We see the winding road ahead of us. The sky is Dark and there's not a soul in sight. It's eerily quiet until we hear the rumbling of a beast. At least that is what it sounds like. Until you see the sleek black form of a 1967 Chevy Impala. Though it could be a beast in disguise. For it holds two of the most fearsome foes to the supernatural. Sam and Dean Winchester. They are the 'monsters' told in whispers around the supernatural community. They say if you see that car rolling up into your town, you're bound to be next. There are rumors that they can't die. That there's something watching over them. Helping, like a light in the darkness that seems to follow them. The one thing they tell you to do is run, run far away or you'll be the next one they send into the ground, for good.

It's a sunny morning, I'm having a good day in what seems like years. I'm driving Baby with no plan ahead of me. With Sammy by my side. He's currently researching a possible case.

"Hey Dean, get this apparently there was this string of murders happening in Wyoming. One guy by the name of Jeffrey Wells just one day up and murders his whole family, in a very graphic way." I glance at one of the pictures on Sammy's laptop, and ugh he wasn't kidding though I don't think graphic does that justice.

"Sammy this doesn't really scream supernatural, as terrible as it is I'm pretty sure a human could do that." Sammy just nodded but continued.

"Yeah I thought so too, but apparently one of the victims had their throat slit and they said the perp collected it in a cup. Also, they said there was a strong smell of rotten eggs." Sammy gave one of those 'it's definitely supernatural looks'.

"So rotten eggs means sulfur which means demons. Great, Wyoming it is." I pulled the car around and drove straight to Wyoming, so we could hunt ourselves a Demon.

We donned our usual Fed suits.

"Sam, I hate wearing these stupid cheap suits." Sam just sighs and fixes his hair.

"Well if you have a better idea to get the cops to spill their guts about the case then I'm all ears." I give Sam that look,

"Bitch." Sam laughs,

"Jerk." We head into the building easily sliding into our FBI agent persona. We talk to the officer leading the case.

"I couldn't imagine what could make a happy family man like Jeffrey kill his wife and kids. I just don't get it, agents." Sam nods. We are currently standing behind the see-through glass in the police department. Jeffrey is currently handcuffed and crying his eyes out saying he's innocent. Sams starts first,

"Sir do you mind if we get the first crack at Jeffrey." The officer nods his head and waves us off.

We enter the holding room. And the moment we walk in Jeffrey stops crying, he looks at us with pleading eyes.

"Hey officers you have to, believe me, I didn't kill my family. I don't even remember leaving the bar yesterday. It must've been someone who looks like me I swear, I love my family." Sam touches his shoulder.

"We believe you calm down. But we still have a few questions." The man started to sporadically nod his head. Sam gives me the signal to start the questions.

"So Jeffrey you say you were at a bar. Which one?" Jeffrey turns to me,

"Oh it the one up by Hemp Street, By the BBQ place." I nod,

"So did you meet anyone new or perhaps make any deals?" Sam gives me a look at my straightforwardness. The guy looks like he thought of something, but he's not saying anything.

"You know if you don't help us we can't help you," Sam says while looking at the guy playing good cop. The man gulps,

"Well, I meet this woman she was coming onto me. Like she was really interested in me. I mean, my wife and I were having trouble. I caught her with the neighbor Suzan." Oh wow. It must have shown on my face because, Jeffrey said, "Yeah I know. So I thought why not. If she can cheat on me, so can I. I thought I could get back at her this way. But sleeping with another woman is one thing I wouldn't kill her." I nod and shrug to Sam.

"Did this girl ask anything from you?" The man gives me a look.

"No, she wasn't a prostitute. She said she sympathized with me after I told her about what happened. And she said that we would show her with the sex." I nodded. Okay. That's one messed up dude.

"Just curious here, Did you guys talk about souls?" The guy gave me a weird look.

"How did you know?" The man asked confused how I could know something, that I clearly wasn't there for.

"Just a hunch, Could you tell why she said it?" The looked at me funny but said,

"Ah okay. Um ... she said the sex and revenge would just cost my soul, but that was just a romantic thing, right?" Sam and I share a look,

"Ah Yeah, my colleague and I are going over here, for now, to go discuss your case with the rest of the officers and will come back later, excuse us," Sam says as we head out of the room.

"Okay, some demon tricks the poor dude who wants revenge sex on his wife and what murders his family after possessing him. Weird but definitely a demon." Sam nods,

"Well, I guess we go hit up the bar and see if we can catch the demon mid-deal." I nod and we slide into the baby and start heading to Hemp street.

We park. My gaze lingers on the BBQ place across the street, man I could go for some ribs. But Sam gives me one of those looks and we just head into the bar, sadly all work and no play. Once inside we can see it's just like every other bar we've been in. It smells like booze and sexual frustration. A few bar patrons look our way but in the end, they don't really care or too drunk to think. Sam and I part ways. Sam goes around asking some of the patrons about if they'd seen Jeffry in here with a really hot girl. I head to the bar, and order a shot and show the bar keep the photo. He gives me a grunt in response. So I lift my jacket and show him my badge,

"This man was here last night, remember who he was with?" He was acting like he didn't know but he obviously recognized him. "You know if your hiding any evidence that crucial to a murder investigation you could be arrested for aiding and abetting. Might even lose the bar." The man looks at least a bit scared, more so at the mention of the bar.

"Alright, he was here last night." I nodded,

"And?" He gave me a sour look.

"And he was here with women, but I'd never seen her before, she looked too pretty to be hanging out in a bar like this. Especially with a man like that, she was way out of his league. But they left together. And I haven't seen either since." I nod,

"Thank you for your time." I down the shot and head to Sam.

Sammy is talking to someone else, but I motion to him and he ends the conversation and heads in my direction.

"So what did you get from the owner at the bar?" Sam asks.

"Well, he said that Jeffrey and mystery demon was here yesterday night, getting it on." Sam gave me his "resting bitch face" which I get a lot.

"Well, he basically said what Jeffrey told us. Which gets us nowhere." Sam sighs and says he'll go get us a hotel and will do some research. I opted to stay at the bar and wait to see if I can maybe catch the demon. Or basically get out of researching, either way, we were splitting up.