Author's Note: Thanks for all your reviews, they really mean a lot, story is coming to an end soon…let me know if you want a Sequel, because I have a few ideas.
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The next morning the guys had packed up all their belongings, still not quiet sure what to do with the Impala. Sam had suggested looking in bushes nearby for the missing keys. Dean dragged his feet down to the ground floor and went to the nearest bush to begin searching.
"This is such a stupid idea, like she would throw the keys away….she hates me too much to do that" Dean mumbled. Sam joined in with the searching.
"Look you never know okay…and I didn't hear you come up with any ideas"
Dean huffed slightly and stared longingly at his baby. The sun caught on something on the hood of the car. He stood up and squinted slightly…THE KEYS!
Dean set off at run straight for the Impala.
"What the…?" frowned Sam.
Dean grabbed the keys off the bonnet and looked up to the heavens.
"Thank you," said Dean his voice breaking slightly. He then flung his arms wide and sprawled himself on the hood of his baby, planting a kiss on the black metal. Quickly realising how hot it had become in the morning sun he peeled himself away to beam at his brother.
"Maybe she didn't hate me that much after all"
Sam rolled his eyes and replied, "Your lucky it wasn't stolen."
Dean's eyes widened in shock, realising what could have happened so easily, and he turned to look back at the Impala. Stroking her metal once again he signed in relief.
They returned to the room to pick up their belongings and throw them in the boot of the Impala. Both boys lent on the roof of the car lost in thought.
"I still can't believe what that bitch did to me"
"You probably deserved it"
"I'll have you know, I'll be traumatized for the rest of my life," smirked Dean, pretending to look deeply hurt.
"Yeah well it wasn't exactly a walk in the park for me either," grimaced Sam.
"What are you talking about….I bet you loved seeing me naked." Both boys clambered into the car.
"Like hell I did"
"Pervert!"
"Whatever Dean," sighed Sam.
"I feel…so violated," said Dean, cracking his voice for more effect.
A low growl interrupted both of them.
"No need to get randy Sam… I don't bat for that team," joked Dean.
"That wasn't me!"
They simultaneously inched around in their seats. A black fury butt faced them both, pausing for a second before spraying liquid all over the windscreen.
"Aaaarrgghh!"
Both boys leapt from the car.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!" cried Dean.
"It's….a skunk," frowned Sam, inching closer to get a better look.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS A SKUNK DOING…."
"Eva!" they said in perfect harmony.
"Bitch!" yelled Dean, slamming his hand on the window. Why was this happening to him? The skunk clearly irritated by this, turned its butt towards Dean and sprayed the window with more of its scent.
"Stop spraying in MY CAR!" yelled Dean his hands outstretched almost pleading for the skunk to stop. This only angered the animal further and it began stomping its feet, digging its claws into the black leather.
"Ah," winced Dean, "Dude, do something!"
"Why me!"
"Ok, you open your door a little bit and then I'll get it's attention this way…that's your signal to whip open the door and grab the back of its neck."
"How about I get it's attention and you grab its neck," protested Sam.
Dean glanced at the angry animal, taking in its claws and sharp teeth. "Oh" whimpered Dean. "Fine!"
He cranked open the door slightly, the skunk turned towards him and hissed which then turned into a full on growl at Sam who was banging on the opposite window.
"Now!" cried Sam.
Dean flung the door open and went to grab the skunk, but quickly retracted with a short yell when the animal whirled around and tried to bite his hand. He slammed the door back, panting heavily. Sam burst out laughing.
"I'm glad you find this funny Mr I'm Too Chicken to take on a skunk!"
"Coming from the expert…who screams like a girl!" laughed Sam. He opened his door being careful to stand behind it and told Dean to bang on the window. The skunk clearly seeing an escape made a run for it in a mixture of black and white fur and bounded for the trees. Sam raised his eyebrows to Dean. Dean just mumbled and opened his door to check the leather for claw marks, and that's when he made the biggest mistake of his adult life. He breathed.
"Oh, oh god…Jesus!" yelled Dean quick to cover his mouth and nose with his arm. The scent wafted out to Sam who repeated the same speech and covered his own airways.
"That fucking hums!" muffled Dean.
"Yep and your gonna clean it"
"ME!"
"You got us into this mess"
"I was just an innocent victim in all this"
"I'll be back soon with some stuff to clean the car…cya Dean"
Dean growled and kicked the air "Fucking woman," he mumbled. When Sam returned, he'd bought about a dozen car smellies, 3 bottles of disinfectant spray in Pine flavour, a cloth and a handkerchief. He put the bag in front of Dean who was sitting on the concrete, staring blankly at the car, and sat down next to him. Dean stood up and grabbed the bag…clearly annoyed and rummaged through the contents.
"What's the hanky for?"
Sam stood up, grabbed it out of his hand and tied it around Dean's face.
"For the smell."
"Oh, gee thanks," scowled Dean one last time before setting off to clean the car.
After an hour or so of watching Dean scrub and listening to him whine and whimper every now and then, Dean clambered out of the car.
"Ta da!"
"Can we go now?"
"I'm so underappreciated"
Dean threw all but the car smellies into the trees, and clambered into the car with Sam. He managed to hang them all on the rear view mirror and grinned at Sam, who just rolled his eyes. Dean started the engine and pulled out of the motel parking lot.
"Where are we going again?"
"Richfield, Utah"
"Right"
THE END
Author's Note: hope you all enjoyed it thank you for reviewing.