SUPERNATURAL. in which a girl - bek anderson - is found on the side of the road. 8 years later, she has no recollection of her life before that until a pair of brothers walk into the bar. together they hunt the supernatural - saving people, hunting...
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ LONG OVERDUE NAP ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ ( Dream A Little Dream Of Me )
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TWO DAYS later, Bobby and Dean were still awake and kicking. Allison still questioned why he was able to get her dna when she hadn't touched anything. Dean and Sam were riding in the Impala, "I mean, this Jeremy guy isn't a friggin' ghost. Where the hell could he be?"
Sam looks over at Dean, "Dean, are you sure you don't want me to drive?" Dean sends him a sharp look, "You--you seem a little caffeinated."
"Well, thanks for the news flash, Edison!" Dean exclaims. His cell phone begins to ring and he digs it out of his pocket, "Tell me you got something."
"Strip club was a bust, huh?" Allison snickers on the other line, sharing a look with Bobby. "That was our last lead."
"What the hell, Allison?" Dean shouts and her eyes slightly widened. "Don't yell at me, dumbass. I'll put you on your ass before you can blink, you hear? We're working our asses off."
"Sorry. I'm sorry -- I'm just . . . tired." Dean admits.
"Well, who ain't?"
"Whats Bela got?"
Allison looks back at the brunette who was hovering over an ouija board. "Whatcha got Bela?"
"Sorry, sometimes the spirit world's in a chatty mood, and sometimes it isn't." Bela sighs.
"She's got nothing."
"Well, great. I'm just gonna go blow my brains out now!" He shouts and hangs up the phone. Allison's mouth drops as she slowly lowers the phone from her ear and looks back at Bela and Bobby, "He's gone batshit crazy."
Bobby sighs and turns to Bela, "Let me ask you something. What are you doing helping us?"
"Bobby, I'm surprised you don't remember. Flagstaff?" Allison turns around to observe their encounter. She watched his face go distant, "Oh . . . yeah. Flagstaff."
DEAN IS still driving and he pulls off the road, coming to a complete stop. "Alright, that's it! I'm done." Dean comments, lowering his seat back. "What are you doing?"
"Taking myself a long overdue nap." Dean replies.
"What? No, Dean, Jeremy could come after you."
"Thats the idea."
"What?"
"Oh, come on, man. We can't find him, so let him come to me." Dean says, not bothering to open his eyes. He was dead set on getting sleep, even if it meant he was in danger.
"On his own turf? Where he's basically a God?" Sam looks at his brother with a stupid look on his face. "I can handle it." Dean comments.
Sam was hesitant but he reached over quickly, "Not alone you can't," he pulls a piece of Deans hair from his head making him groan, "Ow! What are you doing?"
