Shimmering Gold
Next Morning:
"Whose car is that?" Sam asked looking out the window.
"Mine"
"How did you get a car if we're broke?"
"I always had that car."
"Well you cant keep it."
"What? That's my car and I'm keeping it."
Dean walked over to the window beside his brother. "RX7... not bad. But he's right we cant keep it."
"Oh yes I am."
"No your not. It's bad enough we need to use fake credit cards to pay for the gas needed for Dean's car, we cant afford another."
"So what, You can turn my trunk into a storage therefor giving us more weapons."
"She's got a point." Dean mentioned.
"No we cant have another car. Since when did you have a car to begin with?"
"Since I was eight teen. I left it here when I went off with you two."
"Jill we cant afford another car." Sam insisted.
"Sam stop talking to me like a five year old. You always order me around, well here's one for you, I'm the same age as you! You always complain about how Dean bosses you around we'll your doing the same to me."
"You complain about me?"
"Shut up Dean!" Jill and Sam both yelled. Being the same age and equally smart always made the two argue about what was best.
"If money becomes an issue I'll dump it but until them it can carry the necessities that the Impala cant."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"So, about the complaining-"
"Shut up Dean." Sam hissed.
"Dude if your going to complain then complain to me."
"Shut up."
"Do you make a habit outta this? Bad mouthing me to every hot girl you come across?"
"What?"
"Don't think I forgot about Meg."
"She was a demon."
"She was still hot."
"Shut up, both of you. Let's get down to business. Sam, what's on the menu today?"
"I don't know yet." Sam shrugged.
"Dude, what were you doing yesterday? Playing solitaire on the laptop instead of looking stuff up."
"Hey, you do that to?" Jill jumped in.
"No I- I knew you do that." Sam shot Jill a dirty look.
"Well Sam?"
"Well maybe if I didn't have one partner shopping and the other complaining about the other one shopping I'd have more information on what we're dealing with. But since I didn't I have nothing to work with."
"You were complaining?"
"No." Dean quickly got defensive.
"Yes he was." Sam loved blowing up Dean's spot, and ever since Jill came along he had at least one opportunity a day to embarrass him.
"Good thing I bought you something."
"Really?" Dean's eyes lit up like a baby to a bottle.
"No"
"Haha, nice one Jill." Sam complimented.
"Shut up Sam." Dean walked over to the bathroom to wash his face.
"Wait, I never asked. Why are we here?"
"Our dad sent us these coordinates and some deaths. As far as we can tell he just sent us here to make sure everything is legit. The only thing is none of the deaths occurred here. Knowing my dad he sent us here either because something is going to happen or because he just wants you to visit your home town for a break."
"How come he never just tells you what's going down? Always just the coordination's and an article or two. If he knows something might happen it would be nice if he told us then make us figure it out on our own. Hasn't that ever occurred to you? How he sends us somewhere knowing full well of what's in it but doesn't tell us?"
"He's my dad. I guess he just wants to make sure we can figure stuff out on our own."
"Yeah well it would be a hell of a lot easier if he just told us."
"So Jill, about your friends... when am I going to meet them?" Dean changed the topic.
"Dean," Jill spun around in her chair to face him but became fixated in the drops of water that ran down his face, thinking of what she could do to him in the shower. Suddenly another bright flash went off in front of her eyes.
"You okay?" Dean and Sam asked.
She opened her eyes to see the dark figure only centimeters away. Focused on its face she became transfixed at the glowing of its shimmering gold eyes. With another flash it disappeared.
THUD.
"Jill! " Sam and Dean rushed to her side. She was now starring at the cheap paint on the ceiling of the old motel.
"Ow."
"Ow? That's all you have to say? What the hell just happened?" Dean demanded an answer.
"I don't know. How'd I get on the floor?"
"You just stopped..." Sam began. ""Dean asked you about your friends and you froze up."
"Next thing we knew you turned pale, started sweating-"
"Stopped breathing and fell back."
"Does this have something to do with your nightmare?" Dean mentioned.
"I don't know."
"I swear if I'm the only one without the shining... that's just not cool."
"No, no Dean it's... it's not the shining I don't know what it is, but I don't want to be here."
"We cant leave." Sam responded.
"Why not? Why can't your dad just tell us why we're here. "
"We just cant leave yet until we find out why he sent us here."
Dean lifted her to her feet and cocked his head to the side. "What did you dream of last night?"
"What?"
"Last night and now, you broke out into a cold sweat. What were you dreaming of?"
"I... It-" Her cell rang cutting her off. "I need to get that."
"Jill." Sam grabbed at her arm insisting she tell of her dream.
"Sam the only people that call me on that phone is you, Dean and your father. If it's ringing and your both standing in front of me, I think it'd be best that I answer it."
Dean gave Sam the okay to release his grip and let me answer the phone.
"John? Wait what... time out, rewind how did you get my number? I... now? I'm kinda busy at the moment. No... No, I cant. Do not come here. Why? Because I just said so. Rebecca no. I'm serious don't- hello?" She pulled the phone away from her ear starring at it blankly before bursting out. "SHIT!"
"I'm guessing that wasn't our father."
"No it wasn't. Apparently my friends cant get enough of me... They're on there way here, now."
"Get rid of them. We need to talk."
"I can't there very insistent. Plus you wanted to meet them so here's your only chance."
Dean warmed up to the idea immediately. "Ho0w much time do I have to get ready?"
"Wow, don't ever EVER ask that again, you sound like a girl. Plus you look yummy the way you are."
"I know"
"Sam you coming?"
"no, I'm gunna stay behind and do some more research."
"You sure?"
"Yeah." Sam walked over to his bed, throwing himself on it. " But first I'm going to catch some sleep."
"Dean," Jill started cautiously. "We are taking my car and I'm driving."
"Or you take yours and I'll take mine."
"Wont work."
"Why not?"
"Well if you take my car you can leave anytime and I have no reason to leave with you."
"What if I leave with one of your friends?"
"I'm sure that wont be the case."
"Well then I'm driving."
"Wont work?"
"Okay why not?"
"Well if you take your car that just wont work. If You drive my car which I never let anyone drive they will know something's up, also if your driving they'd just tell you to drive yourself home and they'd drop me off at the motel later. So if we need to leave in a hurry the only way I can get out of hanging out with them for so long is if your ride completely depends on me."
"I'm not comfortable being in the passenger seat with a girl driving."
"Then why do you let Sam drive?"
"I'm not a sleep yet."
"Sorry it was a moment. Dean, this conversation is over. I'm driving."
"N-"
"Dean."
"Wow my big brother just got silenced by a girl. I love this world."
"Dude," Dean shakes his head "Open chest." Dean punches down on Sam's chest knocking all the air out of his lungs.
"Cut it out you two, they're here."
