Seven

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It was the next day but, I could still see Bobby's face after Dean asked us if we wanted a beer. Not that anyone of us minded, so, he got us all one, not even waiting for an answer. I think he was still amused by yesterdays events.

Currently, he's teaching me about how to kill certain supernatural beings with certain things. Like how silver kills shape shifters of any kind. That not can much can kill demons unless you know a pretty good exorcism and if you have a famous gun called the colt (and I learned the story behind that too) and if you do a salt and burn on the corpse of a ghost then it should off itself. To one it seems confusing, but to me its almost like a piece of cake. The exorcism though, that's going to take sometime to memorise.

"Now, can you shoot a gun?" John asks me and I look at him incredulously.

"Of course I know how to shoot a gun. Who doesn't?" Then Dean throws me his gun, that I catch swiftly, despite no warning.

"Disarm it." John instructs and I do so in under 15 seconds. They all look at me shocked.

"This is why people who underestimate me are jerks." I say to all of them, including Bobby.

"How?" Dean asks airily and I laugh at him.

"Uncle was in the army. When I got older he showed me how to disarm a rifle and showed me how to shoot them. Said if I could do that, I could disarm and shoot any gun I wanted. This was after he showed me how to throw a knife and allowed me to shoot a bow and crossbow." I explain to them and Dean smiles.

"You, are going to be handy." Dean tells me and I smile. "Now prove to us that you really can shoot a gun."

They gave me one of each weapon to throw, aim and shoot at each bag. There were 4, all of them had painted on targets and each and every one of them had a bullet, arrow or knife in or near the bulls eye. I was still amazing them when really it was just the beginning. I was just lucky that they weren't asking for hand to hand combat. That I was letting them 'teach' me. I knew that too but hey, you gotta let them do something. Not that they aren't teaching me how to 'gank' every single supernatural being we could possibly come across. 

As Dean was showing me how to find weak spots in the body, John comes rushing in with his jacket and keys.

"I have a case. Do you want to stay here with her or do you both want to come?" He asks us and I look to Dean, allowing him to answer the question.

"Nah. We'll stay here." Dean answers. John nods, bids goodbye and rushes off to his truck. Leaving the impala for Dean.

We then continued to do hand to hand combat before calling it a day and deciding to go to a bar to have a couple of drinks and few games of pool.

When we reached the bar, I realised it really was a bar. Literally by the side of the road, and a cheap bar with a couple of cars parked in front. Nothing special but probably got enough money for a family of 4 to function. It brought back many memories from my home back in Australia so, I had to blink away the emotion threatening to fall from my eyes and get out of the car. When I did so, Dean was about to wake me up, so he was shocked that I was awake and not still sleeping. I just smirked and looked at the place.

"This it?" I ask and he nods.

"Yep." He says and I nod, smile and follow him inside, waiting to see what was inside. Which was a whole lot better than the outside.

When we go there, the we were greeted by a woman, maybe in her mid to late forties with a large smile. We were asked what we wanted, we gave them our order then we're deep in a conversation. Trying to get to know each other a little bit more. 

"So, if its OK to ask, what happened to your mum?" I ask Dean. He shrugs.

"Don't know much really. Just that when I was 4, this uh, demon killed my mom, burned her on the ceiling in Lawrence, Kansas. My dad's luck to even be alive." He answers and I nod sadly before looking at him.

"I'm sorry." I whisper but he shakes my sympathy off.

"S'okay. It was a long time ago anyway so..."

We talked a little more before playing a game of pool then being challenged by a couple of college kids. 

Let's just say I won money the way a hunter would. Or so Dean said.

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