Part Two

Keepers Part Two:


The music blared as the Winchesters drove to Addison, Illinois. The breeze blew through the open windows as Dean sang over the music.

"Shot through the heart, and you're to blame! You give love a bad name!"

Sam watched Dean nervously. "Uh, Dean," he began, "what's the occasion?" He leaned over to turn the music down as soon as he realized that Dean wasn't hearing him.

"Hey dude, what'd you do that for? I was getting into my own mojo!" Dean actually looked more confused than angry at Sam.

"What's up with you Dean? Ever since you've come back from hell, you've been all...well, you've been weird." Sam raised his eyebrows at Dean who just looked taken back by what his little brother just told him.

"I'm always weird Sammy. When did you finally notice?" Dean shot back with a twinge of sarcasm within his tone. Enough that Sam noticed and couldn't help but smile a little.

"Yeah, well, the last time you listened to Bon Jovi in this car, you said it was because of the occasion. So, is this an occasion or something?"

"Kind of. It mostly deals with the next job." Dean grinned wildly thinking about the job he secretly found whilst Sam decided to sneak off to places with who knows these days. Sam stared blankly at Dean apparently waiting for some kind of description on the job. Dean sighed. "The job is in Addison, Illinois."

"I got that much, but why the love music? Or should I say hate love music?" Sam replied.

"I think we're dealing with a succubus of some kind." Dean watched the road more at this point since the weather decided to change and pour rain on them as they travelled.

"A succubus?" Sam questioned curiously. "Why do you think a succubus? You mean the demon who drains a mans life after seducing them?"

"That's the one. Now shut your piehole unless you have something actually useful to add." Dean then turned the music back up and continued to sing off key with it. The tires of the Impala splashed as it drove through the rain that pounded off the pavement and took the brothers closer to their destination.