I am sorry for taking this long to update! I've been running around moving to uni and actually working at uni (yeah right :P)

When I finally got round to writing more I found I had left my plot bunnies at home so it took a while for me to get them posted here!

I'm not sure whether I'm completely happy with this chapter, but it's setting up for the next few chapters which will hopefully appear in a shorter time period than this one did.

Reviews are always appreciated and sorry again! Scarlet

'Dude, did that really just happen?' Dean turned to look at his brother when they couldn't see either of the Malfoys anymore.

'I think it must have. Seriously, did you have to go and ask that question?' Sam glared lightly at his brother.

'How was I to know they were going to act like that? You're the psychic one, remember?' Sam sighed. They way Dean kept going on about it and making jokes all the time, it was hard to forget what the Yellow Eyed Demon had done to him.

'Can we not talk about that just now? I mean, there are slightly more important things to be done, like you going and finding the Malfoys and apologising for what you asked.'

Dean looked at his 'little' brother incredulously. 'Are you serious Sammy? You want me to go and say sorry for something that I didn't realise I was doing to some guys that we barely even know? No way in hell man. If I see them, I might try to cheer them up a little bit but honestly, the dark haired one was freaking me out anyway. No need to go see him again anytime soon.'

Meanwhile the Malfoy brothers had made it back to their motel room and Draco was watching while Phineas packed up his stuff and ranted. 'Who does he think he is asking something like that? Surely as a hunter he must know something of what makes you go into the job; the fact that pretty much every single hunter has a traumatic past? He kept staring at me too, like there was something on my face, who does that!'

'Calm down, I'm sure he didn't mean to upset us like that. It was an accident. As for staring at your face, you were being slightly antisocial.' Draco said looking over at his brother

Glaring back, Phineas threw a bag at his brother 'Start packing the car, I'll go check out.'

Sighing, Draco walked over to the bed to pick up the rest of the bags as his brother walked out of the room. He hated it when Phineas was reminded of their past, it meant that he would be in a mood for days and there was nothing that would shake him out of it, only time. Glancing around the room before closing the door, he turned around to see the very person that had caused the problem doing the same across the car park. Making a decision, he threw the bags into the car and crossed to talk to the older hunter.

'Hey Dean.' He called as he got to the Winchester's car 'I'm sorry about earlier, Phineas doesn't like people mentioning England.'

'Whatever dude, not my problem. Seems to me he doesn't like people in general.' Draco frowned at this. Sure his brother was a little quiet around hunters, but that was because they didn't want to get found out.

'You don't know him.' He said, a hard tone coming into his voice. 'You have no right to judge him, you only just met him'

Dean put his hands up in a gesture of peace 'Dude, I was only telling it like I saw. He retarded or something?'

THWACK. Draco punched Dean in the face, making him fall to the ground. 'Dude what the fuck? Did you seriously just ask if my brother was retarded just because he didn't talk? I might just ask the same about you and your people skills!'

With that Draco walked over to his car and drove over to the main building where Phineas was just coming out the door. Barely giving his brother enough time to get in the car, he raced out onto the street. IF there was one thing he couldn't stand it was people insulting his brother. He'd had enough shit in his life without people like Dean Winchester coming and reminding him of it or making stupid remarks like the one he'd just heard.

'So you want to tell me why you punched the Winchester?' Phineas and Draco had been driving along the freeway for half an hour before Phineas decided to try and make any conversation.

'Not really. You found a case?' Knowing that he wasn't going to get anything out of his brother anytime soon, Phineas opened his laptop and clicked to open the notes on the latest hunt he'd found.

'Three men dead in Albany, Missouri, all in the same church, all in the same way. They all suffocated due to a massive weight on their chest but there was nothing found in or around the scene to suggest a weapon.'

'Sounds like our sort of thing.' With that Draco turned the radio up signalling he didn't want to talk any more. Phineas sighed; this was going to be a long drive.

Meanwhile, Sam and Dean were also leaving the motel for the highway. Dean was scowling at the road whist Sam laughed his head off. 'I cannot believe you got punched man.'

'Bite me Sasquatch.'

'Hey, it was your fault, you did call the dude's brother retarded. If he'd said that about me you'd have done the same thing.' Dean resolutely stared out of the windscreen, determined not to look at his brother. He knew he was right, he just didn't want to admit it.

'Shut up Bitch and find a case'

'Whatever, Jerk.' Still smiling Sam looked down at the newspapers in his lap. 'I've found two that could be a possibility. The first one is in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Guy was electrocuted when rewiring a house, power was apparently turned off.'

'Dude, the guy could have just made a mistake. What's the other one?'

'Albany, Missouri. Three dead in the same way, chests crushed and lying in a puddle of water that had no source'

'That sounds more our thing. Missouri it is.' Grinning, Dean accelerated as he got onto the highway. It was a sunny day, his baby was purring and they had a case. Things were good.