My first Supernatural fanfic.
Blah blah blah disclaimer.
Sam looked up from the map and took in their latest job location. "Are you sure this is the place?"
"Positive," Dean said, also inspecting the supposed haunted area.
"One hundred percent?"
"I don't Sammy. This is where the guy said it was,"
"It's just that it doesn't seem like a place that would be haunted. I mean the flowers are growing the birds are chirping. Nothing is dead; everything is in full bloom,"
A man road by on a bicycle and cheerfully waved to the pair.
"You're such a girl," Dean said while punching Sam's arm, "Could be an ancient burial ground or maybe someone died here,"
"Hmm. Possibly. Let's check it out," Sam proceeded to step out of the car, "You know I've read recently-" cut off from an eye roll from Dean and a, "Of course you did,"
Sam huffed," Never mind. Look, there's the bar our 'customer' said to meet him,"
A new age bar stood in front of them, overlooking the beach. People buzzed in and out of the modern looking establishment. It seemed to be one of the only bars Sam and Dean have ever been to that wasn't over run by drunk old men or hookers. They type of people that brushed by them were finely dressed(if skimpily). Then again it was Miami in the dead of summer. They found their ways to expensive cars. The Impala looked pathetic in comparison.
"Come on Sammy. These people make my skin itch more than demons,"
"For once I agree," Both laughed.
A blast of air conditioning and the scent of fruity drinks hit them when they walked in.
A kindly looking man was behind the counter mixing drinks. "What can I get you?" he asked with a Cuban accent, "It's happy hour by the way,"
"Actually-" Sam got out before Dean interrupted and said, "I'll have a Pabst,"
The bartender's eyes grew as large as saucers, "Pabst? You expect that crap-"
It was Sam's turn to roll eyes "Ignore that. I'm Sam and this is Dean,"
"Oh," said the bartender.
"What? Is something wrong? You are the guy from the emails right?"
"Ya-ya," he stuttered," I was just expecting you to be men,"
"Trust me, we can get the job done," Dean said with a wink.
"I guess that I led you on to think that we were male. I'm Samantha Winchester, and this dufus here is Derina Winchester," Sammy properly introduced.
"Sisters..?"
"Uh, no. Wives,"
Derina then snaked an arm around Samantha.
Hope you enjoyed this little one-shot! Please review!