takes place season 6 warning no beta reader:

"Dude you remember when you lost the game to that witch and you were like a 100 years old?" Sam asked his brother who was basically having a relationship with his greasy hamburger.

"Yup I remember. Old and saggy but I thought I was handsome" he smiled and took another big bite and moaned at the taste of his food.

He looked up at Sam whose mouth was open and eyebrows hidden in his hair line Dean wiggled his eyebrows and took another bite delighting in the way when Sam's face turned to one of disgust.

"You said you would eat healthier so you could still be kick ass in your old age. This" he gestured to his beloved food. "is not healthy. Your going to drown in the grease." Sam sighed and picked up his grilled chicken sandwich.

And Dean rolled his eyes. "I'm young Sammy I'm gonna die soon probably so I will eat what I want and be happy with it." he took another big bite to prove his words.

Sam didn't respond he was to busy looking at someone in the bar. But Dean was to engrossed in his burger to care.

"well that was good we should go now." Sam dug through his pockets a frantic look on his face and Dean frowned. "Man I'm still eating"

Sam grabbed Deans arm. "We should go now." Sam glanced to the bar and he paled slightly. Dean turned to look at what was freaking his brother out so much. "Dean" Sam's voice sharp and panicked. Dean looked at him for some reason he was feeling the cold pit of despair work its way into him. "Dean don't." was all his brother said.

So being Dean he looked anyways.

His breath caught as he took in a beautiful women in a dark red dress. Long brown hair trailed down her back and she was talking to some guy who was butt ugly. The guy was balding what the hell was a hottie doing with him?.

"Whoa she's hot. You want your big brother to.." but Deans voice trailed off as he finally got a look at the girls face.

Beautiful full lips high cheek bones dark brown eyes and a smile that warmed his once battered heart. "Lisa" he breathed out.

She looked amazing he wanted to go over there and embarrass his woman take her home and play ball with Ben. Memories of there times raced through his mind the smiles the hugs the sex all of it passed through his mind and it all died when he saw the mans hand go to her waist and walk her over to a table in the other direction. Whispering words in her ears as she giggled.

Dean wanted blood.

He wanted that guys blood.

And he wanted it now.

Dean turned back to his food that now repulsed him. He wanted to through it up he wanted to beat the shit out of the guy who was touching his girl. "Dean" Sam's voice was loud and interrupted his rants and looked up at his baby brother. His hazel eyes full of concern, sympathy, understanding and Dean hated looking at him.

Sam watched his brother look back at this food. His knuckles white as Dean ignored him and the couple that sat 30 feet away.

Sam sighed. Of all the bars in the world why the hell did they get screwed.

He had seen Lisa at the bar and thought about maybe getting Dean to go over there and talk to her. He knew about how Dean went to see them after Sam let him get turned, Sam flinched from the memory.

He hated himself for doing that to his brother and how he felt satisfied and curious to see what would happen it nearly made him cry each time. But seeing Lisa again and maybe a face to face apology, even though it wasn't Deans fault, would make his brother feel better about the whole mess.

That was until he saw the dude that was balding kiss her and then order them both drinks.

If Dean saw he would flip so he tried to get his brother to leave without asking questions. Damn it Sam you know he would ask question its Dean for Gods sake. He just wanted his brother to get the hell out of there before he saw but he failed and Dean looked crushed.

"Ok" Deans voice shocked Sam back to reality and he looked at his brother who was starting to stand.

"I think we should go" he said it with a smile on his face and Sam knew his brother was close to the edge.

He eagerly agreed and practically ran out the door. He watched his brother unlock his door and wondered how stable he was.

"Hey uh you want me to drive?" Dean looked at him a scoffed.

"Get in the car bitch" and with that Dean slide into the driver seat. Sam walked over to the passenger side this was gonna be a long drive.

Dean and Sam finally made it back to the motel.

Dean was tense when he was driving blasting the music which he knew annoyed his brother but he didn't care all he could see was that dirt bag touching his girl! Sam hadn't said anything. Usually his brother would say calm down its gonna be ok Dean or dude lay off the gas come on Dean please talk to me but Sam didn't do any of that he just sat there glancing at Dean a lot but saying nothing.

Finally they got back to the motel and Dean was livid. He didn't know what to do any more. He wanted to scream fight or drink. He paced the room as Sam sat down and watched him.

"Dean" here we go Dean thought. "I'm sorry you saw that" he was quiet and Dean stopped and looked at him.

"She has a right to be happy I know that" Dean started pacing again. " but why the hell does it have to be with a balding fat dirt bag" he voice raised to a shout. Sam smiled a little. And Dean paused a horrified thought came to him. "oh my god. You don't think he's better looking then me do you?" Sam just stared at him as a smile twitched on his lips. "No no no I'm handsome I'm freaking beautiful! Right!" he screamed and turned to look at Sam who now was smiling.

"Dean your" the phone rang and Dean grabbed it. He didn't want Sam to answer he knew he was beautiful.

Looking at the caller idea he smiled things were looking up. "Bobby please please please tell me you have a job for us" he needed a job he needed to kill something. An image of the balding man came to his mind and he smiled. Maybe he could...

"No" he looked at Sam.

"What" he asked innocently phone suspended by his ear.

"We cant hunt Lisa's date Dean he's a person. An ugly person" he added quickly.

And smiled Dean grumbled and put the phone back to his ear. "Are you idjits still there!" Bobby was annoyed now.

"ya were here. You got a job for us?" please say yes please say yes.

" Yup down in North Dakota."

"what do you think it is" he was thrilled he now had something to kill that Sammy couldn't object to. Maybe a vampire cutting its head off slowly. "think it's a witch" Dean sulked a little but hey at least its something. "Big nasty she's old I can tell that from the hex bags the police sent me. So far 3 people are dead. Both men and women so I don't know the connection yet but I'm sure you and your brother can figure that out."

"alright town name and list of victims" bobby listened the names and they had a town their surrogate father told them to be careful and hung up leaving Dean filling anxious. Dean ended the call and Looked at Sam who was still sitting on the bed waiting to hear about the job.

Dean smiled. "We got ourselves a hunt Sammy" Sam sighed and Dean sat down the information.

"Alright when you wanna leave?" he pulled a beer out of the small fridge and handed another to Dean who took it and gulped it all down. Sam slowly drank waiting for the answer but already knowing what it was.

"Right now little brother pack and lets loaded up." Dean was smiling like a little kid who just got a happy meal with a really cool toy inside. His brother was obsess and he knew it would get worse if he tired to stall Dean. So packed he did. And 10 minutes later they were on the road headed to North Dakota.

Sam looked at Dean who was tapping and smiling his blood thirsty smile.

"Dean" he didn't know what to say to his big brother to make him calm down to tell him it would be alright he knew either way Dean wouldn't listen but Sam had a really bad feeling about this hunt. Something was going to happen and he was afraid that Dean would get cocky and he would get hurt.

Sam looked at Dean.

He really looked at his big brother and remembered when he had lost Dean. How devastated he had been after losing him, he got along barely living without his big brother and he knew that he couldn't do it again.

"Sam why are you staring at me." Dean questioned while staring intently out the window. Sam should share his fear with Dean he knew that he should but his brother wouldn't listen to him anyways. "no reason." Sam looked away trying to squash the uneasy feeling that was creeping across his chest holding his heart and studied the material in front of him.

Ignoring it all.

Dean looked out the window and just wanted to kill something anything right now. Something inside him told him to be careful that something bad was going to happen but Dean wouldn't care. Not now anyways.

a bit slow yes but needed to get the story started please leave reviews if your interest in the story continuing.