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Dean felt kind of restless he needed to get out and do something for a bit, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to sleep anyway might as well go for a drive. Dean put on his coat and grabbed keys and headed out the door. “See you later Sam I will be back in a bit don’t wait up for me man, I just need to clear my head for a bit.” Said Dean

Dean walked over to his baby and opened the door, he got in and sat down. “All right baby are you ready to go for a spin, I have to get away for a bit.” Said Dean staring her up. Dean sped off while putting on some Ac/dc back in black, He had his cooler in the trunk full with beer. So Dean knew he was set and ready to go, he headed to the woods. He knew that it would be quite and no one around to bother him there, plus he could get a great view of the stars and the sky from there.

Dean pulled into the woods and found a place to park his car, he got out and headed to the back of his 67 Chevy and got out his cooler full of beer. Dean walked to the front of the car with the cooler, opened it up and got out a beer. Dean cracked open a beer and sat on the front of the car. “This is nice no one around to bother or bitch at me, i can just take it easy with some piece and quite” Said Dean.

Dean then looked off in the distance and saw someone. “I wonder what the hell that person is doing, do they needs some assistance with there car, or maybe just some help.” Dean said making his way over to them, Dean couldn’t help it he had to see what the hell was going on. But that was Dean nosy as ever, Plus what the hell else did he really have better to do nothing.

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Archer stood beside his nice thunderbird, the one that was owned by his father when they had moved to the states. Sure, he would have to get a new one soon, but he rather not. He loved this car too much. It was the perfect car for him, small and yet big enough for his friends Leo and Hanley if they were to ever go with him on his random missions. He knew that the two put a lot of effort into the friendship they have with him, even though he may not exactly call Hanley’s effort friendship. He knew he was a lot to handle, with what is called his weird social ways, the deduction and observation. He gave them credit where credit was due however.

Archer parked his red thunderbird in the woods, still following a lead. He picked up all of his things and he walked over to the hood of the car and placed them all down. The young man was wearing the usual outfit, the nice black suit he owned with a purple suit shirt and black vest under the sports coat, nice black boots, his navy blue scarf and the dark gray wool jacket over it all. His brown hair was messy, curly, untamed. He unfolded maps, and opened journals. Thanks to Hanley’s research, this job, whatever it was that they were hunting wouldn’t be hard to find. Like Archer was going to give Hanley any credit for anything though. It was him that was out here, not her.

Archer put everything down and looked as if he was staring off into space, though the tall, thin and lanky man was thinking, thinking and pondering his next move, where what ever it was might be and how he was going to take it down. He was problem solving, something that usually hunters wouldn’t do. From the ones that he met, studied under, this including Leo and Hanley, though he didn’t study under them, they were rash, act now think later. Archer wasn’t like that at all. He thought first, devised, schemed, thought through things before acting. Maybe that’s why some of the other hunters didn’t like him, that and besides him being incredibly honest.

Archer’s thought pattern was interrupted by another man around his age walking towards him. Archer glared at him, raising a bow. Why was he out here at night? Archer just stared reading the man watching his body language, observing him. It was a lot harder to do it in the dark.

“May I help you?” Archer asked him, his tone of voice sounded rude as his British accent poked through the words. He was thinking and if it was one thing the young man hated it was being interrupted by someone when he is thinking.

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[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean slowly begin to walk up to say and just to be nosy really, because he had nothing else better to do tonight. So he thought why the hell not, Sam was back at the hotel trying to catch up on all the sleep he had lost. With him having no soul he really never slept or eat for that matter, so Sam was making sure to really make up for all that. All the guy has done lately is sleep and eat, it was crazy. But Dean couldn’t give him hell because that is pretty much what Dean does on a daily bases really, Dean cant help it he just loves food! and sleep when he can get it anyway.

Dean was walking over with his beer getting a bit of a buzz on, he also had brought one over for the guy he was about ready to meet. There is nothing like chilling and having a nice cold one with someone. But Dean couldn’t lie when he got closer he wasn’t so sure about coming over anymore, there was something very off and different about this man. Dean didn’t know what but there was something, which made Dean more interested about meeting him. Because if there was something off about this guy it might it might not be a good thing.

There was one thing about the guy Dean did like, he had great taste in cars which Dean did like. “Hey how are you? Nice car by the way, so are you ok you aren’t broken down are you Because I can help if you are. I do know a think or two about cars, I have a 67 Chevy Impala myself.” Said Dean.

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Archer looked at the young man who was coming up beside him. He looked like a nosy person, something Archer was not a fan of. He eyed him then looked back at his maps and journals. He didn’t like that his thinking was interrupted but with Hanley around that happens a little too often. The only thing he liked about his friends was that they were useful and loyal to him. At least Leo knew not to interrupt him.

Archer looked at him and immediately knew he was a hunter. Why else would anyone be drinking in the woods, though he knew that he could be wrong since he couldn’t see him very well. The man started talking, blabbing about something or other then about cars.

“I’m thinking that’s how I am. Suppose you haven’t seen anything out of the ordinary around here have you?” Archer asked, still sort of annoyed but if this guy was a hunter and he could help Archer deal with this in less time, then he really didn’t care. Archer looked back at him and didn’t say anything but looked down at his papers again.

“no, my car is perfectly fine. I’m just-” Archer paused and he looked back to the maps and to Dean again. “nothing, I’m just thinking.” he said not ready to tell the man what he was up to. This was weird for Archer. He never really talks to anyone, even if they are a stranger. He thinks that this is the longest conversation he has ever had with one, unless he was questioning someone. Then that was different.

Archer sighed. He needed to get back to thinking, deducting and doing what he does best, finding the details between the lines.

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Notes: He's kind of an ass lol
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Dean didn’t know what this guys deal was but there was something out of the ordinary about him, Dean didn’t know what it was but there was something. He then had asked Dean if he had seen anything out of the ordinary, which really made Dean wonder was this guy hunter? He just didn’t seem or look much like a hunter to Dean, but who was he to judge really. Plus there really isn’t a certain look a hunter had to have about them, like for example Jo she did not look the type to be a hunter. But she was and she did a damn good job at it when she did, and Dean will always miss her.

Dean then took a big of his beer before answering Archer, “I haven’t seen or heard anything out of the ordinary out here, why man have you?” Dean then begin to look around the trees and things to see if maybe he could spot anything, Dean wanted to make sure he did see any blood or anything on the trees. It wouldn’t be the first time he has found blood and things lying around, but that’s what the job calls for something. “Well we just make sure we keep an eye out here then.”

It seemed like something was on the guys mind like something was wrong, but he knew he wasn’t going to open up right away he just met the guy after all. Dean then handed him the beer he brought for him. “Well here man this always helps me with my thinking, it will make things a whole lot better trust me on this.” said Dean.

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Archer continued to look between the maps and looked up. Archer stared at the sky. Thoughts ran through his head as if they were out in front of him right now. He started waving his hand, in his mind, knocking words more so places out of the picture. He stopped and smirked his cheeky smirk. Archer looked at the map and took his marker and circled a place. He took out his phone and sent the location to Hanley, one of his so called friends, which still saying a lot since Archer only has Leo.

Archer looked at Dean and he then looked down at the beer. Archer raised an eyebrow. “does it look like I want one? Alcohol clouds the mind, in any case, it should stop you from thinking not help you, though it appears that you have already absorbed so much that nothing can help you think,” Archer said to him, not really thinking about what he was saying. It was his personality, his ego and his IQ. The fact that he has such a high IQ and ego, it fogs up his ability to act socially in a respective way.

Archer looked at Dean again. “You’re a hunter, and my partner Leo is not around, and I would prefer not to invite Hanley, so you’re the next best thing, so you’re coming on a hunt with me.” Archer paused a moment. “I need a second person to be back up.” Archer said to him, not really requesting his help but more of commanding him to come along.

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Lyrics: Storm by Lifehouse
Notes: He's kind of an ass lol
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It seemed as though Archer really didn’t want anything to do with drinking, Dean wasn’t dumb he knew that alcohol can cloud the mind he was juts trying to have some fun and be nice. Plus one beer wasn’t going to do shit, one beer doesn’t even touch Dean. “Look I’m sorry I was just trying to be nice and share a beer, you know something that guys do with one another sometimes. You mean to tell me you never just chill out and have a beer with someone.” Asked Dean.

It seemed as though this guy knew what Dean was, which answered Dean question about him being a hunter. Then all the sudden as he was telling Dean that he was coming with him on a hunt. Dean stopped what he was doing looking at Archer confused, who was he all the sudden to tell Dean was he was doing and were he was going. That was one thing Dean didn’t like people doing telling him what to do, it really ticks Dean off. “Ok wait a minute what I’m I doing and were the hell I’m I going with you? And who the hell are you to tell me what to do? Who you think you are my brother” Dean asked.

It wasn’t that Dean was trying to be a dick, its just that he didn’t even ask Dean for help he juts assume. Especially after Dean was juts trying to be nice with a beer and he pretty much said hell no, now he just expects Dean just to help him. Who did this guy think he was god? “Look man if you need backup just ask, but I’m not someone’s bitch. Even though some people think I Am there bitch.” Said Dean thinking about how Sam is to him sometimes

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Archer Neilson Caffrey looked at Dean as he apologized. Maybe Archer was being a bit harsh. The man here doesn’t know him and that’s fine and dandy. Archer let out a sigh and he looked at Dean. He was about to say something that he never says, not really ever. “sorry. You don’t know me and I sometimes don’t realize that.” Archer said, sighing again, his words coming out in a weird tone of voice.

“no, never. I don’t drink. I need my mind unlike others.” Archer said to him shaking his head.

Archer looked at Dean who got really angry at Archer for saying that he was coming with. Archer merely rolled his eyes and turned to ignore Dean rambling on and on about what Archer had said. “who the hell am I? I am a guy that’s trying to stop people from dying. It would be easier and quicker if you came with me. don’t you not want any one else to die? There have been almost fifteen deaths already. Come with me, or don’t. I don’t care.” Archer yelled, getting pissed at Dean. “your brother is your hunting partner just as my best friend is mine. You want to wait for your brother or my friend who is all the way in Houston with my other… well she doesn’t matter. She’s annoying and a bitch. I don’t like her.” Archer said.

“ask? No I’m not asking. You know what a Wendigo is? How nasty those things are. Its on a killing spree and god knows if we don’t go now we are next.” Archer replied. Walking to the trunk of the car and opening it, pulling out a large weird looking weapon that was, in fact, a flame thrower, made by the… well made by Hanley.

“care do draw the symbols or should I?” Archer asked with an annoyed tone is his voice.

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Archer had apologized to Dean which really had taken him by surprised, which with the way this guys was he didn’t seem like the type to say sorry at all for anything. “Its ok man I understand that you just want to get the job done, I’m like that a lot myself with hunting jobs.” Said Dean. It seemed that Archer wasn’t much of a drinker, which was cool Dean didn’t mind it wasn’t for everyone after all. Not like Dean were all he did was look for reason to have a beer. “Its all good man just let me know if you change your mind, I will put it right over here for you.” Dean said while setting the beer down.

By they way this guys was freaking out Dean could tell that all this guy wanted to do was get the job done, which Dean couldn’t blame him and they didn’t have time to wait for backup or help. “Ok calm down man all right I’m going to help you, man are you sure you don’t want a beer? Because I really really think you need one, but its just a though” Said Dean trying to calm him down. “look I don’t know what is up with you and your partner but that’s fine, I’m going to help you ok man. So tell me what we need to do?” Asked Dean.

He then told Dean what they were dealing with, and after he told him it changed everything. They were after something that Dean had not dealt with in a long time. “What a minute did you say Wendigo? Great this isn’t good at all.” Said Dean. He had followed Archer to the trunk to see what he had to take on the sun of bitch. “Nice man that should take good care of it.” Dean said taking one look at the Flame thrower. He asked Dean if he wanted to draw the symbols that they needed to keep them safe, and in less then a second of Asking Dean was all ready on it. “ I got it man lets do this.” Said Dean

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Archer Neilson Caffrey looked at Dean when he talked more. Archer just wanted to get this over with. It was weird that he wasn’t hunting with Leo and that he was just hunting with some random Joe Schmoe. This hunter looked as if he could handle himself and if he looked that way, usually it meant that he could. Archer Dean had then said to let him know if he changed his mind about the beer. Archer wasn’t going to. He was against drinking in his own way, though occasionally Hanley was able to talk him into drinking a glass of wine with her. He didn’t care for the stuff, stuff being alcohol.

Archer rolled his eyes at Dean when he continued to try to force the beer on him. “I don’t drink.” Archer ended it there, his low, deep British accent filling the silence of the forest. He then looked at Dean oddly when he said that he didn’t know what was up with his partner and him. What did that mean? there was only one way for Archer to find out. He would ask the other hunter about it. “what do you mean by that statement?” Archer asked him looking at him with a confused expression on his face.

The tall, lanky, thin hunter looked at Dean when he had started talking about the Wendigo. Archer looked at him and he nodded. “nasty things they are, but you seem to know about all of that anyway. How many have you been up against?” Archer looked at him and he raised an eyebrow. He merely looked around and he held the flame thrower’s gun. He put the rest of it on his back, which was the pack that fuelled the gun.

Archer handed Dean a few cans of spray paint and a piece of paper with the symbols on it. He took out a flash light and he held it so that Dean could see what he was drawing where he was drawing. Archer then heard noises around them and he looked to Dean. They really needed to hurry up.

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Dean just wanted to do this job and get it done, Wendigos weren’t something he really liked to fuck with or take on for that matter. Dean still remembers the time that Sam and him took one on in the woods, man that was not fun at all. If it wasn’t for Dean finding those flares guns and taking it out it would have killed and eaten all those people along with Sam. It really was not a fun job for either of them, but in the end they won and kicked its ass. Which was the exact Same thing Dean was going to do to it now.

Dean could tell that Archer though he was pushing the drink on him, which wasn’t his intentions at all. “I know Man I was just saying it was here if you wanted it, but here I can fix this.” After Dean said that he quickly fished off the whole beer for him, taking care of that once and for all. It also had seemed like Archer had taken what Dean said in a bad way, when Dean had said something about his partner it seemed as though he had taken it the wrong way. Or it wasn’t a subject that Dean didn’t need to get into. “Sorry it just sounded like you were having trouble with your partner, I mean that’s just what it sounded like to me.” Said Dean.

Dean did know about a lot about them Sadly Dean and his dad had taken on a few along with Sam, they weren’t something you fucked with at all. “Yeah I do know a lot about them, I have taken on way more in my time then I really would really like to admit. How many have you fought before, this isn’t the first time is it. But looks of the what you have to fight it with I think not.” Dean said with a laugh. “You are ready to take this bitch on that’s for sure.

Dean took the piece of paper a spray cans from Archer and begin to get to it, “Thanks man” Said Dean. Dean knew that they needed these thing on the ground and fast to keep them safe at this late of night. Dean went around placing all the symbols making sure they were right and they would work. “ Ok done man, this should work” Said Dean.

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Archer Neilson Caffrey looked at the other hunter that was going to help him with this case. He wasn’t really sure what to think of him. He had all his observations on the hunter but honestly didn’t know what to think personally of him. Personal opinions weren’t Archer’s strong point. Archer watched him. He had definitely taken on Wendigos before. He had that look in his eyes. Archer wasn’t going to say anything though. He wasn’t going to get under Dean’s skin at this point.

Dean finally let the beer thing go. He didn’t understand what Dean didn’t understand about him not wanting one in the first place. He wasn’t a drinker and he said that. Archer liked his mind to be on maximum power, so to speak. He watched Dean chug the beer and gave him an odd look. How could anyone do that? Archer then turned his attention back to the forest around them. He wasn’t going to die here tonight. If he did, he knew Hanley would find a way to bring him back and kill him herself. He wondered why she cared so much. She was annoying to him and that was it.

Archer looked back at Dean when Dean had told him that it sounded like he was having trouble with Leo. No. things with Leo were fine, as usual. He and him did their own thing, then occasionally went on and hunted together. He called Leo his partner only because they all lived in Archer’s home in Houston Texas.

“no, everything is fine with him.” Archer simply replied to Dean.

Dean had then asked Archer about how many Wendigos Archer has faced in his life. He shrugged. He had taken on at least three or four. Hanley was the expert. That’s why she made the flame thrower. It was her specialty, building, inventing and thinking.

“not as much as Hanley has, the one that made the flame thrower. She can go in and come out without a scratch on her when it comes to Wendigos.” Archer stated to Dean. “and just because she is good at killing them, doesn’t mean that she likes killing them. They are difficult and a pain in the ass.” Archer then added.

Archer had taken the spray paint and stuff from Dean when he had finished drawing out the symbols on the ground. He looked at them and they looked about right. Now all Archer had to do was wait until it came out and blast it with a fire cloud that will kill it.

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Dean hoped that he didn’t make Archer mad or anything, it wasn’t that he was trying to be nosey it had just seemed like something was off with his partner and him. And there isn’t anyone else who knows more about having trouble with there partner more then Dean does, Sam and him have had there share of ups and downs. Dean doesn’t even know if there are another sibling that have fought as much as they had, but it didn’t help that Sam didn’t have a soul for awhile. But even though they have had there share of fights, they still are a great team. And Dean will be there for Sam no matter what till the end.

“Well that’s good I’m glad to hear that everything is ok, I was just asking you seemed a little distracted that was all. Anyway I’m done with the symbols, so how you think they look? They should keep us safe, or lest I hope so.” Said Dean looking at the symbols on the ground. Flame thrower was a great touch for sure it was going to make the job for them a while lot easier. Dean then noticed by the way Archer was talking it seemed as though his partner was a chick, a girl hunter this was pretty cool to hear. Dean hasn’t really worked with any other girl hunter but Jo, who was like a sister to him. Dean wishes he could meet a hot girl hunter he could work with, she would make for a great girlfriend.

“So is this partner of yours a girl by chance? I‘m just wondering” Dean asked “Because if so that is so cool, there isn’t a enough girl hunters out there you know. So how you guys start working together, if you don’t mind me asking?”

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Archer looked at Dean who was drawing the symbols on the ground. He turned his attention to the surroundings that could be hiding the wendigo. He wasnt really up for this job, this was more of Hanley's thing. She was usually better at hunting these things than he was. Archer walked over to his car, which was inside the symbols that Dean had drawn. Archer put the papers inside as well as the ones that were on the hood of his car and he grabbed a water bottle. Archer drank a little bit and he turned to walk back over by Dean.

The worst thing about this job was the wendigo. The wendigos were horrible monsters. They were incredibly fast and incredibly strong. Archer just hated dealing with them. He would always get hurt one way or another, and like the one time he got hurt so bad ly he would have died. He would never repeat that story though. That was only something Hanley and Leo knew. Archer wants to keep it that way too.

Archer nodded to Dean when he asked if the symbols looked ok. "they look fine. It should work. The person who gave them to me knows a lot about wendigos. I just wish they were taking care of this and not me." Archer said to Dean in his deep voice that had a British accent to it.

Dean then asked Archer about his partner. He had asked if Archers partner was a girl and if she hunted. Archer shook his head. Hanley isn't his partner, she is just there. Leo is Archer's partner. They did more hunts than Archer does with Hanley.

"no. My partner's name is Leonard or just Leo. He and I have been hunting ever since I stopped a demon from killing him. You on the other hand are asking about Ayla Hanson, or Hanley is what we call her. She is just an annoyance to me. And yes she is a hunter." Archer explained to Dean. He knew that Dean would probably ask more questions. He wouldn't answer them though. He wasn't in the mood to talk about them right now, nor will he ever be in the mood to talk about Hanley.

Archer then heard more rustling in the woods around them and he smirked. It was about time. He wanted to get this over with and get out of this place before something else bad happens. Archer turned as he heard more movement. He just wanted the damn thing to come out and go up in flames.

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Dean liked this guy he was working with so far, he seemed like a cool but different hunter who knew what he was doing. But Dean didn’t know that much about him, like how long had he really been doing this?, And was he really that good? Dean was also kind of worried how to work with him on this, Dean had worked on hunting cases with Sam for so long they knew how to fight together well. They both knew as a team how to get the job done and how to take down something with there skills combined. But Dean was just going to have to have Faith in Archer, and pray and hope they walk away alive.

This was kind of scary Wendigos were tough sun of bitches, there weren’t something to fuck with at all. Dean knew he was going to have to stay focus and consternate on the job at hand, man its times like this he wishes Sam was here to help. But this what Dean gets for leaving the motel late with out telling him, he really should listen to Sam more often. But Dean will just never learn.

Archer did seem a bit worried about how this was all going to go down, it was nice to know Dean wasn’t the only one worried right now. “Don’t worry Man I’m sure you will do fine and kick its ass! I know I’m ready to take this Bitch on.” Said Dean.

Archer had told Dean who his partner was, and it seemed as though Dean was wrong about who is partner was. He had explained to Dean a bit more about it. “Oh I got you, I’m sorry I guess I was just a bit lost. But that’s cool it sounds as though you have someone else that does help you and your partner out a bit though. This girl I mean” Said Dean. From what he was telling him for some reason it reminded Dean of how Him and Sam use to work with Jo. A Kick ass girl hunter telling them what to do, or trying at lest.

Then all the sudden from the trees Dean had heard a rustling noise. “What the hell was that!” Dean asked. Dean then got into his bag and begin to get out one of the best weapons in taken them down. A flare gun something Sam and Dean had use many of times in the past and it has worked. Sadly for Dean he didn’t have anything as cool as what Archer had.

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