Reckless and Brave

LII. Heat of the Moment (Part II)

♪ Heat of the moment ♪

Sam's eyes opened and he sat in bed, staring around.

Dean poked his shampooed head around the shower curtain. "You mean we can't even go out for breakfast?"

"You'll thank me when it's Wednesday!"

"Whatever that means." Dean muttered, closing the curtain.

Sam looked out the window and Dean yelped. He glanced at Holly as they heard a thud.

♪ Heat of the moment ♪

Sam's eyes opened.

Dean bit into a takeout taco. "Do these tacos taste funny to you?"

♪ Heat of the moment  ♪

Sam sat up in bed. Dean plugged in his electric razor and it jolted through him.

♪ Heat of the moment ♪

They were back at the Mystery Spot at night. Holly and Sam were breaking down the walls with an axe.

Dean grinned at the owner, duct-taped to a chair. "Everybody's fine, nobody's gonna get hurt, okay? Sammy? Holly?" They stopped and turned. "Maybe you should drop the axes and let this guy go, what do you say?"

Sam pursed his lips. "Something's gotta be going on here. I intend to find out what." He swung his axe again while Holly put hers down.

"Place is tore up pretty good, dude. Time to give it a rest."

"No! I'm gonna take it down to studs."

Dean stood up. "Sammy, that's enough. Give me the axe."

"Leave it, Dean."

"Give it."

"No, you give it."

"Stop it you two." Holly said.

They ignored her. Dean stated, "Let it go."

"No." Sam replied.

"Let it go, come on!"

"Dean, leave it, please--" Blood spattered. "Dean?"

There was a thud and the owner tried yelling through the duct tape.

♪ Heat of the moment ♪

Sam's eyes opened.

At the diner, Mr. Pickett got change. Sam bumped into Mr. Pickett as they passed him. Cal got coffee.

Dean grinned. "Hey. Tuesday. Pig in a poke."

Sam set the keys on the table. Dean and Holly looked at them and back up at him. "What are those?"

"The old man's." Sam replied. "Trust me, you don't want him behind the wheel."

"You boys and girl ready?" Doris asked.

"Uh, yes we are." Dean replied. "I'll have the special, as will my sister, a side of bacon, and the two of us will have a coffee."

Sam looked up at the waitress. "Hey, Doris? What I'd like for you is to log in some more hours at the archery range. You're a terrible shot."

Holly swatted Sam's chest as Doris asked, "How'd you know that?"

"Lucky guess."

"How'd you know that?"

"Lucky guess."

Dean frowned. "Okay, so you think you're caught in some kind of what, again?"

"Time loop."