Growing Up With Hunters (A Supernatural Fanfiction)

What the Hell is a Ghostfacer?

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Part 1

"Who the hell are you?" Dean asked to the two boys. 

Yes, I said boys. These were the scrawniest so called 'men' that I'd ever seen- one had short dark hair and seemed to be shorter than his friend who had some what dark, brown hair.

"Who are we?" The short dark haired one asked right back sassily to Dean, as if he was supposed to know.

"We are professionals." The taller guy said with a rude tone. 

Dean just rolled his eyes right back while Sam walked up with a concerned look on his face. "yeah, and we know you are."

Dean, Sam, and I all glanced at each other. "You do?" Sam and I said at the same time.

"Yep" the dark haired one replied keenly.

"Amateurs." The other said while laughing with each other.

"You know, i'd love to see that from your point of view, but I can't get my head that far up your ass. Well, looks like we better get going," I said and walked out of the room, but Sam and Dean weren't behind me. I heard them laughing a bit though. 

I walked out to the car anyway and just rested my aching body on the car, not long after Sam and Dean came out looking at two, tiny slips of paper in their hands.

"What are those?" I shot up from the car and jogged quickly over to Dean to check it out.

 It read:

Ed Zeddmore and Harry Spangler

"Hey aren't those the guys that own the 'hellhoundslair.com'?" I recognized the name from somewhere.

"Yeah. Harry and Ed." Sam replied quickly after, as Dean was laughing his ass off at the scenario that just went down in the house.

"What's so funny? My joke wasn't that funny" I said with a smile, asking Dean and Sam after they looked at each other and started giggling quietly.

"Nothing," Dean said quite seriously, coughing off the last laugh he had.

"Sam." I said starting to get aggravated. 

Sam's smile only got bigger- I have to admit, when he smiles it is one of the most amazing things I've ever seen though. It's just so sexy, his dimples and cheek bones are perfectly outlined.

"It's nothing, just the two guys checking you out when you walked out of the room." He said while laughing.

"Ugh," I rolled my eyes and got in the back seat, "Why didn't you tell me? I would have kicked one of their asses."

"Right!" Dean butts in rolling his eyes, " You couldn't even take down a puppy." he sarcastically says back to me laughing, with Sam joining in. 

I just looked out the window, then up at the rear view mirror to see Dean looking back at me smiling, then adding a quick wink.