Disclaimer: The Winchesters don't belong to me. Neither does the Metallicar. If they did, they wouldn't drive around as often as they do and that car would be a lot dirtier. But it's my birthday in a couple of months! I know what I'm wishing for.

Warnings: OFC

Author's Note: I'm from Australia, so if I've got any geography wrong, I'm sorry, but that's why. Constructive criticism is good, but flames never helped anyone. I have no beta, just my lovely self and a spell check.

The Winchesters finally arrive in Salem, Oregon, with not a single more line sung.
"So what's the story with this place, other then the obvious ones." Dean asks Sam because he is usually the one who finds the next hunt.
"People are getting strangled with no sign of a break in or a struggle or a robbery, there's nothing."
"That's what the police think anyway, but I know better. I mean, the only thing they can figure out is the way to the donut store."
They hear a little giggle from behind them and turn around to see a girl that looked about 24 years old with short straight brown hair and blue eyes.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been listening." She says, with an accent the brothers can't quite put their finger on.
"That's all right, as long as next time you are listening to my phone number so you can call me." Dean shamelessly flirts.
"Ignore him. My name's..."
Dean interrupts Sam. "Hey! Just because you want her doesn't mean you have to..."
"You can stop now Dean, she's gone."
Dean looked over where the girl was to see Sam is correct.
"Aw man, you scared her off."
"I scared her off. You scared her off with your flirting." Sam only said this to tease his brother, but the look on Dean's face told Sam he hit a sore spot.
"Whatever man. Let's just do this."
"OK then. Well, let's start with her hotel room."

"Hi there. How can I help you?" Asks the perky clerk.
Dean smirks at her. "Where to begin."
"I can tell you. We need the key to Cindy Thomas's room. We're her cousins, Sam and Dean and we came to pick up her stuff."
"I'm so sorry what happened to her. My sincere condolences. Here, here's the key."
"Thank you so much." Dean tells her, going into business mode.

The brothers are upstairs; checking out the hotel room when the same girl they met on the street walks through the entrance doors of the hotel.
"Hi there. How can I help you?"
"Hey. I need the key to Cindy Thomas's room. I'm her cousin and I'm here to pick up her stuff."
"I don't have the key; your brothers have it."
"My brothers?"
"Yeah, your brothers. Well, I assume they are because they were her cousins as well. Dean and Sam?"
"Dean and Sam? I just can't believe they made it. I thought they couldn't. Thanks for telling me." She invents quickly.
"No problem."

Author's Note: What's going to happen? Please review because I didn't get many reviews for my last chapter and I might get sad and kill off someone. Nah, just kidding. But seriously, drop me a line to tell me how I'm doing. Please.