Winchesters are stubborn (Rp for gunoilnleather and lucifers-tux)

[hiscatalyst]

Jess didn't really find herself in a bad mood that often. And she found herself pissed even less, but leaving Dean's room at the hotel she found she was both, and was about ready to abandon her normal tenets of maturity and feminism and throw a good old fashioned hissy fit. They were lying to her. And Dean, at least, knew that she knew that they

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[hiscatalyst]

She wasn't a Hunter by any stretch of the imagination, but Jess did have the same instincts as every human that had been mostly repressed by the lack of predators in the natural world. About halfway down the trail and she felt all the hairs on the back of her neck stand up and she paused, having the strange feeling that something was watching her. She couldn't figure out what, but it made her walk just a little bit faster, and look over her shoulder a few times as she did so.

And then suddenly, the sound of breaking twigs and brush met her ears and she twisted around in time to see a huge black thing sprinting at her, teeth flashing, and bared, and she had just enough time to let out the first half of a scream as it leapt toward her - and Dean hit her from the side, tumbling them both out of the thing's path

[lucifers_tux]

Sam fell asleep to disturbing thoughts, filled with estranged brothers and memories of too many fights to count, and woke up to the ringing of his cellphone in an empty bed. Panic immediately ran through him, imagining all of the different reasons why Jess wouldn't be there, it was probably why he answered the phone, not even looking at the caller I.D. to see who it was, before his gruff voice was muttering out, 'What?'

It was the sound of his brother's voice on the other line that drew him up shirt, years of hearing that same tone of voice in hunts making him immediately stand from his bed. He was already dressing in his heavy duty clothes, ones he'd hidden in the back of his closet so he wouldn't have to see them mixed together with his 'normal' clothes. He was drawn up short by both the fact that Dean had been hunting a black dog, on his own, for god's sake, and now Jess was with him