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Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. If I did, this would be canon, and you could watch it in the show.

"So the bartender says, "Jesus! Doesn't anybody in your family like women?" The man downs the first drink and shakes his head, "Yeah, my wife!"" Dean cracked up laughing as he told the joke he had heard when they were a few states over in a bar similar to this, but Sam just stared at him. "Aw come on Sammy that was funny."

"Not really," The older brother sighed and flopped back into his chair while sipping his beer.

"Jesus, Sammy, where's your sense of humor?"

"I have a sense of humor, Dean. I just don't think it's very funny."

"That was freakin' hilarious! You're just lame." Sam rolled his eyes and mumbled,

"Jerk," into the mouth of his own beer bottle. A customary,

"Bitch," followed from the other man.

"What are we doin' here anyway? We should be doing more research so we can get this job done faster." Sam reasoned. Dean seemed to physically grimace for a moment at the suggestion before playing it cool.

"Aw, come on. All work and no play makes Sammy a dull boy. And Sammy definitely needs some play." Sam dropped his bottle back down from his lips to glare at his brother who snickered a little.

"Are we really going to do this again?"

"Do what again?" Dean asked, feigning innocence.

"You know what. This game you like to play where you make me sound either gay or impotent because I don't chase a skirt in every state like you do."

"Hey, it's not every state! Just..every other state…" Sam rolled his eyes again. "'Sides you seem pretty friendly with little Miss tall, hot, and mysticy."

"She's not that tall," Sam muttered, knowing who they were talking about and ignoring the obvious question.

"Compared to you, no, but you're freakish. She's girl tall, gotta be like 5'10, 5'11. Plus, she's pretty lanky too, but not like awkward lanky like you, like hot lanky. You could probably do some really neat moves if you really-"Dude! Are you seriously trying to envision a sex scene between me and some girl we barely even know?" Sam interrupted.

"Hey, someone has too! And I'm not envisioning, I'm pitching. 'Course if you weren't such a girl I wouldn't have to pitch the idea of having relations with an attractive member of the opposite sex at all." Dean reasoned

"Did you forget somewhere along not thinking with your upstairs brain that we are investigating the possibility that she could be evil and she could be a suspect?"

"Since when has that stopped you before?" Ouch, even Sam had to admit that that one stung a little. "Would it make you feel better if I went for the sister and then if their evil we're both jack asses?" Sam gave his brother a sideways glance.

"You're kinda a sick man inside your head, you know that Dean?" The older Winchester just shrugged and took a long sip of his beer.

Dean did so love to mentally poke at his brother. It was all in good fun. He did love to agitate the hell out of his brother. He made such funny faces. What else were siblings for? His attention was distracted, however, when the front door swung open once more; wider this time, and for once not an aging, fat man."Well, I'll be damned." Sam looked up from staring at his beer in thought to over where his brother was staring. "It's fate man." Sam rolled his eyes.

"You don't believe in fate."

"I do now, or at least for the next several hours."

"Or for ten minutes," Dean snapped a glare in his brother direction, who's turn it was to feign innocence as he sipped his beer and pretended not to have muttered the insinuation.

"Do we really need to have a play-by-play on who has the most game here?" Sam shrugged in continuing the act.

"I don't know, maybe you just need more practice than me." Dean punched his younger brother in the arm. How dare Sammy mock his man skills? Blasphemy!

Sam snickered as he rubbed his arm. Dean wasn't the only one who liked to mentally poke his brother or who's expressions were fun. "Hey, Sam," The younger Winchester looked at his older brother, noticing a change in his disposition, "Check it out." Sam turned his head into the direction Dean jutted his head.

Leaning against the bar, Nicolet Corbin stood, dressed to kill and chatting with the man behind it. "What am I looking at?" Sam asked, not really sure why his brother was having him stare at the hot blonde that he thought he was interested in.

"Tattoo, right pelvic bone, just above her jeans," Dean clarified. Sam narrowed his eyes a little to see what it was, focusing on just above the black low risers where her tight black blouse rose up just a little as she leaned over, and his eyes widened

"Oh my god, that's-"Yep, the Death Dealer's symbol." Dean cut in, taking a sip of his beer.

I know it's short, but the next one will be much longer. I thought it was a cute transition chapter though. Reviews would still be loved and appreciated though! Thanks! ^_^
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