A little fanfiction part 2 of 7, once again follow me if you want to see more spnladyalways on Tumblr. Every follower is appreciated. And for the intent of this fanfiction Patience is of course a made up town, only following my own descriptions and needs for where this story is going to go.
Part 2:
Flashing back to Sam and Dean, who are now on the road. Dean's just finished his usual breakfast, a hamburger extra greasy. The moment he's done the phone rings, picking it up, he sees that it's Bobby.
"Hey, Bobby, who do you got for us?"
"It definitely seems like vampires," Bobby started out, sounding as usual a little distracted. It was probably because he always had to do everything at the same time, working with several hunters on different cases during the day. "Bodies are practically drained of blood. And two more disappeared tonight, according to my contact. You'll meet up with him once you hit town."
"We will?" Dean asked, looking over at Sam with the usual 'he's telling us what to do again' face, and Sam giving his 'oh, just suck it up and do it' face in return.
"His name's Glenn Yates. He works in the local sheriff's department as a deputy. He'll fill you in."
And then he hung up, without another word, giving Dean no time to come up with a quick witted comeback.
"Alright, time to sharpen some stakes, Sammy, and get to work," he said, leaning back in his seat. "After I get my car back, of course."
"I can't just stop, it's the highway, Dean," Sam objected, but seeing the petulant look on his brother's face, just sighed, looked around for a cop and stopped by the side of the road, seeing that the stretch of road was basically deserted. "One of these days you're going to have to trust me to drive, you know."
"Not my baby," Dean said, petting the car lightly on the hood before moving around and claiming the driver's seat. "Now, you get to finding the local mortuary, so we can stock up on some dead man's blood."
"Gee, thanks, I'm so honoured," Sam scoffed, getting in beside him. But he soon got to work. And as they got closer and closer to Patience, he started to give off directions, making his brother glare at him once or twice, but he didn't say anything, because soon enough they found themselves outside the police station, ready to meet this Glenn Yates, and figure just where this nest of vampires was, and then they would get to work.
