The Impala roared up a country road and squealed around the corner into a parking lot, past an old-fashioned sign that read 'Welcome to The Pineview Hotel'. They pulled up and jumped out. Dean ran around the back of the cars and suddenly stopped next to Lexi, holding Brynnlee, and Miriam and Margaret as they all looked confused. In front of them were a line up of identical Impalas.
"Hey," Sam called. "Come on."
Chuck Shurley was pacing back and forth at the bottom of the steps leading up to the hotel.
"Chuck!" Sam exclaimed. "There you are."
"Guys?" Chuck asked, surprised.
"What's going on," Dean stated.
"Ah, nothing. You know, I'm just kinda hanging. What are you guys doing here?"
Lexi frowned. "You told us to come."
"Ah, no I didn't."
"Yeah you did, you texted me," Sam said. "This address, life or death situation. Any of this ringing a bell?"
"I didn't send you a text."
"We drove all night!" Dean and Lexi cried.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what could... oh no."
"What?" Dean asked.
Becky, from the top of the stairs, squealed. "Sam! You made it!"
"Oh, ah, Becky, right?" Sam remembered.
Becky ran down the stairs. "Oh, you remembered." Her voice lowered. "You been thinking about me."
"I..."
"It's okay, I can't get you out of my head either."
"Becky, did you take my phone?" Chuck questioned.
"I just borrowed it from your pants."
"Becky..."
"What? They're going to want to see it!"
"See what?" Sam, Dean and Lexi asked.
"Mommy, what's happening?" Miriam asked.
Lexi shook her head. "I don't know, Mira."
"Oh my God. I love it when they talk at the same time!" Becky exclaimed.
A guy appeared at the top of the stairs with a clipboard. "Hey Chuck? Come on pal, it's showtime."
Becky ran excitedly up the stairs.
Chuck turned to the group. "Guys. I'm sorry. For everything."
Sam, Dean and Lexi looked at each other, confused, then followed him up the stairs. Margaret and Miriam climbed up the stairs after them.
INT. HOTEL FOYER
They entered, the hunters last.
A large man walked past with a stein of beer. "Ha-ha-ha. Hey Dean, looking good."
"Who the hell are you?" Dean asked.
The man turned. He was wearing similar clothes to Dean, down to the amulet around his neck. "I'm Dean too. Duh."
"Uh-oh," a scarecrow said. "It's Sam, Dean and Lexi. I'm in trouble now." He had a can of soda in one hand and his scythe in the other. "Have fun you guys. Aaaah!"
The scarecrow jiggled the scythe in Sam's face and walked away. Sam gave the scarecrow major bitchface. Miriam held Dean's hand tightly and he picked her up.
Becky stood behind them, giggling.
"What?" Dean and Lexi questioned in an astounded tone.
Brynnlee babbled as she looked around.
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A Light to Call Home
Mystery / ThrillerSince his fiancée's death, Dean took custody of their daughters. But taking charge of a five-year-old and a baby while trying to do his job isn't easy. He recruits his brother for help to find their father, and as they say, the rest is history. A q...
