I wanna start of by saying this is my 1st story. But I'm not gonna give be nice I want yall to give me some constructive critisim or however the hell you spell it lol hope you enjoy it.
Ring ring! "Hello"
"Dean"
Dean's eyes widen," Dad? OMG Dad! It can't be I mean your...your de.."
Sam who was on his labtop had just heard what his brother said, "Dean..did you just say..dad?"
"Dean there's no time for this now there is another one."
"Another what! Another psychic? What are you talking about? Is this really..."
"Dean I don't have much time. Yes. There is another psychic out there. Her name is Charelle Little she runs a bar out in Los Angeles. Dean please save her before 'static'"
"Before what Dad? And what makes her so special that you'd have to call from wherever the hell you are?"
"'static' She isn't quite like the others 'static' more powerful 'static' dial tone"
Sam looked at his older brother as a stampede of emotions ran across his face.
"Dean...who was that?"
But then Dean swung the car around.
"Dean! What are you doing? Who was that on the phone?"
"Sam were going to Los Angeles."
"What?!!! Why?!!!"
" (long pause) Umm...that was...Dad and he said there was another psychic out there. He said she was very powerful...and...we have to save her."
"How did dad...?"
"I don't know. And I really don't care right now all I know is we need to save this chick from that yellow-eyed son-of-a-bitch."
"Yeah" Sam said as he sat back in his seat.
And they were on their way.
I know that very last sentence was kinda corny but please just tell me what cha think. Oop! well on to the next chapter.