"

"Not at all." she said, trying to hold back her own grin.

"I think you're lying."

"If you say so." As she turned the page in her book, she didnt hear Sam get up. Jinx squealed at the sudden movement as Sam tossed her over his shoulder, smacking her ass.

"Sam put me down."

"I dont think I want to."

"Sammy."

"Nope." Jinx looked down; boy had one fine ass. She slowly moved her hands down his back to his ass and gave a slight squeeze.

Sam closed his eyes; she always seemed to get the upper hand on him, even when it was his plan.

"Ooo wallet."

Took Sam a second to register what she said before he reacted. "Hey!"

"Finders keepers."

"It was still in my pocket."

"I know, I got to get in your pants to get it." Sam said nothing as he sat her on the table, pulling his wallet from her hand before kissing her.

"I thought we agreeed on-" For once, Sam was not into talking.

He missed her lips, craved them and right now, no one was going to stop him. Jinx knew that Dean and Ace could come back any second, but she didnt care as she wrapped her legs around his hips, soflty grinding against him.

Sam's self-control was beginning to disappear. Jinx's phone started to vibrate in her pocket, causing both of them to moan.

"I should really get that." she mumbled as she pulled it out, pressing, 'talk'

"Hola."

"its vampires."

"Really?" Jinx asked, perking up.

Sam looked at her oddly; the smile on her face was a rare one. One of these nights, while he and Jinx were separated, he was going to learn Arabic, and not let them know.

"Are you sure?"

"She had fangs."

"Wow."

"Now dont go all ga-ga."

"I am not."

"Uh huh."

"Did you tell her?" Jinx heard Dean asked, then there was a smacking noise.

"Shut the hell up Pinky."

"Its not like I have any fucking clue what you're saying."

"Thats the point."

Jinx cleared her throat and Ace came back to the phone. "You are going to get it for doing this to me."

"How much am I going to get it? You know I love it kinky."

Ace groaned. "You know, it sucks being mad at you when you dont see punishment as a punishment."

"I know, i'm special like that." She heard Ace take a deep breath.

"Did you and Sam get anything?"

"Not much, but now we know about the vampires, we'll have more by the time you get back."

"I hate you."

"I love you too." she said as she hung up, smiling at Sam.

"Whats going on?" Sam asked as Jinx smiled.

"We got vampires."

Sam gave her a look. "You're almost as bad about them as Dean is about werewolves."

"Oh god, they're cool too."

"What part of evil dont you remember?" Jinx raised her eyebrow as she grabbed his button up, yanking him forward.

"What can I say Sam," she whispered in his ear. "I like biting." She moved his shirt aside and bite down, hard.

Sam was both surprised and turned on; Jinx was going to be the death of him. "Is that so?"

"Very." He made a move as do to the same to her, but she shook her head.

"No visible marks, remember."

"But you just bit me."

"You also dont go around in a tank top."

This gave Sam an idea. He figured he had enough time before the others got back to leave his mark on her. Sam knelt down, gently pushing her shirt up.

"Sam what are you-" But she was cut off by her own groan when Sam bit her right under her breast. Sam looked up at her, but Jinx's eyes were closed.

"You're a mean bastard."

Sam chuckled. "How so?" he asked as he stood, placing his hands on either side of her, boxing her in.

"Mmm, cause that was low."

"No, that was fairly high. I could have bit you lower." Jinx wanted to throw him down now, not caring if Ace or Dean walked in on them.

"Well, for that. I'm taking my walk with Baby alone now." she asked as Sam was about to counter her, but they heard the electronic beep of the door before it opened.

Ace walked in, Dean walking in after her, smirking. Neither of them noticed the tension in the room; they were too occupied in their own raging sexual tension.

"You two get anything?" Dean asked as he loosen his tie, throwing his coat on one of the chairs.

"No, Sam and I were arguing over a couple of vampire legends."

Dean shook his head. "You two can be such nerds."

"But, i'm a hot nerd, right Dean?" Jinx asked as he nodded.

"Yes. A hot nerd who is going to have a red ass after this hunt."

"Really?" she asked, her eyes lighting up.

"Dont you ever put me with her again." he nearly growled as he walked into the ajoining room.

Sam looked at her. "I should go make sure he doesnt break something."

Jinx looked over to Ace. "Yeah, I should make sure Ace isnt calling that hit man."

"She was serious?" Sam asked shocked as Jinx shrugged. "You never know with her." She waited till Sam closed the door to turn to Ace, but before she could eve get a word out, a punch landed on her cheek.

Jinx winced, rubbing her cheek, "Yeah, I dserved that."

"You bet your ass you did."

Jinx smirked at her. "He got you all worked up, come on, tell me, what did he do?" Ace looked at her, crossing her arms over her chest, debating whether to tell her or not.

Ace looked down at her shoes. She sighed and shook her head.

"It's nothing. I can handle him," Ace said.

"Ace, I know you. It is never nothing."

"It's fine."

"Tell me."

"It's nothing. He was just being his usual ass self."

"You sure?"

Jinx watched Ace. Ace pulled off her suit jacket and tossed it on the bed. She started to undo the buttons on her shirt. Jinx knew that something was bothering her.

Ace always looked at the floor or her feet when something bothered her or she tried to hide something from Jinx.

Jinx sighed and grabbed a pillow. She tossed it at her friend. Ace looked up.

"What did he do?" Jinx asked again.

"Nothing," Ace tried to lie. Too bad she sucked royally at it.

"I don't believe you. So, either you tell me or I go and ask Dean."

"He made me touch a fresh dead body. Cause he's a wuss."

Ace watched as Jinx looked at her for a moment. She then started laughing uncontrollably. Ace threw the pillow back at Jinx. Jinx still kept laughing.

"That is so not funny!" Ace said.

"Yes, it is! That is what you are so mad about? Please. There are a hundred worse things Dean could have done. Believe me, I know cause he did most of them to me."

"So, you and Dean... Why didn't you tell me about him?"

"I didn't think it mattered."

"I told you about me and Steven."

"That's different."

"Ah, how?"

"You and Steven didn't grow up together. That's what made it weird between Dean and I."

"Yeah, and I bet Dean never loved you more then you loved him."

"Awww, Ace you'll find mister perfect one day. In fact I think he is staying next door."

"Sam? Yeah, he is great."

"WHAT?"

Ace laughed and ducked as a pillow flew her way. She grabbed another one off the bed and went over to Jinx. She hit her with it. Jinx laughed and also grabbed a pillow and hit Ace with it. Both girls dissolved into giggles as they had a pillow fight.

Dean pulled on his jeans and shook his head. He could hear Jinx and Ace giggling from the next room. He smiled as he listened to Ace. This was the first time he had heard her laugh; she sounded so carefree and happy. He turned and saw Sam sitting at the table looking at his laptop.

"Sammy, did Priss tell you anything about herself?" he asked sitting on the bed and grabbing his boots.

"Why? Dean, do you like her?" Sam asked looking at his brother and raising an eyebrow.

"Sam, look at me then look at her. Do you honestly think I would ever go for priss?"

"Good point. I know she was going to school at Harvard. She is... Well, she's like a genius."

"She a what?"

"Her IQ is like 164. She was working on her Honours degree in History."

"Her what degree?"

Sam sighed. He turned towards Dean had tried to remember that this was his brother. Dean had failed out of high school. Not because he was dumb, but because he didn't like think it was as important as hunting. Their dad had made him get a GED. And that had been like pulling teeth. Sam had helped him study for it right before he had left.

"Her Ph. D in History. She was going to become a doctor of history."

"Serious? At twenty?"

"Yeah. Like I said genius."

Dean tied the laces on his boots and stood up. He grabbed his button up shirt and pulled it on. He thought about what Sam had told him. Ace was a freakin genius. He shook his head. What the hell was she doing here hunting then? She could be sitting in a classroom right now finishing her degree. Or, hell, even teaching the damn class. He grabbed his coat.

"Why the hell would she give that up for this?" Dean asked.

"I don't know Dean. Why don't you ask her? I mean you two get along so well," Sam joked.

"Very funny. You closed the deal with Jinx yet?" This earned Dean a glare from his brother. He laughed and walked towards the adjoining room, "That's what I thought."

Sam closed his laptop and stood up. He grabbed his jacket. He followed Dean into the room. He stopped dead when he saw Ace bending over with Dean watching her every move. He rolled his eyes and smacked Dean on the chest. Dean kept on looking though. Jinx sat on the bed shaking her head.

"We're ready to go. What about you?" Dean asked his eyes still on Ace's ass as she dug though her bag.

"Does it look like I am ready, Pinky?" Ace asked dumping half of her duffel on the floor.

"Missing something Ace?" Sam asked.

"Yes, I am. Jinx, give them back."

"No."

"Jinx, give me back my hot pants!"

"They are my hot pants!"

"I paid for them!"

"So? I saw them first!"

"Hot pants? Jinx, give them to sweetheart. I bet that ass would look awesome in them," Dean had to add.

Sam and Jinx shook their heads. Would he ever learn to keep his mouth shut?

Ace stood and turned to look at Dean. She gave him a smile. It was payback time. She walked over to him and stood close to him. So close he could her breath on his chin. She ran a finger down his chest and stopped at his belt. She smiled and bit her lip. She batted her lashes at him and made her violet eyes wide.

"Oh, you bet my ass looks good in them. They show the nice curve from my hip. You know, right here," she said turning and running her hand over her thigh and ass. She saw Dean's eyes follow it, "And have you seen my legs?"

Dean swallowed hard when she lifted a leg and rested it against his thigh. She smiled at him and leaned forward. She brushed against the front of his jeans and his pants instantly got tighter. She put her leg down and smirked at him.

"Too bad that you aren't ever going to get any of this ass," she finished walked away like it was nothing.

Jinx and Sam burst out laughing at the shocked look on Dean's face. Ace grabbed her bag and went into the bathroom and shut the door. Dean swore and glared at Sam and Jinx.

"I... I'll be a few minutes," he said going back to his and Sam's room.

"Oh God, he is going to jerk off, isn't he?" Jinx laughed.

"Thanks, Jinx. Cause I really wanted to think about my brother doing that," Sam said frowning.

"Well, we know he is."

"Just enough already."

"Told you. It's a matter of time before they are banging each other like bunnies."

"Aren't you the romantic one?"

"I try."

Jinx was more then tempted to go catch Dean, even though she already knew what he was doing. Just for a laugh, but she decided against it. She could hear Ace moving around in the bathroom.

"Take your time darlin, we're not going anywhere till Dean is," Jinx coughed. "Done taking care of a medical thing."

"Medical thing?" Sam mouthed to her as she nodded, smiling when she heard Ace laughing.

"Blue ball." Sam laughed as well, shaking his head.

Jinx was getting bored. Ace walked out a moment later in her oldest, torn up jeans that had seen better days, a tee shirt she was sure she had stolen from Jinx who had must likely stolen it from a one night stand and her biker boots.

Jinx was starting to get antsy.

"Would you stand still?" Ace asked as she grabbed her gun from the nightstand.

"No, I wanna kill something." Ace chuckled, rolling her eyes as she starting to look through her pile of crap on the bed.

Sam came up behind Jinx, whispering in her ear. "Only kill something."

"Shut up." She said as she pushed him away and looked at the adjoining door again. Jinx walked over and knocked.

"You want some help in there Dean? Everyone else is ready except for you." She tried not to laugh when she heard a grunt on the other side of the door. "He's almost done."

Ace looked at her disgusted as Jinx looked at her flippantly. "You know, we would already be at the bar if you hadn't worked him up."

"Worked up?" Ace asked, playing dumb.

"Uh huh, like you don't know what I'm talking about Ace. I really wish you two would just get it over with. I know my life would be better, what about you Sammy?" He looked at her, shaking his head.

"Don't put me in with you."

"Fine." She said as grabbed her keys, smiling at Ace. "You ride with the boys. I'm going to the bar now. Bye."

Ace didn't have time to register what Jinx had said before she walked out. "She did not just-"

"She did." Sam said as she looked at him, shaking her head.

"I'm killing her in her sleep."

"Please don't."

Ace rolled her eyes. "Sorry Sam, but my anger is overruling your crush on her right now."

Dean walked through the door. "Whose crush on who?" he asked as Ace and Sam turned and looked at him. "What?"

"Dude, can you not ever do that again when I'm in the next room."

"Like you haven't."

"Please." Dean looked at his brother, then cleared his throat.

"Where's Jinx?" he asked, changing subjects.

"She left."

"WHAT?"

"Blame yourself Pinky. You were taking too long."

"Must women find that to be a plus."

"Ew. Cooties."

"Who says that anymore?"

Ace raised her hand. "So, it looks like I'm riding with you two."

"I don't think so sweetheart."

"Trust me, its not like I want to, but Jinx is going to need me there."

Both men turned and looked at her; there was something in her voice that made them curious.

"What do you mean by that?" Sam asked as Ace shrugged.

"Some cases, Jinx just shouldn't be left alone." Her tone was final and Sam knew not to ask any further, but Dean was, as he stared at her in her getup.

"And why is that priss?"

"You would have to ask her." She said, shaking her head at Dean. "Its my bar wench outfit."

Dean swallowed hard before shaking his head to clear his mind. "Well lets go then. Knowing Jinx, she'll start the part early."

"That's for damn sure." Ace muttered as they walked out; she looked back at Baby and smiled.

"We'll be back Baby, promise." He barked once and she smiled again, closing the door.

Jinx smiled at the bartender; there was something about him, she wasn't sure what it was. She had scoped the bar when she walked in; it was almost completely filled with locals, but there were a few who were clearly not.

One of the men sitting by himself smoking and drinking was one of them. She could feel his eyes on her; she wanted to punch him. "So, there's no new people in town? Nothing out of the ordinary?"

"Well, there's a bunch of those hippy types. They live out in a barn by the highway."

"They been givin the law trouble?"

"Just noise complaints. Wild parties. They mostly keep to themselves."

Jinx smiled. "Sounds like my kind of party goers."

He smiled back.

"How about you? How long have you lived here?"

"About five months."

"And how do you like it so far? Those murders shake you up at all?"

He bar tender looked down, taking a deep breath. "Shook everyone up. Anything else I can get you?"

Jinx shook her head. "Not at all sugar. Thank you." She heard the door open and turned; they had all made it in one piece.

Jinx turned and leaned against the bar, cocking her head and them as they walked in. "I see you finally came out of the bedroom. Did your father teach you not to jack off on the job?"

Sam blushed when almost everyone in the bar turned and looked at all of them. Dean said nothing as he walked straight up to her, pinning her to the bar. "Well, if you weren't such a tease, I wouldn't have a problem."

Jinx laughed. "I'm not the tease you should be pinning right now." She said with a wink as she pushed him off. "Come on, I'm bored here."

"But I wanted a drink." "You can get a drink later." She said as she tugged on his sleeve; he got the picture.

Ace looked at her and she nodded. Sam and Dean looked at them questioningly but they only smiled.

"Come on." Jinx whispered as they walked out.

Hunting was a part of human nature. One most humans forgot about that now food come on a bun and fights were solved by others. It was a primal need. People called them adrenaline junkie; no this was much different.

Jinx gave Dean and Sam a hand signal, making them look down. There was their pray, the vampire. He was looking for them. He must have guessed what they were. Ace looked at Jinx and she nodded again.

As he rounded the corner, Ace slammed him into the wall as Jinx pinning him there, her forearm across his throat. "Show us those pretty pearly whites."

"Get the fuck off me."

"She asked you a question." Dean said as he looked at them, then nodded. Slowly he brought his hand to his mouth, pushing his lips up to reveal smooth gums.

"Now, would you get that knife out of my face."

Jinx raised an eyebrow. "I don't know, I didn't like the way he was lookin at me earlier, or the way he's talkin to me now."

"Jinxy." Ace said as she looked at her from the corner of her eye then nodded.

Jinx let up on him and he straighten out his jacket. "Who the hell are you?" asked Dean as he looked at him.

"Gordon Walker."

"Why were you following us?" Ace asked as he looked at her; Jinx was right, something about the way he stared made her shift uncomfortably.

"The questions Jinxy here-" Sam grabbed her arm, holding her back from hitting him. Gordon smirked. "Were interesting. And when she walked in, everyone couldn't help but stare."

"I have that effect on people."

"So do vampires."

Both Dean and Sam watched as Ace turned to Jinx, pulling her away from everyone. "I'm going to take little miss sunshine back to the bar."

"Good idea." Dean muttered as he looked back at Gordon; another hunter, this was going to be interesting.

Ace leaned against the bar scanning the crowd while Jinx knocked back shots. Ace looked up at the bartender as he placed a scotch on the bar in front of her. She nodded and watched as Jinx ordered more shots.

"Jinx, I think you've had enough," Ace said sipping her drink.

"Nope, not clearly enough. Something about that guy is off," Jinx said staring at the shot glasses.

"Yeah. They way he was looking at me..."

"Ace, all guys look at you like that. Dean looks at you like that."

"No, Jinx this was different. Dean... He looks at me and sees me, this guy... It's like he was looking inside of me. He creeped me out."

"I second that opinion."

Jinx knocked back her last shot. She stood beside Ace and wondered who that guy was. It was obvious he was another hunter but... Why did he creep her out so damn much? She shook her head. Maybe Ace was right, maybe she had had enough shots.

Ace looked up when the Winchesters came though the bar doors again. Dean looked impressed and Sam looked thoughtful.

Ace downed the rest of her drink knowing she was not going to like what the Winchesters had to say. She pulled out her father's old wallet from her back pocket and pulled out a twenty. She handed it to the bartender.

"Keep the change," she said.

He nodded and walked away. Jinx looked at Sam and gave him a smile. Sam frowned a little knowing she was on her way to being pissed out of her mind drunk.

"So, who is he?" Jinx asked.

"Gordon Walker. A hunter. He's on the tail of the vamps here. I say we follow him but Sammy here-," Dean started.
"Dean, he said he had it under control. Alright? Let it go. We'll find-," Sam started.

"No, Dean's right. We should help him. He is taking on an entire nest," Ace said.

Everyone looked at her like she was nuts. She had just agreed with Dean. Dean looked at her wondering if maybe she was warming up to him. The things they could do together in bed...

"Ace, are you nuts?" Jinx asked.

"Jinx, there is saying keep your friends close and your enemies closer. I think this Gordon might fall into the latter category."

"But he's a hunter," Dean protested.

"I still don't trust him."

"Look if we're going lets' just go. I'll ride with Jinx, since you two are so buddy buddy," Sam said walking out of the bar. Jinx looked at Ace and Dean and followed him.

"Okay, what did we do?" Ace asked leaving the bar beside Dean.

"I think it was your outfit," Dean said walking to the driver's side of the impala.

"Was not. Probably was your face."

"My face? Look in the mirror sweetheart."

"Can't. You looked in it first and broke it."

Dean looked at Ace. He couldn't think of a response so he stuck his tongue out at her. She did the same back. He started the impala and they followed Jinx who followed Gordon. Hopefully they would be able to find him.

Jinx and Sam got to the old factory first. She parked a little ways away. She climbed out and felt Sam take her arm. She turned and he kissed her hard on the mouth. She returned the kiss. He pulled away first looking in her eyes.

"Be careful, okay?" he whispered.

"I am always careful," she said.

"Jinx."

"I know, Sam. You be careful too."

They both turned when the impala drove up. They watched as Dean parked it and him and Ace climbed out. They were, wait for it, arguing. What a surprise.

"Lestat could not take on Dracula," Dean said as they walked over to Jinx's jeep.

"Could so. So could Louis. Hmmm, Louis. Now there is a real vampire," Ace said twirling her gun around in her hand.

"Dracula is a real vampire and what the hell are you doing with a gun? You can't shoot a vampire to kill it, you know."

"Oh, I know. But it annoys you so, I'm keeping it."

"Can we do this?" Jinx asked.
"Fine, let's go."

The four of them walked up to the factory. Dean and Sam more in front with the girls behind them. They got to the factory and heard fighting. They ran around the side of the building. They got there in time to see a vampire trying to cut Gordon in half with a saw.

Sam and Jinx grabbed Gordon's legs and pulled him out from under the saw. The vampire turned and Ace kicked him in the chest sending him back a couple of feet. Dean grabbed a sharp ended stick and hit the vampire in the face with it.

The vamp went down on the bench. Dean stabbed the stick in the vamp's gut to stop him from moving. He punched the vamp a couple of times. He then looked up and remembered the saw. He grabbed it and pulled it down severing the head from the body.

Ace brought her arm up and felt blood spray on it. She lowered her arm and saw Dean turn around and face them. He had blood on his face and the look in his eyes... For the first time since she had meant him, she was actually scared of him. She turned and looked away.

"So, guess I owe you that drink, huh?" Gordon asked laughing a little.

Jinx turned and looked at him wanting to hit him hard. She felt Sam's hand on her lower back and decided now was not the time to get into a fight with him. She turned and walked away. Sam was hot on her heels.

"See you at the bar!" Gordon called after them.

"Sam, I don't... Something about that guy is not right," Jinx told him once they were out of his hearing range.

"I know. I feel it too but... I'm more worried about Dean right now. Did you see the look on his face just now?" Sam asked climbing into the jeep and fastening his seat belt.

"Yeah, I did. It didn't look to healthy."

"Jinx, I am worried about him. Since Dad died he's been on a... Well, crusade for lack of a better word, the rid the world of evil things. He is pushing himself too hard and he won't talk about what he is feeling."

"He'll talk in his own time, Sam. Now, come on. Let's head back to the bar. Someone needs to babysit Dean."

"Yeah."

Dean looked over at Ace as she sat in the passenger seat beside him. He watched as Gordon pulled out. Dean slowly eased the impala behind Gordon's car following him. He wiped the blood from his face as he drove.

"It won't bring him back," Ace whispered.

"What?" Dean asked.

"No matter how many evil things you kill, it won't bring your dad back and it won't make you feel better. Only time does that."

"This isn't about my dad."

Ace heard Dean's tone. She could almost hear him clenching his teeth from her seat. She looked over and saw him clench the steering wheel tight with both hands. She turned and looked back out the window.

"Everything is about your dad now, whether you mean it to be or not. You're angry, hurt, sad. None of which is good to keep bottled up inside."

"I am not talking about this with you."

"Fine, don't talk. I don't care. I can only help you if you want me to. Should have known that you wouldn't want help. Especially from a priss like me who has had everything she ever wanted in her life huh?"

"I didn't-."

"Shut up."

Dean looked over and saw Ace look out the window. He drove past a street light. He saw her reflection. She had tears falling. Those couldn't be his fault... Right?

Everyone who hates Gordon, leave a review! So you got some Jinx and Sam action. Some Ace and Dean bickering, and some good old fashion hunting.