Youbettersuitup

 Dean Winchester sat alone in the motel room researching the recent disappearances in Seattle on Sam’s beat up laptop. Sam was out investigating a crime scene and wouldn’t be back for a while. Dean let out a frustrated sigh. He hated doing  the research, that was Sam’s job but Sam said he could handle this one on his own and Dean wasn't going to interfere.                                                                                                                                              “I need a beer” He mumbled to himself, the wooden legs of the chair making an awful creeking sound as he hoisted himself