I'm just kinda... Supernatural

Mystery Spot

"And it was the heat of the moment, telling me what your heart meant, the heat of the moment." I woke up to the radio blasting and Dean.

"Rise and shine Sammy!" He yelled. "You too Short!"

"I actually slept last night?" I mumbled sitting up on the couch.

"How long have you ever gone without sleep?" Sam asked.

"A month maybe two. It's not very hard." I pushed my hair back that was sticking to my face. "Sleeping is disgusting." Dean started walking towards the bathroom. "No!" I flashed into the bathroom. "I call shower." Dean mumbled something under his breath as I closed the door. After both Dean and I showered, they did their morning routine, I did mine and we went to breakfast.

"Drive safely now Mr. Pickett." The cashier said to the old man.

"Yeah, yeah." Mr. Pickett walked out.

"Can't stay unless you order something, Cal, you know the rules." The waitress said to a homeless looking man.

"Just a coffee." The man said as we sat in a booth.

"Hey, Tuesday, pig 'n a poke." Dean smiled at Sam as he read the sign.

"Do you even know what that is?" Sam laughed a little.

"Pig is bacon which is meat. I'm ordering it." I slapped down my menu.

"You three ready?" The waitress asked.

"Yes, I'll have the special, side of bacon, and a coffee." Dean smiled up at her.

"A burger and some bacon." I changed my mind with the order because burgers are love, burgers are life.

"Make it two coffees and a short stack." Sam ordered.

"You got it." She walked away.

"Short stack? Is that me?" I asked.

"No it's pancakes." Sam talked to me like he was talking to a three year old.

Dean settled into the booth seat next to me. "I'm telling you Sam, this job is small fry we should spend our time hunting down Bela."

"Okay, sure. Let's get right on that, where is she again?" Sam replied.

"Shut up." Dean dragged out the words.

"He has a point. She's got the colt and that's the closest thing there is to killing the demon that holds your contract." I pointed out.

"Believe me I want to find her as much as you two do but in the mean time." Sam pulled out some papers from the inside of his jacket. What does he have a folder in there or something? "Dexter Hasselback. He was passing through town last week when he vanished. He was on his way to visit the Brower County Mystery Spot."

"Mystery spot? Aren't those the alien places?" I asked. Sam looked at me like I was three again and then ignored me. Dean handed me a paper.

Where the laws of physics have no meaning!

Was printed out on it.

"Two coffees, black." The waitress handed one to each of them. "And some hot sauce for the-" the hot sauce fell off her tray. "Woops. Crap. Sorry. Clean up!" She walked away.

"Why do you both drink your coffees black? Is it because you're hunters? Hunters that are sad because of their lack of a childhood? Hunters that cry because they can't save anyone? Hunters that gotta drink their coffee black because they're just too soulless for flavored coffee? You guys drink your coffee black because it's black like your souls." I placed my hands on the table and narrowed my eyes at them. They just stared at me and drank their black coffee. "Let me tell you something. I'm half demon and I drink my coffee white."