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Chance Encounters	By : TheWickedMuse Category: Supernatural > Het - Male/Female Views: 1780 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Chance Encounters

Author: Wicked Muse

Chapter: episode one in a series of insanity.

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Jade/Sam

Archiving: ask please

Warnings: drinking, dancing, and a little nooky.

Spoilers: none

Feedback: oh please yes! I love feedback!

Disclaimer: Don’t own supernatural or the boys. Everything else is my wacked out invention.

Summary: Jade Colt grows weary of not being trusted to hunt alone and takes off on a mission to find and kill a coven of witches but has little success. Having grown a little too fond of her ‘day job’ cover she meets someone, and has no clue how closely tied their lives actually are.

Three weeks. She’d been working this job for three weeks and she wasn’t any farther to closing this one than when she first got here. It was the first hunt she’d gone on since she left home. It was strange not to have her sister by her side… but she felt somehow liberated. She had gotten wind of some news from an old friend that there was a coven working some major mojo and causing a bit of paranormal ruckess. Her funds that she’d traveled out with had run out and she wasn’t that great at poker, and most of the pool halls already had a red flag warning out on her, so she’d had to resort to the other option open for women to make quick money. Stripping. Granted she was in way over her head and hadn’t a clue how to handle the situation she found herself in, but she still felt a sense of accomplishment. She was nineteen and she needed to see if she could handle the life of a solo hunter or not. Her mother had died years ago, and just a few months prior to her leaving, her grandparents had passed away. This was her way of dealing with it all… the loss of her grandparents, her baby sister turning 18, and a bad breakup with a long time beau. The people in her life were not happy with the fact that she’d just up and left with nothing but a note to the sister that she would contact her in time. She knew that she’d get shit for it all when she was finally tracked down.

She was pulling her car into the employee parking lot of the Silver Lining tavern when her cell phone rang. Once she pulled into her spot and shut off the engine, she pulled her phone from her back pocket and looked at the caller id, and slouched with a sigh.

“Hi Bobby”

“Dammit girl, where the hell are you?” came Bobby’s gruff voice on the other end.

“Bobby, I’m working a case-“ she didn’t even get to finish her sentence before she was cut off.

“You even want to know how much shit you’re in right now?” His voice was bordering on yelling as his frustration grew.

“Bobby, I’m fine. I got things under control here, now just let me be and I’ll see you when I’ve wrapped this up” She stated calmly knowing that anything she said wouldn’t make him happy.

“I swear, one of these days you’re gonna wind up with a tag on your toe and I’m gonna have to come id your body” He shouted it into the phone hoping it might sink through.

“I’m a big girl Bobby, I can handle this one” She stated trying her hardest to bite her tongue.

“Do you even know what you’re doing out there kid?” He asked this time yelling at her through the phone. “Well?”

The silence he received from her told him that he’d pushed the envelope.

“Just tell me where you are” he demanded with a resigned sigh. He knew he wasn’t going to knock any sense into her thick head.

“I’m in Jersey” She said with a tone that told him she wasn’t offering up anything else.

“Did you take any money with you?” He asked, with concern in his voice.

“A little… but I’ve got that covered too”

“How do you have it covered?” He asked now sounding irritated with her now. “Don’t even tell me you’re leaving a paper trail…”

“I’m not that stupid Bobby, there are other options open to women for quick money” the moment of silence that he held out made her worry. “I’m not whoring myself out if that’s what you mean”

“Then what the hell else could you be doing?”

“Well… There’s this tavern that was looking for…” She let the sentence die out because she knew he wouldn’t approve no matter what. “Well you know…”

“You’re stripping?!” He shouted at her.

“Well, what the hell else am I supposed to do?” she shouted back at him. “It’s not like I’m doing anything illegal!”

“Jesus…” he breathed

“Jesus has nothing to do with it” She stated sarcastically

“Smartass. Now you call me every 48 hours so I know you’re still alive.” He growled as he hung up.

Jade scoffed and flipped her phone closed with an audible click. “Love you too” she mumbled as she pulled her keys out of the ignition and grabbed her duffle out of the back seat of her mustang and headed inside. She had figured Bobby would call her, she’d just expected it to be sooner. She couldn’t believe it had taken him over a week to finally reach her… but considering she’d not only gone across the continental US and changed not only her number but phone providers, she gave him credit that he found her at all. After her mother passed away five years ago, Bobby became something of a father to her. Her sister hadn’t grown as close to him as she had, but her sister had been closer to their mother. Bobby also knew that Onyx had a good head on her shoulders, where Jade was reckless, much like him. This just meant that he was harder on her than Onyx, but there was a respect and love between Jade and Bobby that most people never found with father figures.

The ‘Silver Lining Tavern’ was a small time bar where she took on a job as a dancer. It was quiet place tucked away in a small rural area that serviced mostly hunters passing through, but it also served the general public. It was a simple place, there was food served, along with alcohol and the dancers were far from nude. It was more along the likes of Flashdance. The tavern was owned by a woman, and she refused to completely objectify her girls. They wore bikini’s under all their costumes and that was the closest to in the buff they got… not that any of the male customers complained. Jade always showed up to work about an hour early, mostly because she liked to take her time getting ready, but also because this way she could avoid the rush of patrons that generally showed up around 10pm. She was tired tonight and knew that her routine would suffer for it, but she needed the money and so she poured herself a very large cup of strong black coffee. She’d been having some issues with the new bartender lately, he didn’t seem to understand that when she said she wasn’t interested in him, it meant not to try harder to get her interested in him. When she finished filling her cup full of coffee she walked out of the employee room and nearly ran head on into him as he walked out from behind the bar. Jade cursed as her coffee nearly went sloshing down the front of her, but thankfully managed to stay in the cup.

“Shit! Jesus Matt, watch where you’re going!”

“I was” he said as he leered at her with a look that made her feel sick.

Jade scoffed. “Fuck off” she spat and stepped around him towards the dressing room.

“I’d rather just fuck you!” she could hear him shout across the small distance between bar and dressing rooms.

“Only in your dreams Matt!” she retorted knowing that someday she’d have to drill that concept into his brain. She yawned as she walked into the dressing room and took notice of the fact that she still had an hour before she was due on stage. She pondered on the phone call she’d had with Bobby, and it struck her as odd that he hadn’t tried harder to get her to come home. This meant two things… either he was going to come after her himself, or he was convincing someone else to come after her. She groaned and hung her head knowing that Bobby wasn’t one to chase after people, which meant he was sending someone out after her. She shouldn’t have told him what state she was in. That was all he needed to have Ash figure out just where in Jersey she was. That man was a master with the computer, and would likely use her cell as a GPS signal and pinpoint her location. She just wondered who it was he’d send after her. She finished off her coffee and prepared for her first shift on the stage. She knew that by tomorrow night, she’d be tracked down and there’d be a familiar face in the crowds. This was going to be a long night.

“Yeah thanks Bobby” John said as he hung up his phone and turned the engine to the Impala. He glanced up into the rearview mirror at his son Sam in the backseat. The look on his face stated that he was not happy to be along on this trip. Sam stared intently out the window clenching his jaw to keep from ripping his dad a new one for conning him into this trip. All he’d wanted was to take up the scholarship for Standford and get the hell out of dodge so to speak. His father had insisted on him taking one last hunt with him and his brother before he made a decision. Dean sat in the passenger seat next to his dad in the large black beast of a car that he hoped to someday hold the keys to.

“Who was that?” Dean asked as he looked at the weary face of his father.

“Bobby. We got a situation in Jersey we have to handle” John stated with a bit longing in his voice. It’d been so many years since he’d seen either of the girls… and he missed both of them. The last time he’d seen them was at their mother’s funeral, and he and Jade hadn’t parted on good terms. He cared for each girl as much as he did his own sons, and felt a sorrow that neither set of siblings remembered the other. He knew it was for the best that the boys knew nothing of the girls, or that anyone else knew who they were. He knew that in time everything would come to light, but that it was best to let fate handle that situation.

“What kind of situation?” Dean asked his curiosity getting the better of him.

“Gotta check on a girl, she may be in trouble. There’s a coven that’s causing some trouble in the area and Bobby got a tip on the case.” John looked at Sam in the rearview again and noticed the annoyed look on his face. “Lighten up Sam, things aren’t as bad as they seem”

Sam turned and glared at his father through the rearview mirror. “Christ dad, you dragged me into this kicking and screaming and now you want me to be happy about it? I don’t even want to be here!”

“Then why are you here?” Dean shouted at his brother as he turned his head to glare at his brother.

“Boys!” John shouted and both of them turned their head in the other direction. Dean was used to this lifestyle, but Sam was just out of high school and pissed at the fact that his dad conned him into this one last ‘trip’ so he was not going to give him an inch of relief from his temper. Both Dean and John heard Sam mumble something about this new case they were heading towards and lean his head back on the seat and closed his eyes. It would take another day before they’d reach Jersey and after this was done, he was so heading to California.

Jade woke the next evening with a groan. She’d worked overtime at the tavern and hadn’t had a chance to do any form of research on the trouble making coven. This job was starting to distract from her hunt… and she was thinking about quitting. She looked at her clock and noted that she had slept most of the day. When you work until five am, you tend to sleep through most of the day, she didn’t mind… daylight wasn’t very kind to her. She was pale with dark hair and bright green eyes… but that’s what happens when your parents come from Irish and Norse heritage. She preferred the darker hours of dusk and night, it was easier on her eyes and less people were out during the week. She pulled herself out of bed and knew that she had two hours before it was time to head off to the tavern. She’d promised her boss that she’d cover a few hours of waiting tables before she hit the stage, so she was working eight hours instead of six. She didn’t mind though because she took the first stage slot of the night which got her out of the tavern and back to the motel she called home by 2am instead of 5. This gave her three hours to research before she called it a night. She took her time getting ready and found that two hours passed quicker than one would think and found herself again behind the wheel of her hunter green mustang. The engine roared to life and in a short lapse of time she found herself back in the parking lot of the tavern. She checked her image in the mirror one last time before heading in and noticed that she was starting to get the faintest hint of dark circles under her eyes. She made a mental note to start taking care of herself more often.

She’d been on shift waitressing the tables for the last two hours… and had been hit on over ten times by Matt, the bartender, and she lost count of how many customers had followed his lead. She hated waitressing, but thankfully she made tips… and tips is what paid for the motel she slept in and the food she ate while on this damned hunt. She was starting to think of giving it up and going home… but she decided she’d stick it out as long as possible. She was returning her tray back behind the bar before heading to the dressing room to start her shift on stage. It was 10pm and she was already feeling the weariness from the last few hours on her feet. She was about to head off to the dressing room when Matt, the bartender came around the corner and blocked the only exit from behind the bar.

“Move.” She stated simply

“Not until you agree to go on a date with me” he said looking her over like a wolf eyeing its dinner.

“No. Matt how many times do I have to tell you, NO! Now get the hell out of my way!” she said and tired to move around him. When he wouldn’t budge she went the only other way she could, she hopped over the bar. Given that she was six foot tall made it easy for her to do so. Normally she wouldn’t have resorted to such measures, but Matt was six foot seven and about two hundred pounds of muscle. She wasn’t about to try to stand up to him. Finally she found her way through the growing crowd of people and into the backstage dressing room… but what she didn’t know, was that Dean and Sam Winchester had walked through the main entrance at that very moment. She knew that tonight she’d have to scope the audience during her set on the stage, to see just who Bobby sent out after her. She took her time getting ready, she figured if someone had come looking for her, she might as well make sure she put on a show. She wasn’t expecting what transpired that night.

Dean was grinning like a Cheshire cat as he walked into the tavern. He’d been waiting for his dad to take off so that he could finally get Sammy out for some fun… granted they didn’t share the same idea of fun, but he had to try. Dean’s idea of fun was to get Sammy out, drinking, and perhaps get him laid… if he’d drink enough to forget that he had a ten foot pole up his ass. Dean had every intention of having his own fun tonight… hence why he chose a strip joint to head off to. It was also the last place he was likely to find his dad venturing out to while searching for this person he was after. The boys heard the loud voice of a woman at the bar and both of them looked over just in time to see a woman hop the bar and storm through the backstage door. Dean felt he’d just found his conquest for the night… and now had the daunting task of figuring out just who she was. After taking a few moments to look about the place for a set of empty seats, Dean found himself a table just near the end of the stage… and he knew that’d be the best place to scope out the joint. He finally got Sam to sit down so he could hold the table while Dean went to go get some drinks to help the poor boy relax. He knew that if Sam didn’t unwind soon, he’d blow a gasket. That boy was wound tighter than a spool of thread… and the fact that he wasn’t happy about this whole situation didn’t make him relax any. Dean flagged down the bartender and took note of the fact that he was rather tall… then again anyone taller than Sam was just gargantuan in his book.

“What can I get for ya?” the bartender said with a softer voice than he’d have thought. Big guys usually had big voices… but not this one. It actually made Dean raise a brow and smirk.

“Uh… four beers” He said feeling a little more macho than normal with his gruff voice out manning the big guy behind the counter.

When the bartender set the drinks on the counter Dean dropped 30 bucks on the counter and headed over to the table setting three bottles in front of Sam and taking a swig from the one in his hand.

“Drink up Sammy” Dean said as he pulled the chair out, sat down and leaned back staring at the stage waiting for the next show to begin.

“Dean, I’m not drinking all these” Sam stated as he stared at his idiotic brother.

“Yes you are… you need to learn to lighten up. That starts with drinking till you wake up next to a strange naked woman!” Dean said and winked at Sam as the lights dimmed down and the stage went black.

The voice of an announcer resounded through the bar;

The Silver Lining Tavern proudly presents the lovely Miss Morgan…

The applause was subtle, but then again, there were very few regulars that frequented the bar. As the simple beat and strange sounds of the song Cream floated through the bar, the stage lights slowly came up casting an eerie red and yellow and glow on the stage to reveal Jade dressed in black fishnets, a white vinyl dress with a silver zipper down the front that formed to her body like a glove. The fact that she wore white high heeled ankle boots with her raven black hair, made her look like a bit like a fallen angel... or at least that was the look she was going for.

Dean’s arm stopped midway to bringing his beer up to his lips and he felt his pants suddenly become a little tight with this sensory overload before him. Sam felt the room get warmer and swallowed audibly as the woman on the stage began one of the sexiest strip teases he’d ever seen. Granted Dean had only dragged him into one other strip club… but he’d never seen anything quite like this. The fact that the song was completely obscene and had nothing to do with anything but sexual innuendos, and then to have this woman slowly unzip a dress that looked like it was part of her skin were a bit much for Sam. Both of the boys could do little bit sit and stare with the rest of the occupants of the bar as she peeled the dress from her body to reveal a toned but pale well endowed woman in a black sequined bikini. Sam downed his second beer of the evening hoping that it might take the temperature in the room down a notch… sadly all it did was make his head feel even lighter. Dean just sat staring with a wicked smile on his face letting the torrid thoughts run amuck in his head. When Sam noticed the girl kept looking at him while she was on stage, he began to feel his face flush. Dean had to admit he felt a twinge of jealousy at the fact that the girl he had planed to chase after, appeared to be flirting with his brother. Oh well…

John had been to every motel and bar in the small town and was yet to find his girl. He couldn’t believe the fact that not only had she gone on a hunt alone, but that she hadn’t told anyone where she was headed. He’d been out for the last two hours and wasn’t any closer to finding her than anyone else was. There was only one place left to check. He hoped to everything on earth and below that he wasn’t going to find her here. John walked up to the entrance and could hear the sound of music through the door… but little else. When he stepped inside and within sight of the stage he was stopped in his tracks by the sight of Jade on the stage in little more than nothing. She looked different for some reason, and then he realized what it was. Not only was she far skinnier than when he’d last saw her, but she was rather pale and sporting short black hair as opposed to her normal long red hair. She looked like she’d gone through hell and hadn’t found a way out yet. As the song Cream ended John felt a rush of anger well inside of him. When Aerosmith’s Just Push Play started over the speakers he had to force himself to keep his sight on a girl he viewed as a daughter. When he caught sight of his two sons sitting near the stage he closed his eyes and shook his head. Why the hell were the fates throwing this at him? He knew they had every right to lust after a pretty girl, but this one, he wanted to keep them away from. He didn’t need any of them learning the truth of just how closely their lives were intertwined. It was a promise that he’d made to the girl’s mother before she died that he’d do his best to keep them from each other.

Sam finally found a moment after the first song was over where he could make himself look away and try to regain some of his rational thought… when he spotted his father standing towards the back of the room. He just chuckled silently and shook his head and kicked Dean’s leg. Dean looked at him like he was going to kill him but when Sam nodded in the direction of his father, Dean’s happy face vanished. He knew they were gonna get shit for this. Didn’t matter how old they were, to John, when they went out drinking, they were slacking off on the job.

Jade was finishing up her set, and as the last of the Aerosmith song played out, she spotted him. John Winchester. Jesus, why didn’t Bobby just send the cops after her… it would have been a hell of a lot better than this. Now not only did John know that she’d gone off on a hunt alone, but he’d seen her on stage. It was like getting caught with your hand in the cookie jar. Jade realized as she walked off stage that she had to get out of there as fast as possible and keep herself as mundane and invisible as she could. She figured John would be waiting outside the dressing room, but she had to hope that she could use her stealthy nature to sneak out unnoticed. It only took her about five minutes to grab her gear and stuff it in her duffle and pull on the jean overalls and hoodie that she used to leave work in but when she tried to sneak out the stage door, she saw John peering around the corner. She froze hoping that the fact she was standing in a shadow wearing dark colors would give her enough cover, but sadly John had spotted her. As she waited for the inevitable to happen, she noticed Matt heading over towards where John was standing. For the first time ever since meeting him, she was glad he was watching her. She slipped out the back door and felt an overwhelming urge for a cigarette. Normally she would have kept a pack in her car, but she’d made a promise to her sister at their mother’s funeral that she’d quit, and she wasn’t backing out of that one. She stood outside the door for just a moment letting the cool air of the night help to clear her head and was just walking off towards her car when she felt a hand wrap a death grip around her arm and push her into the brick wall. She felt a surge of pain from where her left shoulder met the corner of a broken brick and a burst of stars as her head collided with the wall from the force of Matt’s push.

“Ow! What the-” She started but his words cut her off

“Aint nobody here but us now” Matt stated as he pushed her up against the wall

“Matt… I’ve told you before to leave me-“ her words were cut short as the back of his hand made impact with her right cheek just below her eye.

“Bastard!” she spat at him and tried to raise her free hand to push him away, but Matt raised his hand and struck her across the face again, this time splitting her lip.

“No more words… you’re mine now” He said as one of his large hands wrapped around her neck in a very strong bruising grip as he tried to render her unconscious in about the most idiotic way possible.

Jade could feel her head growing lighter as her airway was slowly closed by the man’s hand. Not only was her face stinging with the force of his slap, but she could feel a slow trickle of blood seeping from a small break in the skin on her cheekbone, and the taste of blood filling her mouth. After having her head cracked against the wall she knew that if she didn’t try to defend herself, she’d pass out and be at his mercy… and that was the last thing she wanted. She brought her free hand up to the one on her throat and drug her nails down the back of his hand, but to no avail. When she heard the doors to the employee entrance open, she gathered the last thought she could and raised her knee to Matt’s groin. When he doubled over she caught sight of three figures jump and attack the man before she started coughing, felt her head spin and the world went black.
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