Chapter 1

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A/n: Leave suggestions on what you want me to write. Smut? Or just fluff?

Deans Pov
I woke to the ringing of my phone. I uncovered from the shitty motel covers and reached to the nightstand to get it.
"Hello?" I said in a rough tired voice.
"Dean, I found a case I think you would be interested in," Cas said in his emotionless voice. As soon as Dean heard his voice he got butterfly's. I like him I do, but he will never like me back. He probably already has an angel girlfri-
"Hello? Dean?" Cas said interrupting me from my thoughts.
"Oh sorry I just spaced out. So, where's this case."
"Uh, Austin, Texas."
"Ok thanks Cas meet you there," I said as I hung up the phone and put it back on the nightstand.
I look over from the red sheets to Sam typing away on his computer.
"Hey Sammy what are you doing up."
"Research. Just thought to read some more lore about how to get our friend Lucy back into his cage."
"Ok. Well I'm going to take a shower then we'll head to Texas."
"Why Texas?"
"Cas said their was a case."
"Alright. What about breakfast?"
"If you want to get some now you can go do that."
"Ok see ya later Dean."
"If baby comes back with even the smallest scratch on her! I will end you!"
I opened the rusted wooden door to the bathroom. I turned the water on as hot as I could stand and started to strip.

Time skip (sam came back and deans out of the shower)
Sams POV

There's something off about Dean. Maybe I should ask him about it, like he would talk to me about anything.
As I was driving to the motel my phone started ringing.
"Yeah."
"Are you almost back? We need to leave." Dean instructed as always.
"Yeah yeah. Did Cas make it clear as to what were up against?"
"No he just said the case is in Austin, Texas."
"So he didn't even mention if there's victims."
"No Sammy. Like I said, he only said the case was in Austin."
And with that he hung up. And he says angels are major dicks.
I pulled into the cheap motel only to realize that I don't have the dam key. Oh great now i have to knock.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Dean its Sam. I forgot the keys."
I was greeted with holy water to the face and a sharp pain in my arm.
"Nice to see you too Dean."
"Sorry I just had to make sure. Now grab your things we gotta go."
I ran into the motel and grabbed my navy green duffel bag. As I walked outside I threw Dean the keys to his impala. Dean opened the truck as we threw in our bags.
"Dean what's up with you? You've been acting...strange lately."
"Sam there's nothing up with me."
I knew he wouldn't talk to me! Why did I even try?
*sigh*

Deans POV
I opened my door to my beautiful black 1967 Chevy Impala and sat down waiting for Sam. As soon as Sammy got into the car I turned on the radio, and Eye of The Tiger by Survivor started to fill my ears. I turned it up as loud as I could and started screaming to the lyrics. I looked at Sam trying to get him to sing but he just rolled his eyes and turned down the radio.
"Hey," I stammered as Sam laughed. I rolled my eyes and got on the road preparing myself for the 12 hour drive too Texas.

Word count: 612

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