Dean Winchester

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I sighed, heavily and pulled the hem of my dress down as far as it will go, even though it refuses to go past my ass. I don't understand why I had to be the one who did this. We could have easily called Jo and ask her to do this, and she would have agreed. She was so much better at this than I was. 

But alas, the boys thought I was the best option so here I was, in a skimpy dress, heels so high I feel like I'm going to break my ankle, in a bar, with dozens of masculine stares on me. 

I spot the boys at a table, both enjoying beers and watching me intensely. Sam always had his eyes on me whenever I had to play this role because he was always so protective over me. He was my big brother in every sense. He was always there to protect me whenever I needed it and vice versa. 

Dean, on the other hand, was watching me with heat in his gaze. He rarely ever gets to see me this dressed up and I knew he was enjoying the view. At first, when Sam suggested that I was the one to confront the vampire, disguised as his prey, Dean almost punched him. Dean never wants me in harms way, which is impossible due to our lifestyle. He knew I could take care of myself but his protective instincts refuses to let me anywhere near the monster if he had a say in it. He's been like this since we started dating three years ago. Before then, Dean treated like a friend and a fellow hunter. Now, he views me as fragile and it gets on my nerves sometimes. 

But Sam was right in this situation, unfortunately, seeing as I fit the description of the monsters prey almost perfectly. I just had to curl my hair and put in green contact lenses. 

Dean won't let me out of his sight however, seeing as he's moved three tables since we've arrived here, thirty minutes ago, to make sure I was still in his line of sight. Sam made sure to stay near, but kept his distance since he trusted me to do my job. 

No, this wasn't my favorite role to play, but I wasn't going to let it deter me from doing my job. So I straightened my shoulders, made sure my boobs were almost popping out of my dress, and sauntered over to the bar. 

I flagged down the bartender and asked him to get me a beer, seeing as I don't drink the hard stuff when I'm on the job, and waited to be approached. Sam assured me that I didn't have to seek the vampire out myself and that he would find me, which was the point of my getup, so I waited. 

I was on my second beer when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and found a man standing behind me. He smiled at me and gestured to the stool next to me. 

"Do you mind if I sit? You are a beautiful woman who shouldn't be sitting by herself." He said, his voice and demeanor full of charm. I gave him my best smile and nodded. I glanced back at the boys and saw them already staring in my direction. I made eye contact with Sam, who nodded in response, telling me that this was the monster we were looking for. So I turned to the thing next to me and gave him a full toothed smile. 

He gestured for the bartender to get him a drink before turning back to me again. "So, what is a lovely woman like yourself sitting in a bar alone?" He asks, his eyes raking up and down my form. I internally winced at the attention but gave him a feminine chuckle. 

"Broke up with my boyfriend." I answered, taking a swig of my beer. "Felt sorry for myself, so now I'm here. But I'm glad a handsome man like yourself is keeping me company." I batted my eyelashes and slightly bent over the counter to make my breast more visible. My ploy worked as his attention was drawn to my chest. 

He grinned at me and leaned over so that his lips were by my ear. "Why don't we get out of here? I could distract you from your ex-boyfriend." He whispers, trying to sound seductive. I wanted to gag but I held it in and giggled back at him. 

I got out of my stool and gestured for him to follow. He grinned at me, grabbed my hand and pretty much dragged me out of the bar. I spared a glance behind me and saw the boys were already out of their seats and on our trail. I let out a small sigh of relief and plaster a goofy grin on my face as he leads me out of the bar and down the street. 

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