Hey guys! Back with another chapter today! This one is super short, but I promise the one tomorrow should be a bit longer. I hope you guys enjoy it! This is where the show really gets going.

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"So we're definitely dealing with a demon possession thing right?" Dean asked as they walked into their hotel room.

"Yep." Sam answered. "It makes sense now. The demon keeps switching host bodies, and every time it switches, the host dies."

"So then why didn't Eaton die?"

Sam shook his head, typing quickly on his computer. "I don't know. That's the only thing out of the pattern. Unless….."

"What?" Dean asked, knowing that his little brother had an idea or explanation forming in his head.

Sam turned to look at him. "Unless the thing wants us to find it."

Dean laughed. Now Sam had to be pulling his leg on this one. But then he looked at his brothers unamused face. "Oh," He said. "You're serious."

"Of course I'm serious Dean! Why wouldn't I be serious?!"

"Sammy, you're trying to tell me that this son of a bitch wants us to find it?! That it wants to die?! Somehow I just don't believe that Sam."

Sam shook his head. "I-I don't know Dean! Nothing seems right here, but I don't have a better explanation!" Dean was about to reply when someone knocked on the door.

"Room Service!" A sickly sweet voice called out.

Dean sighed and got off the bed he had been sitting on to open the door. "I'm sorry ma'am but-" He stopped mid sentence when he saw her. "Well hello. How may I help you?"

She looked him up and down. "Oh, I don't know." She said seductively. "I might have to do a special cleaning in this room."

"Well then my dear-" He smirk fell from his face when her eyes suddenly turned black. Dean just had time to think Shit before he was thrown and pinned against the back wall, Sam not far behind him.

"I heard you were looking for me boys." The demon said as it walked into the hotel room, locking the door behind it. "You just had to come along and ruin all my fun."

The boys struggled against the force as the demon got closer, stopping every once in a awhile to pick up and look at something out theirs. "What do you want you son of a bitch?" Dean ask angrily. He should have known better.

It looked up from the spell book it was looking at and finally made it's way to them. "What do I ant?" It asked in a sweet voice. "Well, for starters, I want chaos and death, but….. A new host would be great. This one is almost dead."

Before the boys could do anything, the demon left the body of the young women it had been possessing and went straight at Dean; not even giving him time to be thankful that he could move again.

"Dean!" Sam yelled. He ran across the room, grabbed his bag, and ran out to the Impala. Yes, his brother was possessed and needed help, but Sam knew better than to just try and save him then. He needed help, and help was what he was going to get.

"Sam!" Dean yelled as his body move on its own accord after his brother. He sighed when he saw his brother grab his gear then speed out with the Impala. If he had tried to go up against the demon alone in Dean's body he would have gotten hurt or worse... Hopefully Sam would get somebody to help and waste this demon. Even if it meant wasting him…