Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural

Dean sighed and threw the remote on the bed.

"I'm going to get something to eat. You want anything?"

Sam looked up from his laptop. "What's the catch?"

"There's no catch."

"I'll pass. I've been traumatized enough today," Sam drawled.

Dean laughed. "You have to admit that was a pretty good prank."

"You got me back with a stalker fan," Sam said.

"You need to loosen up Sammy," Dean said opening the door.

"I'll remember that," Sam said.

He waited until Dean closed the door and Sam got up to look out the window and the look on Dean's face was priceless!

"YOU MESSED WITH MY CAR!" Dean yelled angry.

"It was me," Becky said scaring the crap out of Dean.

Sam was laughing as he went outside.

"I will not be made a fool of Dean Winchester," She said poking his chest hard and pointed her hand to the flat tires of his beloved Impala that was now bending the rims. "You think this is bad? Try getting me again. I dare you!" She yelled.

Dean looked actually scared at her. "I'm sorry," He mumbled.

"What was that?"

Dean cleared his throat. "I'm sorry."

Becky smiled big. "I'll let you know when your forgiven," She said then turned to face Sam. "Goodbye my dream hunk of a man," She said.

"Thanks again Becky," Sam said.

"Anything for Sam Winchester," She said getting in her car.

Dean looked angry at Sam. "You are so paying for my car!"

Sam just shunned him. "Like hell I am," He said going in the motel room.

The End