Had a sudden overload of ideas on how to link this part of the story up until the ending together. The title was going to be 'Find A Quarter Pick It Up And All Day Long You'll Have Good Luck' but that was a bit long. May only be 1 or 2 more chapters left to this. But enjoy.

Chapter 6: Save A Quarter In The Pig

The trio were waiting outside a house in Sam's Prius, waiting to see if the soul would come. So far they were having no luck, but they were hoping for it to come. Sam had his piggy bank at the ready to quickly run out and use at the first sight of the soul. It had been quiet before Sock startled fiddling with the car radio out of boredom. He spent a good half hour flicking through random radio station before Sam turned everything off. They'd been up all night and Sam was getting a little touchy letting slight things annoy him. He was just wishing to get this over and done with that night but having no luck.

Only then the Winchesters arrived in their classic muscle car, "Great what now?" Sam sighed.

The brothers made their way over to the modern car where Dean leant against the window, until Sam lowered his. Once he had lowered it electronically they could finally catch up on what each team has been doing.

"So what have you guys found out?" Dean asked.

"Looking out for the soul. Isn't that what you're supposed to be doing?" Sam Oliver replied before asking.

"Something happened. You still got nothing?"

"Maybe not." He answered looking towards the house.

Quickly creeping around was Dwayne. He had been stalking the property for Sandra to get his revenge. His luck may not have happened earlier but he wasn't expecting them to come after him here. The theory he had been hoping was that they'd go to Marcus' house and then he wouldn't turn up as he'd be at Sandra's.

Suddenly two men had grabbed his arms as three others appeared in front of him. The two holding him were really tall with strong muscles. Dwayne wriggled as he struggled to escape their grasp.

"Hurry up!" Dean complained to the blonde guy.

"It's not working." Sam replied shaking his little piggy bank to get it to work.

Unexpectedly, Dwayne lashed out at the brothers, flipping them over onto their back before he dashed off into the night. In pain, the brothers managed to get to their feet before they angrily glared at the young man and his two buddies.

"What the hell were you doing?" Dean complained.

"It wasn't working!" Sam Oliver argued back.

"Do you actual know what you're supposed to do with it?"

"Each one is different."

"And you didn't care to try it out before now!"

"On what?!"

"Forget it. Come on Sammy." Dean said to his brother as he began to walk away back to his car.

Sam sighed as he shook his head before following in his brother's direction. They both had a huge pain in their backs now but Dean was angrier than Sam was. The older brother turned on the engine before he drove away at a high speed. Within moments they were at their motel. Dean kept complaining about how stupid Sam was to not know how to work his piggy bank. All the while Sam had to put up with his complaining while he tried to think clearly about this Dwayne soul.

He'd got super speed, which would help him perform crimes better; killing the last people he saw before going to prison would be one. But they already knew that was the motive of the soul so that was a pointless thought to cross his mind. They hadn't really had much information on the soul but luck was just going to have to help them on this one. Only the night was quickly disappearing and they needed to be rested and ready for the next day.

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"Why didn't it work?" Ben asked his best mate the next morning.

"I don't know," Sam said putting one hand in his pocket, "I just wish I wouldn't keep getting these quarters."

"Hey, you could save up the quarters." Sock smiled.

"Where? In this pig?" Sam sarcastically remarked, "It's going to end up going back to Hell so I would lose them Sock."

Out of boredom Sam dropped a coin into the little hole which suddenly shot out a beam which broke a lamp.

"Oh." Was the only thing the trio managed to say after the beam of light shot from the nose of the pig.

"You don't think those guys would want to help out again?" Sam asked.

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"No way...Sorry pal but after the trouble you got us in last time...You sure you got it working this time?...Fine...Only because you'll probably get yourselves killed," Dean said before he hung up his phone, "Why did I give him my number?" He asked his little brother.

"I could ask the same thing," Sam replied with a grin, "So what did he want?"

"He thinks he's figured out how to work the vessel and wants our help to 'apprehend the soul' so he can capture it."

"And we're going to do it?"

"Well it's better than the idiots getting themselves killed."

Sam slightly laughed at the comment before he went to pack some gear into a duffel bag. His brother sighed at having to help out the three idiots again, even though it was partially his idea. They may be idiots but he didn't want them dead. Only now they had to wait until night when he would next strike the house.

SRSRSRSRSRSR

Lazing about the Workbench, the trio were once again talking about the soul. Customers kept walking past them, taking one glance before going elsewhere for help. Then they disappeared from the shop floor. Andy on the other hand was actually doing her job. Overloaded with customers she decided to hunt down Sam and his mates to get them to do something before Ted came and had a go at them. Knowing them so well, she knew exactly where to go. When she got outside the back of the store she heard a pot smash, only she didn't know it was because Sock was putting Sam's quarters into the pig.

"What are you guys doing?" She asked as she heard a pot plant smash.

"Umm we're testing out the pots. They're not good quality." Sock lied as he held the small remnants of the pot in his hand after he had hidden the piggy bank.

"Well you better get back in before Ted finds out."

"Come on guys." Sam said as he headed back in with his two buddies in tow.

Just as they entered back into the store Ted came across, not looking very impressed. They tried to escape and look busy, but he was at them before they could even move.

"The usual trio of slackers not working as usual."

"I was just getting something from my locker." Sam lied.

"And your two buddies had to follow you?"

"What can I say, I'm a good friend." Sock plainly said.

Then they all walked away, making Ted angrier still, although they didn't mind annoying him as long as they didn't lose their jobs. Sam then went to mix some paint for a customer while Ben went to stock shelves and Sock just disappeared. They did as little amount of work as they possibly could for the rest of the day. Finally they were able to go home and get ready for their night, where they were hopefully going to capture the soul. All they had to hope for was that they could catch the soul, use the piggy bank, and then send him back down under.