Is This Even Possible?

Alliances

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Chapter Eleven

Alliances

September 13th, 2013 - Phoenix, Arizona - 11:45 PM

Okay, so maybe Dean had taken off from his family for a few days because, all this mother-hen-ing and hovering over Dean was getting on his nerves. He looked after himself and no one ever really tried to help, well, besides his Sammy.

He was walking out of a bar when he was pushed against his car and a knife was held against his throat. But then he heard a sigh and the knife slid away. He coughed and looked at who had held a knife to his throat.

"Woah. Meg?" Dean exclaimed.

"You knew me in your other world, huh, wonder boy?" She asked him and put the knife back in her pocket.

"Yeah. We weren't friends but not enemies."

"Why exactly aren't you killing me?" He asked after a couple moments of silence.

"Because, frankly, I don't want to. My father, Azazel, has this crazy vision where you're going to help him start the apocalypse and set Lucifer free. I don't want Lucifer free. If Lucifer was set free, us demons would be like dog-chow for him, his little servants whenever he pleases. I just want to be free." The demon scowled. Dean blinked.

Okay. Demons have more humanity here than in the other world. Nice to know.

"So, uh, what are you going to do?" Dean asked and unlocked his car.

"Since you're the only nice hunter within the whole world that won't exorcise me as soon as you see me, I'm going to help you." She said, smirking, while leaning back against a neighboring car.

"Help me? As in, be my side-kick in other words?" Dean asked, seriously, as he opened his car door.

"I guess. I'll tell you where demons are and what Azazel's plans are as long as you keep other hunters and bastards that wanna kill me away from me. Just help me survive, ya know?"

Dean stared at her in shock. Most demons would be running away from him, not sticking around to figure out if he would kill them or leave them be. He looked at Meg for a second before sticking out his hand.

"Okay. But if I help you, you can't attack any of my family. Got it?" He asked, pulling his hand back slightly before she could grasp it.

"I got it! Don't attack any of the Winchesters or else my fate is doomed." She said before trying to grasp his hand again.

"That means, Bobby Singer too I hope you know." He said.

"Okay!" She sighed before grasping his hand and pulling him in and kissing him straight on the lips. Dean's eyes went wide before he pulled back.

"What was that for?" He exclaimed.

"Demons don't seal a deal with a handshake, darling. They seal it with a-" She said.

"Kiss." They finished together.

Dean couldn't help but admit that Meg looked real good. Like unbelievably good. Her hair was still a dark brown color and it hung down to mid-back. Her eyes were a deep chocolate color and she didn't have any bags underneath of her eyes. She didn't look as if she was in any battles as of recently. So, she looked good.