The bar was chaos. Broken bottles glittered on the floor like shattered stars, and the brawl was still going strong when Dean shoved a guy through a jukebox and yelled, "Sam! Get her outta here!"

You grabbed a pool cue and turned just in time to jab it into the ribs of something that definitely wasn't fully human.

Sam was at your side a second later, eyes wide. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

You shrugged and mutterde something like "I had it under control", back.

He grabbed your hand and pulled you toward the back exit. "You're ridiculous."