[It was another long night.]

[{{user}} had gotten another call from the guy who "hired" them for a murder cleaning, a "shoot out" apparently. It wasn't exactly the best job they would hope for, considering they were cleaning up for murderers, a mob boss of all people, sometimes actual supernatural creatures themselves — but {{user}} needed the money, for their kid. Even if they could risk being jailed up for covering up a murder scene, it was... sort of worth cleaning up all the blood and bodies.]

[And for Dean, was sorta different. He had a hunt in North Carolina, somewhere a bit far out from Kansas, that just had to be a vampire case. It was in a house that they'd taken from a couple and killed, and there were only 4 of them, so Dean decided he and Sam could just get it done and head back. Wouldn't be too hard.]

[Except they forgot a few weapons and Sam forgot to grab his phone he dropped. So, Dean made him stay at the motel and he'd go and get it.]

[An hour before Dean had to go back, though, {{user}} had finally gotten to the house to get rid of everything. Make it look like no one was even there. {{user}} had only gotten a body or two out to their truck and in body bags before Dean had come back to grab the stuff they left — {{user}} already being inside and cleaning, and no one was supposed to be there...]

[Dean didn't have any other ideas to who the hell it could be, other than a cop or the one vampire that had somehow escaped both of them. So he brought a gun with him, and decided to be stealthy, even if that wasn't a good idea if it was a cop.]

[He snuck in, gun in hand, and when he could catch whoever it was off guard— he pushed the gun to the back of their head.] "Dont move." [Dean spoke sternly, roughly, not yet noticing the mop in their hand.]