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Belongs to the WB, which will soon be the CW. I only own the plot and characters you don't recognize. Even though it's not stated, Sam and Jessica will always wear helmets when they're on Sam's motorcycle.

CHAPTER ONE: A STRANGE DEATH

Dean Winchester pulled his 1967 Chevy Impala into the gas station and took a spot by a pump. His younger brother Sam parked his Honda 250 motorcycle in the lot.

"You want me to get you anything?" he offered.

"Coffe would be great. But if you can't get it, I'll take a soda," was the response.

"Okie-doke," Sam acknowledged.

"Do you have any cash?" Sam's girlfriend, Jessica Moore asked.

"Yes, I have cash," Sam assured. He turned to go into the convenience store.

"Hey, Sammy!" Dean called. Sam turned around.

"Get me candy bar," Dean requested.

"Milky Way or Baby Ruth?" Sam questioned.

"Baby Ruth...duh," Dean responded.

"Right. Stupid question," Sam realized. His brother loved Baby Ruth. It was his favorite candy bar. Sam and Jessica walked into the store. Jessica picked out a bag of Doritos and a Diet Coke. Sam picked up a Baby Ruth, a Twix, and a can of Pepsi.

"Hey! Do you have any coffee?" he called to the cashier.

"Nope. Sorry," was the answer. Sam grabbed a can of Rootbeer. Then, he headed towards the checkout counter, where Jessica was waiting. Before he got there, something caught his eye.

"Hey. Dean loves these," he commented. Shifting his items, he grabbed two packets. Then, he joined his girlfriend. The cashier rang up the total and they paid for their items. Once the transaction was done, Sam and Jessica walked out of the store.

"'Bout time. Did ya get my coffee?" Dean queried.

"No. They didn't have any. Sorry," Sam replied. Dean's eyes clouded. However, he took the Baby Ruth and Pepsi.

"Thanks, man," he acknowledged.

"Oh! Before I forget," Sam said. Then, he handed his brother the packets.

"Gummies! Dude, you are awesome!" the older hunter stated. With a slight laugh, Jessica watched as Dean got into his car and turned over the engine.

"He's a bit of a gummie fanatic," Sam apologized. Then, "You wanna drive?"

"Sure," Jessica answered. They put their stuff in the glove box. Then, Jessica got in the front and Sam took his place behind her. Jessica turned on the motor and headed in the direction they had seen Dean go. When she saw the black Impala, she carefully maneuvered so that they were behind it.

"Hey, Sam?" she asked presently.

"Yeah?" he queried.

"What do you think is in Wisconsin?" she wondered.

"I don't know," he answered.

"Do you think your parents are there?" his girlfriend questioned.

"Maybe. Hope so," was his reply. The two drivers continued until they were in Lacrosse. They stopped at a hotel, where Sam used a fake credit card to get two rooms.

"Two rooms. Right away," the clerk said, glancing from Sam to Jessica meaningfully. Sam reared back an arm as if getting ready to strike, but Dean gently restrained him. The card was accepted and they headed for the rooms.

"Why'd you get so defense Sammy? I mean, the guy had a good idea," Dean stated. Sam just glared. "What? You guys weren't---" his voice trailed off suggestively.

"Actually, we were," Jessica replied. Dean looked at his younger brother in surprise.

"Sam-my! Now, that's my boy," he said in shocked approval.

"Bite me. It was only the second night," Sam defended. "And if Mom or Dad heard you talkin' that way, they'd tear you a new one. Especially Mom," he continued.

"Would they really?" Jessica asked in confusion.

"The kid ain't wrong," Dean confirmed. With that, they went to their respective rooms. Jessica had room 3 and Sam and Dean were in room 2. After the three had freshened up, they went into town, where they saw a police car in front of an apartment building.

"What happened?" Jessica wondered.

"Oh, it's so sad," an elderly woman stated.

"What is?" Jessica asked.

"Oh, a nice young man---Ryan Rumsfeld---died in his sleep last night," the woman replied.

"Really?" Jessica asked.

"How old was he?" Sam queried.

"Oh. Around your age," the woman answered, looking at Sam. Sam and Dean looked at each other.

"You think this is why Mom and Dad left the coordinates for us?" Sam asked Dean.

"I don't know. Maybe," Dean replied. In order to load the body into the ambulance, the paramedics had to take the gurney through the crowd.

"What happened to him?" Dean asked one of the workers, trying to sound only mildly curious.

"Kid was found in his bed. Landlord thought he was just asleep," a paramedic told him.

"Well, beside the fact that he's so young, was there anything unusual about his death?" Dean pressed.

"Sir, I'm sorry. But that's priviliged information," the paramedic stated.

"Right. Of course," Dean agreed apologetically. The ambulance workers moved through the crowd and loaded the victim into the van. Jessica looked at Sam and Dean.

"Well?" she queried.

"Definitely our type of gig," her boyfriend confirmed.