The Impala rumbled down the highway, AC/DC's 'Highway To Hell' playing quietly in the background, which was unusual, thought Sam, as it was usually on such high a volume the seats vibrated in the back.

Dean was riding shotgun, and was patting his knee to the drum beat.

God they had heard this song so many times they could probably both play the drum beat in their sleep.

John cleared his throat and tuned the radio off.

This was such an out of character move that Dean just stared at his father as he leaned back in his seat.

'Dad...what's up?' Dean probably wouldn't get a straight answer out of him, but it was always worth the try.

'Boys...this hunt that we're going on- we won't be alone in it. I got a call this morning from a friend of mine. He and a group of other hunters in the area are hunting down at shapeshifter down in Oregon. But this thing is nasty, and it's killed two members of the team, so they need backup- fast. I would've dropped you off at Pastor Jim's, but he's too far away, and I need to get to Oregon ASAP.

You two ok with this?' he turned in his seat to look at his youngest, who nodded in agreement.

'Yeah, fine with me dad' he said.

John smiled. Sammy always said that.

He looked across to his eldest, who nodded too.

'Yup, Oregon sounds good.'

'You gotta promise me something now dean...'

'Oh dad! Not again...' groaned Sam, flopping back into his seat and staring out the window.

Dean chuckled.

They both knew exactly what their father was going to say next.

But he always said it anyway...

'Promise me you'll take care of Sammy, please Dean.'

'Yes Dad, you know I will' replied Dean, turning to face Sam and rolling his eyes.

'Don't look at him like that Dean! I need your word that you'll keep him safe.'

'You have my word dad- but seriously, Sammy is gonna be twenty three in a couple of months time- how long am I gonna have to keep looking out for him for?'

'Forever' snapped John, looking back at the road and cranking up the radio volume for the first time.

Led Zeppelin's 'Travelling Riverside Blues' burst into the car.

Dean smiled as he started humming along, watching the world go by as John put his foot down on the accelerator, feeling the breeze tumble through his hair.

Well, he thought as they sped along, en route to Oregon.

This job may have its low points...

...but it sure did have some perks.

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