HELLHOUND - Supernatural

Thirty six.

Sierra leaned over the pool table a little, hitting the white ball gently and watching it knock into the black ball, which potted. She smirked, inhaling the smoke from the cigarette that was draped in her mouth as she stood up straight, then held it between her fingers.

"Sorry, querido. Seems like I won again." She chuckled, breathing out the smoke whilst the man she was playing against complained. She outstretched her free hand and he planted a few notes in her palm before walking off, "What? No rematch?"

Sam eventually walked up to her after watching her play, "Having fun?"

"Fun? This place is awesome." Sierra grinned, putting the pool cue onto the table, taking her beer bottle and walking alongside him to the bar where Dean was. She then waved the few dollar bills she won, "Plus, more money to spend."

"Have much you lost?" Dean asked, followed by a chuckle.

"You should be asking how much I've won." She replied, leaning forward a little as she took a long swig of her beer. 

Sam frowned for a moment before carefully taking the bottle off her and placing it on the table, "How about you lay off the beer for tonight? We're still supposed to be working."

"Calm down, Samson. I haven't even had that much."

"Really? I swear I've seen you inhale more alcohol than smoke tonight." Sam shot back.

Sierra just scoffed and then shrugged, "Don't blame me when it's free."

"Guys been buying you drinks?" Dean's head shot to her suddenly, "Who?"

"Just the pretty bartender." She nodded to Casey, who was on the other side of the bar wiping some tables. "I haven't spent a dime."

Whilst Sierra checked Casey out, Sam looked to his brother with a grin and nudged him playfully, "Jealous."

Dean scowled at his brother, "Jealous? I'm not jealous. I mean- why would I be jealous? Jealous of who?" Sam just raised a brow knowingly, causing Dean to roll his eyes and sip on his beer in silence.

"Well, you never said I can't play normal pool." Sierra spoke up again, stepping back from the bar, "Adiós-" She went to turn around and then saw two men talking to each other at the pool table, one looked concerned whilst the other secretly held a gun. "Ah, mierda."

Sam saw it too, hitting Dean's arm and gesturing towards the men, "There."

The man with the gun raised his weapon and shot the other guy point-blank in the forehead, causing the crowd to erupt in chaos and Sierra to dart over to the scene. She tackled the man to the ground, causing another shot to go off, this time on her shoulder. 

The shoulder hit hurt more than usual, but it didn't bother her as she pinned him to the floor. Dean and Sam rushed over, surreptitiously splashing him with Holy Water with his silver flask.

The man that was pinned looked confused, but also outraged by being splashed with water, but he didn't sizzle like a demon would. Sierra was glad she still wore her leather gloves, otherwise she would be burning right now.

"What are you doing?!" The man yelled, "He slept with my wife. That bastard slept with my wife!"

Sam and Dean exchanged a confused look as to what was happening. Sam gestured to the group at the bar, "Somebody call 911!"

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Later...

The police handcuff Reggie, the man who killed someone, and lead him away outside. Sam, Dean and Sierra were sat on the bar stools in a line.