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Sam spun around. He really hated when demons did that pop out thing but he mostly hated when they turned cars into female versions of his brother.
Especially since that female was his freaking car 12 hours ago.
"My gift is robbing a pawn shop. She gave a cop a black eye and got doughnut grease on my jacket."
The demon laughed and patted Sam's shoulder. Sam moved away
"My name is Saul. Kid I like you."
Sam scoffed.
"You like me? I send you and your friends to hell every week. Feels like it's always a Thursday too."
Saul the demon laughed once more and shook his hosts head.
"You know that demon that killed your mother and Jessiekins? He was a real hard ass. Thought he controlled everybody. I was rooting for your father. Glad that bitch is gone."
"Your rooted for my dad?" What was with today?
"I did. Listen, This town, everything here? Is mine. I like you but I don't want you here. So I want you, that beauty and your brother to leave. I like you but I am not afraid to kill you."
Saul smiled, blink his eyes black.
"Yeah well, same to you."
Sam was in a very crabby mood. He has to save his brother, be on the run from the police and turn a car back into the car plus, he forget where he had his favorite shirt.
Dean never did like unicorns. Dean. He was going to kill him.
"That's not very nice. It hurts."
Oh right, demon. Sam shook his head to clear his thoughts.
"Sammy! They have penguin figurines things!" Paula exited the pawn shop with a penguin statue thing in her hands. She was very proud of her find.
"Sam, you've been warned. If you don't leave soon, I will take action."
In the not so distance blaring sirens approached the parking lot. Paula returned once again, this time with guns in hand.
"Oh shit. Paula, we have to go! Cops. You must have triggered an alarm!"
He ran back to the car while Paula walked over happily. She placed the guns in the back seat and then gracefully sat down and closed the door.
Sam pulled out, spun out and high tailed it out of there.
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"You are getting better at driving. You still can't handle me though. You suck at it. " Paula made a face.
"Yeah, thanks. I guess I'll go in and--I have no idea how I am going to do this. All of our weapons are gone. We're screwed."
"Minor setback. You will win, kick ass and party. What Dean always told John." She nods and pets her penguin figurine.
"When I left for college-"
"He used to go out and watch you. Dean did once. There was this guy, he didn't like you very much. He was going to do something. Dean heard about it while he was coming back to me."
"He never told me that."
Paula turned to him and smiled.
"Go in there, chicken."
Sam sighed and unbuckled his seatbelt. How he loathed that she called him chicken.
"Be right back."
There was something wrong as soon he entered. The invisible sign screaming trap, the fact that the bar was magically clean and no sign of human life or his brother anywhere.
"Dean? Are you here?" Sam walked up to the bar but was stopped.
"He was. I've been waiting for you." Sam knew that voice.
"Missy? Aren't you-"
Sam's body was thrown sideways to the left up against a wall. The crushing force bearing down on him while the girl formally known was Missy walked ever closer towards him.
"Where . .is my brother?" Sam swallowed hard, not taking his eyes off the demon bitch.
"Dean didn't like me when he found out what I was. You know, he hit me with a cross?' Missy caressed Sam's face and smiled.
"You and me are going to have so much more fun."
"I wouldn't count on it, tramp." Paula hit Missy in the back of the head with a shotgun. Sam was released from the wall and started to crawl away.
"Get find Dean! I'll take care of the slut." Sam nodded and left towards the storage room.
"Who the hell are you?" Missy snarled.
Paula dropped the shotgun and pulled out a colt.
"That's not the colt." Missy scoffed.
Paula said nothing and raised it.
"You sure about that?"
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"Dean? Are you here?"
"Took you long enough. jackass!" Sam followed the voice. His brother was tied to a chair. His head was down and Sam could blood on his face.
"You know this was a trap?" Sam started to untie.
"Way to go, college boy."
"I could always leave you here and let them demon kill you." Sam stopped untying the ropes.
"I'm sorry but the bitch beat my head in with--I don't know what but-is she still there? I want to drown her in holy water. Do you have any?"
"Sorry." He finished his work Dean stood up and dusted off his shirt.
"So where is the demon bitch?"
"Out there."
"You ready to perform an on sight exorcism?"
Sam left that book in the impala.
"Dean-"
Dean was already gone heading for the front of the bar again.
Missy threw her head back and black smoke escaped her mouth.
"Okay scratch that plan. Who are you?" Dean walked closer to Paula.
"Dean! What the hell did that bitch do to you?" Paula ran over and cupped Dean's very confused face with her hands.
"Dean, this Paula…your car."