The Winchester Sister

Chapter 5 - Monster Movie

*Ashlee's P.O.V*

The full moon shines brightly above us as the Impala makes it's way past the sign saying, "Welcome to Pennsylvania". Dean begins to fiddle with the radio. "The radio around here, sucks."

"Come on man." Sam whines.

"Jobs don't get much sweeter than this, you know?" I nod in agreement. "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."

"A little more gusto, please." Dean replies.

"It's just...The world is coming to an end. Things are a little complicated, you know?"

"Yeah, well, we can't saved the world, not today anyway." Dean answers. "But what we can do is chop off some vamps' heads. Come on, man, it's like the good old days, an honest-To-Goodness monster hunt. It's about time the Winchester got back to tackling. A straightforward, black-And-white case."

"Anyway, I hear it is 'Oktoberfest' where we are going. Meaning beer and pretzels, and a lot of girls." Trying to brighten their moods and it works, well, sort of. Dean grins but Sam smirks.

"You like girls?" Well...that question threw me off guard...Uh...

"Well, I can't really say due to the fact that I haven't dated anyone. So, I guess I am bi-curious...Why are we talking about my sexual orientation anyway?! If I want to admire sexy women, I will admire them!" Sam holds his hands up in surrender.

"Anyway, don't worry if you are. We don't care what your sexual orientation. However, when it comes to men-" I cut him off.

"If you are going to give me the talk. You will be tortured slowly then killed, got it?"

"You scare me." He looks at Dean, faking innocence. "She scares me. How the hell do we fight monsters but one very small girl, a teenager, can scare me?" Childish much...

"Little sisters, dude. Little sisters." Was Dean's only reply.

~Later~

Dean, Sam and I exit the Impala, adjusting our suits. "We still got to see the new "Raiders" movie."

"Saw it." Sam and I reply in unison.

"Without me?" Dean asks, incredulously.

"You were in hell." Sam states.

"That's no excuse." Dean retorts. "Big pretzel!" Dean walks over to the vendor and I shake my head in amusement of Dean's antics. Dean accepts the three pretzels and hands Sam and I one each.

"Thank you." Sam and I say together before we are bite into our pretzels. He maid walks past. 

"Guten tag." She says to us.

""Guten tag" yourself." Dean replies with his mouth full. I take another bite of my pretzel...this is delicious.

"Mmm-" Sam swallows his mouth full. "Looks like that's our man." We begin to walk over.

"Sheriff Dietrich." Sam states. 

"Are you boys from the fed? And who is this young lass?"

"Argent Anges and Young." They show their badges. "The young girl is my partners' daughter. He has her for the week." Dean and I nod in agreement.

"I wouldn't take her to work if I didn't have a choice." Dean adds on.

"That's fine." The Sheriff says.

"Anyway, we called ahead about your, uh, problem." Sam states.

"Right." Sheriff mumbles. "Um...I'll tell you what, why don't we talk about this out away from the crowd, huh?"