Hey guys! I know it took me very long to update, but I was busy and jumbled up between work and studies and blah blah blah. But never mind that. Here is the second chapter of 'Music and Lyrics'. I hope you guys like it =D

Thanks a lot to Extra-fried-noodles for being my first reviewer. If it wasn't for you, I would've stopped writing this fic.

And many many thanks to KittyBits because your comment gave me the hope that I can write better and it made me more determined than ever, which helped me write these chapters.

Many hugs from shirtless Cas to you, guys! =D

Beta'd by Snehi Shah.

Disclaimer: Again, I do NOT own anything. All the characters, songs, etc. belong to their respective owners, creators, etc.


"When your heart gets restless, time to move along
When your heart gets weary, time to sing a song
But when a dream is calling you,
There's just one thing that you can do
Well, you gotta follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
You gotta follow that dream to find the love you need."

~Elvis Presley.


Sam and Dean stared at the young and 'zen-sational' star with wide eyes and open mouths. Evidently the young blonde was recording a new video for her new song 'Buddhist Delight'. She was wearing an outfit which barely covered her at all. The dance steps looked more like the various sex positions used in a pornographic movie. She was being groped by seemingly attractive brown haired guys; and she wiggled her butt towards the camera for almost forty seconds. For once, Sam actually thought that they might have entered in the wrong studio where a porn movie was being made. Dean, whereas was practically drooling over her.

'I have a whore as my brother', Sam thought, inwardly rolling his eyes.

"I want a revelation and sweet salvation
and the eternal fire
Show me the eternal fire
I've got to have my Buddha's delight

Om Shanti Shanti
I've got to have my Buddha's delight
Om Shanti Shanti"

The song continued to play in the background with Jo dancing to it, when Sam decided to speak up. "She seems like a very spiritual kid", he said motioning his hands so that his brother could understand what he was saying in this loud atmosphere.

Dean, who had his eyes practically glued to the whole scenario, replied chuckling, "Yeah. It's nice to see a young woman exploring religion."

Sam glared at his brother and gave him his bitch face #17, while his brother continued salivating.

The video finally came to an end with Jo being groped again by some hippie guys and the director saying 'cut!' in a very loud and pitchy voice. Sam gave a sigh of relief, glad that this 'whatever' it was, was finally over; whereas, his brother sighed for the complete opposite reason.

As soon as the director said 'Terrific!', Sam and Dean were approached by a not-so-short-but-kinda-short guy well dressed stranger. The man wore a form fitting black suit that was undoubtedly tailored, his hands in the pockets of his suit jacket. He was older than Dean but handsome in an elegant sort of way, carrying himself in a manner that demanded respect and attention. Dean hated to admit it, but he was kind of, or really jealous of the guy's classiness and posh appearance.

"Hello darlings, I'm Crowley, Jo's manager." He said, shaking his hands with Sam, followed by Dean. He had this really strong British accent, which again, made Dean jealous.

"Sam Winchester. This is-" Sam was cut off by Crowley who said, "Dean Winchester, the man behind the success of 'Northern Remains'. It's a pleasure meeting you, love." Dean was taken aback by Crowley's comment and he felt proud and self-confident, which he hadn't felt in a while. It has been a very long time since he was appreciated by someone apart from his brother.

"Jo's this way. Come on, follow me darlings." Crowley ordered, which succeeded in manipulating Dean and Sam, as they started following Crowley.

They finally entered a room, which was completely saffron red. The room looked somewhat like a Buddhist monastery, with a large, lotus shaped lamp set in one corner over a shelf which had a golden statue of Buddha and some incense sticks burning nearby. Jo was seated in another corner, with a smile on her face which could be described as 'somewhat calm and serene'. She wore a black jumpsuit which had 'Jo Beth' printed in gold over her left bosom.

'From an erotica environment to a religious atmosphere, that's quite a transformation.' Dean thought to himself, chuckling suddenly, which broke the silent ambience of the room. Sam glowered at Dean with a look which could simply be deciphered as 'what the hell, man?' .

"Jo darling, this is Dean Winchester, and his brother/manager Sam Winchester." Crowley said motioning his hands toward both the brothers.

"We loved the video. It was unbelievable." Sam said, politely, with a slight smile on his face.

Dean, taken aback by Sam's remark, looked over at his brother and said without taking his eyes off, "Yeah."

Jo rose and walked up to the brothers, with a cat like movement. "Mr. Winchester, it's a pleasure." She said, shaking her petite hands with Sam first, followed by Dean. "Your song 'Dance with me tonight' got me through my parents divorce when I was thirteen."

Dean, again, was surprised by the blonde's comment and replied chuckling, "Really? Wow. I recorded that when I was-"

The older Winchester was cut off by the petite young blonde, who started saying, "I want my fans to know the same spiritual uplift that your music gave me."

Dean, feeling excited and extremely happy for the first time in a very long time, replied, "That would be lovely. I have a few tunes. It would be nice to update."

Jo, who was kind of, dissatisfied with the answer, said, "I don't live in the past, Mr. Winchester. It was so long ago. I want you to write a new song."

Dean and Sam were both left stunned and amazed, not quite believing what Jo just said. They thought that either there was something wrong with their ears or there was nothing wrong with their hearing organs and what they heard was completely and utterly right. Dean stood enraptured, astonished. He just replied with an 'aaaahhhh' sound and Sam was about to say something when Jo started speaking again, "You see…I recently broke up with my boyfriend. We had been together for almost two months!"

Sam and Dean made some pitiful faces so that the girl would think that they knew very well how she felt, when actually they don't even give a damn about it. "Two months is a very long time. You can conquer the world in two months. I understand how you feel." Dean said in his I-am-actually-being-sarcastic-but-you-can't-see-that-I-am-being-sarcastic-coz-I-am-that-good-at-being-sarcastic tone. Only Sam could understand that he was mocking the superstar very subtly. He glared towards Dean, only to get a soft partly suppressed laugh as a reply from his brother.

"It was a terrible experience. But then I read a book by Guru Mathashavi called 'A way back into love'. And that will be the title of our new song. And in two weeks when I open my tour at Madison Square Garden, we'll perform it together." Jo said.

Just as Dean was about to reply, Crowley stepped up and decided to meddle in. "Okay boys, here's the thing. We also wanna put the song on her new CD…which is pretty much finished, so we need it by Friday." Crowley said, taking a sip of his whiskey, Laphroaig Quarter Cask, from the exquisite looking drinking glass.

Dean, startled by the sudden surprise, said "This Friday? You mean THIS Friday?".

"Yes love, but don't feel any pressure. We've got seven other retro artists working on 'Way Back into Love', so if you blow it, we are covered." Crowley said, reassuring the two amused men standing in front of him. Dean gave a sigh of relief, and licked his lips like he always did, so elusively that only a pair of sharp eyes could detect that action.

Feeling the tension radiating from the two brothers, Jo started saying all of a sudden, "Mr. Winchester, don't look at this as a competition. If it's meant to be, it will be." Both the Winchester boys nodded, with an expression of a complete loon on their faces. "It's destiny.", Jo said. Sam turned to look towards Dean, who was still entirely and wholly horrified with the fact that he was being asked to write lyrics. Lyrics! Dean Winchester never does lyrics! Never Ever! It's a big NO for Dean. "Or not." Jo further added, which certainly earned her a glare from Dean; not the one he uses on Sam, but the milder version of it.

Jo made prayerful hands and bowed down to them and said 'Namaste', which made the brothers mimic the action and do the same thing.


Sam with his half-caf, double vanilla latte in his hand and Dean with his favorite bacon cheeseburger, were walking down the relatively empty streets of New York City, which was quite surprising because NYC is one of the cities which never sleeps.

Dean, still startled and very much astounded with the offer, decided to speak first, "Okay. What the hell was that? I can't possibly write a song by Friday! What could she be thinking of?"

Sam, tired of listening to his brother continuously complain about this really wonderful opportunity, finally couldn't hold it together and turned Dean around and said, "All right. Look, look, can I be honest with you?"

Dean, taken aback by this sudden action, replied, "You're my manger. I would have to fire you."

Trying to stay as calm as possible (since that was the only way he could deal with his brother right now), Sam simply stated- "We need this."

"Let's not be desperate. We have the state fairs, Knott's Berry Farm." Dean said, taking a bite of the greasy junk food.

"They've canceled." Sam replied. Dean completely stopped in his tracks. He slowly moved the burger away from his mouth without taking a bite of it and looked at Sam with a look of complete discontent, hopelessness mixed with shock and a little bit of hope. Hope that his brother was lying. "Knott Berry's canceled?" Dean said, like a kicked puppy who would sound exactly like Dean if he had the privilege of expressing his thoughts in speech.

Sam's heart melted immediately. At that moment, he finally realized what his brother's been going through these ten years- fight with dad, betrayal from Andy, his fall from a successful musician to a local singer; everything. And his brother survived through all this, without shedding a tear publicly. At that exact moment, Sam felt proud of his brother. For the first time in a very long time, he was grateful to God that he has such a wonderful brother- the brother that he could look upon as a role model. Without thinking, he hugged his brother. Nope, not the girly hugs, but the manly hugs. Dean, again taken aback, patted his brother strongly and said, slightly chuckling, "When did I have a sister named Samantha?"

The brothers broke away from each other's embrace and Sam exhaled and patted his brother quite heavily on his shoulders and said, "Look, we are still on for the Indiana State Fair, okay? But…"

"But….?" Dean parroted Sam's word, to which Sam replied, "But Texas and Arkansas dropped us."

"The Apple Picking?" Dean asked to confirm whether they were still on for the second last event they presently had on their list. "The Apple Picking Festival is a go but Great Adventures want only 3 nights instead of 10. All right?" Sam replied.

"My God! I had no idea. Why didn't you tell me these things? Why-?" Dean accused his brother.

Sam stopped in his tracks and turned to face Dean, "I am telling you now.", He said simply while taking the list sip of his latte. "Dean, it's been almost seven years since 'Northern Remains'. There's new old acts coming up all the time. Tears for Fears is going on tour. There's talk of a Spice Girl reunion. Ricky Martin."

"I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm finished. I'm finished." Dean continued ranting about how he would end up doing bar mitzvahs while Sam was trying to assure him that he's not dead and that thirteen year old kids have no idea who he was.

"Well, that's good to know." Dean replied to Sam, nodding his head. "Well, what about you? You might actually have to take on another client."

"Dean, if you remember, I am not a celebrity manager. I am a 'would-be lawyer'. I became your manager just to sort things out for you. What we gotta concentrate on is refreshing your image. Then we'll get Knott Berry's and Great Adventures, who knows? We might even get Disneyland." Sam said.

"Don't tease me. I'm very vulnerable." Dean said in his fake sad voice.

Sam rolled his eyes and said, "Tell you something, Dean. You do a song for Jo and there is spot for you in the Magic Kingdom."

Dean made a frightened face and said, "Writing a song, man. I thought I was done with the whole nightmare. It sucks! I am not good at writing songs, and you know that. "

"Just one song, Dean! That's all we need." Sam said, throwing his empty cup of latte in the nearby trash bin.

"But it's so time consuming! And I haven't written for seven years. And I need a lyricist. And it's never worked with anyone except Andy." Dean whined.

"Look, I know it's not easy to get somebody good this fast…But there's this guy. Supposedly, he's very hip and very edgy. He just worked with Avril."

"Okay, okay. Good. That would do for me. Yeah, definitely." Dean said, more to him than to his brother.


Dun-dun-dun! Nope….no Cas in this chapter also. But don't you worry; I have uploaded the third chapter which is entirely Cas' chapter. So off you go! =D

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