(This story is kind of a Supernatural crossover with the Mötley Crüe movie, "The Dirt.")
Scarlet Rose Winchester is the youngest Winchester. Though she wasn't Dean's twin, it was almost as if she was when it came to her interests and tastes in food...
Some time had passed, and Vince had gotten married. His wife was pregnant with their daughter, and Vince couldn't be happier to be having a baby. Scarlet was excited too though, because Vince and Sharise were making her the godmother. This meant, if anything happened to them, Scarlet would be the one to take care of their baby.
Anyhow, tonight Vince had decided to throw a party in his house, even though Scarlet wasn't completely sure it was a good idea. She was worried it would cause Sharise stress, but the woman wanted Vince to be happy, so the party was going to happen. Scarlet had went out and helped Vince get everything they needed for the party, though Vince was sure they were going to need more alcohol.
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Scarlet had dressed kind of hot for the party, since she had no idea who all was going to be there. She knew Vince was inviting quite a bit of people, and she didn't mind the idea of getting lucky. Hell, she had been almost celibate since she ended up in the past — other than that one night with Bailey.
"You hitting on anyone tonight?" Nikki asked, as he leaned against the wall near her,"Tommy is." He added, motioning to the man outside.
"Heather Locklear?" She questioned,"Shit, he better be on his game tonight." She said, causing Nikki to chuckle.
"Want a bump?" He asked, lifting an eyebrow.
Scarlet gave him a nod, before she grabbed his hand and lead him upstairs. She brought him to the bathroom, and shut the door behind them. Sharise didn't want this shit in her house, considering she would soon be having a baby. Scarlet understood, but that didn't stop her from craving it.
Nikki grabbed the baggy from his back pocket and poured some out on the counter top. Scarlet looked under the sink and grabbed a tampon. She broke the end off, and had a makeshift straw. She was the first two go with two lines, then Nikki. Scarlet threw away the end of the tampon case, as well as the other part, so Sharise would think it broke and she tossed it. Nikki cleaned off the counter top, and the two sat for a second to catch their high.
Since Nikki and Scarlet had been drinking beforehand, they were a little out of it — not to mention Nikki had shot up right before the party, but Scarlet didn't know that. In their clouded mind, the two didn't try to stay away from each other like they had before. Instead, their lips found one another's, and in seconds, they were all over each other.
It didn't take long for Scarlet and Nikki to have their pants down. Nikki pulled a condom from the cabinet behind them, and once he had coverage, he slipped into her from behind. He held her waist tightly with one hand, as he pounded into her. His other hand was wrapped in her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her neck to him. Right when she was about to hit her climax, there was a knock at the door.
"Scar?!" She heard, making her try to go silent,"I'm going out for liquor! You comin'?" He asked, and Nikki smirked at her through the mirror.
"Yeah!" She answered, trying to sound normal,"Give me a sec!"
"Meet me at the front door." He replied, before she heard him walk away.
Scarlet let out a groan as she climaxed, before she quickly cleaned herself up, and left Nikki to fix himself up. She quickly headed down the stairs to meet Vince at the front door. She was a little surprised to see Razzle there as well, but apparently he was going with them.
Vince wasn't horrible at driving, especially under the influence. Scarlet was sitting in the back, as the two men sat up front. There wasn't much room in the back, but she kicked her legs up in the seat next to her, giving her space. After leaving the liquor store, they started asking really weird questions.
"All right, stop stalling," Vince said,"Who would you rather fuck, Cyndi Lauper or Boy George?" He asked, causing Scarlet to gag.
"How 'bout neither!" Razzle exclaimed, and Scarlet agreed with him.
"Nah, man. You've gotta pick one," He said,"You've got a gun to your head, fuck one or die, which one is it gonna be?"
"No, you know what, I'm having trouble accepting this premise. Under what circumstances would I find myself in such circumstances?"
"It's a mystery, you Cockney fuck," Vince said, and Scarlet chuckled,"You know, some random fucker's trapped you three in a room, and he's demanding you fuck one of them."
"Well, what does this mysterious person benefit from my sexual humiliation?"
"I don't know, man, but you're definitely gonna die if you don't fucking pick." Scarlet piped up, and Vince nodded in agreement.
"In that case, I think I'd have to go with Lauper. At least she's got the proper plumbing," As Scarlet and Vince laughed,"Hey, no, but Georgie boy, he's probably more experienced in the handling of penis." He explained, and the two friends laughed.
"So--" Vince began, but heard a honk and swerved.
Before anyone could brace themselves, a car collided with Vince's, and everyone was tossed around. After a second of consciousness, Scarlet could somewhat feel the pain radiating in her body, but soon she had passed out, blood trickling down her head. Vince and Razzle had a small talk, before Razzle stopped talking, and he wasn't sure if the man was dead or passed out, but with all the blood, he was almost sure he knew what the answer was.
"Scar?" Vince croaked, but she didn't answer back,"Scar?! Scarlet?!"
EMTs pulled out Razzle and Scarlet first. Vince felt a small bit of relief when an EMT said that Scarlet was breathing, but it was just barely. She was rushed to the hospital, but so was Vince for a doctor to look over him before he went to jail.
"What's wrong with her?" He asked a doctor, since he and Scarlet had been put in the same room.
"Broken leg, severe concussion, stitches for a gash in her forehead, and she had some internal bleeding in her abdomen, if it doesn't stop soon, we'll have to do surgery to repair it." The doctor answered, and Vince felt a tear roll down his face.
"Is she going to live?" He croaked, and the doctor nodded.
"She got lucky." The doctor replied, but that's the best answer he could give.
Vince felt relief that she was going to live, but the pain he felt from Razzle's death and Scarlet's injuries was going to tear him apart inside. He just hoped that Scarlet didn't hate him when she woke up...
