An Unlikely Supernatural Relationship

Chapter 18: Pubs/Bars (same difference right?)

"A, you have a point there Dean, B, wait, what knife? Knives don't kill demons." Vil agrees then whisper shout point B and looks at us in shock,
"Demon knife, it's was Ruby's, she gave it to me." Sam answers,
"Wait, she gave you, something that can kill demons?  Come on, doesn't that smell fishy?  And then, she gets you hooked into this demon blood stuff? Haven't you learnt anything, and, I know well Crowley, that means I know demons well, 'we're all the same' he tells me, demons don't do something for nothing, never.  It doesn't matter how long it takes, always , in the end, the demon always comes out first leaving you second best, done it to me even couple of times the bastard, but in doing so, I picked up the warning bells, and this Ruby, from what I've heard so far, is ringing at least 3." Vil points out,
"I'm saving lives with it used correctly and I will get it under control eventually, and Ruby's been a big help, even you have to admit that Dean." Sam argues back, I just bow my head, alright, Ruby has been a bit of a help along the way, but, what Vil said is correct, demons don't do something for nothing, there's always a price to pay.  The more help she gives, my worst fear is that I'm going to regret EVER letting her help us. Vil sighs, not wanting to argue I guess, and takes another swig of her beer.

My POV

I sigh not wanting to argue, I mean, why spoil the mood? Quanrus is dead, all three of us are alive, and I've officially been accepted into the team, life's good,
"Guys, come on, the psychopath's dead, we're all alive, let's just forget about everything else shall we?  I mean, we did come here to enjoy ourselves, not argue, how's that sound?" I pipe up breaking the silence,
"And thank god for that, true, by the way Vil, there are a couple of guys checking you out." Dean agrees then smirks.  Wh-what? Er, um, what do I do?  I mean, I'm with two guys already, isn't that supposed to be a warning sign that this girl isn't up for grabs?  Unless they're the type of guys that would make you cheat on your boyfriend if you had one.  I smile awkwardly,
"What's wrong? Never been checked out before?" Dean asks reading my reaction,
"The entire town hated me." I inform him,
"Not even a second glance from a guy?" Dean asks surprised, "How old again are you exactly?" He continues,
"One thousand and fifty about, why?" I answer then ask,
"So wait, you, what? 1050, and never been laid? Surly that's a crime." Dean says almost outraged,
"Not really when in Vamp years I'm 21, remember, 50 human years to a vamp year." I remind him,
"Maybe, she's never really had the chance.  I mean it'd be pretty hard even entering a pub without being chased out of the town." Sam pipes up,
"Which reminds me, why exactly, didn't you ever move?" Dean asks, fair question,
"Well, two reasons, one, I was hella scared that in the moving process the beast or Masters'd get me, two, a good friend showed me to this hiding place, I trust him but, never saw him again, on the rare occasion I'd sneak out of our hidden world, I sometimes meet up with him, he was so nice and was fascinating to listen to.  He lead all twenty of us out of the way once we'd left the hidden society, I guess, part of me thought that if I'd stay there he'd come back, deep down, I felt that he sorta, connected with me, friend like though, like we were similar, I don't know, but there was one thing for sure, his eyes, they were filled with such, loneliness, and we're so old looking." I reply,
"Fair enough, sounds like the kind of guy a young vamp would love to spend time with, well, I reckon, that that your virginity isn't going to last long." Dean says understandably then with smirk when he changes the subject,
"Why?" I ask confused,
"Yeah, why Dean?" Sam asks like 'what excactly do you have planned?',
"Well, those guys are starting to pick up that you're not in a relationship, and are giving you the flirty face, why don't you give a little back?" Dean asks still smirking,
"Wait, you want me, to flirt with perfect strangers? Um, hello? A, I'm not that fond of strangers, B, never, ever have I flirted with a guy, or, done any kind of interaction in that way, nuddah, C, I have the confidence of a rock." I say kinda embarrassed and with teeth together,
"A rock?" Dean asks like 'what?',
"Sorry, I meant dirt." I correct myself,
"You don't seem like it." Sam says,
"Then I guess I hide the fact that I'm still shit scared that one of you is gonna chop my head off, pretty well." I say like 'damn',
"Why would we do that?  You just saved, the both of us, could of got yourself killed in the process." Sam says,
"It'd be a hell of a dick move if we did." Dean adds,
"I know it's just, try to understand that trusting fully, isn't exactly the easiest for me, ok?" I admit,
"Fair enough, fair enough, so, not tonight then?" Dean says referring to me losing my virginity,
"No, maybe when I grow a pair, but for now, the only people I'll interact with, are you two, and, maybe, other people that's unavoidable to not make contact with." I reply.

At about 11 something Sam, Dean and I are back in the Impala heading back to the hotel only a little drunk, well I know I for one am definitely less drunk then a couple of nights ago.  The rest of the time we just made small talk.  Dean parks the Impala and the three of us get out.  We head to our room as I think about the past couple of days, this could only get better from here right?

We walk in and Sam closes the door behind us, we see a figure with a trench coat standing in the room.
"Cas?" Dean says, "What are you doing here?".  The HELL IS HE? He's not human I can smell that, well, fully, wait HOLY MOTHER OF MONSTERS HE'S AN ANGEL CRAP NOT GOOD.
"Sam Dean!  Get back! Grab your machetes." The angel who's name I guess is Cas uses his angel powers to throw me back and pin me against the wall,
"Cas wait! Let her go!" Sam calls out,
"Cas let her go! It's ok! She's with us, she's an E.V" Dean calls out as well,
"A what?"