SPN Theories

Theory 22:

Dean was out driving in the impala, he had his music playing, Sam was asleep in the backseat as he wanted to lay down and not have his head against the car door. Dean couldn't help but smile because it brought back memories of him and Sam being kids, the both of them sleeping in the backseat of the impala when John would be driving to some other motel after finishing a hunt.

Dean stared out the windshield, driving, listening to his music, having memories of John taking him and Sam across the country, hunting, dropping the boys at Bobby's from time to time, going to different schools.

Dean remembered why he dropped out of school, he had just turned 16, he decided that if he was going to be a hunter, why go to school? He would've gone to another school within 3-4 weeks depending how John did on a case.

When they arrived back at the bunker, Dean woke Sam up to let him know they were back. Sam nodded and went inside up to his room while Dean just sat in Baby.

Dean ran his hand over her steering wheel and her dashboard.

Dean: You are in need of a good was Baby, inside and outside. I will make you shine so bright that other drivers will think you're a shooting star.

Dean couldn't help but chuckle. He got out of Baby, he then looked at her. He admired the car. Sam thought his brother was crazy for being obsessive with the car but he could see how much Dean loved the car since Dean would try to fix her up, clean her and make sure she was in perfect working condition. That was Dean's closest thing to being "normal" since he and Sam have the most shitty type of a lifestyle.

Later that night, Dean was in his man cave, he was eating some pizza he ordered while watching a Western movie with Clint Eastwood in it.

Sam was asleep in his room but he could hear Dean yelling at the movie for the good guy to shoot the bad guy. Sam couldn't help but chuckle at his older brother who was re-watching the same movie he had seen over 100 times.

A few days later, Sam and Dean got word of a case in Alabama. They saw news reports of people being kidnapped, left in caves with their insides gone. Good old Wendigos.

Dean hated them since he was captured by one but luckily he didn't die. They hate the light wendigos, so Sam and Dean got gasoline, matches, lighters, Dean brought the god damn Grenade launcher that Ketch brought when he met them and Castiel.

Sam just gave his brother his typical "bitch face", Dean shrugged it off and packed it in the impala.

When they got to Alabama, they did their "FBI" routine, getting information, finding out who found the bodies or if people saw a glimpse of the monster.

When Sam and Dean found the wendigos cave, Dean being Dean, used the grenade launcher. The wendigo let out a high pitch scream as it hated the bright light from the fire and that it was on fire as well.

Sam helped the latest captured victims, they thanked Dean and Sam, then ran away to get to safety.

Dean and Sam went back to their cheap ass motel, they packed their bags and packed the impala.

Sam: Hey Dean?

Dean: Yeah Sam?

Sam: If you want, I'll help clean up the Impala.

Dean: Thanks Sammy, Baby would appreciate it.

Sam: I'll do the inside or outside.

Dean: You organize the trunk, by that I mean...

Sam: FIll up the ammunition, clean the guns, load them, sharpen the machetes?

Dean: Yep.

Both the brothers laughed, Dean and Sam got inside the Impala, Dean started Baby up, her engine roaring to life then it purring like a cat. Dean turned on the stereo, Sam couldn't help but laugh since Dean loved Mullet rock.

Dean started singing to the song that came on the stereo and the song?

Carry On My Wayward Son by Kansas.