Based on the "John's Journal" graphic by Dana dana. thedudes. nu /chosenart

This chapter based on Season 3 Supernatural

"Dude, wake up," Sam hit Dean on his leg, but got no response. "Dean, come on, get up."

Dean groaned and rolled onto his side to face his brother. "Right, 'm up," his voice gravelly and thick with sleep. He pushed himself up, opening one eye to see the clock. He promptly collapsed back onto the bed. "Seriously, Sammy, it's not even six in the morning. What the hell is so important?"

"Do you remember a girl named Buffy?"

Dean squeezed his shut eyes. "Stripper in Atlanta?" Even without opening his eyes he knew Sam was making his bitch face.

Sam huffed, "I was looking at Dad's journal. There's a page about a girl you dated, Buffy Summers. Ring a bell?"

"No, doesn't ring a bell, Sam." Dean rubbed a hand over his face. "Nothing rings a bell before six in the morning, Sam." He rolled over, away from his brother.

"Says here you dated her when you went to Hemery High in L.A. Dad's even got a picture."

Dean groaned and rolled onto his back. "Lemme see the picture." He held his hand out for the journal.

Sam only held it in front of his brother, not willing to relinquish his hold on the book. After letting Dean peruse it for a minute, Sam asked, "So, recognize her?"

Dean's leering smirk told Sam that his brother did, indeed, recognize her. Nodding, "Buffy. Yeah, she was a cheerleader." Dean sat up, "Wait, no, she was an ice skater. Yeah," Dean's voice now matching the lusty smirk.

Dean swung his legs out of the bed to sit up. "Why's she in the journal?" He scratched his head, and then his eyes got wide. He grinned widely. "No, she was both! Dude, she was a cheerleader and an ice skater!" He walked towards the bathroom smiling. "Yeah, she had these awesome little outfits. The skirts only came down to here." He put his hand halfway down his butt. He turned to Sam, still wearing a grin. "Dude, she was money in the spank bank."

Sam rolled his eyes at brother and sighed when the bathroom door shut hoping Dean wasn't going to withdraw from the "spank bank" at the moment. "Dean! Seriously, this is important."

A minute later Dean emerged from the bathroom going to his duffel to pull on a clean shirt and yesterday's jeans. "Alright, so what's the deal with this girl? What she doing in Dad's journal?"

"She's a vampire slayer and according to Dad's journal she was in Sunnydale when it became a crater." Sam sat up straight, happy he finally had Dean's attention. "She's worked with a vampire who was able to regain his soul."

Dean made a face. He hated vampires, he never heard of a vampire slayer, and still didn't get where Sam was going with this trip down memory lane. "So, again, Sam, why are you bringin' up this girl?"

Sam ran a hand through his hair. "I think she can help you, us."

Dean just raised a brow. Sam should have taken that as a warning, but he didn't.

Dean feigned confusion, "Help with what, Sammy?"

Sam slammed the journal down on his leg. "Your deal, Dean. You won't trust Ruby to help you, so I thought; maybe you'd trust somebody you knew. If she could help a vampire get his soul back, maybe she can help you."

Dean hung his head. He wanted to smack his brother into next week just for bringing up the topic. Instead he slowly turned to face him. "Why would I want help from some chick I dated in high school? Some chick who hangs with vampires. Sam," Dean sighed and sat on the bed, "Man, I know you're just trying to help, but come on. I break the deal, you die. How many times do we have to go over this?"

"Until you're saved." Sam ignored Dean's heavy sigh at his response. "According to this, she may be in Cleveland."

Now Dean rolled his eyes with such ferocity they nearly fell out of his head. "Cleveland? So…you want us to look for her. Why, Sam? Like she's gonna be so grateful we found her, and just so thrilled to see me again that she'll help me get out of my deal?" Dean voice had risen angrily with the last part of his statement. He hadn't meant to show his temper, but he was tired of Sam's grasping at straws.

"Dean, Dad has some information here about watchers and …"

"Sam, it's not gonna happen." Dean sat with his back against the headboard of his bed and flicked on the TV.

Sam could see the angry resolution on his brother's face. He decided to leave the journal open to the page about Buffy and opt for a shower instead of another argument.

Dean waited a full sixty count after hearing the water being turned on to pick up his father's journal. He looked at the pictures of Buffy and smirked. She sure was cute. He racked his brain trying to remember something, anything about the girl, but the memories just weren't there. Nothing besides how hot she looked in those tiny skirts.

He read some more of the information on the page. 'Friends with a powerful witch'? Dean felt the bile rise in his throat. What the hell was Sammy thinking? Witches were nothing but evil. Didn't Sam remember what always happened to the rabbit?

Dean smiled fondly at Buffy's picture, how had that cute girl in the short skirt gotten herself mixed up with witches and vampires?

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