"Aren't we all Damaged?"
Being a Hybrid has its perks, but it also has its disadvantages. Abigael had been on both ends of those sticks, she's been on them for a while. But there was a fraction in the Demon world that would want her dead and another...
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The Winchesters' were really happy to see Ash, and that of this bar. It must have been important to them before they met me.
"My God – the Roadhouse," Dean began, stepping down the few steps that went onto another platform - which held the pool table. While Ash bends down and collects his manco-man outfit from the ground. "It even smells the same," Dean remembers the fondness of the smell.
"Bud, blood, and beer nuts –" Ash states, while walking around the bar counter. "It's the best smell in the world," he states, liking the smell as this was Heaven to him. He snapped his fingers, and pointed at the three of us. "How 'bout a cold one? Up here, no hangover," he truly liked that about this place. He placed two beer cans from the counter, and pulled one out for me, and placed it down, his eyes locking onto mine, as he was totally flirting right now. "One for the lady," he held a boyish smirk.
"I'm far from a lady," I remarked with a smug tugging at the corner of my lips. I sat on the bar stool to the right of Dean, and Sam sat around the corner of the bar counter.
"So," Sam's voice states, before Ash could ask anymore questions. "I mean, no offense-"
"How's a dirtbag like me end up in a place like this?" Ash flips his hair out of the way, as he was rocking a mullet. Before rolling his shoulders back, I could hear them crack. "I've been saved, man. I was my congregation's number-one snake handler,"
"And you said this was your Heaven?" Sam asks, as Dean and I cracked open our cans of beers.
"Yep. My own," Ash paused for a moment, as he pierced the bottom of the can, ready to gunshot it. "Personal<" finishes off, wrapping his legs around the hole, tilting back and cracking open the top, and downed the liquid in one. The slurping noise came and went, and he crushed the can, and dropped it to the floor. Before belching for a moment. His eyes met with me, as I couldn't believe what I saw, and he looked smug about it. Like it would impress me.
"And when the Angels jumped us, we were," as Sam spoke, Ash twirled his index finger around his head, before tapping his temple.
"In your Heaven,"
"So there are two Heavens?" Sam was genuinely confused, and it was adorable. I couldn't help but slip out a small chuckle. While bringing up the can to my lips.
"No, more like a one-hundred billion," Ash states casually. "So, no worries. It'll take them angel boys a minute to catch up," Dean was as confused as Sam on this. I, on the other hand, already had knowledge of Heaven - just never thought I'd be about to go up. "See, you got to stop thinking of Heaven as one place. It's more like a buttload of places. All crammed together-"
"Like Disneyland," I interjected, as Ash snapped his finger and pointed at me, indiciating I was right on the nose.
"Except without all the anti-semitism," Ash finished off.
"Disneyland?" Sam wasn't sure of the analogy.
"Yeah, see, you got Winchester Land," Ash puts his fists up, gesturing to the brute force of the men. "Abigael-land, Ashland," he added me into the mix. "A whole mess of everybody-else-lands. Put 'em all together – Heaven, right?" He was very theatrical, and it was fun to see. "At the center of it all is the Magic Kingdom – the garden," he finished his explanation.
