The sun crept it's head up slowly as if one last warning to all vampires that they must go to ground. Dean woke up from the obnoxious alarm ringing on the nightstand. He slammed his hand down on the snooze button to make it finally shut up. It was only six in the morning and Dean hadn't had his morning pie yet so he was not in the mood to be screamed at by an inanimate object. He sat up at rested his head against the wooden headboard on his bed. That is when he realized that Sam was asleep next to him in bed.

He looked down at Sam, his long brown hair was all disheveled from sleeping all night, his mouth was slightly open as he breathed in and out so peacefully, and he had one of his hands behind his head and the other one laying across his chiseled abdomen. Dean smiled as he watched Sam sleep. With all the work that they do he never really takes the time to enjoy the simple things, being able to relax knowing his brother is safe and next to him at all times.

Dean moved the comforter off of himself slowly so that way he would not wake Sam. He stood up and stretched his arms and legs out. He reached down and picked up his boxers because he was still buck-naked. He put them on and trudged to the bathroom to do his morning routine of the three sh's. Shit, shower and shave.

When Dean got out of the bathroom he was only in a towel and saw that the bed was empty. Before he could look around a hand covered his mouth from behind and Dean got pushed onto the bed so that he was bent over it. He assumed that it was Sam and just went with it. The towel was ripped off of him and he was completely naked bent over. He felt the two large hands spread his cheeks apart and then spit on his asshole. He moaned out in pleasure.

Before he could say "the family business" he felt as the hard cock slid into his asshole. He moaned out as the one of the guy's hands held Dean's waist in place with each thrust and the other pushed his face down into the bed. Dean bit the pillow so that he would not scream out with pleasure and pain. He had never had Sam fuck him like this. Usually they would play games and pretend they didn't want it, or pretend one was asleep but not this morning. Sam was fucking Dean harder, faster and more intense then ever.

Dean felt Sam getting faster and faster until he reached his peak. He came inside Dean. Dean moaned out and tightened his asshole around the cock so that it would feel better for Sam. He laid there out of breath with his face in the bed smiling. He turned around to grab Sam and kiss him but when he turned around there was no one there. The room was empty. He looked around confused and was about to get up when the door opened and Sam walked in, fully clothed, with coffee and breakfast.

"Dean, woah!" Sam said looking away. "Were you waiting for me like that?"

"Sammy?" Dean asked confused. "So that wasn't…that wasn't you?"

"What wasn't me?" Sam asked putting the food and coffee down on the nightstand.

"Nothing," Dean said picking up his towel. "I tripped and my towel fell off and I thought you pushed me."

"Hmm, not me." Sam said looking his brother up and down. "You look good by the way Dean. Healthy." He looked down and whispered the last part. "Hard."

Dean looked around the room confused and a little scared. He didn't want to show that side of him to Sam though so he got up quickly and put his towel on. Got his clothes to wear for the day and went into the bathroom to get changed. He went into the bathroom and looked at himself naked in the mirror. What the fuck was that that fucked you Dean? He thought to himself. He shook the thought from his mind and put his clothes on fast. He knew him and Sam had a long day ahead of them and he didn't want to mess up this investigation on account of him getting fucked by a ghost for all he knew.

They both got ready and left for their first interview with the people in this town. They were dressed in suits when the arrived at Lafayette's house. They walked up to his door and knocked.

"Sammy?" Dean asked him looking down at his feet.

"What is it?" Sam asked looking down at his brother who was shorter.

"So that wasn't you this mo…" he was cut off when Lafayette answered the door.

"You's must be Sam and Dean?" Lafayette said looking them up and down. He was wearing nothing but his gold pants. "Won't you please come into my humble abode and don't hesitate," he annunciated and said hesitate louder, "to make yoselfs at home now ya hear?"

"Thank you," Dean said in his manly deep voice that he would put on when talking to new people.

Dean and Sam sat down on the couch and Lafayette took a chair to sit in front of them. Dean and Sam were not fully thinking about the case because on each one of their minds flashbacks of the night before kept replaying. Lafayette however was looking them both up and down and imagining which one would be a better fuck.

"So what can you tell us about what's been going on?" Sam asked inquisitively.

"Well let me tell yawl something about this fucking hick ass town. This is a breeding area for supernatural bull shit, ya hear me? We gots vampires, werewolves, I mean shit I's a fucking witch, and once we even had some Greek bitch maenad up in here causing orgies and shit. Now, some fucking storm hits and all the people be acting crazy. They fucking they siblings, fucking they mamas, shit they fucking anyone who they related too. That shit ain't right."

"Well," Dean said trying to sound as professional as possible. "Sounds like you guys have a serious supernatural problem. Luckily for you that is our family business, so we'll help you out."

"Oh thank you lawrd!" Lafayette said getting up to shake their hands. "Now listen, if you need anything at all, I'd be happy to do anything for you guys." Lafayette stroked each of their hands as he said it.

"We're fine right now but thank you," Dean said yanking his hand away from Lafayette. "We'll be seeing you around."

Sookie walked into Merlotte's with her white skin tight top and her daisy duke shorts and thought, Jesus Christ all the years I've been working here and I never realized just what a pig Sam is. I mean look at me, she thought. I look like I belong at hooters. She just shook the thought right from her head and went on like usual focusing on shutting out everybody's thoughts around her.

Everyone's thoughts lately had been strange anyways. People were either thinking about fucking their relatives or it was a blur of nothingness. It was strange, but at the same time Sookie couldn't judge because she had been getting urges too and just acted on it last night. She felt her stomach and then felt a queasy feeling rush over her. She ran to the bathroom and threw up. She thought, oh my god what if I was pregnant? Then she laughed inside her head, it hadn't even been a full day. Jason's sperm were probably to dumb to even find her egg. Anyways in a town this small it would be bound to get out that it was Jason's and she was not trash like the Hotshot community. She held herself to a higher standard then most of the patrons in her town even though she sometimes felt just as low rent and trashy as the rest of them.

She went out of the bathroom and started working. She took orders from every table and then came to one table where two very attractive men were sitting. She pushed her boobs up and plumped out her lips.

"Hi, my name is Sookie what can I get you two?" She smiled at them both.

"Hello ma'am." Sam said nicely with a smile on his face. "My name is Sam and this here is my partner Dean. We're from the FBI on official business and would love to ask you a few questions."

It was nighttime now in Bon Temps, Dean and Sam went around and questioned everyone in the town. No one was admitting or talking about any weird behavior so it led them down a dead end road. They went back to their hotel exhausted from listening to the same old "Oh I haven't noticed anything strange going on" bullshit. They just wanted to go to bed and start of the next morning fresh.

Andy rushed into his grandmother's mansion and slammed the front door behind him. Portia was sitting on the couch and looked up completely startled. Andy stood still and just stewed in his anger. Portia got up and walked over to him cautiously. She had seen her brother mad but never like this.

"Andy?" She asked hesitantly not wanting him to get even more upset. "What's wrong?"

"That motherfucker locked me in the fucking freezer all goddamn night and I am so fucking pissed. It's horse shit!" He screamed angrily. His face red and serious as can be. "My goddamn ulcer is killing me and my blood pressure is up and on top of it all I haven't fucking eaten yet!" He winced in pain and held his stomach.

"Well I don't know about the rest, but I got something you can eat Andy." Her face straighter than bullets trajectory after being shot. "And you won't need a plate to eat it."

"What?" Andy asked confused. "What the hell can I eat that I don't need a plate for. Portia you know me. I'm a messy eater!"

"And that's exactly what I'm hoping you do. Make it really messy." She almost moaned out the word messy.

"I think I get what you're talking about and you better not be teasing me Portia. I have had enough shit happen today."

"Come and get it big boy."

Andy and her backed up to the couch she fell back onto it. One leg hanging over the top of the couch and one dangling down the side, making her completely open for Andy's access. She was wearing a skirt but with no panties. Andy snorted like a pig as he shoved his face in between her legs and ate it like he was at a buffet. She squealed in pleasure and took off her black button up blouse. She then took of her bra and threw it on the floor. She started pinching her nipples as he continued to slurp and gnaw at her pink tight vagina.

Portia's head was leaned back and her eyes were closed as she moaned out in pleasure. Andy kept going as if his life was depending on it. He felt something move slowly down his back, starting from the top of his neck and lightly moving down. He paid no attention to it and kept pleasing Portia; that is until whatever was touching him pinched his ass. Andy maneuvered his head out of Portia's skirt that was holding him in place and flung around to see who pinched him.

"Let grandma have a taste," Mrs. Bellefleur said, standing behind Andy completely naked. He looked at his grandma and looked away embarrassed, but the something took over him and a creepy grin eroded across his face.

"Go ahead, I got her nice and wet for you," Andy said moving aside to watch as his grandma got on her knees in front of Portia and started licking.

Andy took off his uniform quickly; he was pawing off his clothes like a bear searching for honey. He stripped down completely and stood behind his grandma watching her give his sister oral. He got on his knees behind his grandma and with his right hand he reached in between her legs and started rubbing her clit. He used his whole hand to just rub it up and down, not fingering her, not yet. He wanted to get it nice and wet for his fingers to slide in easily.

He could feel it, her flabby lips around his fingers, wrapping around and forming to him as he moved forward and backward. The more he moved the more wet it got. He finally slid his index finger in. His grandma moaned and kept going down on Portia. He put two fingers in and shoved them up as far as they could go. He would move them in and out slowly and then fast trying to have various ways of pleasing her. He finally took his fingers out and slid his hard cock into her.

She would moan out but it would be cut off with slurping up all the fluids being squirted out of Portia's pussy. Pintful of Portia's poppin' pussy. Portia had already had multiple orgasms and continued to just lay there playing with her hard perky nipples as she watched her grandma's tongue lick around her clit and the suck on her magic bean with her old wrinkly lips.

Andy was getting faster and with how loose Mrs. Bellefleur was from all her fucking back in the day, each thrust made a loud clapping noise, as her pussy would close around his penis and then clap back open. Andy suddenly got an idea to make it tighter, that way it would feel better for him. He reached on the floor and grabbed his baton, he held it with his right hand and lodged it into her pussy. It fit perfectly and she screamed out as she squirted all over the floor. Andy moved in and out with the baton until he came inside her.

All three of them sat down next to each other on the couch and laughed. Their eyes rolled back, naked, laughing,

Bill walked into Fangtasia, not wanting to be there, and looked around for Eric. He had no one else to turn too, Jessica wouldn't be able to help, and Eric was older and more knowledgeable. He looked around and caught fangbangers staring at him, both guys and girls. He smirked but not noticeably. Just a twitch of his lips.

"Well what can I do for man bangs?" Pam asked walking up to him.

"I need to speak to Eric," Bill said seriously, ignoring her comment on his hair completely. "It is of urgent matters!"

"Well he's out right now, but if you want to sit here and wait for him I'm sure he'd just love to see your face when he comes back." Her sarcastic tone made Bill regret even coming in the first place.

"I'll wait, but if he comes back just before dawn I'll need to go to ground here," Bill said making sure they had an extra coffin.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say Bill." She walked away and went back to greeting guests as they walked in.

Dean was fast asleep, dreaming of candy land but only with pies, when a hand grabbed his face and covered his mouth. He woke up in a panic and his first reaction was to fight but then he saw who was covering his mouth. Cas was sitting on the edge of his bed with his hand covering Dean's face.

"Dean I don't have much time," Cas said still not letting go of Dean's face. "I am here to warn you. You are stepping in on something that is going to change the history of the world forever. It's going to change everything. Listen to me, the storm that happened here earlier, it was no ordinary storm. An angel sent that storm. I'm not sure who, but it means a horrible outcome."

Dean finally had enough of his mouth being covered and pushed Cas's hand off. "What the hell are you talking about Cas!"

"This storm, it is making the people of this town do unnatural things Dean. You must listen to me. There is a prophecy, that an angel will bring down a storm causing people to have relations with their family members. However this prophecy tells of a bother and sisters who are not entirely human, one will have powers and one will not. If they procreate and have a baby, that baby will bring forth the end of heaven."

"The end of heaven? What the hell are you talking about Cas?" Dean was starting to get worried.

"Heaven will no longer be, there will be only one place for people when they die, hell. And if this happens, I will become a demon. Do you understand me Dean? You must stop anyone from procreating. This storm will last for one month. It has already been a week. You need to stop everyone from being with each other."

"How the hell am I supposed to do that?" Dean was getting flustered. "You can't just come here and spring this one me!"

"Someone knows I'm here warning you Dean," Cas said looking around worriedly. "I have to go!"

"Cas you can't leave me, how am I supposed to know who is the one?"

"You'll know," Cas said backing away slowly. "The baby will be fully formed within two weeks, just look for the person who becomes pregnant and develops fast and then kill the fetus. I have to go."

"Cas, wait!" But it was too late. Cas vanished and Dean was left laying his bed, worried and overloaded with information…