DEMON RULES

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Chapter 3

When he reached the hotel, Sam quickly discovered that Dean had not returned. Grabbing his duffle bag, he reached into a hidden section and pulled out an old box, its contents still saved from his last trip to the Crossroads. He had gone to the demon last time to sell his soul for ten years, thinking he could get some extra time for him and Dean to break the deal. However, she would not even listen, let alone do a deal. The book had stated that was also supposedly illegal. They were not allowed to refuse Sam if he was offering his soul.

It was close to 6.30pm, and would be time for dinner soon. Sam decided to wait for Dean to come back and go eat with him. He would pretend that his work that afternoon was a bust, and get Dean to wait till the next day to continue researching. They had both been so busy that he was going to push for a decent meal, a few drinks and an easy night. It had been many months since they had even had a few hours off. Sam was going to try and get Dean to relax, if that was possible.

Hopefully that bar down the street would have some chicks for Dean to occupy himself with. Sam was going to go all out to make sure Dean was distracted so he could get out to the Crossroads tonight. The deal that had been plaguing their lives for so long was going to be broken tonight. Just as he thought this, Dean came barging in through the door.

Dean was so angry and pissed off because he had wasted most of the day and got no information on what they were hunting.

"A bust," Dean yelled. "Both of us have nothing!"

With a lot of careful persuasion, Sam managed to convince Dean to agree to go out for dinner and to get few drinks.

Dean said, "Its about time I chat up some girls, before I forget how."

So after the usual bickering over showers, Sam and Dean found themselves at a decent diner digging into some great food. After a leisurly meal, they decided to go to the bar for some drinks.

Sam soon found Dean chatting to some girls and having a good time. So he took the opportunity to leave, making an excuse to Dean that he was tired and could do with an early night.

Sam felt great that he was able to get Dean out of the way, so that he could go and try to break the deal. He returned to the hotel, grabbing his duffle and reading through the ritual chant a few more times to make sure it was completely added to his memory. As he turned with his bag over his shoulder to head out the door, it suddenly opened. Dean stood in the doorway. The look on Dean's face was more than just anger and rage.

"You sent me on a fools errand all day and tried to soften me up tonight, and now you're leaving me," screamed Dean. "You honestly don't think I'm that stupid, do you, Sammy?"

Sam thought Dean looked like he was going to start throwing punches. But then he just looked hurt. He looked at Sam and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

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