HELLHOUND - Supernatural

Seventy six.

Season 4. Episode 5.

Monster Movie.

The Impala sped down the road lined with trees and past a sign saying 'WELCOME TO PENNSYLVANIA'. Lightning flashed continuously and loudly, but the bad music in the car was louder.

Dean groaned, turning off the radio. "The radio around here sucks." Dean noticed the lack of enthusiasm in the car. Sam was silently shining his flashlight on his notes whilst Sierra was staring at the raindrops down the window. "Come on, guys. Jobs don't get much sweeter than this, you know? Dead vic with a gnawed-on neck, body drained of blood, and a witness who swears up and down that it was a vampire."

"No, I -- I agree. It's a hell of a case." Sam replied bluntly.

"A little more gusto, please." Dean encourage, looking to Sam for a brief moment before peering at Sierra via the rearview mirror, "C'mon puppy, back me up here."

"Out of all the cases you could've invited me on..." Sierra drawled with boredom, she ignored Dean's hopeful expression at his given nickname for her. She just ignored it and kept her tone neutral. "we're hunting a vampire."

"Exactly A vampire! Again!" Dean grinned excitedly, trying to keep the spirits lifted. "You don't think it's cool?"

"Eh..." She just shrugged plainly. There was still a bit of tension between her and Dean after their fight, but after Sam's words, she forced herself to push her feelings aside and help them with this next hunt. "We've done it before."

Sam sighed and spoke up, "It's just... the world is coming to an end. Things are a little complicated, you know?"

"Yeah, well, we can't save the world, not today anyway. But what we can do is chop off some vamps' heads." Dean added calmly, "Come on, man, it's like the good old days, an honest-to-goodness monster hunt. It's about time the Winchesters and their Hellhound got back to tackling a straightforward, black and white case." He finished with a smirk, glancing to Sierra again, who just raised a brow.

"Their Hellhound?" She repeated with a scoff, "What am I, a pet?"

"Hey, lets face it, we're better as a three." He dodged the question with his smirk, trying to ease their tension. "Plus, it's nice to actually see you sat in the back, even if you glare at me." He sarcastically added, expecting her to bite back, but she didn't. He felt like that was worse - another punch to his stomach.

Sierra sighed, leaning comfortably against Baby's seats, "I surprisingly missed this old girl. But hey, this isn't permanent. I have a soft spot for my bike."

Dean pouted, "What about Baby?" He gestured to his sacred Impala.

She pondered, tapping her fingers on the leather. She then expressed a defeated sigh, "Alright, maybe I like Baby more."

"Knew it!"

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The trio entered the village in their suits. There was a band playing music under a gazebo, which echoed throughout the place. The smell of food lingered from different vendors, the sound of laughter and shouting came from all around. They walked under the large sign, which read 'OKTOBERFEST 2008'.

Dean adjusted his suit, glancing around. "We still got to see the new Raiders movie.

"Saw it." Sam admitted without looking, Sierra was silent as she wasn't interested in the movie.

Dean looked at him incredulously, "Without me?"

"You were in Hell." Sam bluntly stated with a shrug.

"That's no excuse." Dean shook his head with a disappointed sigh, then glanced down at Sierra, whose eyes were narrowed as she scanned the place. "He saw it without me."