Women and Winchesters
I do not own any of the things you recognize (aka Dean and Sam). I do own Erin, Mary, and Holly though.
Chapter 4
When Dean got outside, Sam was sitting in the Impala. Dean quickly went over and got into the driver's side.
"What's up Sammy," he asked.
"Just go to the hotel."
"Sam, you can't run out of a bar on two women and not give me and explanation."
Dean held back a cocky smile as Sam sighed and looked down at his hands.
"Sam, come on. I'm not leaving until you tell me," Dean said as he leaned back against the seat.
"Dean," Sam said, "She knew about Jess. She said she was psychic."
Dean sat up.
"You're not joking. Are you," Dean asked, obviously surprised.
"No," Sam said, as he mentally questioned himself on why Dean would ask something like that.
"Shit," Dean said as he leaned against the car's seat yet again.
"What?"
"Erin said she was psychic too."
"So?"
"One has to be lying."
"Why?"
"Because both can't know the same thing, it just doesn't make sense."
"What doesn't make sense," Sam asked sitting up.
"Erin knew about Jess too."
Sam leaned against his seat, now in the same position as Dean.
"Well," Dean began, "There's only one way to find out the innocent."
"Yeah."
"Lets get to work," Dean said as he got out of the car and walked to the trunk.
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Dean and Sam had just finished making up their plan. Dean would take Erin and do what he did best, charm her. Then from there he would find out if she was a fake. Sam would do the same, except in a public place, as Dean thought he could handle the supernatural better then Sam.
"Ready," Dean asked, kind of anxious to kill an evil bastard.
"No, but that's never stopped me before," Sam said.
Dean closed the trunk and they walked in to start yet another battle.