Authors Note : So, This is my first fan fiction on here, so please be nice ). So the usual.. I do not own any thing from Supernatural sadly, but i wouldn't mind borrowing Dean once in a while.

Rated P.G 13 in case of any gory details that might come up in this story, and because of the language.

Please Review, and tell me how i can improve.

The Perfect Man

Chapter 1

The door of the motel room slammed shut, Dean cursing under his breath as he watched his younger brother stir in the bed furthest away from the door, when his brother didn't seem to be affected by the noise Dean made, he sat on the bed he claimed his for the duration of their stay at the reasonable priced motel in Bolton. The two young hunters had been staying in Bolton for almost a week, trying to find out what was going on here, that their father John Winchester was so worried about that he gave them a personal call to check it out. Dean looked at the alarm clock that signalled it was half past three, he put his head on the firm pillow, and tried to sleep, but something was keeping his eyes open, his heart was racing, after many reluctant thoughts he sat up, staring around the room, three forty. Dean walked out of the motel room as quietly as he could, from what he saw of his brother he was asleep, and reasonably peaceful, which meant no nightmares, and thankfully no mind aching visions that had recently started haunting the younger Winchester. Breathing the cold mornings air, Dean sat on the floor, leaving the door open slightly in case Sam needed him. Dean sat on the cold ground for what seemed like eternity, he stared at the calm surroundings, trying not to think of what was plaguing his thoughts. There was something keeping him here. Not his dad, but something else. There was something seeking him, something calling him out. Calling him closer to darkness, closer then he had ever been before.

Sam woke up, he sat up a little to quickly, and instantly falling back on the bed once the feeling of vertigo hit him, he wiped the blur out of his eyes, once he saw that his brother wasn't spread out, arms draping over the bed, blanket twisted around him, like he did every morning, he began to panic, he looked over to the bathroom, door wide open for the world and their wife to have a peak, no Dean. "Dean?" Sam called, wondering where else he could be, turning back to his brothers bed, he saw that the Motel door was open slightly, letting a small light shine through, This can't be good. Sam thought, he pulled on his jeans that lay at the foot of his bed, peering around the door, making sure that there was nothing supernatural going on, when he hit something or some one when he tried to open the door, he looked at his feet, where a hunched over Dean was sitting, oh my god Dean Sam rushed to his brother, when he realised that he was conscious just asleep, he gave a light kick, "What the.." Dean cried, as he looked around, What the hell is going on? He thought as he looked up at his brother, with a helping hand from Sam, he picked himself of of the dirty floor, he walked back in the motel room as if nothing had happened, avoiding the watching eye of Sam, who didn't take his brown eyes of him. "What was you doing outside?" Sam asked, he had hundreds more questions lined up to ask his brother, but the look on his face told him they'd have to wait.

Dean neglected every one of Sam's questions, if he was to answer, the answers would be a shrug, a glare and if Sam was lucky a yes or a no. How can i answer your questions if i don't know the answers Kept on running through Deans mind. "look, college boy. Lets just focus on what Dad wants us to do here, the quicker we find out what it is we are dealing with, the quicker i can hunt it, and the quicker we can get the hell out of here." Dean said, as he pulled on a hooded jumper. What does he mean I? Sam thought as his brothers words ran through his mind, the quicker I can hunt it.

Sam wondered if he should ask him, the last thing he wanted was an argument, but he couldn't handle the fact that his brother didn't think he helped in the hunts. "Dean, can i ask you something?" Sam asked quietly, he watched his brothers slow movements to the laptop that was on the table, he noticed how he avoided eye contact, but he was used to that by now. "You just did College boy." Dean flashed his cocky grin to his brother, and sat on the bed, laptop on his legs.

"You said, the quicker I can hunt it. What did you mean? Don't you think I help hunt things?" Sam's words where more aggressive then intended, but they seemed to get the point across all the same.

"I er, well just came out wrong. Course you help." Dean said, trying to shake of how much he regretted saying I instead of we. Sam looked at him for a minute, and then turned his glaze to the computer screen, Dean had pulled up the on line newspaper of the local area. "Just what i thought." Dean said, a hint of pride in his voice. "What?" Sam asked, as he tried to look at where his brothers eyes where reading, but he couldn't find anything that seemed relevant to any case they where working on. "Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie had another fight." Dean said, as his eyes scanned the small article. Sam raised an eye brow at his brothers comment, "So, dad sent us to Bolton, so what you can catch up with all the Hollywood gossip?" Sam said, and waited for a witty come back.

"Well, i always said dad was a little cryptic, maybe we should interview them." Dean grinned again, but with in seconds his face turned serious, "What is it?" Sam asked, as he saw the change in his brothers posture. "Last night, a body was found, well should i say parts of a body, police have yet to identify the remains of the male body that they found slaughtered and cut into pieces of north shire last night." Dean read on in his head, giving Sam a few minutes to digest the information.

"Do you think that's what dad sent us here for?" Sam asked, they where in the Impala, Dean driving them to North Shire, "Maybe. Doesn't really seem our thing."

"Dean, the guy was cut into pieces, police say his left arm was missing. How can that not be our thing?" Sam said in disbelief. Dean thought about it for a second, and replied with a simple shrug.

"Well, we might as well talk to a couple of locals, don't see how it could hurt." Dean said, and pulled into a parking lot at the diner. "And plus you want some food." Sam said, rolling his eyes.

"Hell no Sammy, I'm a professional," Dean gave his famous grin once more, and got out of the Impala, Sam following behind.

"What can i get you two lads?" The waitress asked, she was attractive, brown hair, bright blue eyes,

"Two bacon rolls please, and one coke and one diet, Sammy here's on a diet." Dean laughed, as he flashed the waitress a grin, "Take a seat in the back booth, your food will be about five minutes," The waitress pointed to the booth at the back of the diner, and walked away, after smiling at Dean a little more. "Dean, concentrate." Sam said, as he watched his brothers gaze. Dean shook his head, and smiled at his brother, "huh?" he laughed, Sam rolled his eyes, he picked up the newspaper that was on the table, "Anything about the body parts?" Dean asked, as he watched the counter, where their waitress was watching them, "Yeah, says here, that's the third male body, to be found, and in each case, a body part is missing." Sam looked at his brother, who was now listening to every word his brother was saying. "Still don't think its our kind of deal?"

"You know, there's a lot of sick people in the world Sammy." Dean said, he watched his brothers confused face, "Dean, everything okay?"

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"Its just, ain't i the one who always tries to turn down jobs like that? By saying a non witty comment like the one you just said. Your the one who's always wanting to go after demons when there is only humans, when did we swap roles?" College boy thinks he's so smart, but he has a point, its a demon, i can feel it, why don't i want to do anything about it? Wait, i do want to, i want to hunt and kill this evil bastard. But why cant i? Some things holding me back! And it wont let me go!

A/N so there was my first chapter of my first story, i hope it didn't suck to much. Please review and comment how i can improve it. And any suggestions are always wanted. Thanks a bunch xxx