Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Dean or Supernatural…
Chapter 1: Demo Chapter
Dean yawned as he changed the channel on the TV for the millionth time.
"You could help, ya know." Sam snapped, annoyed that he was the only one still doing research. "I did," Dean whined, "for two weeks! And what did we find? Nothing!" Sam sighed. "Sigh all you want Sammy, right now I'm killing some brain cells!" Dean smirked in triumph as Sam noisily turned back to his laptop.
Five hours later
"Why can't I find anything?!" Sam yelled, as he pulled at his hair, ready to explode. "Clam down Sam, even the queen of research fails sometimes." "Jerk." Sam replied "Bitch." Came the retort, "Wanna go get a second dinner Sammy?" "Why not."
The bell rang as Dean pushed the door to Bobby's Burgers open. "Awesome name." Dean chuckled to himself as he slid into the booth next to the window. As Sam idly looked around, a waitress about 25, with too much make up and not enough clothes, tried to gracefully walk to their table but failed as she stumbled in her heels. She flirted with the boys in turn but was thrilled when Dean responded with a wink and slipped him her number with his menu. As she walked away with their orders she not so subtly hinted that she got off from work in an hour. Knowing that Dean would now be preoccupied later Sam decided to discuss the case while he still had Dean captive. "So, after two weeks of being stuck in Saco, Maine all we have are six bodies and no answers." "True," Dean agreed, " but we also know that the killer could be your average monster, a vengeful spirit, a demon, a vampire or a werewolf." "Very helpful Dean, thanks." Sam didn't have time to say anything else as their waitress reappeared with their grub. "One heart smart salad for you and a bacon burger for you sweet heart." Dean smiled at the waitress as she slowly walked away and then stuffed his mouth with a handful of fries and a bite of burger. Dean gazed out the window as he slowly savored his burger. A girl on the corner caught his eye. Not only was she wearing an old leather jacket but she gave off the kind of confidence Dean usually only saw in hunters. "Who you staring at?" Sam asked, amused by the look on Deans face. "I'm not sure…" Dean paused as he realized that the girl was now headed toward the diner and quick readjusted himself so he didn't look like a total mess. The bell rang and the girl stepped into the small diner and sat down at a small table near the back.
A/N: This is just the beginning… if people decide they want the story to continue. Sorry that it's a little cliffy but I don't want to get to into it and find out that no one likes it… if that's the case then I'll just go cry over here *sobs quietly in corner* Please review and gentle criticisms are always appreciated!