Hey Everyone. So I got the itch to write another story though I am at a lost as to when I will actually find time to write it what with being in college and working and everything else but when you get the bug you're stuck with it. I hope you enjoy the story and that you'll let me know by reviewing! Latrodectus Mactans
Dean smirked at his brother across the bar. Sammy was sitting with a woman that gave Jessica Alba a run for her money and she was in to him. Every so often Sam glanced over at his brother and every time he did Dean egged him on in encouragement. They had just finished a few tough cases and Sam needed to have a good time. Dean smiled as she saw the Alba look-a-like lean in to his brother's ear, grab his hand and start to lead him toward the exit. Sam quickly caught Dean's eye and that was all that needed to be said, Dean had the motel room to himself tonight.
"Hi." said a young woman wearing a low cut t-shirt and short jean skirt stood in front of Dean.
He glanced up the length of the young woman, taking in the form of her body. "Hey beautiful."
Within a half-an-hour the young brunette who was named Tori led Dean out into the cool night air. Softly giggling as she pulled him toward her awaiting vehicle.
Dean drove the Impala up to the motel room grinning as he remembered the events that had taken place last night. He opened the motel room door throwing the keys onto the table by the door and took in his surroundings. After noting that Sam wasn't back yet Dean went to hit the shower humming to himself as he went.
Forty five minutes later Dean pushed himself off the bed and grabbed his cell phone; he waited as the phone rang. "Sammy. Hey I know it was a good night last night but it's time to blow this town, we've got bigger cases to work on. Call me back." Dean finished the message his thoughts then turning to food. "It's time to get some pie."
Dean fretted as he called his brother again. It had been four hours since he had called the first time and it wasn't like Sam to just not call back even if he was with a hot chick. This time the phone went straight to voicemail, "Sam." Dean paused trying to fight the panic that threatened to overtake logic. "Something better be wrong Sammy otherwise I'll give you a reason not to call back." Dean ran his hands through his hair, grabbed his leather jacket and headed out to the Impala.
Dean walked into the nearly empty bar, glad to see the same bartender that worked last night cleaning a couple shot glasses. "Hey."
"Sorry man we don't officially open for another hour."
"I don't want a drink, just got a quick question." Dean waited until he got the nonverbal to continue, "My brother went home with a chick last night and I haven't really seen him since."
"Probably just decided to chill for a little longer, nothing to be concerned about." The bartender stated going back to drying the shot glass he had been working on.
"Yeah but you don't know Sammy. If you could just give me an idea where the girl he was with lives it would be great." The bartender once again nodded his approval. "The girl was about 5'7", blondish-red hair; she was wearing a low-cut top and a pair of jeans?" Dean waited for a reaction and then added, "She could've given Jessica Alba a run for her money." Dean almost questioned rather then asked.
"Oh yeah, she's new in town, just rolled in a couple weeks ago. She's living just outside of town in the Miller's old house. I'll draw you a map."
A few minutes later Dean was on his way out of town still fighting the feeling that something wasn't quite right.
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