"Dean do you realize how ridiculous this is?" Sam asked turning down the volume to Dean's death metal. "I mean the only thing in common with the two names is the ending, and how long their families have been in business."
"That's enough for me." Dean said pressing a little harder into the gas pedal. "Since when are you one to turn down a job, no matter how far fetched it may seem?"
"We dont even know if this is supernatural, I mean what if it's just a regualr guy killed this girls?" Samd asked.
"Well then it's really not our job but come on this is going to be our case Sammy!" Dean threw in his child nickname just to push him over the edge.
Sam sighed and thought for a moment before speaking. Usually it was Sam who was finding new hunts for them to go on and they didn't normally have much to go on in the beginning but this just seemed crazy. "It just seems—that ever since dad's death you've been trying to keep yourself busy by killing other things."
"That's my job Sam!" Dean yelled sending a stern look at his younger sibling. "This is what we do for a living, just because dad died doesn't mean that ends. Yea maybe I do want to stay busy because he's not out their taking these things out anymore. It's just us." After finishing his statement Dean pulled his sunglasses from off the visor and put them on, turning the music up also.
Leaving the car one again in the deafening silence of Metallica.
Frustraighted again with his brother's lack of speech Sam pulled out his map and began looking ahead to see the area they would soon be arriving in. After driving for two days straight they would soon arrive in Andover, New Hampshire. With the mountains and a haunted cemetery what more could they ask for. At least if Dean's theory about the restaurant killers was wrong maybe they could find some spirit to put to rest in the cemetery.
'There had to be an up side somewhere right?'
Hope you enjoyed the first little bit, I'll be posting a lot of it this weekend and then over the next few weeks!