Metanoia

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Dean sighs as he downs another glass of whiskey, he feels sweet relief in the burning feeling as the liquid travels down his throat. He's five glasses in and he's still not feeling numb yet. Dean raises his hand, getting the bartender's attention, he walks over and pours him another drink. Dean nods his head, silently thanking him as he goes to take a sip.

"Hi there."

Dean turns his head and raises an eyebrow at the redhead standing to his left.

"Hey."

The red haired woman smiles as she sits down in the empty seat next to Dean, a sultry smile on her face as she eyes him up and down, her green eyes are enchanting.

"I couldn't help but notice that you're sitting here alone."

Dean lowers his head, knowing that this strange woman won't leave him alone unless he gives her a reason to, so he does. "My girlfriend and I had this fight." He's blunt in his reply, hoping that him not mentioning Juliet by name will give this woman a hint, but it doesn't.

Dean watches with a furrowed brow as she trails her fingers up and down his arm, a sugary sweet smile on her face as she flutters her eyelash extensions. "That's too bad. Well, y'know what they say, one person's loss is another person's gain."

The hunter shakes his head, "Listen lady, I don't even know your name."

She smiles, "It's Rhonda Hurley, and yours?"

The corners of her mouth lift up into a smirk, her green opals searching his face before a spark of recognition can been seen in her eyes.

"I know you, you're Dean Winchester, a hunter."

Dean, feeling creeped out, tries to shake her grip off his arm.

"How do you know who I am?"

Rhonda lets out a laugh, sounds more like a cackle than anything, it's not even close to Juliet's laugh.

"Oh, sugar. Every hunter knows who you are, they even know your daddy, but enough of that," the smirk on her face widens, "How 'bout me and you get down to some real business?" Before Dean can react, Rhonda grabs the back of his head and plants her lips on his. Dean is quick to fight her off him, just as the door to the bar opens. He looks to his right where Juliet is standing, her brown eyes wide with shock as her mouth drops to the floor at seeing her boyfriend with another woman.

Juliet scoffs, and to think she was going to come here and apologize.

Before he can blink, Juliet has turned around and is headed for the door.

Rhonda smirks, "Oh, leave her be. She's honestly not that worth it."

Dean goes to turn around but the sound of angry footsteps, stop him. Dean watches, partly in shock and partly impressed, as Juliet rounds on Rhonda and slaps her in the face. The red head grabs her, now red, cheek as she yelps in pain. The older Winchester brother smiles, proud and goes to turn to Juliet, but she's gone. His green eyes move to the door, where he sees a flash of brown hair before it closes shut.

Dean quickly downs his drink before grabbing his orange and black body warmer. He leaves the cash on the bar as he walks out of the building, hoping to catch up to Juliet.