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Hope you enjoy the story. Just to let you know, this isn't going to be a normal SPN Fic, but please give it a chance! You might like it.

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Dean and Sam walked into the hotel room and threw their gear onto the nearest bed. "Man, I can't believe you let that thing get away Sam!" Dean said frustratingly as he went into the bathroom and splashed water on his face.

"Well, it was kind of hard to go after it when my gun was on the other side of the room and I had just got thrown into a wall!" Sam replied sarcastically.

"Yeah and who's fault was that?"

"You know, you could have gone after it too Dean! It wasn't like I was holding you back."

"Whatever, I'm going to the bar. Try and see if you can figure out where the shape shifter is gonna hit next. It's not going to hit again until at least tomorrow, "Dean replied as he grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.

"Oh, great!" Sam replied as the door slammed shut behind him. He walked over to his bag and grabbed some clothes out before heading to the bathroom to get a shower.

Ten minutes later he emerged from the bathroom and walked over to the bed to get his laptop only to find it already opened and on the table. "Huh, I could have sworn I left that one the bed," he mumbled.

Sam walked over and sat down at the table and was about to start researching when he saw a Microsoft Word minimized down at the bottom of the page. He pulled it up only to find a message written on it.

Hello Sam,

I'm watching you. I have been for a while now. I can see you right now. I hope you're comfy because you're not leaving this town. I'm going to kill you. I don't want to, but it's my only choice because you see if I can't have you, no one can. Not even your brother. How is Dean by the way?

"What the hell?!" Sam was about to get up when his phone rang. He read the 'unregistered,' but answered it anyway.

A voice that was blocked by a voice changer answered his hello when he picked up the phone. "Hello Sam. Did you get my message?"

"Who the hell is this?"

"Oh, I'm your worst nightmare, Sammy,"

"What?!" Sam replied. His phone started to beep indicating he was getting another call. He looked at his phone and saw Dean's name come up on the screen. He ignored it and went back to the other caller though.

"Okay, you've had your fun. Now who the hell is this?" Sam half yelled into the phone.

"You'll find out soon enough. I'll let you answer Dean's call. I'll be watching you." The caller said before ending the call.

Sam sat down on the bed with his phone still in his hand. 'What the fuck was that' he thought as his phone started to ring again. He looked down at the screen to see Dean's name come up again.

"Yeah?" Sam said as he answered the phone.

"Dude, you did you reject my call? I could have been dying!" Dean's voice came though.

"Dean, you went to a bar. How could you possibly be dying and if you were dying you wouldn't have the strength to call me."

"Yeah whatever, so why did you reject my call?"

"I just hit the wrong button, so why are you calling?" he asked changing the subject quickly.

"Oh, right that. Well I'm on my way back. We have some major research to do here. There might be more than one of our slimy shedding friends around here. There were two attacks tonight at about the same time."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Hey, Sam. You okay? You sound a little off."

"Yeah, fine. I'll start doing research now. I'll see you when you get here." He said cutting the call before Dean could say anything else.

"What the hell is going on here?" Sam asked himself as he sat down on the computer saving the message before exiting out of it.

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