An Unlikely Supernatural Relationship

Chapter 6: What Could Go Wrong?

Dean's POV

"It'll take more then you Winchesters, and Bobby Singer, more like, three Winchesters, and, and, two Bobby Singers." Vilda says now very drunk as she finishes sixth beer.
"It's for own good, Sam and I'll be fine, we've hunted plenty of dangerous things, and it's better if this Quandus doesn't know she's with us." I think to myself, "But fear in her voice for us even though she was blind drunk makes me wonder, ah well, nothing Sammy and I can't handle." I think reassuringly and notice that Vil was past out with her head dropped. I take my arm from around her shoulder, stand up and gently lay her back on the couch.
"We can't just leave her here." Sam States firmly as though he read my mind,
"If this guy wants her dead, then is it really a good idea to bring her with us?" I ask like the answer is so obvious,
"Yes, but what if we came back here and found blood, guts and bodies everywhere. At least if we take her with us we can keep an eye on her, who knows, there might be True Vamps out there right now looking for her, and the condition she's in now make her vulnerable to them." Sam argues back,
"We could always lock her in here, turn out the lights and barrier the room up." I suggest deep down knowing that that wouldn't work, if these things will tear through anyone to kill her, then a couple of pieces of furniture won't do much to stop them. So I sighed in defeat, "Alright, but she's not going out on the field, if she's only thing holding back from a full blow vamp attack, I don't know about you but I'm not going to let that wall be broken, I mean, we've also got Lucifer's cage to keep shut. I'm not adding another huge problem on top." I inform firmly,
"Thank you, and we protect her better if she's with us, rather then locking her up." Sam annoying states obviously,
"Shut up Captain Obvious." I curse, and walk back to his and my room. Oh alright, I had to admit he had a point, but, if they want her dead as much as demons do, then they'll have eyes everywhere, these Masters we especially have to be careful of, if E.Vs can go around harmlessly and they're can by pass as an E.V, then who can she trust? Well, besides us, but one slip up, she feeds once, I'll have my machete ready, you never know, I mean, she is vamp no matter how evolved, deep deep down still, a bloodsucking monster when provoked,can't be to careful.

After Sam and I pack, Sam gently lifts Vil over his shoulder who is still out cold, over his shoulder and carries her out to the Impala and gently lay her across the back seat and gets in the front passenger seat. I get into the driver's seat and I smile a small smile as my baby puuurrs into life, drive off and when Sam isn't looking, I position the rearview mirror to look at Vil, she looks so peaceful, small and so vulnerable. She isn't responding either, completely out cold, that's probably how I am when I pass out from too much, except, more manly of course, but even when I put AC/DC on, not even a twitch, maybe almost all in the one go wasn't a good idea, but, the sooner we gank this Beast, literally, the better.

We arrive in the town, Sammy gently lifts Vil over his shoulder, again, and carries his bag up to the next crappy hotel and I carry my bags in. We get a room after making an excuse that she's a friend who was just very tired, well it was lucky cause it was still night, very late now, like, 12 or 1, maybe even 2. Sam lays her on a bed and goes and puts his stuff on another then gets out his precious laptop, probably to do his nerdy stuff. I go a dump my stuff on my bed and check the fridge for a beer and grab one. I'd only had two so, I was good so I open it and take swig. After I finish it I put the bottle in the bin and go and check on Vil, she breathing I can see that, good, but she was still out cold and so, so, I don't know what but, wait, what? Never mind, no. When I walk back Sam has his back to me and is pulling his night shirt over his head, bed, not a bad idea, so I get into my own bed clothes
"Night Sammy." I call out
"Night Dean." I hear him reply and I turn in for the night.

I wake and get up then have a shower, I hadn't showered for a few days, when I'm dressed I see that Sam is already dressed and is on his laptop again.
"Vil still not up then?" I ask as I sit opposite me at the tiny table,
"Yeah, well, six beers in the one go? That's GOT to be humanly impossible, really Dean? Come on! six beers?" He scolds,
"She's not human though is she? She'll be fine." I say just as we hear a yell of pain coming from her room, and Sam just looks at me like 'fine? Well, that doesn't sound like fine to me'. I look back like shut up and follow him to Vil who had propped herself up and is digging her palms into her forehead,
"Ooooh, GOD, what is this, I think I've experience, being drunk, and, now, the hang over." She says through clench teeth as she probably has a bad head ache,
"Wouldn't have any soy would you two? And you, come here." She says to both of us then just me,
"Why, why do I have to come closer?" I ask confused,
"Come over and see." She invites, so, I slowly walk up to her and even with a splitting head ache by the looks of it, she was able to throw a left hook on my shoulder,
"AH! Son of a BITCH! The hell was that for?" I ask stepping back and holding my shoulder, she had a mean punch, must be the super human strength, cheat,
"For making me drink that much a- waaaaiiit a minute, where are we?" She says as she tries to get up,
"Whoa easy there." Sam says as he stops her, "Yes we do, I'll go get some." He continues as he stands up and walks out. Once he's gone she glares at me which isn't in full affect cause you can't look intimidating on a hang over.