Dean smiled at Mika putting on Bon Jovi.  She knew him so well.  Bon Jovi was a comfort band for him, when things seemed to be going south.  He tapped his fingers on his knee, handing her M&M’s when she asked for them, while stuffing his mouth with salty snacks, as well.  Maybe the drive wouldn’t be so bad, after all.


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As they arrived to the mansion, Dean looked up at it through the windshield, almost bending in half to get a good look at the place.  He placed his hands on the dashboard and scoffed with a “huh…”

“This place looks like the beginning of a horror movie…”, he muttered, when Mika spoke up.  He leaned back in his seat for a second, before reaching for the door handle, “I mean, more than usual, for us.”

Stepping out of the car, he ran around to the back of the car to meet her, and grab his own bag.  They nearly banged heads as they dipped into the oversized trunk to grab both their gear.  Dean slung his bag over his shoulder quickly, and pulled his military grade flashlight out of the side pocket, flicking it on.  He took a deep breath and turned to Mika, holding the flashlight under his face with a wide smile.

“It was a daaaaark and stormy night…”, he started, chuckling with the words, “And a beautiful girl stepped out of her rumble monster car, looking for a view into the afterlife…”

He laughed, waggling his eyebrows at her, with the flashlight still shining under his chin.