The Winchester Three (S1): The Beginning

Ch 10 Section 2

Outside the bar...

As the four of them walked back to the car Angel scoffed in irritation, "Who the hell was that broad, Sam?"

"I don't really know... I only met her once. Meeting up with her again?" He frowned, "I don't know, it's weird."

"And what was she saying? We treat you like luggage?" Dean repeated angrily, "What, were you bitchin' about us to some chick?"

"Look, i'm sorry." Sam turned and stopped them from walking, already knowing this was going to start some kind of fight, "It was when we had that huge fight when I was in that bus stop in Indiana. But that's not important, just listen-"

"Not important?" Angel scoffed, "Oh, it's important. Was she telling the truth? I mean she had to be at least a little because why else would she take it upon herself to jump to your rescue like that? Obviously we're keeping you against your will, Sam."

"No, of course not." He put his hands up hurriedly, "Now, would you guys listen?"

Dean rolled his eyes, "What?"

Angel huffed when Asa motioned for her to let up on him, "Fine." She motioned, "Go ahead."

"I think there's somethin' strange going on here."

"Yeah, tell me about it." Dean glared, "She wasn't even that into me."

"Dean, not every woman on the planet is going to throw themself at you." Angel bit back, "Get over yourself."

"Listen." Sam reigned them in, "I mean like our kind of strange. Like, maybe even a lead."

She raised a brow, "You think the blonde is a lead? Why?"

"I met Meg weeks ago, literally on the side of the road." He hurriedly explained, "And now, I run into her in some random Chicago bar? I mean, the same bar where a waitress was slaughtered by something supernatural? You don't think that's a little weird?"

"I don't know, random coincidence?"

Asa shrugged, "It happens."

"Yeah, it happens, but not to us. Look, I could be wrong, I'm just sayin' that there's something about this girl that I can't quite put my finger on."

"Well, I bet you'd like to." Dean smirked, "I mean, maybe she's not a suspect, maybe you've got a thing for her, huh?" Sam rolled his eyes at that before he laughed as Dean pointed to his head, "Maybe you're thinkin' a little too much with your upstairs brain, huh?"

Asa chuckled when Angel grimaced, "Gross."

"Do me a favor." Sam got to business immediately as he doled out jobs, "Check and see if there's really a Meg Masters from Andover, Massachusetts." He turned to Angel and Asa, "Can you guys see if you can't dig anything up on that symbol on Meredith's floor?"

"We can handle that." Asa smiled, "I got a few contacts I can call about it."

Dean studied him, "What are you gonna do?"

"I'm gonna watch Meg."

Angel groaned, "Sam."

Dean laughed excitedly, "Yeah, you are."

"I just wanna see what's what." Sam sent Dean a serious look, "Better safe than sorry."

Dean was still giddy, "Alright, you little pervert."