A Grip On Reality (Destiel AU)

A Song For You

I went back into the club and realized there were so few chicks here it might as well have been a gay bar. But there were a few, and one of them caught my eye.

She was sitting at the bar, drinking a martini. She was incredibly hot, and I had to hit that. I walked up to her like the ladies man I was.

"Is it hot in here, or is it just you?" I grinned.

She glanced over at me and smirked. "I guess it's just me." She had an English accent. Sexy.

"Mm, love your accent. You know what they say; English is the new black."

She scoffed. "What, you go Brit, you never go back?"

"I wouldn't go back, that's for sure." I bit my lip.

She swiveled in her seat so she faced me. "Let me guess; you've got a reputation involving getting in women's panties?"

"You could say that."

"Aha. Ladies man, then?"

"Yep."

"Then why on earth are you interested in me?"

"Honestly?"

"Honestly."

"You're one of the only girls in here. And you're the only one worth looking at."

She smiled. "Well that's a first for me. Bela. Bela Talbot."

"Z. So... where do you think this is going, Bela?"

"Somewhere... private. Somewhere... in the back of this wretched bar."

"That, my lady, is a wonderful idea."

Needless to say, we fucked in the bathroom till it was near closing time.

We stumbled out of the bathroom, our clothes and hair quite disheveled. I chuckled a bit. "That. Was. Expert."

She laughed as well. "I could say the same for you."

"Yeah, you could. Is it almost closing time?"

"No idea. They've still got the karaoke machine on." She gestured to the small stage where there were people singing to different songs.

"Cas!" I heard Dean call for me. He approached me rather sternly. "Where in the hell have you been?"

"Fuckin'. What's it to you?"

"We should get on the road now, man. Let's go."

"C'mon, Dean. What's your hurry? This is a nice place, we should embrace our time here, y'know?"

"Well you had plenty of time to embrace it when you were with her." He gestured to Bela.

"Bela, by the way." She jumped in.

"Oh. Fascinating," He looked back at me and jabbed his thumb back to the exit. "Let's go."

I grinned slightly. "Not until I get my karaoke time." And I went up to the stage, where they had just finished an old pop song I can't remember.

"Cas, what're you doing?" Dean hissed.

I knew exactly which song I wanted to do.

"Yo, VIP! Let's kick it!

Ice, ice, baby,

Ice, ice, baby.

Alright stop, collaborate and listen.

Ice is back with my brand new invention.

Something grabs a hold of me tightly.

Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly.