Bert Baxter Pov.
I sit in my 1964 red ford mustang, eating the rest of my food from some greasy diner. My kids would kill me, if they saw I get to eat junk food on hunts. They'd call me a hypocrite if they knew what the word meant. Speaking of the cute demons themselves, I should probably check up on them. I pick up my cellphone and dial The Roadhouse's number. I sit back and wait for Ellen to pick up. Of course there isn't much of a wait.
"Hello, Harvelle's Roadhouse. How can I help you?"
"Hey Ellen! I was just checking in. Seeing what the rugrats are up to." I smile at the familiar voice. Ellen's basically my aunt. My mother and her were bestfriends before she met my dad.
"Their running around the place, keeping me and Jo on our toes." I chuckle hearing that their no different at the roadhouse then they are at home.
"How's little Jo doing?" I ask, Ellen laughs sarcastically.
"Jo is doing just fine." She chuckeled " Y'know if Jo heard you call her little she'd punch you in the face so damn hard, she'd have broken your damn nose." I laugh at the truth of the joke. Jo could kill me with a feather if she wanted to. Me and Ellen talk some more before I tell her I have to go.
After she hangs up, I set my phone down and grab my soda. I barely take a sip before hands slamming against my car roof, makes me spill it all over my lap. My eyes snap to the window, where their met by a very familiar pair of green eyes. I step out of the car and slam the door.
"Dean Winchester, I don't know whether I should give you a hug or slap you upside the head." He chuckles and quickly brings me in for a hug.
Dean let's me go and pats me on the back.
"Since when did you start speaking more than two words to me." Dean asks surprised at my 'suddenly' broken silent streak.
"Well you meet a girl like my ex and it's pretty hard not to talk." I joke. I lean up against my car only to find the Jolly Green Giant staring at me.
"Hey Goliath!" Sam rolls his eyes at nickname. He pulls me in for a hug, I hug back. This hug is a bit awkward with him being 6'4 and me only being 5'2.
"So who were you talking to smiling like that?" Dean smirked jokingly punching me in the shoulder.
"My kids!" I laugh at Dean's reaction. He looks surprised. "I was going to go pick them up."
"Y'know we haven't seen each other in awhile." Sam looked down at me with his puppy dog eyes" You wanna come with us on this hunt?"
"Sure, I gotta make a quick call though." I say picking up my phone.
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_After talking about the case some. We get in our cars and head to Lake Manitoc in Wisconsin.
"So remind me Dean, Girl, Eighteen, drowns in the lake. Cops sweep the lake, no body found." I speak into the phone in a matter of fact tone. Searching the glove box for snacks.
"Yeah, that's right Bert." I follow them all the way to Lake Manitoc and to the Carlton's house.
We step onto the front porch. Dean knocks on the door. A guy probably the same age as me opens the door.
"Will Carlton?" Dean asks
"Yeah, that's right." Will says his voice sorta shaking.
"I'm agent Ford, that's agent Hamill," he says pointing to him and Sam.
"That's Agent Dowery." I give him a small nod as Dean points to me.
"We're with the U.S Wildlife Service." Dean shows him a fake badge.
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Among Monsters And Men(Season 1)
FanfictionI really like the format of @Bandanna-Monster101 . And I want style my book that way. Not the story itself. but you get it (hopefully Robert "Bert" Baxter is a hunter with a life threatening secret. He runs into his old pals Sam and Dean Winchester...