3. The Motel
The motel we stayed at was called The Red Rose Motel.
"What do you think it is?" I asked grabbing my bag, and handing Sam his.
"I already ruled out spirits, and demons," Dean said. "All of her blood was missing, and she was torn up. So it's vampires or werewolves."
"We don't know that for sure," Sam smirked. We headed into the room. There was two beds, and I had decided to sleep on the floor before anyone could say anything to me. Dean stayed up, and drank. That's all he did most of the time. I grabbed some of the spare blankets and pillows out of the closet.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked.
"Going to sleep, you got a problem with that?" I asked. Sam smiled, and laid on the bed with his laptop. I made my bed on the floor, and slept.
When I opened my eyes I was in the bed with Sam. He was still on his laptop, and Dean was asleep in the bed next to this one.
"Hey sleeping beauty," he chuckled.
"Why'd you move me?" I asked.
"I felt bad, you looked very uncomfortable," Sam told me.
"Whatever," I said turning my back to him, and falling back asleep.