Hey everyone! Sorry I wasnt able to write much, my exams ended and I had to catch up with my other fics too... Anyways, I hope you find this chapter good, although it isnt that funny... But I hope you like it... And thanks to all the people for the great reviews... Oh and this is to prove to all you people, that although Dean may be a drama queen, he still is Dean (just with a few female touches...) lol...

Chapter 8... You did what!

Back at the motel … 2 am

The door to the room slowly creaked open, and one extremely edgy dean tip toed in the darkness towards his bed. Suddenly, the lights went on, and Dean fell back when he saw someone was sitting on a chair right in front of him.

Uh oh, thought Dean.

"Where were you?" Asked Sam, hands crossed across his chest. He squinted his eyes and said, "I'm waiting for an answer." Dean just plopped on his bed and said, "Sorry, Dad. I didn't know you would care so much that I went out for a night." Sam didn't say anything and kept looking at Dean.

After 2 minutes of awkwardness, Dean just got up from the bed and started walking towards the door of the bathroom. "You made out, didn't you?" Sam said, a grin spreading on his face. Dean stopped dead in his tracks, "What? But like… no, of course, umm… What day is it today?" Sam got up from the chair and said, "It doesn't take a psychic to figure it out dean. And since I am psychic, you're definitely lying. But Dean… I didn't think you were that way…"

Dean's looked at Sam and said, "Very funny, geek boy. But I didn't make out with a dude. I have a bet running that you'd do it before I did anyway. And I ain't losin' the bet that easy. I did make out though…" Sam's eyes widened as he said, "A bet? With whom? How come you never told me! You think I'll make out with a dude! I'm your brother!" Dean smiled and said, "Well one chick thought you might come on to me too…" Sam just rolled his eyes and said, "Ha ha. Trying to take my mind of the whole kissing thing are you? Looks like becoming a woman has made you smarter…" Dean just opened the bathroom door and went in and said, "I did make out Sam. I won't lie to you. But I kinda… did it with a woman." Sam couldn't believe his ears; this is the moment he'd be telling his grandchildren… "You did what!"

Dean poked his head out the door and said, "Well, yeah, kinda… I couldn't help myself…" Sam laughed and said, "Couldn't help yourself? From making out? And then when you make out, you do it with a chick? Who you never met before!" Dean came out of the bathroom, and the sound of the flush came from inside. "Sam, you really got to put the seat down. Next time its up, lets just say, you'll be looking lot like one of those teen fluffs from a boy band, spiked hair and all…"

Sam rolled his eyes and said, "Dean, you made out with a chick. Aren't we gonna talk about this?" Dean sighed and said, "Ok. After dinner I told you I was going out to get some sodas, right? Well when I reached the vending machine, a bunch of these hot chicks in this limo were going clubbing, and one of them stopped by here to go to the restroom. So one of the other ones came out of the limo and asked me if I wanted to come. So I said yes. Well then we went to this nightclub, and we had a few drinks. Well looks like she couldn't handle hers, and then, we kinda made out. And she dropped me back here and then I came up, and you went all obsessive psycho bitch on me…"

"Aren't you worried Dean, aren't you even a little freaked out that we haven't got any clue as to where to find this dude, or demon, or witch, or whatever the fuck it is? We have to find him Dean. We just…" Dean interrupted Sam and said, "Well here's the good part. When we were at the club, there was this chick that wasn't drinking. And she wasn't a lesbian either, so anyway… We kinda got into discussing TV shows… you know, small talk. Me and Oprah and she and Charmed…"

Dean didn't stop even though he could hear quiet snickers coming from Sam, "So she told me she knew this dude, her ex-boyfriend, and he had a red triquetra on his neck! She said something about that's how they became friends in the first place… And get this; she broke up with him, because he went to too many bars… Too many bars, that's how we caught the dude the first time. I think it's our guy… And I got his number from her too…" Dean stopped when he noticed Sam wasn't paying that much attention to him… "Sam! Are you listening?" Sam suddenly snapped back into reality and said, "Oh yeah… Sorry. I was just imagining Monica making out with that girl…"

Thats all for now... Hope you liked it... Please review...