I wasn't intending to write a prologue but after getting the main story started I realized that it might be easier if I got all the characters established in a different story, so little Miss Prologue was born.

If you find any writing mistakes I blame them on my cat. He has this thing for walking on my laptop while I'm working on my stories. At least the dog patiently waits for me to lift the laptop up and walks underneath but the cat…..

Supernatural Dirty Jobs

Prologue

"Okay Jim, you process the wild game on these machines?" asked Mike pointing at several industrial grade meat slicers and grinders.

"Yep. Each order of venison, pheasant, duck or what-have-you gets sliced or ground up on these machines according to what the customer has ordered. We first…" the employees and the television crew jumped when a loud crash was heard and some muffled yelling came from the taxidermy shop next door, "what the hell is that?" Jim ran to the door and opened it just as a shotgun was fired.

"Jim get down!" yelled Sam as he knocked the older man out of the doorway and onto the floor, he then kicked the door shut. Breathing hard Sam asked, "didn't Dale tell you that we were here and not to go in there?" He bent over and helped the man up.

Mike ran up to Jim, "are you alright?"

"Yeah, I fine Mike. Shit Sam that was tonight?" Jim took his baseball cap off and ran his hand over his balding head. "Mike we'd better get your crew out of here. It isn't a safe to film tonight." Another gunshot was heard and a cell phone started ringing.

Sam pulled his cell out and answered it, "Dean are you alright?"

"I'm fine Sammy, where the hell are you? This damn poltergeist isn't giving up easily."

"I had to get Jim out of the way. He came through the door just as the poltergeist attacked. I've placed the gris bags in the west and east corners. What about you?"

"I have the south corner taken care of but it looks like the north one is going to be a bitch."

"Okay where are you?

"Next to the table with all the skink skins."

"Be there in a minute." Sam clicked his cell shut and stuffed it into his jacket pocket.

"Poltergeist, gris bags? What is he talking about Jim?" inquired Mike as Jim tried to shoo the film crew out of the processing room.

Sam reloaded his shotgun, slowly opened the door and slipped back into the taxidermy shop. Jim looked back at the closed door. "Could you turn the camera off Mike?" Mike nodded to his cameraman and then whispered to the other cameraman who surreptitiously walked over to the door Sam had closed and started filming through the window while the soundman followed him and opened the door a crack to poke his boom mic through. "Lately we've been having a small problem with a former owner of this land. He's taken an exception to our building expansion so he…uhm…how do I put this…decided to haun…uh…vandalize and harass us." Jim looked everywhere but at Mike as he was talking.

More gunshots were heard. "And Sam is going after the former landowner and a poltergeist with a shotgun and gris bags?"

"No. The former owner is the poltergeist. He's mad because we demolished a couple of old outbuildings that he had built when he homesteaded this land. Sam and his brother Dean are using the shotguns to force the poltergeist away so that they can cleanse the building with strategically placed gris bags," Jim replied as he started to open the door to the lobby. There was a bright flash of light and hurricane like wind blew open the door to the taxidermy shop knocking the camera and sound men to the floor.

Mike, Jim and James, the first cameraman, ran over to them, "Jeff, Denny are you guys alright?" Mike asked worriedly. Before the men could be helped up Sam and Dean walked through the door and stopped when they saw them.

"Is everyone okay?" asked Sam.

Jim replied, "yeah everyone's fine, the door just knocked them down." Jim and Mike helped Denny and Jeff stand up. "Are you boys alright?" he asked noticing that Dean was holding his right arm across his chest and Sam was limping.

"It's nothing Jim. Just a couple of walls got in the way of our flying through the air," Dean said as they walked over to one of the metal tables and put their gear down.

"With the greatest of ease I bet," Mike said as he came over to the Winchesters.

"Huh funny," grimaced Dean as he slid his long sleeve shirt off and looked at his arm.

"That's one hell of a bruise you have there…Dean?" Mike held out his hand, "Mike Rowe. I host the show Dirty Jobs for the Discovery Channel. And that's Jeff the camera guy, James the other camera guy and Denny the sound guy." Dean and Sam shook Mike's hand and nodded at the other men.

Jim handed Sam an ice pack, "here Sam. You twisted your knee a bit I see."

"Yeah I did," Sam replied taking the ice pack and placing it against his left knee as he sat on the table, "thanks Jim. Dirty Jobs? Aren't you the guy who went into that bat cave down in San Antonio and got stuck in the guano?"

"Dallas, Sammy."

"Bracken Cave's in Austin guys," corrected Mike.

Dean laughed, "at least we got it in the right state. Well we'd better get moving, Jim everything should be fine now. Just don't move those gris bags, alright?"

"Thanks boys. I really can't thank you enough. Don't forget to stop at Joanna's desk before you leave," he shook Sam's and Dean's hand. Sam winced as he stood up and handed the ice pack to Jim. "Keep it Sam. You need it more than I do."

"Thanks again Jim," smiled Sam. "Nice meeting you guys," he said to Mike and the crewmen. Dean waved and they walked out to the reception room.

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The people in the production meeting sat stunned in their chairs after seeing the raw footage that Jeff had shot in the taxidermy shop. "Mike, what did you say those guys were shooting at?" asked the producer of Dirty Jobs.

"A poltergeist."

"Like the movie?" asked a production assistant.

Mike replied, "I believe that I can safely say, no."

The producer stood up and walked over to the TV monitor. "Do you think that Jim would give you those guys's contact number? This might make an interesting episode."

"It looks more like something that should be on Most Haunted," countered Mike.

"Probably, but it could be interesting and you've been saying that you would like to have a couple of segments that didn't involve crap in one way or another," the producer said as he walked back to his chair and grabbed his production folders off the table.

"Okay. But if they agree I might put in for hazard pay."

The producer laughed, "if they agree I might just approve it."