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Chapter 2- the hunt is on

Reid knelt down beside Sam and grinned- that time it was quite close. Usually when they were in the same situation Reid would talk their way out of it, but this time it was too far-gone to do that. As Dean might have said a bit too much for it to be taken back by the man and his girlfriend, also the beer bottle he hit the other man with was a bit of a bad cause. Dean turned to look at Reid, also smiling at the fact that they had managed to all escape unscathed, even though it was his fault they were in the situation to begin with. Reid recalled reminding them (mainly Dean) that he couldn't get into fights with them anymore, as being caught wouldn't be deemed lightly by his team (mainly Hotch). "Spency, you definitely know how to run fast," Dean stated patting Reid on the shoulder and peering over the top of his beloved car, seeing whether they had been followed, or for once managed to escape that easily.

Dean glanced back at the bar and slowly sneaked around to the car door, and unlocked it. By the small smile still across his face, Reid was almost sure they were in the clear as long as they laid low and kept quite. Then Sam's cell began to vibrate loudly... completely stopping the being quiet thing they were trying to pull off. Dean was glaring at him in the first buzz mouthing 'shut-it-up-or-I-will-be-forced-to!'. Sam just glared back at his brother and lifted it to his ear thankful that he had remembered to put it on silence, for just this sort of situation.

"Yes?" Sam asked in a slight whisper. "I'm whispering for a reason..." he continued. "Yes it was Dean's fault..." he explained looking at Dean who was glaring at his little brother. "Okay... I see... are you sure? A simple one... we'll be there soon... thanks." This was just Sam's side of the conversation but they could already guess what he had been talking about. He then glanced at his two companions and frowned.

Dean threw his arms up in the air and huffed angrily. "Seriously, so we have no time off!" Dean cried glaring at Sam's phone, ignoring the fact he had said that rather loud, louder in fact than Sam's phone. But no-one was going to point it out... As this was supposed to be their little time together while they were still able to, as Reid had to return to work in just under a week.

Dean then moved to a crouching position glancing over at Reid. "You coming Spency?" he asked and Reid grinned across at Dean and Sam.

"What else would you take me for?" Reid murmured grinning up at Dean then slowly opening the door and sneaking into the Impala. As he sat in the back he smiled at the smell of the car, this was his favourite smell ever.

Sam just smiled across at Dean as he looked at Reid positioning himself in the back seat. "Just like old times, apart from the fact he can shoot a gun and not get in trouble," Dean stated glancing at Reid in the car. Sam just shook his head disbelievingly; just because Reid was FBI didn't mean that he wasn't a constant danger magnet. Going by what had happened in their constant calls and emails he still did get in trouble.

Slowly the two brothers climbed into the car and started the engine, planning to get this over with so they could get back to their time spent together.

Sam was the first to break the companionable silence after a few minutes. "Hey Spence, remember the first hunt?" Sam asked looking at Reid in the back.

Reid just nodded and looked across at Sam and Dean and blushed. "Before that I just stayed in the car and explained things to police or other people," he began smiling slightly at the two brothers. "You know that I loved going by the name Spencer Winchester. Oh- and the ghost was hilarious! You were nearly getting killed and I just picked up the gun and killed it," Spencer stated gazing out the window.

Dean grinned down at Reid and smiled slightly. "You know Spence, you didn't exactly just kill it, you nearly shot yourself when you did that," Dean chuckled smiling down at Reid; this look was alike that which Dean sometimes did to Sam. Ever the over-protective brother.

Sam continued on with explaining the job they had been given as he adjusted his hands on the steering wheel. "We're going to be dealing with a rather simple infestation of a house in the next town. Just a simple shoot and run before police come. We don't want Spence to get in trouble," Sam smiled and looked briefly back at Reid.

Reid nodded and looked at Sam and Dean. "Call me Winchester, Spencer Winchester," Reid murmured as they came to a stop at the house...

Yes... just a simple shoot and run...