The Winchesters arrived at one in the morning in Spring Valley and cruised through the town in Dean's black 1967 Chevy Impala.
"They beat us here" Dean pointed out at the black SUVS parked outside the town's only hotel. For them there was two motels on the outskirts where they could stay when they decided they needed shut-eye, a hotel was too expensive with the money they had. The FBI on the other hand, could afford anything.
"They have a private jet, they probably got here yesterday"
"They've turned in for the night" Dean smirked. "So where we going to first?"
He repeated the question when Sam didn't reply.
He still didn't then. "Sam" He shouted turning around to face him.
"Hey Dean!"
He screamed, he was startled as he grabbed onto Sam's sleeve, his heart racing and his breath laboured.
Sam and Penelope laughed at Dean scared out of his wits. There wasn't many times they got to see that.
"I hate you" Dean relaxed against the seat when he got over his shock. It had been a shock, that's all. He hadn't been scared, not at all; startled, if anything.
"Always nice to see you too cuz"
"Since when the hell did you start going with the rest of your team?" Dean questioned. They knew they were going to run into her team, they never suspected to run into Penelope.
"Won't they notice you've gone?" Sam asked at the same time.
"Boys, boys, boys. I'll answer your questions but first get away from here. There's a 24 hour coffee house two blocks south, we can talk there"
They drove there in silence, not speaking as if the FBI could hear them right there and then.
Dean ordered them all a BLT sandwich with their coffees even though they said they didn't want any food, it was an excuse for him to have more food.
"You said your answer the questions?" Dean gave them their coffees and threw sugar packets on the table.
"Correction: I said I hardly go with the team, not that I never"
"And this case is just one of them ones, is it?" He drawled.
"What are you getting at Dean?" Penelope asked with a hard edge to her words. She was older then both of them and let them know it that she knew better, that they couldn't really say anything.
Except Dean was really worried to have her here. It was bad enough that his bubbly cousin was involved in getting into some of the most darkest minds but now the supernatural? "I don't like you being here, period. Especially this case"
"Tough because I'm staying"
Dean looked away out the window, he wasn't winning this war not with her. Stubborn was his cousin.
"And to answer yours" Penelope turned to Sam. "I have my own room and I told them I was sleeping, you don't disturb a sleeping Penelope" She smiled.
"I know" Sam smiled, he had had the displeasure of waking her up from her four hour asleep. If she had eight hours you may be safe, may be but you could never be sure.
"What do you know about the case so far then?" Dean turned to Penelope taking a bite our of his BLT.
"So far….