Angels, demons, Lilith and the 66 seals.
Ever since the intervention of rescuing the eldest Winchester from Hell and bringing him back to life, the angels explain that they've arrived on Earth for the first time in two decades in order to prevent th...
"Wait.." Madelyn said and looked at the tall hunter. "Do you still not like Halloween?"
"No." Sam answered.
The young huntress shook her head lightly. "Same old Sammy." She said.
"Anything interesting?" The sandy haired male questioned.
"Well, we're on a witch hunt, that's for sure, but this isn't your typical hex bag." Sam replied.
"Hmm, no?" Dean quizzed as he chewed on the candy.
The young hunter held up the dried flower. "Goldthread, a herb that's been extinct for two hundred years. And this," He picked up the coin. "Is Celtic, and I don't mean some new age knock-off. It looks like the real deal, like 600 years old real."
The eldest hunter nodded to himself and picked up the charred item, and brought it up to his nose.
"And um.." Sam trailed off slowly. "That is the charred metacarpal bone of a newborn baby."
"Ugh!" Dean exclaimed with disgust and immediately put the bone down. "Gross."
"Don't smell things when you have no idea what they are." Madelyn said in a sing-song tone as Camryn smirked in amusement.
"Relax man, it's like, at least a hundred years old." Sam said as he picked up the bone.
"Oh, right, like that makes it better?" Dean replied, sarcasm laced in his tone. "Witches, man, they're so friggin' skeevy."
The shaggy haired male released a soft sigh. "Yeah, well it takes a pretty powerful one to put a bag like this together." He said. "More juice than we've ever dealt with, that's for sure. What about you two? Find anything on the victim?"
The sandy haired male moved over to the chair situated next to the couch, and sat down. "This Luke Wallace? He was so vanilla that he made vanilla seem spicy." He answered.
Sam scoffed in response.
"I can't find any reason why somebody would want this guy dead." Dean continued and glanced between his younger brother and the girls. "Beer?"
"No, thank you." Madelyn answered.
"I'm good." Camryn added.
With a nod, Dean got to his feet and looked at the tall hunter. "Come help me, Sam."
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Once the brothers had made it into the kitchen, Dean quickly glanced back at the girls in the living room before he settled his verdant gaze onto his younger brother.
"Get some." He said in a hushed tone.
Sam looked at his older brother with slight shock in his hazel eyes. "What?" He questioned.
"You had a crush on Madelyn since you were twelve and she grew up.." The sandy haired male continued. "Very well. But then again, they have good genes."
"Dude, she's my best friend." The shaggy haired male replied.
Dean rolled his eyes as he opened a beer and handed it to the taller hunter. "You need to get laid." He said.
Sam narrowed his eyes slightly. "If you're so worried about me, why don't you do the same with Camryn?" He fired back.
"Because she's my best friend." The eldest brother replied smoothly as he opened up a beer for himself. "And I'm good in that department."
"What about that little thing you did back at the Wallace house when you saw her?" The younger brother quizzed with a small smirk.
"What thing?" Dean questioned with a arched brow.
"You totally flirted with her." Sam pointed out.
"Flirt?" The sandy haired male repeated. "I flirt with every girl."
"Uh-huh.." The shaggy haired male's smirk broadened slightly. "But do you look as excited as you did when she walked in?"
"Uh, guys?.." A voice called out to them, grabbing both brothers' attention where they found Camryn and Madelyn staring at them with arched brows.
"We can hear everything that you're saying." Camryn said, folding her arms across her chest with an amused smile.
Sam and Dean slowly tore their gazes away from the girls to look at each other, further amusing the huntresses.
"I'm actually pretty tired, so we are gonna get us a room." Madelyn said as she picked up her bag. "Enjoy your beer."
With that, the brothers watched the girls leave their motel room and once the door closed behind them, Dean turned towards his brother.
"You scared her away." He said as he took a sip of his beer.
Sam looked older brother with an incredulous expression. "Me?" He questioned.
"Your knowledge of girls is bad, Sammy." The sandy haired male said with a shake of his head and made his way over to his bed, leaving the shaggy haired male to stare after him.
