Supernatural: Saving People, Hunting things...The Family Buisness OOC

Dean frowned worriedly at her before nodding, "Yeah. Let's head in." He got out of the car and met her at the front of his baby. "What do you want? I'm paying." He said quickly as he opened the door for her.

Sierrah laughed as he stumbled, "Are you okay?" She asked, letting go of his arm to pull her lightish brown hair out of the ponytail, she was developing a headache from it being up so long. She looked up at him and crossed her arms.
 
(Sorry they are so short right now. They'll be longer once I get out of play practice. (: )
 
(Sorry they are so short right now. They'll be longer once I get out of play practice. (: )
(that's fine. i totally understand!)

"I'm fine. Just a little klutzy, that's all." Sam replied, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. He felt like he stared a little to long once she pulled her hair out of the tight ponytail she had it in and let it down. It was a good look on her, he had to admit to himself before looking away and heading towards the door. "Ladies, first." He said with a nod, gesturing her to go out of the door. Maybe a walk was really what he needed right about now. But as long as Sierrah was around him, he would feel tense.

Quincy smiled up at the small places's sign that read 'Bar & Grill'. "For starters, I need a drink." She told the older Winchester with a smirk as she walked inside. It was dimly lit place with a limited space but pretty decent. She led Dean to sit at the bar with bar stools. She took a seat and shrugged her jacket off, placing it over her lap.
 
Sierrah snorted slightly, walking out the door, "Why thank you kind sir." She said jokingly. She waited for him outside the door before they started walking. She hummed slightly, "So, Sam, tell me about yourself." She suggested, suddenly feeling awkward around him slightly.

Dean slid into the seat next to her and waved at the waiter, "I'll take two shots of whiskey please." He said gruffly, not liking the vibe he was getting off the guy.
 
"Whiskey? You really know how to 'whoo' a girl." Quincy said, nudging Dean with her elbow softly. She wasn't a stranger to the strong stuff and, thankfully, she could hold her liquor. The bartender quickly came back with two shot glasses filled to the top with Whiskey. He slid Dean his own glass and handed Quincy hers, winking.

Sam chuckled lightly, following behind her as they walked down the hallway. "Well, me and my brother have been hunters for long, long, time now." He told her, right off the bat. "So, our lives basically revolve around hunting and...killing." He added, cringing a bit a the word 'kill'. "Pretty uninteresting, huh?" He said, wishing he wasn't acting so shy to talk to Sierrah.
 
Dean glared at the bartender's back before quickly downing the contents in the glass. "What can I say? I just got the charm." He winked at her before waving for the bartender again. "What do you do on your free time?" He asked curiously.

Sierrah shrugged, "I do the same thing." She said simply, noticing Sam's flinch. "Hey Sam, you know that feeling guilty just means you're still human." She said softly, touching his arm in a comforting manner, "They deserved it, yeah. But human instinct to to save life's so its normal to feel remorse." She smiled slightly, tucking some hair behind her ear. "Even for a monster."
 
Quincy rolled her eyes at the man, taking the drink from the man's hands. She tipped her head back and downed the the Whiskey in one gulp, the burning sensation tickling her throat. "That hit the spot." She said in an almost strained voice, coughing a little. "When I have free time, I just like to relax. Listen to music, take a ride on my Harley, whatever i'm in the mood to do." She told him as the bartender came back with another round of shots.

There was something different this time when Sierrah touched him. Sam didn't feel the same nervousness or tension he felt before. This time he felt more relaxed. He felt comforted by her words and couldn't help the slight grin that spread across his face. "Sounds like something Dean would say...except you sounded more sweet about it." He pointed out as they now stood outside. He took a deep breath before blowing it out in one puff. "Thanks. For the pep talk, I mean. It's nice to be reassured once in a while."
 
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Dean rose his eyebrow, "A Harley? That doesn't surprise me with the way you come off to people." He shrugged, smirking at her as he tipped his glass towards her in a salute, mockingly but in good humor before he tipped it back and sighed as it slid down his throat.

Sierrah winked, "Its because I'm more attractive then your brother." She laughed and looped her arm through his as they got outside, "I love the outside. Being inside makes me feel trapped when out here, there's endless places to go!"
 
Sam looked away from her for a second and bit down on his lower lip. Well, she was right about the attractive part. He then put his attention back on her once he felt her hook her arm with his. "It's nice to think that we can take a moment to not think about a man-eating sex demon." He joked lightly. "We can be normal for little bit." He added with a sigh.

Quincy smirked back and tipped her glass over to him in acknowledgement. "Good to know at least one man belives me when I say it." She mumbled before downing her second round, the burning still consistent. She then snapped her fingers to get the bartender's attention. "Another round, please. This time Vodka."
 
Dean grinned, "You're my kind of women, Quincy!" He laughed, turning his body towards her, "And hot." He winked and smirked at her, feeling the alcohol running through his system. He relaxed and learned back.

Sierrah snorted, "Normal is so overrated. And Boring. Why be boring when you can go on adventures?" She tugged his arm slightly to turn him towards her. "Tell me, Sammy, ever read Harry Potter?" She asked suddenly.
 
"You're not so bad looking yourself, Winchester." Quincy replied with a small smirk of her own, placing an elbow on the bar table and resting her chin in the palm of her hand. The bartender came back with their third round, this time filled with the clear contents of Vodka. "Now this is my kind if drink." She said, raising her shot glass for emphasis. She quickly downed the drink and grunted. "That's it for me." She said with a contempt sigh, ruffling her own hair before running a hand over her face.

"That's such a random question!" Sam told her with a chuckle. "I think I have." He said with a nonchalant shrug. He totally did. "As you can tell, between me and my brother, i'm deemed as the 'nerdy' one." He said with a shake of his head. He honestly thought it should've been the other way around, with Dean's weird interest with anime porn and that time they had went 'larping' with Charlie. And somehow he was thought of as the nerd.
 
Dean laughed and got two more along with the vodka for himself, "I'm know I'm sexy, sweetheart." He winked, "Think Sammy and Sierrah are done researching? I don't wanna go back to be bored to death." He muttered, leaning forward and placing his hand on Quincy's, winking.

"I've read it probably 5 times. The adventure, drama and little bit of romance." Sierrah grinned, "Anyway, i asked because thats what I like about not being normal. You can do amazing things to help other people." The brunette nudged his side with her own playfully, "Hey, when I was in school, my friends and I always thought the nerdy ones were hot." She winked playfully, "So maybe its not such a bad thing to be a nerd."
 
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Quincy pinched Dean on his arm, making his hand uncover hers. "Watch it, boy toy." She warned, leaning forward towards him. "I have a gun somewhere concealed on me and, after a few drinks, I tend to get a little 'trigger happy'." She whispered with a smirk. She then leaned back. "As for Sierrah and Sam, I bet they kept themselves entertained. We should be heading back." She told him. Quincy then called the bartender over to ask for some food-to-go.

Sam grinned a at Sierrah's comment. "Well, that's good to know," He said, "At least I know you think i'm hot." He added with a playful smirk widening on his face. She hadn't flat out said to him herself but he felt like teasing her would have been the right way to react. He looked around him for a bit and notice the sun setting. "Those two should be coming back right about now. I wouldn't be surprised if Dean tried to keep Quincy out a little later."
 
Dean groaned, "Let's stay out a little later. I'm not ready to go back." He grinned. He felt slightly tipsy as he stood up from his place at the bar, "Let's just ride for a while in my car."

Sierrah blushed, "I-I didn't.. I mean.." she trailed off looking away and pulling her arm away from his as if it burned her. "Yeah.. yeah let's get back." She muttered, looking anywhere but Sam. Truth is, she really did think Sam was pretty cute.
 
Sam felt a little satisfied after seeing the blush that found it's way on Sierrah's face but then was disappointed by her unlooping her arm from his. He hoped he didn't cross the line or something. He followed behind her, striding beside her so they could walk side-by-side. "You know, you look cute when you blush." He commented teasingly while trying not to blush himself. He couldn't believe he said that to her. But he felt like she needed to know.

"Don't be such a baby, Winchester." Quincy said, picking up the to-go trays that had a salad and a few burgers in it. "Fine. We can stay out a little longer. But we have to be back in time for me and Sierrah to put our plan in motion." She said, picking up her jacket with her other hand and putting it over her shoulder.
 
Sierrah bit her lip, willing her blush away, "Thanks." She said quietly, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. "You're cute when youre embarassed." She admitted. After a few moments she fidgeted slightly, "Can I ask you a question?"


Dean grinned widely, "Awesome. And we will. You do know Sam and I are coming right?" He asked as he slid the money on the table before he placed his hand on the small of he back to lead here back to his car. He slid in and enjoyed the sound of his car's roughness as he shut his door.
 
Quincy wasn't able to pinch Dean's hand this time for finding its way to the small of her back. She kept telling herself that whatever feeling was going on inside of her would surpass and that she didn't like the way his hands felt against her (even though she really did). She mentally cringed. "I swear, if you get in the way, i'll kick your ass." She said as she put the stuff in the backseat of the car, including her jacket, before hoping in the passenger seat.

"You're welcome." Sam said, tucking some of his hair behind his ear with a small smile. He couldn't help but blush a little when she called him cute. It was a lot more adorable being called cute from her than being called hot. He noticed her fidgeting and his furrowed. "Yeah. Ask away." He said, crossing his arms across his chest.
 
Dean laughed, "If anything, you better not get in our way." He teased, noting how she was basically rejecting him. He's always been bad with rejection and up for the challenge. Oh he was so ready, he smirked as he started driving.

"Are you lonely?" Sierrah asked quietly, eyebrows furrowing when the hair he just tucked back fell back into his face. Without thinking, she reached up on her tip toes and tucked it back behind his ear. After she realized what she had done, she blushed a deep red again. "Sorry." She muttered.
 
Stopping his tracks, Sam turned towards Sierrah with a puzzled look on his face. Her fingers grazed the side of his face and his body grew rigid as she tucked his hair behind his ear again. He cleared his throat, shifting his eyes and shuffling his feet in an awkward manner. "No, it's fine..." He spoke softly to her, trying to reassure her that it was truly alright. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't get lonely sometimes." He confessed, wetting his chapped lips. He started rubbing the back if his neck. "I've had girlfriends the past but...they don't always work out." He added, being careful not to use the word 'death' anywhere in the sentence.

Quincy scoffed. "I'm warning you." She told him as they pulled out onto the road. "I not afraid to bite off more than I can chew." She said with a smirk, pulling out her phone. She decided to shoot Sierrah a quick text to let her know that they would be there sooner or later.
 
Dean slid his hand on her leg for second before.pulling back, "I'm just kidding. You couldn't handle this." He smirked, challenging her with his eyes as he pulled onto a dirt road and turned up the radio loud.

Sierrah frowned and tugged on his arm until he let it fall to his side, "What happened?" She asked, not wanting to pry but really wanting to know what happened to these girlfriends of his. She groaned internally when she realized she was jealous. She stopped walking and slid down the closest wall to sit down, wanting a break from walking and a chance to sort out her feelings and thoughts she shouldn't be having. She pulled out her phone as it rang, sending a text back that she was out with Sam anyway and to hurry back.
 
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