Author's note: These fics are based on real episodes from Supernatural. The characters and plots belong to the creator and writers for the show. If you want background on the new character you can read the previous episodes.
Wishful Thinking
Sam stared across the table at him, knowing full well he was lying to him. Uriel had told him that Dean remembered his time in hell, why would he lie about it? There was no motive. More importantly, why would Dean lie about it? Was he that wrapped up over this psychic thing that he didn't even trust him anymore?
"What?" Dean shot at him, he was giving him that stupid look. "Dude I don't know why Uriel told you that okay? He's a dick. He lied."
"Hey!" The overly cheerful waiter was back. Again. "Time for dessert, am I right?"
"Dude." Dean looked at him.
"You dudes have got to try our ice cream supreme. It's extreme!"
"No. Just the…"
"Check? Alright." He smiled and set it on the table. "Awesome."
Dean looked at Kayla. "You picked this place."
"Well they don't advertise Smile McGee on the sign outside."
"Why would an angel lie about it Dean?"
Kayla sighed. "Christ Sam, would you let it go?"
He looked at her. You're actually buying this crap?
Of course not, he's lying. Forcing it out of him isn't going to work.
"Stop!" They both looked at him. "I'm right here, don't talk about me inside your heads."
"I was just telling him to let it go. He's pissing you off for no reason."
"Fine." Sam finished his shot.
Dean rolled his eyes. "What's our next job?"
"I don't know." Sam sighed. He hated the sudden change in subject but he pulled out his laptop. "It's been pretty quiet lately."
"Well that's good news for once."
"The only thing I found was one possible vengeful spirit." He turned the laptop towards them. "Check this out. Up in Concrete, Washington, eyewitness accounts of a ghost that's been haunting a shower in a women's health facility."
Dean slowed his drinking but didn't react.
"The victim claims that a ghost through her down a flight of stairs."
Kayla tried not to laugh. "Here let me go ahead and say it for you. We gotta go save some women in showers!"
He tried not to smile as he fished the cash out of his wallet. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"But we're going on the job."
"Oh, we're going on the job."
Sam shook his head. "Don't get too excited, we're a couple days out."