(1) The Devil's Hybrid (D. Winchester)

Chapter Four

Erika sets her bag on the end of the bar and then grabs her jacket from the side, she looks to Pamela who leans on the bar. The blind psychic smirks, Erika shakes her head amused.

"Look after her whilst I'm away" Erika teases her and then sighs. "You know I can just...go to Oktoberfest next year" Pamela sighs.

"You trust me with watching the bar every year" Pamela points out. "This year is no different" Pamela points towards the door. "Go" Erika sighs and then nods grabbing her bag again.

"All right, love, but first sign of trouble"

"I'll call" Pamela finishes, Erika nods and pulls on her coat.

"A week" Erika states. "I'll only be gone a week, behave" she teases and then leaves. Pamela sighs and shakes her head.

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A black 1967 Chevy Impala drives down a road lined with trees and past a sign saying welcome to Pennsylvania. Lightning flashes, for an instant the sign reads welcome to Transylvania.

"The radio around here sucks" Dean turns off the radio and then looks to Sam. "Come on, man. 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 agrees.

"A little more gusto, please"

"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" 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 Winchesters got back to tackling a straightforward, black and white case" Dean tells him with a smile.

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Erika crosses one leg over the other, a journal open on the table in front of her.

"Back again?" Jamie, the waitress, asks setting a beer on the table for Erika, the vampire smirks and looks to her.

"You get some of the best craft beers for Oktoberfest, from all over, of course I'm back, love" Erika teases. "You know the drill"

"I'll keep them coming" Jamie teases walking away, Erika smirks and goes back to her journal, before she looks up towards the door. Dean and Sam walk into the bar and head towards the bar. Jamie hands two beer glasses to Lucy, another waitress. Jamie looks to Dean and smirks.

"I remember you"

"And I remember you..." Dean looks at her name badge "Jamie. I never forget a pretty... everything"

"We're looking for Ed Brewer" Sam states.

"What do you want with Ed?"

"Well, we are uh... federal agents" Sam and Dean show their badges. "Mr. Brewer was witness to a serious crime. We just need to...."

"Wait a minute. You're a fed? Wow, you Don't come on like a fed. Seriously?" Dean leans towards her.

"I'm a maverick, ma'am. A rebel with a badge. One thing I Don't play by: the rules" Dean winks.

"Okay, maverick" Sam teases. "Um, so where can we find Mr. Brewer?" Jamie points across the bar. Erika purses her lips from her seat.

"Well that's not good news" Erika mumbles and looks to her watch. She's not even been there three hours and something is happening.