I don't own Supernatural or anything you recognize from the show.

Only own: Carla Edwards & Vanessa Maquentire.

This is my first fan fiction with the contribution of my BBF: Calin.

Reviews are welcome good or bad. Thanks for reading.

Then…

Hey Sam where do we go now?

Don't know Dean; let me call Bobby to check on a hunt.

Hello is Sam! Bobby I'm calling to check if you may have a target for us.

Well boy I think you two "igits" should come and pay me a visit and see what I can find for you two kill.

Now…

Vanessa why you think Bobby called us to help him with a case. I know he doesn't have any others hunters close; but we are two towns far from him?

Let me tell you "C"! What is stranger about it; is the fact that he didn't tell us what is this case about.

That too. I guess we have to wait and see "V".


(In The Mean Time.)

The boys:

Okay! Bobby you're telling us that we need to finish putting does "Son of a bitches" down

And back to hell and that we need help. I don't see why is that?

For a fact Dean, seen the information that Bobby found, they are like 4 to 5 demons in that town that are possessing kids. So we are out of numbers.

Well you two, don't have to worry. I got you're backs cover. The help will be here in two days or less.

"C" I think we need to make a stop to rest first and tomorrow hit the road.

That way we will get faster to business.

Well "V" I'm calling Bobby!

Hey Bobby, I'm just calling to tell you that we are stopping for some well deserve rest will get there soon.

So Bobby gets worried because the help is not on time and he can't get a hold on them. He decides to send the Winchesters to the quest of finding them.


(Carla & Vanessa wake up tide and sore, bloody and confuse.)

"C"… "C"… Where are you? What the hell happen to us? And where the Fuck are we?

Hey hey! Keep your voice down. I'm sure we've been torture and are really far from home. Well next time shut the Fuck up! So they don't get over exited and beat the crap out of us.

Yeah! We are not in Kansas! Huh! How long you're been up? Damn! My head is killing me!

They have been like 3 hrs. and nothing I smell trap! Or maybe they found what they were looking for.

The girls had a huge fight with 2 demons and at the end free themselves and left the place. They have been walking for one hour, until they came close to an abandon house, they enter and got clean, removed the broken clothes and talk about their next move:

Carla, we need to get rid of our jackets, my jeans are torn. Well I guess I will just make them my new distress shorts. How that sounds?

Good for you! Thanks God we use layers. My under shirt is okay I rip apart the half so I need your flannel to cover some skin. Well at least we look decent. No all we need to find a ride to get back to our room and call Bobby.

Yeappp! He has to be going crazy.


Both of them hitchhiked and went to a bar miles away from their motel. They saw their target getting to the parking lot of the bar in a really cool car.

Nice Car that's our ride there. So I'll take the short good looking guy with the keys on that leather jacket. And you could entertain his friend with the bottom up paid shirt and nice jean what do you think?

Carla: Let's have some fun... not too much we need to get going, remember!

Vane: Party pooper!


Dean: San go get us a table, I'll take the beers!

Sam: ok

Sam was walking towards the table on the back of the bar, and sat looking at the entrance. He saw a girl entering and walking towards the bar really close to where Dean was. He smiles to himself when he saw Dean looking at the girl, while that happen he missed the other girl coming!

Vane: excuse me; do you have a phone I could borrow?

BT: sorry the phone is out of service.

Vane: well then I will have a shot of…. Whatever, the strongest that you serve here.

BT: whisky coming up!

The BT put the little glass in front of her. She took it without thinking about it much and swallows it.

Dean: so you are a party animal or you had a pretty badddd day there gorgeous?

Which is it?

Vane: saw him with the corner of her eyes and answer him: is not of your business but the second sounds about right, and so you know I don't usually drink.

Dean: for not drinking that much you do hold yourself pretty good.

Vane: thanks I just needed it to try to forget about the day I just had and to try to lose myself and have some fun!

Vanessa turned to face the people at the bar and check on Carla, trying to catch her fish! So to speak

Then she notice that Carla was talking to her target and mentally smiled.

Vane: great! There is not a good looking guy to have fun with, it just keeps getting better.

Dean: maybe you are just looking on the wrong direction

Vane: are you suggesting that I should have fun with you? If that's like that; well you need to know that I am a handful, and do not get me wrong you look like someone that mother's advice not to get involve….. Ever!

Dean: if that is the case, your mom taught you to go to a bar and hit on any guy? Looking for some fun with supper shorts, or are you just trying to make a statement?

Vane: well I do not listen to my mom like she would love me to…. Are you suggesting something fun or should I?