SSSS CHAPTER 9!

In the photo Alex was being hugged from behind, by guy with short black hair. The guy was resting his chin on the top of her head. They both looked like they were laughing and having a good time. Dean then looked at the last photo, which was only of the guy. He was posed like he was playing the guitar, and he had a red mohawk.
Dean- Is this him? *Holding up the air guitar picture in front of Alex*
Alex- Yeah. *Smiling at the photo*
Dean- What a dork. *Putting the photos back in her wallet*
Alex- Jerk.
Dean- B****.
Dean was so used to saying it to Sam out of reflex, that it just came out. Unfortunatly Alex didn't get the inside joke, so she didn't take it too well.
Alex- Excuse me?!
All Dean could think of now, were the Twix commercials, where a person takes a bite out of the candy bar to think of a response. Only he didn't have one, or any candy bar at that moment.
Dean- *Defending himself* Sorry. I didn't mean to say that. It just came out.
Alex- Because that's the first thing that pops into your head, when you think of me?
Dean- No. It's just what I say to Sam, when ever he calls me a jerk.
Alex just gave him a confused look.
Alex- You call your brother a b****?
Dean- Well...Yeah.
Alex- Ok then. So are you almost done packing my stuff? Or should I say: Are you almost done jamming my clothes into my bags?
Dean- Alex, If you'd like to pack your own clothes, that's fine with me.
Dean stops folding (tossing) Alex's clothes into her bag, and rested his hands on his hips.
Alex- Whatever. Are you done or not?
Dean- Yeah. You ready to go?
Alex- I guess.
Dean- Alright. *Dean placed the mini Impala next to Alex* Hope on in.
Alex- You can't be serious.
Dean- What?
Alex- There's no way, that I'm going to ride in a toy car with Barbie and Spongebob!
Dean- Fine.
Dean took the dolls out of the car, and dropped them in Alex's purse.
Dean- Now will you get in the car?
Alex- *Letting out a sigh* Fine. Can you lend me a hand...er finger?
Dean- *Smiling* Here.
Alex used Dean's finger for support, as she climbed into the not-so-mini Impala. Once she got in, Dean closed the door for her. Alex was sitting in the passanger seat, as she watched Dean pick up her bags, then take them out to the car. He came back in walked over to the bed, and picked up the last item in the room, which was the mini Impala. Dean closed the door behind him, as he left the room. Then he lowered the mini Impala next to the car, so Sam and the girl could get in.
Sam- Alex, this is Tazz. Tazz, this is Alex.
Alex- Your name is Tazz?
Tazz- It's a nickname. My real name is Marlene.
Alex- I see why you went with the nickname.
Tazz holds up her slingshot at Alex.
Sam- Whoa! Tazz, she didn't mean it! Just put the rock down and take a deep breath.
Tazz put the rock down, but kept glaring at Alex.
Dean- I know that things are a little tense right now, but could you guys hurry up and get in the car already? The longer you guys stand there arguing, the sooner somebody could come along and see you guys.
Sam- He's got a good point. Tazz, just get in the car.
Tazz- Fine.
Sam pulled the driver's seat forward, because the mini Impala only had two doors, so tazz could climb into the back. After she sat down, Sam climbed into the seat next to Alex and closed the door.
Alex- So...This is going to be fun. Whoa!
The car was suddenly lifted up, and Dean's face could be seen through the winshield.
Dean- I'm going to walk the dog real quick, then we'll be on our way to finding an answer to all of this.
Alex- The sooner the better.
After a few mintues of waiting for the dog, they were on their way to meet up with Bobby. The mini Impala was sitting in the seat next to Dean, while the gerbil's cage was buckled up in the seat behind Dean, and Snoopy had his head out the window the whole time.
The hour long ride was finally over. Dean parked the car next to a red car.
Dean- Sam, doesn't Bobby have a black car?
Sam- Yeah, why?
Dean- I'll let you know in second.
Dean got out of the car with the dog on a leash. He walked up to the door, and knocked three times. The door opened after a few seconds.
Dean- Hey Ellen.
Dean smiled, then handed her the dog leash, and walked away. Ellen locked the dog up in a room, then came out to help Dean unpack the trunk.
Dean- So, what are you doing her?
Ellen- I was on the phone with Bobby. We were talking about your problem, then he just stopped talking.
Dean- Stopped talking?
Ellen- I think your problem, is no longer just your problem.
Dean- What do you mean?
Ellen- Take a look for your self.
Dean followed Ellen inside. They set the bags down in a room, then walked into another room. When Dean entered, he frooze in his tracks, shocked at what he saw.
Dean- You've gotta be kidding me.