Hunted (TW x SPN)

Said the Spider to the Fly

Dean Winchester woke up that morning with a pounding headache, and he was starting to regret going out the night before. He and Sammy had earned that right, or at least that's what he kept telling himself.   They had saved more people than they could count, not to mention the world itself, so the least they deserved was a night out at a bar.  As Dean made his way out of his room and to the bunker's kitchen, he could smell the coffee letting him know that Sam was already up and moving.  Dean was right, he saw Sam sitting in the library doing some research on a case that Bobby had been talking about, or at least that's what he assumed Sam was doing.   After pouring himself a cup of coffee and grabbing the last few pieces of bacon his brother had left for him, Dean joined him in the library.

Hearing Dean sit down in front of him, Sam looked up acknowledging his presence. Then he started talking before Dean even had a chance to open his mouth, "Beacon Hills, California."

"What?" a confused Dean asked.

"That's where we're going." Sam informed him, "Beacon Hills, California. We're leaving soon so go get everything packed."

"Really? No, 'Good Morning, Dean. How's my favorite brother doing today?' Thanks Sammy, I love you too," Dean said sarcastically. "You gonna tell me what this case is about anyway?"

Sam had already stood up, getting all of his stuff together and taking his plates and cups to the kitchen when he replied, "I'll tell you on the way. Bobby wants us there as soon as possible and it'll take us a couple days to get there."

Sam then left the library through the kitchen, leaving Dean to finish his coffee and breakfast alone.   After he had finished, Dean followed his brother's instructions and packed for their next hunt.   He had an uneasy feeling about it and packed more than he normally would have, something told him that this was going to be a long hunt.  Sam, though he didn't exchange his unease with Dean, had the same feeling as his older brother.   He wasn't sure about this case and was a little concerned with the trouble that Bobby might be getting them into.  So he too, like his brother, packed for a long trip, bringing twice as much as he would pack for a usual hunt.

The brothers met each other at their '67 Chevy Impala that Dean keeps in the bunker's garage.  Their expressions of dread and unease mirrored each other's when they saw the amount of luggage and supplies they had each packed.   They knew then that this hunt was going to change their lives like no hunt had ever done before, however, nothing could have prepared them for journey they were about to embark upon.   After loading everything into the car that Dean lovingly called Baby, he pulled out of the garage with AC/DC blaring from the radio in an attempt at keeping the gnawing unease in the back of his mind at bay.

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"So, Sammy, are you going to tell me about this mysterious case Bobby has us out on?" Dean asked his brother without removing his eyes from the road ahead of him.  Sam turned down the music before responding to his brother and telling him everything.  This case was definitely different than stuff they had worked on in the past, weird things had been going on in this town for years.  The town had experienced house fires, missing children, wild animals, and an endless amount of death and murders.  The brothers were amazed that there was even still a town to go investigate.

"So you're telling me," Dean started, "that all of that crap has happened in that one town and we're just now finding out about it!?"   He was very confused as to how something that chaotic and filled with supernatural omens had slipped by them.  "What in the hell is going on in that town?"

"I'm not really sure." Sam replied, "but I sure wish Bobby would have told us sooner.  We could've stopped some of this, or at least helped with it."