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Lost Souls	By : Haggishunter Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1058 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural any similarities in character are purely coincidental. This a not for profit fiction. I make no money from this tale I am liable for all content in this story.

Chapter List
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CHAPTER TWO

Worried that the crash had done some serious damage to Sam's brain, Dean gave him a shifty glance. Sighing heavily, he leant back in his seat and thought of his beloved impala, recalling how he had traveled back in time and prompted John to buy it, thanks to Cas and his time manipulation. Jolting out of his reverie, Dean gave Bobby a what-the-fuck look as he turned into a side street and pulled over. This wasn't where Sam had directed him to go.

Curling up his lip, Bobby shook his head and stepped out of the truck, slamming the door behind him then strolled out on to the main street. He scanned the windows and paving making sure that he wasn't being followed and headed along it. Ah, this was what he wanted. He pushed the door inwards and stepped over the threshold.

The shop was packed with customers looking for a bargain as the summer sale was in full swing. He could see people being jostled left, right and centre as they tried to claim the last of the bargains. Perched on the doorstep, he skimmed the shelves and racks before making a beeline for the jeans section. Extending his hand, he grabbed a couple pairs of jeans and a couple v-neck tops that hung above. He swiveled his head around, searching for one more garment. Spotting what he was after he ambled across, squished his stomach in and maneuvered through the hoards then stooped over and stretched out his hand towards the two brown pairs of cowboy boots that shone up at him. His fingers grasped the top as another hand reached forward and grabbed them. Grunting, he straightened up, ready to give the customer an ear bashing on consumer etiquette but as his eyes locked on the customer's his mouth gaped open and he bared his teeth.

"Hello Cupcake!"

Bobby gripped his gun as his eyes darted around the shop floor. "Crowley!" he snarled, pulling the boots from his demonic fingers.

"You're not still sore about the kiss?" Crowley chirped, his Scottish accent kissing each word as it rolled off his tongue.

Bobby shifted uncomfortably beside him and looked down. As a young cashier that looked no more than sixteen sang out, "Next," he turned and walked towards the counter.

Youth training, I hope she knows what she's doing, Bobby thought as he swiftly placed the garments on the top and pulled out the wallet from his back pocket. The green glinted out the top as he pulled the flap forward and withdrew several notes. The cashier rang the items through, bagged them up and pressed the total button on the register. She smiled across, ready to give him the total but before she could say anything, he handed her the money.

Crowley grabbed Bobby's arm. "Tell Cas they are mine," he said and with that he turned and walked off without a backwards glance, leaving Bobby dumbfounded.

Bobby stood staring after him, collecting his thoughts as the young cashier cleared her throat. With a weak smile he looked up and headed for the door, pausing only for a moment to check that the way was clear before stepping out and headed back to the truck. "Here!" He threw the bags in at the boys and turned his back as the gowns were discarded leaving them naked on the front seat. When the boys were fully dressed he climbed in, put the truck into gear and drove off, following the directions Sam had given him earlier.

Sam bolted upright. He had spotted the old motel up ahead on the left hand side of the road as Bobby sped along. "Stop!" he spat out, barely recognizing his own voice.
Dean looked up sharp. He'd been miles away, working through every scenario he could think of as he wondered who or what would be waiting for them when they got there. He reached into the glove-box and pulled out a gun. His fingers twitched on the other that was still in there, pondering whether to let Sam have it or not. Against his better judgment he wrapped his fingers around it and pulled it out, handing it to Sam. Sam studied it for a moment then took it out Dean's hand and tucked it into his waistband.
As Bobby pulled up to the motel, Dean rechecked his clip. It was clear that no-one would ever stop here. The motel was dilapidated and had a look Norman Bates would have been proud of. It gave him shivers to just look at it. Bobby pulled up to the front, stopped the engine and got out. Dean following close behind, waited on Sam so that he could close the door behind him, but Sam didn't move. Instead, he just stared straight ahead with a glazed over look on his face.
"Sam?"
Sam turned to Dean, "We go in the back. Keep your gun ready. Gabriel and Crowley are there."
"Your premonitions, you got them back?"
"Seems so." Sam smiled. He had missed having the premonitions, though they were often accompanied by a splitting headache. This premonition, however, came pain free which gave him pause for concern but he could not contain the feeling of elation that he now had. He jumped down, landing on the gravel sending it in all directions beneath his feet.
Bobby cocked his gun and let Sam lead the way. After rounding the side, they found a small crack in the wall and entered the building. Sam raised two fingers, pointed them towards his eyes and then at the guys indicating to go around. Dean gave a curt nod, crouched low and went left while Bobby went right.
"Come out boys. We know you're there!" Gabriel called across the room in a lazy drawl.
Well there goes the element of surprise, Dean thought, pissed that they hadn't got the upper-hand. Then stepping into the room, guns locked on the targets, he walked forward.
"Please! Put them away before you hurt yourself," Gabriel scoffed. "We're here to help."
Dean tilted his head bewildered. Them help! Must be a trick. He turned slightly to look at Bobby for confirmation, but he was looking ahead with a disgusted look on his face. He followed Bobby's gaze and burst out laughing at Crowley who was blowing kisses and winking at Bobby mouthing what looked like, "Cupcake." Frustrated, Bobby turned and glared at Dean who instantly clammed his mouth tight, stifling the laugh as it threatened to erupt again.
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