They had finally sent the demon back to hell.
AC/DC 's highway to hell blasted through the speakers of a 1967 Chevy Impala.
"How about you get the key while I feed my baby?" Dean shouted over the music.
Sam hated how Dean called the impala, Baby. It wasn't like the car was real.
Dean pulled into the petrol station; Stopping the engine before the two grown man stepped out of the car.
"Which ones still got money?" With all the credit cards they had, It was any wonder how the boys managed to keep track of them all.
"Just use the money we won" Dean opened the lid of the gas tank.
Sam walked into the motel room; Seeing two woman sitting on the beds in the room. "Sorry I think I got the wrong room" Sam was about to step out of the room.
"Stop, Your Sam right?" Asked a blonde female.
Sam nodded.
"I'm Jess and this is Cassie" She smiled "It's your birthday, Right?"
"And we wanted to help you celebrate" Seductively spoke Cassie.
Dean pulled the impala into the carpark before pushing the driver's seat down. He placed the duffel bad under his head and his jacket over him like a blanket.
"Holy Sh..." Dean jumped awake after hearing the impala car horn.
"Really, Dude?" Sam handed Dean a cup of coffee "Two chicks?"
Dean yawned before taking a sip from the cup "Thought you'd like it"