Men In Black - complete

Chapter 22

"I hate clowns, but I love that dog," said Sam flatly a few days later.

They were forced to take an alternate car from Bobby's lot that couldn't be traced back to them, and Bear had whined when he got a good whiff of the interior.

And it was Bear who distracted the thing they were after long enough for Dean to kill it.

"There's a reason why Bear is our mascot," said Dean grinning.

It really amused Dean that his dog was officially considered the Harvelle brother's mascot. If they had the dog, then other hunters knew who they were without being told.

Bear barked in agreement and wagged his tail when Dean scratched his ear. He had so earned another large bone for his help.

"So how are you holding up since John's death?" asked Sam.

"Sammy, he was dead to me the second I found out about Adam. The fact he actually made a deal to bring me back still leaves me surprised," said Dean flatly.

Dean was not happy until he had the Impala up and running again. Even if it did take him far too long to fix the damage (even with magic to straighten out the frame) and find parts for his car. Once it was drivable again, the first thing Dean did was turn his car into a veritable tank. No way was he having a repeat of what happened with the semi.

It had so many runes on the thing that Dean was surprised that the electrical didn't die on it. And Sam managed to even convince his brother to put in an iPod jack so they could listen to something other than 'mullet rock' as Sam called it.

However Dean allowed it only as long as Sam never played anything chick worthy. If he caught his brother listening to something like Alanis Morrisette or god forbid Avril Lavigne in his car, he wouldn't hesitate to shoot his brother in the ass.

(Bear apparently agreed with this sentiment, because the one time there was an Avril Lavigne song in the car he started howling like the damned and wouldn't shut up until one of them changed the station. He was definitely Dean's dog through and through.)

For their first case since getting the Impala back running again, Bobby sent them on a vampire hunt.

However what they ran into there had Dean growling.

He really, really didn't like the hunter known as Gordon.

"Well, well. If it isn't little Dean. Haven't seen you since we went on that hunt when you were seventeen," said Gordon.

"Hello Gordon. Still using your partners as bait for the covens?" said Dean.

"Haven't had a partner in months."

"I wonder why," said Dean sarcastically.

Gordon's obsession with killing vampires had nearly gotten Dean killed when the bastard used him as bait for the coven, and then didn't think to back him up when one was about to bite him. It was only because Ellen had called Bobby that Dean had gotten out of there alive at all.

He got chewed out good and proper by his dad, but at least Dean knew that Gordon wasn't the best person to partner with, which he considered worth nearly being bitten by a vampire.

"Stay out of our way and I won't have Bear attack you," said Dean.

Then they left. Dean wanted nothing to do with Gordon and there was no way in hell he was letting his brother get near the bastard.

A few hours later they were reviewing the signs of a vampire coven, and what they found had both brothers groaning.

"You don't think this is another one of those damn Cullen Covens do you?" asked Dean.