Episode 6: Strange Nest-pack Part 2

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(opening scene)

It's still the middle of the night as the impala pulls up to the motel. Engine rumbling and then falling silent as the car is turned off. Sam and Rose climb out, still laughing over their antics back at the park and just having a blast just having some fun. Dean brooding and moody, remains in the cars front seat. Watching the two, not understanding why he can't get over his ego being crushed for not noticing the three women and Rose for being such a bad ass and only having to take three shots and managed to get them all. He should be proud that she was such a great shot, having not seen her shoot before, but couldn't do it cause he should have been the one to defend his brother. Now her she was becoming his best friend and playing with him in the field when all he wants is for that to be him. He shakes his head and climbs from the car. Deciding to just get over it, and go speak with Rose.

"Hey, can I speak to you for a moment?" he asks nudging her elbow with his as he gets closer to her. She turns and says something to Sam and then turns her focus fully back to Dean. Sam nods his head slightly and heads inside.

Now with her eyes looking right into his, he can feel his nerve wane a little, butterflies stirring in his stomach for no reason. Her bright green eyes gleam in the light from the parking lots light posts. He gulps what little saliva he has left in his mouth, having felt it dry up. "I just wanted to say you were really great out there, and I did not know you were such a great shot." he can feel a slight blush forming across his cheeks.

"Wait, did I just get a complement from the grumpy Dean, and are you blushing?" Rose squeals with excitement."

"You know what forget it." he grumbles and he moves around her.

"Hey no I'm sorry," Rose grabs the inner part of his arm and brings him to a stop, stepping back in front of him. "Thank you. I didn't want either you or Sam getting hurt, and I am actual not that great of a shot, I just got so worried. I was so relieved that I didn't hit Sam, and then I saw the bruise forming on his cheek and just felt so relieved that I could not contain my joy." Rose looks down and shuffles her feet. Thinking he might get upset with her for having firing a gun in his brothers direction without really having any experience.

Dean just stares at her shocked. "I should be angry with you, and I am a little but I'm more grateful. You did what you had to do to save your friend or in your guys case, future boyfriend." Dean chuckles out loud. Ignoring the slight pang of jealousy that the thought of her being with Sam brings.

Rose closes her eyes and hangs her head, shaking it slightly. "As I have told you before, I don't want Sam." she pats his chest as she walks by, opening the door, she turns in the door way, "why don't we get inside and get some sleep. We can start the next hunts research in the morning." she heads on in leaving Dean alone. Upon entering the room, he finds that Cas has disappeared again. Off do do some more digging.

The next day comes and goes with no luck. With having barley any on and off sleep, they struggle to find any results on a specific band seeing as how there were a few in the area during each attack and some over lap during the dates. Slowly but surely they start to limit it to just two bands out of the dozen that they started with, but that still won't work. They need to know exactly which band to go after. Papers again are strewn all over the place as the research over takes them. By the next day the have a break threw. Rose finds the websites for both bands merchandise and on one site she recognizes the logo from the objects that the other women that she had found when following this band. "So it is the same band. I just had a feeling it was them. I have been tracking this nest for about a year now but can never get close enough. They are doing a show tomorrow night in the next town over. Looks like were going to a concert," she claps her hands as she finishes purchasing tickets. She closes the laptop and looks up to two very confused looks. She gives them both and ugly look that asks what are you looking at like that for. "What. I told you that most of the victims have been women who had a VIP pass, word is they were given to them by one of the band members. We are going, I'm going to flirt with one of the members while they are on stage and get the pass, and then poison them with dead mans blood. We will need to get some more of that by the way. I ran out, unless you two have some."

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