Supernatural Oneshots

Garth Fitzgerald IV- I get knocked down but i get up again

You sat at the bar, drinking the night away. You had received a text today from your now ex boyfriend saying that he could do better than you. You sat at the bar, ordering beer after beer trying to drown your sorrows away. You felt a presence next to you but you didn't look up.

"Excuse me miss but is this seat taken?" You looked up to see a tall man standing next to you. He wore a cowboy hat and a frayed jacket over his skinny frame that would look weird on anyone else but looked surprisingly good on him. He looked at you with his kind blue eyes, his mouth smiling. You almost felt like you could smile as well.
"Yeah sure. Go ahead. I'm not gonna stop you." he sat down next to you. The bartender took his drink order before placing beers in front of you. You downed them all quickly, not caring about the fact that you would have a raging hangover tomorrow.

"Rough day?" his soft Tennessee voice spoke next to you. You looked over to him.

"Yeah.  My boyfriend broke up with me. So that's my story. What about you? Why are you here?" he took a large sip of his drink.

"I hunt for a living. I kill things. I've seen a lot of things in my life. So sometimes I like to drink the memories away." you suddenly felt sorry for him. You straightened up and looked at him.

"I'm (y/n). (y/n) (l/n)." you held your hand out to him. He grabbed it hard and shook it.
"Garth. Garth Fitzgerald the fourth."

As the night went on the two of you continued to talk about different things. You started to forget all about your stupid ex. The bar gradually became busier as the night went on. After a couple of hours the owner of the bar walked up onto the stage.

"Hey everyone! Just want to say that the karaoke bar is now open so don't be shy." The two of you continued to chat while you watched other people. Some of them were really good. Others were too drunk to even sing the right notes. Gareth left to go to bathroom leaving you all alone. After a couple more drinks you couldn't even remember why you were down in the first place. Until you felt a arm slink round your shoulders.

"Hey babe. How are you?" You turned to see your horrible x standing there, a sly grin on his face. You wiggled out of his grip.

"Hello Tom. I want expecting to see you here." You spoke in a angry tone, clear that you didn't want to be with him.

"I'm came looking for you. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for that text. I want you back babe. You were my world." You looked at him straight in the eye.

"And that's supposed to make me change my mind? No thank you." The grin vanished from his face. He grabbed you wrist, holding tightly and making you feel uncomfortable.

"Now listen here. You'll be coming with me whether you like it or not." Suddenly a hand grabbed hold of him, pulling hi, backwards so that he stumbled.

"Hey darling you ok?" Garth looked at you with a sense of worry. You smiled and nodded.

"Who's this loser?" Tom stared at Garth with such anger.

"Tom this is my......new boyfriend Garth. Garth this is Tom. My ex." Garth raised his eyebrows at you. Tom started to laugh.

"Good luck with her mate. She truly is awful....." You watched as Garth strode forward to him and pushed him against the wall by his neck despite being shorter than him.

"Now listen here.....Im a patient man. But you come anywhere near (y/n) and will hurt you you got that?" Tom nodded before slipping out of his grip and running out of the bar. Garth brushed off his hands and sat down next to you.

"Well he was a handful." You couldn't help but giggle.

"Thank you Garth. He's such a monumental idiot. I'm happy he's out of my life. Sorry about calling you my boyfriend. I just wanted him away." Garth smiled at you.

"No problem. Although maybe we could.....?" He didn't finish his sentence. You grabbed hold of his hand.

"Why not?" You took out a piece of paper and scribbled down you number he did likewise. He grabbed you by the hand and dragged you towards the stage.

"Come on. I've always wanted to do this." The two of you flicked through the songs until you were satisfied with a choice.

As the music played you hadn't anticipated how good of a singing he was. The two of you sang together and left the crowd cheering on their feet. After a couple more song the two of you decided it was time to head home. As you reached the door Garth extended his arm.

"May I walk m'lady home?" You laughed and wrapped your arms around his.

"I would be happy of that kind sir." And the two of you walked of into the night without another car in the world.

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Hey everyone! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. The video clip above is the only one I could find of DJ singing.  You probably all have very good singing voices.

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