² Deception - Dean Winchester

Seven

Sam, Dean, Jenny and Gordon were all sitting back in the bar. Dean had left over blood on his shirt from decapitating a vampire Gordon attempted to kill.

While Dean and Gordon still seemed to have an okay chat, Jenny and Sam had their arms crossed, frowning.

A waitress walked over and Dean started to pull out his wallet, Gordon doing the same as he shook his head. "No, no, I got it."

"Come on." Dean chuckled, Gordon handing the money to the waitress. "I insist. Thank you, sweetie." The two cheerful men raised their glasses to each other. Sam and Jenny still hadn't moved. "Another one bites the dust."

"That's right."

"Dean." Gordon laughed, setting his glass down. "You gave that big-ass fang one hell of a haircut, my friend."

"Thank you."

"That was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful." Dean smiled and nodded, turning to Sam and Jenny.

"Yep. You all right, Sammy? Jen?" Jenny shrugged, still staring at Gordon.

"We're fine." Sam answered, tilting his head to Dean.

"Well, lighten up a little, Sammy."

"They're the only ones who gets to call me that." Sam snapped quietly, Gordon leaning back.

"Okay. No offense meant. Just celebrating a little. Job well done."

"Right. Well, decapitations aren't my idea of a good time, I guess." Sam continued, and Gordon turned to Jenny.

"I'm not one to chat with guys who know things they shouldn't." Gordon laughed it off, waving his hand.

"Oh, come one, man. You've gotta have a little more fun with your job."

"See? That's what I've been trying to tell him. You could learn a thing or two from this guy." Jenny slowly looked to Dean, giving him a 'what about the thing you said two hours ago' look.

"Yeah I bet I could. Look, I'm not gonna bring you guys down. I'm just gonna go back to the motel." Sam stood up, Jenny grabbing her jacket.

"I think I'll tag along."

"You sure?" Dean frowned at the two, who nodded. They started walking away, Dean calling out to his brother. "Sammy? Remind me to beat that buzzkill out of you later, all right?" He tossed Jenny the keys, and they walked out of the bar.

"I know I only get a sick feeling around monsters and demons and shit. But this feeling? It's telling me I should run away from Gordon." Jenny said to Sam as they walked to the Impala.

"Good thing I'm not the only one."

...

Sam had ended his call with Ellen, looking a bit startled. "What's up, Samurai?"

"Ellen... She said we shouldn't work with Gordon." Jenny scoffed, nodding.

"Well. I can't say I don't agree with her." He shook his head.

"No. She said he's bad news. Like what Dean had said." Jenny frowned, slowly sitting down on her bed. "Do you think we should leave? Find a different case?"

"Well, I've never been a huge fan on decapitation. So I can start looking for a new case." Sam nodded as Jenny reached over to grab his computer. "Hey! I saw a vending machine outside. Could you grab me a soda?" Sam was silent for a moment before nodding. "Great. Or a kitkat if they have 'em."

"Fine. Be back in a sec." Sam walked out of the motel room as Jenny opened his laptop, searching for odd deaths and murders.

After only a few moments of Sam being gone, she heard a strange noise outside the window, quickly standing up and grabbing her gun. Another moment, and two vampires were charging at her.