The myth, The legends, and The Detectives

Winchesters in london?

Its a bright sunny day.  Sam kisses jess goodbye and heads off to work at the law firm. "Sammy!  Wake up." Disgruntled Sam's eyes open to his brothers words."You were mumbling there for a little Sam. Having a good dream?" Dean asks. Sam them casually does what all winchesters do and lies directly to his closest friend " No. You know I don't dream Dean." He replies. Dean and sam know each other well enough to the poi t where there is no point in being dishonest but they do it anyway. "Well Sammy   whats on our list of Things to do today?". "Nothing yet dean. A job will come up eventually. Until then let's focus on getting that mark off". After a few hours and some homemade breakfast by Dean,  Sam suddenly perks up "hey dean come check this out." "So there are old stories about a mysterious blue box that appears through history. And wherever the box is, people always die." "Yeah and??..." Dean mumbles back "We need to get this mark off ASAP sammy. Lets not get off task here." "But dean. We read all the files and lore at least ten times. We need a break  and get this. The box has been reported seen within the last two days.". "Where at?" Dean says over his shoulder as he rumbles around in their fridge for a drink. "That's the thing. All over. Its been seen everywhere from New York to london. And most of the sightings are in London." "Sam...  Are you suggesting we go to the friggin UK in search of a box?". "Well dean maybe it would be a good idea to get away for a little". " No absolutely no way Sam. Not gonna happen".          -10 hours later in london- "I can't believe you beat me in rock paper scissors again Sam" dean angrly days as they Walk toward baggage claim "Well dean you agreed to play for the decision and here we are" sam says as he grabs their bags. " why don't you get get a rental car while I wait for the rest of the luggage dean". "Fine. But you owe me a beer later" dean says as he points at sam. "Alright dean   just go get a car"