Sat in the back of the Impala once again, I looked out of the window at the passing scenery before turning to Sam and Dean.
"So this, this whole thing you got going, this is your life?" I asked.
Dean nodded. "Killing monsters, that's what we do. It's out job, and has been for a very long time."
"Why'd you start?"
"Our Mom was killed by a demon when we were little. After her death, our Dad seeked revenge on the thing that killed her, and he took us with him. Our old house burnt down, so we just moved from state to state, town to town, motel room to motel room." Sam explained.
"So what? You've just done this your whole lives?"
Dean nodded. "Once you're a hunter, you can never truly escape the life."
"Don't you worry that you're gonna' get yourselves killed one day?" I asked.
"Sappho, I've already died like over a hundred times, and Sam's died too." Dean explained.
My eyes widened in shock. "You can't be serious?"
They remained silent.
"Oh my god! That's insane." I smirked. "How the hell have you died that many times?"
"Three words." Dean stated. "Total. Dickbag. Angel."
"Those are three words you would never expect to her in the same sentence."
My phone suddenly began to ring. Taking it out of my pocket, I gasped at the caller ID.
Sam furrowed an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Who is it?"
I quickly accepted the call. "Daniel?"
"Daniel can't come to the phone right now." The voice was Daniel', but it clearly wasn't him talking.
"Who is this? What have you done to him?" I asked.
"So many questions!" The voice stated in a dull tone. "Oh by the way, I thought you might like to know that your brother has a very spacious meat suit."
"Yeah, he's the perfect little pocket sized puppet." The voice mocked.
"If you hurt him, I swear to god!" My tone began quiet before turning into a scream. "Do you hear me? I am going to rip your lungs out!" I shouted down the phone.
Dean grabbed the phone from my hand as he noticed how agitated I was getting. "Alright you son of a bitch, where are you?" He asked in a deep tone.
The line went dead.
"What did it say?" Sam asked.
"It was Daniel." I looked at Sam with fearful eyes. "How could it have been Daniel?"
"The demon must be possessing your brother. What else did he say?"
"He said that Daniel had a very spacious meat suit."
Dean handed Sam my phone. "Trace the call on that, we need to know where they are." He put his foot down causing the Impala to roar into life.