Selina Winchester Season 3

The Kids Are Alright

Sam was sitting at a table in a generic diner, working on his laptop and talking on his phone. Dean was nowhere to be seen. Sam seemed a bit frantic "What do you mean you don't think it will work, Bobby? It's a demon-dispelling ritual." Dean, who was outside, rapped on the front window and waved a packet of papers "Well, maybe we got the translation wrong." The door jangled in the background "Look, we can't just let Dean fry in hell while we-" he paused, to listen to Bobby; his screen showed another translation in progress "...Well, there's got to be something that w-" he saw Dean approaching the table "Oh, ah, yeah, no, ah, I I gotta go. Uh. Okay. Never mind," Sam hung up the phone quickly.

Dean entered, looking suspiciously at Sam "Hey. Who was that?"

"Ah, i was just ordering a pizza," Sam said quickly

Dean looked around "Dude, you do realize that you're in a restauraunt?"

"Yeah. Yeah. Oh, yeah. I...just felt like pizza, you know?" Sam smiled, tight-lipped and reeking of insincerity.

Dean sat down "O-kay, Weirdy Mcweirderton." Dean cleared his throat "So, I think I got something,"

"Yeah?"

"Cicero, Indiana. Falls on his own power saw,"

"And? What, that's it? One power saw?"

"Well...yeah,"

"And you think that this is a case?"

"Well, I don't know. Could be,"

"I don't know, Dean. I-I-"

"All right, there's something better...better in Cicero than just a case,"

"And that is?"

"Lisa Braeden,"

Sam sighed "Should I even ask?"

"Remember that road trip I tood, uh...gosh, about eight years ago now? You were in Orlando with Dad wrapping up that banshee thing,"

"Yeah. Yeah, the five states, five-day-"

Dean laughed "Yeah. Well, kind of. Although I spent most of my time in Lisa Braeden's loft,"

"So let me get this straight. You want-you want to drive all the way to Cicero just to hook up with some random chick?"

"She was a yoga teacher. It was the bendiest weekend of my life. Come on. Have a heart, huh? It's my dying wish,"

"Yeah, well, how many dying wishes are you gonna get?"

"As many as I can squeeze out. Come on. Smile, Sam! God knows I'm gonna be smiling after 24 hourse with Gumby girl." Dean chuckled to himself; Sam laughed too, a little "Gumby girl." he frownd "Does that make me Pokey?"

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Pulling up outside Cicero Pines Motel in Cicero, Indiana, Dean stopped to let Sam out. "Don't wait up for me, Sammy," Dean said

Dean started to drive off as Sam was still pulling his bag out of the car, teasing Sam "Wait, Dean. Dean, you...Dean!"

Dean drove off. Sam was left standing there like the little brother dropped off before the big brother's hot date.

Dean drove through a suburban development, past houses being newly constructed and a sign for the 'Morning Hill' neighborhood that noted 'Sold Out!'

Outside a nicely kept suburban house, with festive balloons, Dean rang the doorbell. The door opened to reveal a brunette in her late twenties, very fit; very gorgeous. Dean smiled awkwardly. The woman stared at him in confusion for a moment, then recognized him.