This one is for Samjacklover aka Sammy. I hope it pleases ya!

I still don't own them… sigh


The Doublemint Twins

Dean was worse than a three year old, Sam was sure. He couldn't have been in the bathroom for more than two minutes. Two, and Dean was already nowhere to be found.

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At least Dean had had the decency to head to a different, dingy motel than the one they were staying at. If only Dean used that same decency when it came to the car, Dean took it with him when he left, and this motel just happened to be on the other side of town.

The waitress had said that Dean was nearly carried away by the local hoochies, code named the Doublemint Twins. Shuddering at the thought of what might be on the seats of the Impala, the seats he would have to sit in; Sam got to work searching for the love nest.

After three unsuccessful tries, Sam heard the shouts start on the next floor up. Maybe he would prefer to hear Asia now and not know exactly what sort of adventure his brother was having upstairs.

Finally, his curiosity won out, Sam hurried up the rickety stairs to the room with the screaming, half naked girl out front. He noticed that no one else left their rooms, a few blinds twitched in the windows, but nothing else. When they said "don't ask, don't tell," they obviously meant it.

"What's going on?" Sam grabbed the red head by her shoulders, giving her a slight shake.

"He's in there, he just… he just…" She promptly turned from him and vomited over the side of the balcony.

Now Sam decided he really didn't want to know. Any minute now, Asia would play, it would be a relief.

Sam slid the door open a crack. "Hello?" Nothing moved in the dim room, but he could hear the sounds of someone sobbing in the bathroom.

"Dean," Sam thought that might be his brother on the bed, process of elimination told him so. One girl outside, that had to be the other in the bathroom, which left the lump under the covers to be Dean.

"He's in the bed, oh god, I didn't mean for anything to happen," the girl's voice floated from out of the bathroom.

Common sense told Sam to turn around, head back out the door, whatever he would learn in this room would scar him for life. He didn't need to know what Dean's sexual habits entailed. His curiosity pushed him onward and, he guessed, a slight sense that if Asia hadn't started yet he might be able to save Dean.

Sam reached out to the blanket covering Dean's form, grabbing the edge and pulling it back. He jumped when the other girl came out of the bathroom. "I accidentally kicked him… down there… while we were, you know. Is he dead?"

Her voice came out watery, and barely above a whisper. It was kind of ironic, Sam thought, that one of the town floosies would be embarrassed to say exactly what they were doing in here. Really it was quite obvious what was going on.

He saw the satisfied smile on Dean's face and refused to look any lower. In death the body stiffens after a few hours, but on some people, certain things stiffen faster than others.

Sam closed his eyes and waited for Asia to start. At least his brother went out doing what he loved best. Twins.