HELLHOUND - Supernatural

Fifty three.

Season 3. Episode 11.

Mystery Spot.

"Heat of the moment." The radio blasted loudly. Sam's eyes snapped open, he got up with a groan. Dean was on the edge of his bed, tying his shoes with a grin. Sierra was in the bathroom, brushing her hair.

"Rise and shine, Sammy!" 

"Dude. Asia?" Sam raised a brow.

"Come on. You love this song and you know it."

"It's annoying!" Sierra called from the bathroom, groaning.

Dean just chuckled, standing up. "You weren't saying that last time it was on and you were singing along!"

"That... wasn't me."

"That wasn't you?"

"Nope!"

Sam scoffed with a grin, getting out of bed, "I agree, and if I ever hear it again. I'm gonna kill myself."

Dean turned up the volume, Sam laughed, "What? Sorry, couldn't hear you." He headed to the bathroom where Sierra was, pressing a kiss to her forehead before brushing his teeth.

Sierra smiled, leaving the bathroom, "You sleep okay, Samson?"

He ran a hand through his hair, nodding, "Yeah, yeah. Great." He headed to the bathroom to get sorted out for the day, Sierra laced her boots up and jacket.

"Hey, where's my gloves?" Sierra frowned, turning around confusedly. 

"Uhh..." Dean trailed off, shrugging as he was rummaging through his drawer. "Wait, here." He pulled them out, chucking them to her.

"Gracías." She sang, slipping them on as Sam left the bathroom. Now they were impatiently waiting for Dean despite him being up way before Sam.

"Whenever you're ready, Dean." Sam sarcastically smiled, leaning against the doorframe.

Dean pulled out a black lace bra, gesturing it to Sam, "This yours?"

Sam just glared, causing Dean to laugh and Sierra to scowl. "Ay, put it away!" She swatted him, "Poor Samson."

Dean laughed more, putting it back in the drawer and finding his gun. "Bingo. Now who's ready for some breakfast?"

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The trio entered the local diner, finding a booth inside and sitting down. Dean and Sierra sat next to each other whilst Sam sat opposite. Dean noticed a poster on the wall and pointed at it with a smile.

"Hey. Tuesday. Pig in a poke."

Sam raised a brow, "You even know what that is?"

"Bacon, bacon, bacon." Sierra mused, then looked up at the waitress, who had a name tag saying 'Doris'.

"You folks ready?"

Dean eagerly nodded, ordering first, "Yes. I'll have the special, side of bacon and a coffee."

Doris smiled, writing down the order as Sam ordered next, "Make it two coffees and a short stack."

"You got it." She smiled, glancing to Sierra, "And for the lady?"