Fallen Angel. (A Supernatural Story)

Chapter 20: Loverman. [EDITED]

Almost two months have passed since the Winchester twins went their separate ways. Jean goes on a couple of hunts since then, including a case with Ellen and Jo Harvelle hunting a couple of wraiths. Jean is very impressed with how well the mother and daughter team works together, even if they often have small arguments every once in a while. After killing the wraiths, Ellen and Jo ask Jean if wants to continue to hunt with them, but she turns them down due to Lucifer's increasing number of visits.

Lucifer is frequently visiting Jean now, both when she is alone and in her dreams. The two slowly grow closer and closer.

Jean has just finished killing a skin walker in Tulsa, Oklahoma and decides to stop at a bar for a few drinks. She is on her fourth glass of whiskey when a familiar male voice says, "Hello, gorgeous."

She looks up to tear the man a new one, but her voice fails her when she sees Lucifer standing by her small table. He sits in the chair opposite of her. When Jean recovers from her shock, she asks him, "What are you doing here, Luci?" She looks more closely at his face and notices a few blisters forming on his forehead. "What's happening to Nick's body?"

Lucifer smirks at her, "A couple of demons told me that you are on your own now, so I decided to see if it was true or not." He looks down at the body of his vessel, "Unfortunately, Nick is starting to burn away."

Jean gulps down the rest of the liquor in her glass before getting a waitress' attention. The middle aged woman quickly makes her way over to Jean's table. "Bring me two more glasses of whiskey, please." Once the waitress leaves, Jean turns her attention back to Lucifer and tells him, "Yeah, it's true. Sam and Dean are hunting together again, but decided not to let me tag along. Apparently, Dean thinks that I will lead you straight to Sammy if I'm with them." The waitress returns with the drinks and places one glass in front of Jean and the other in front of Lucifer before walking away again. "Of course, they'll call me when they need something from me." She takes a sip from her glass while Lucifer raises his glass up to his nose and his nose scrunches in disgust at the smell of the cheap alcohol. "Ellen and Jo invited me to hunt with them, but I felt like I would just be intruding."

Lucifer sits his glass back down on the table without taking a drink. "So, this is how you spend your time? Drinking cheap alcohol?"

"When I'm not killing shit," she replies, badly slurring her words. "I've been thinking a lot lately and do you know what I find funny, Luci?" Lucifer raises an eyebrow at Jean, finding her drunken behavior amusing. "That most of the creatures that hunters kill; werewolves, vampires, skinwalkers, vengeful spirits; are separated from us by only one bad day. Rather they had the misfortune of running into a creature that decided to turn them or some human asshole decided to take their life; all it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far humanity is from being monsters. Just one bad day."

"Well, aren't you in a mood tonight? Personally, I believe humans are already monsters; it just takes one bad day for the facade to break and reveal their true nature."

Jean opens her mouth to respond, but 'Closer' by Jo Dee Messina begins to blare from the bar's juke box and she grins before standing up. She grabs one of Lucifer's hands, tugging on it to get him to stand up. "Will you give this monster the honor of dancing with her?" After a few seconds of stubbornly refusing her, he finally relents and stands up. She starts to pull him towards the dance floor, shouting so that she can be heard over the loud music as they get closer to the jukebox, "Come on, Luci!" Once they are on the dance floor, Jean begins to sway her hips in a drunken attempt at dancing. "Dance with me!"

"Is that what you're supposed to be doing?" Lucifer asks and Jean nods her head a bit too enthusiastically. "I think you've had too much to drink, kitten."