Author's note: Don't own supernatural. If you live in Spring Hills watch out for vampires, jk. I just picked a random small city in Kansas. Not sure if it's close to Lebanon.

Ps: There's a few swear words and the mention of sex. I thought I should warn you but it's Dean so it comes with the character.

Dean's Pov

I yawn grabbing the cup of coffee from Sam's outstretched hand.

"Thanks." I sip putting the phone on the counter.

I get out the waffle mix and the maker and start working.

"Any cases?" I ask mixing the water and powder.

"One pretty close. A mechanic named Jay Clark went missing. His body was found with a ripped out throat. Seems like our thing." He says eyeing your phone after it dings a couple times.

"Sam hand me the phone." I say closing the waffle maker. These waffles could wait.

Opening the app I notice that she's still typing.

Girl-with-Glasses-and-the-Serpent-tattoo:Dean, can I tell you something? It's a bit of a secret. I don't want to scare you away.

Impala67:What is it?

Girl-with-Glasses-and-the-Serpent-tattoo:My dad wasn't just a mechanic. He helped people, and made the world less of scary place. He called himself a hunter. I know this sounds crazy but Dean all those monsters that parents scare children with are real :Vampires, witches and Werewolves.

Impala67: Did you hunt with him?

Girl-with-Glasses-and-the-Serpent-tattoo: Yeah, wait you aren't freaked out?

Impala67:Nope, my brother and I are in the "helping" business too.

Girl-with-Glasses-and-the-Serpent-tattoo: I'm having some trouble finding the nest.

Impala67: We'll be there shortly.

I look up at Sam and say" Yeah let's take this case."

"I like the enthusiasm but why?" He says opening the waffle maker.

"It doesn't matter. Where is this case?" I ask scrolling through her information. Spring Hills, it read.

"Spring Hills. It's about an hour or two away." Sam answers eyeing me suspiciously.

"What?" I finish making the waffles.

"Is this about that girl? I'm not staying at a sleazy motel for you to have sex with this mystery girl." He says.

"Her dad died. She just wants our help killing the son of a bitch. If we just happen to it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world." I smirk pouring syrup on my waffles.

Trish's Pov

I close out of the app and slump onto the couch. Looking everywhere in this house made me remember him. The yellow paint he despised while mom loved it. After she died he kept it up in remembrance of her. Filling a backpack with the essentials I remember that he wouldn't want me to not be prepared. I pack up the weapons then stop. Dad's knife, I thought. I grab the long serrated hunting knife and put it on my belt loop. Covering it with my jacket I go to my room to grab some more clothes. I'm not staying in this little town for long.

The doorbell ringing made me jump and grab the gun under my pillow. You unlock one of the locks and open the door a crack with the chain still there. You point your gun at the tallest one and then the shorter one.

"Trish...It's Impala67." The shorter one, Dean says.

"Really." I ask getting a small jar of holy water.

Before he can answer I throw the water at both of them.

Dean wipes his face and says "So can we come in now."

"Sure, wait." I say unlocking the rest of the five locks and chain still pointing the gun at Sam.

"Trish, he's harmless." Dean says pushing the gun away.

"Fine." I say putting the gun in its holster.

"So Dean says you have some research about the nests. Where is it?" Sam, the harmless one, asks.

"Follow me." I start walking into my father's den, "Here."

I point to the bulletin board with the newspaper clippings and map.

"Have you seen the body?" Sam asks looking up from the research.

"Yes, his neck is..." I stop then take a breath calming myself. "Destroyed." I finish.

"Sounds like a vamp." Dean says making me look up at him. His pictures didn't do him justice. His eyes were much brighter in person and don't get me started on his face. Chiseled, a human David, but you'd never tell him that.

"Yep, I just want it dead." I say slumping back on the couch.

"We'll take care of it." Dean says looking at his brother.

"Yeah, you just stay here." Sam replies smirking a bit at his brother.

"Oh, that's cute. You think I don't want a piece of this action. I'm killing the damn thing and that's final." I smirk at the two of them.

Dean's Pov
That's hot, I though as she smirked. She's capable, and sexy.