Dean and Sam walk up quietly to the warehouse. Sam reaches for the door and looked up at his brother. Dean nods with a serious look on his face. Sam yanks open the door and points his gun inside. It is empty save for an old conveyer belt. Dean sighs looking annoyed. "What the hell, all the killings point to this area." Sam lowered his gun frowning. "Maybe we missed something." Dean sighed "What could we have missed, Sammy?" Dean searched around the warehouse for any trace that something had been there. "Everyone who has gotten killed or gone missed had visited this warehouse, call me crazy but usually when that many people have that one thing in common it's a big deal." Dean rounded back around to the front of the warehouse having found nothing. "Maybe for once it's a coincidence?" Dean starred at his brother as if he had lost his mind. "When has anything ever been a coincidence in our life, Sammy?" Dean headed back towards the door. "No something was here, we gotta figure out where it went and what it wants."
Dean walked out the door and back to the Impala. "You aren't gonna wait here for it to get back?" Dean turned back to his brother. "Why bother, it probably knows we are here." Dean opened the car door. "Why waste our time, if it does know we are here it has gone to find a new hiding place." Dean got the car and started it up. "Now get in, time for food and fun." Dean smiled big as Sam rolled his eyes and walked towards the car, getting in. "Can we pass on the bar and babes for once night, please?" Dean faked shock. "Where is your crave for fun, Sam?" Sam frowned and glared at Dean. "I am tired and I don't want to have to drag you back to the hotel after you get rejected by the attractive bartender." Dean scoffed "Please Sammy, I never get rejected."
He glanced at his younger brother "Fine, if you want to be a party pooper we can pick you up a salad and I will drop you off at the hotel, just remember to salt the door and keep you rifle next to your bed." Sam smiled. "I know Dean, you taught me remember." Dean smiled big, "Damn right I did!" Sam laughed and turned his head towards the window. As promised Dean stopped and got Sam some fruit at a local convenient store and drove Sam back to the hotel. Sam grabbed his bag and exited the car, he began to walk up the room. "Hey Sammy," Sam bent down to look back in the car. "Don't wait up." Sam rolled his eyes as Dean drove off to the nearest bar.