He's driven by obsession, a singleness of purpose. He'll never give up. –Bruce Wayne (New Earth)
Jason Todd has been called many, many things, most of them unflattering. Persistent has been one of them, and Jason has been lounging on one of the wrecked cars like he owns it, smirking a smirk that would make Crowley jealous since late morning and it's edging well into the afternoon.
It's driving Bobby nuts.
He is this fucking close to getting the shotgun and chasing him off the property.
But he can't so he makes Sam deal with it, because he has a feeling that Jason and Dean would get along far to well to really fight.
Balls.
(^^)
Jason only pays attention to Cuddles in front of him when he's two feet away from him.
"Yo,": Jason says generously, when Cuddles can't seem to find words.
"Bobby says that he wants you to get off his lawn." Cuddles replies.
Jason vaguely thinks that he should stop watching Happy Tree Friends, "Singer needs to- heeeeey I know you!"
Cuddles gets a look on his face that implies that Jason is a horrible, horrible person.
"Didn't you die a horrible death with your brother at that FBI place? And aren't you a horrible serial killer?" Jason beams and it sets Sam Winchester on edge. "It's cool, I won't tell anyone if you tell me where the fuck my brother is," His voice lowers itself into a snarl. Jason's scowl turns into an ugly smile and gets off the car, and ambles off the property, leaving a dumbstruck Winchester behind him.
(^^)
When Jason gets back to the same motel room he rented last time, the tape-recorder that he set up for the bug has an interesting tale to tell.
"DEAN, BOBBY!" Sam's voice yells, and Jason thinks it might be just after he left.
"What?" a voice that only be Dean's demands, "What got you in a tizzy Francis?"
"Well, I dunno Dean, maybe the fact that Todd knows who we are and that we're alive."
"Balls."
"He said that he wouldn't tell anyone quote 'you tell me where the fuck my brother is'."
"Well, Christ Sammy, how do we tell him that his brother's body is currently being used to house an archdouche?'
"Dean-o that's so mean!" Dick's voice chastises. Jason snarls and throws the Bible that came with his room at the wall. It makes a satisfying thump sound.
"What, Gabriel?" Dean snarls, "He actually cares about family, and God knows that's fucking rare now, especially with fucking angels- SON OF A BITCH!"
The next ten minutes are composed of loud, incompressible yelling and eventually fighting. Sam, by the sound of it, eventually wades in and separates them.
"You idjits," Bobby says dryly, "ya'll just hafta leave here for a bit. Lord knows it'll be better for my house, and if I got the feel of the boy right he'll be back tomorrow."
Jason considers this a bit, and decides it's his god-given right to petulantly show up at two in the morning to piss everyone off.
"Hey, what's this?"
Oh Christ. Even when Dick isn't Dick he still manages to ruin fucking everything. Jason yanks off the headset a spilt second before a loud squeal echoes through it and give the whole machine his best Bat-Glare.
(^^)
The phone is ringing at four o'clock in the morning. Jason peels his face off the cheap motel pillows and grunts a greeting when he answers the call.
"Todd!"
"Ah, fuck," Jason growls, "What?"
"Well, I just thought you might want to know that Winchester one and two just left South Dakota. The bad news is, I need you to cause a really big supernatural upheaval to get them the fuck offa my trail."
Jason's jaw drops, "Are you shitting me? No. No. I have done a lot of fucking shit for you but damn it, I won't do this."
"It might have the added bonus of you confirming Gabriel's in your brother."
Jason lets out a sigh that sounds like a sob, "Fuck. Fucking fuck you, you giant bag of fucking dicks. Fine. I'll do it. Which fucking town fucking closest to me has the highest supernatural population?"
The voice on the other end of the line chuckles, "Greenbergh, a medium sized town that is currently housing two werewolf packs and an uneasy truce."
Jason hangs up with a snarl.
(^^)
Jason waits casually in a bar that is filled with college students, some of which contain the two uneasy packs. He waits, and punches the closest one to him in the throat.
The resulting upheaval starts the newest pack war between the two, and causes the whole fucking bar to be painted in red.
The good news is, it brings the Winchesters and their plus two to town. He's on top of the roof when they roll in, and Dick gets out of their monster of a car, all inhuman grace, and not Dick.
Jason swallows harshly and leaves town without looking back.
He's got all the confirmation he needs, thanks.