Super Freaks

Decoy Mania

"Come on, Sam, change the channel! This crap is for 14 year olds who just went through a breakup," Dean said from the front seat, Sam rolling his eyes and changed the radio from Evanescence to CD mode and Five Minutes Alone by Pantera came on. I shifted forward and gave Dean a disappointed look, resting my elbows on the leather seat, the space between my older brother's shoulders.

"What?" Dean asked and he looked past me, Sam looking almost certainly disappointed as well. Dean shifted uncomfortably in the front seat. Having two younger sibilings give you dirty looks was terrifying apparently.

"You finally bought a new album and you got PANTERA?" Sam asked, his eye brows raised. I looked at Dean, backing Sammy up.

"Yeah," I inputted with sass, my head grooving with it.

Dean's upper lip twitched like it always did when he was in a cornered situation.

"Eat me," Dean replied sarcastically and pushed the disk change button on the dash board aggressively. The car spat the disk out and Dean handed back the CD and I snapped the disk back into it's case, tossing it aside into the pile next to me, I had gone back to Hall's house and grabbed alot of my things. One of them was my CD collection. These boys needed more music, some serious new music. I handed forward The White Stripes from under my Laptop.

Dean took the disk into his hand and sighed. He put the CD in and Seven Nation Army came on.

"Aw yeah!" Sam smiled from the passanger seat and his head bobbed to the bass line.

"Amateurs," Dean said and shook his head. Me and Sam paused our jamming.

Me and Sam looked at Dean.

"Old man," We replied in perfect sycn. Dean rolled his eyes.

"How's the satillite coming?" Dean asked me as I sunk back into the back seat and opened up my satallie gear that was next to my laptop. As I was opening it I just so happened to look past Sam's shoulder and began to read what was on his screen. Sammy was reading vampire erotica on his computer from what I could tell from back here and I stifled a giggle. It was the kinky kind too. Oh if only Dean knew.

"Well so far, from here, I'm just getting readings from Michigan but it isn't strong enough to be demon olmens. At best, it's a resurrected spirit and someone is bending it's will to control it. And Sammy, can I read that story after you?" I said. Dean looked at Sam who quickly shut the laptop to stop Dean from seeing, blushing all different shades of red.

"It's just reasearch. You'd find it excruciatingly painful, Abby. Just pagan lore," Sam blushed. I leaned forward and rested my chin on his shoulder, he shifted uncomfortably, and blushed harder. From the past two months?

"Do these Pagan gods enjoy seeing their vampire sacrifices spread out before them naked and bound in leather and studs?" I asked and looked at Sam who burst into a tomato shade of brilliant red.

Dean inhaled, his eyebrows raised and turned his head away from Sam. Apparently that was too far off the board of normal for Dean-porn. Which was interesting because I had found some of his porn and.... Well.... He was more than normal when it came to his kinks. Lets just say some really gay toys and some really BDSM techniques.

"Uh-um.... No...." Sammy blushed and shifted in his seat, his laptop covering his lap. From experience I could tell he had a very HARD situation. I laughed and pulled away, going back to my satellite in the backseat.

"Really? In the car?" Dean asked and Sam looked to Dean and clenched his jaw, looking scared and nervous.

"With our little sister," Dean added, whispering.