Authoress Note: I'm seriously cutting this close. I literally JUST typed this and posted it. I almost didn't get this week's done, but here it is. ;)
Disclaimer: I still don't own Supernatural, what a surprise. *Bitch Face*
~Enjoy…
Xxx … xxX
Sam followed closely behind Dean, his flare raised and ready to fire if needed.
The Winchesters had been called to town on account of several disappearances, all of the victims being in the same area; the local storage yard.
They maneuvered through the aisles of storage cubes, just waiting for the monster's grand entry.
"Sam, down!" Dean shouted already pointing his flare gun behind Sam.
Sam immediately dropped, covering his head with his hands once on the ground.
There was a blast and a high pitched squeal before Sam dared to look up.
"Sayonara Bitch." Dean said with a grin.
Xxx … xxX
Authoress Note Two: I must admit I'm not pleased with my use of the word, but this word for some reason proved to be challenging for me. I don't know why.
Habe eine gute Wochen,
~PsychoPicasso