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Boaz just got a room at the motel the Winchesters were staying at and its 4 in the morning, Music blaring threw the walls, heavy metal band with the screamo and the loud guitars, keeping both of the Winchesters up, Boaz was dancing around in his underwear, banging his head to the music, playing the air guitar.
"Dean, go and tell him to turn that off!" Dean of course groaned and glared at his brother from the other bed. "Why do I have to? You're the one with the crazy killer bed hair." Sam lift his head up to glare, but Dean sighed and left the room, banging on the neighbors. "Hey buddy! Cut that crap, some of us are trying to sleep!"
The music from inside the motel room turned down a bit, Priestly opens the door, Bright pink Mohawk sticking out like a sore thumb against his hairless chest and his Slip Knot boxers "Can i help you?" Priestly glares as he speaks over the loud music coming from the inside.

Dean glared at the guy. "Yeah, you can turn that crap you call music down. Its fucking four in the morning and unlike you some people have to get up in the morning.
Boaz's glare deepens, He's fucking pissed off as it is cause his girlfriend just left him over a fucking text message, Priestly flips him off before slamming the door in his face,

"You son of a bitch..." Storming back into the hotel room, Sam sat up. "Did he--" "No Sam, so I'm doing the next best thing." Shuffling through his bag he pulled a paperclip out and slammed the room's door shut and then picked the lock to Boaz's door. After managing to break in, Dean wasted no time in pulling the plug on the sound system.
Boaz stood there in shock "Oh hell no" Grabs Dean forcibly and shoves him out the door "Your luck i don't fucking call the cops on your ass! breaking and entering!!" Boaz Slams the door, the music doesn't turn back on.

"STOP BLARING MUSIC AT FOUR IN THE MORNING AND I WOULDN'T BE HAVING TO DO IT!" He shouted through the door, but furrowed his brows and went back into his own room, flopping on the bed and nuzzling into the pillow.
Boaz was pissed, so he decided he'd aggravated Dean even more, Boaz started playing his guitar a few minutes after Dean went back into bed,

"Mother fucker..." He grumbled and tried to block it out. Pulling a pillow over his head and trying to force it out of his ears.
Boaz Turns the volume up, starting to play dirty deeds on the guitar,

Dean banged a fist to the wall. "TURN IT OFF!"
Boaz's guitar only got louder.

"TURN IT OFF OR I'M COMING BACK IN!"

"MAKE ME BITCH" Guitar plays louder.

Fed up obviously, Dean picked the lock and walked in, slamming the door behind him and snatched Boaz's guitar. "What the hell is your malfunction? You a rebel ass? I can say this much, I beat you on that scale."
Boaz sitting spread out on the couch, He narrows his eyes and laughs "Dude you need a fucking chill pill.."

"I need a chill pill? You little fucker, I just took down seven fucking demons, a shifter, and a fucking pissed off spirit in a 72hour period with no sleep! I finally can and I have you to deal with?"
Boaz Looks at Dean like he grew a third arm "Dude, what the hell you been smokin'? did you just get out of rehab er' somethin?"

Dean's facial features were mixed. "I haven't smoked anything. Just cool it with the fucking music. What's your problem anyways?"
Boaz rolls His eyes and looks away, obviously not going to share any personal thoughts or information thinking it'll just be easier for Dean to break him down when Boaz is already about to crack and boil,

"Just chill out with the music. Seriously, my brother and I will be out of your hair in a few hours, can you chill till then Mohawk Boy?
Boaz shoots Dean a glare at the nickname
Dean Grimaces and folds his arms across his chest. "Don't even start bitch facin' me. I don't know your name so I'm going on what I see. Pink isn't your color."
Boaz tilts head and gives you a doubtful look "My name is on the guitar genius..."

Dean rolls his eyes and takes a look at it, arching a brow. "Boaz? You're name is Boaz? What were your parents smoking when naming you?"
Boaz Glares "Well it must of been the pills they over dosed on."
Ouch...Dean showed pure remorse then, knowing what it's like losing parents. "Hey man, I'm sorry...I didn't know..."

Boaz looks away, not wanting pity from some guy i just met,Boaz's parents over dosed on drugs when He was only 12 so he had to move in with His uncle, His uncle was old and boring and he died when he was just about 18 luckily he could provide for himself at the time, He was adopted so he never knew his real parents although he had a picture of them he never saw them in person "Don't need your pity..."

"Fine." Obviously cutting this short, Dean placed the guitar on the bed and went back to his own room. Climbing in his bed.
Boaz was dead quiet afterwards, Boaz felt upset about the past being brought up again, he didn't need the stress so he went to bed, It was the only thing he could do.

The following morning, Sam asked Dean what was up with the neighbor. "Hell is I know, but we won't be seeing him anymore. Done deal." "Dean, please tell me you weren't cruel to him." He rolled his eyes. "I...Brought up some buried past by mistake." "Go talk to him." Flabbergasted, Dean turned to his brother. "You serious?" "Dead." "Why me?!" "You brought this upon yourself. You probably hurt his feelings." "He's a big boy, he can handle it." "Dean..." "Sam, c'mon!" "Go."

Boaz hasn't gotten up just yet, He was up a little late last night considering the whole fighting thing, He also flattened out his Mohawk so he wouldn't sleep with his hair like that knowing his hair will hurt in the morning,

Reaching to Boaz's door, Dean groaned and knocked on it.
Boaz Groaned getting out of bed to answer the god forsaken door, hair rustled and completely bright pink, still wearing just about nothing at all, Boaz slept naked so he had a sheet wrapped around his waist, holding it shut and opening the door "What no-- Oh its you..."
"Yeah...Look, I wanted to apologize again..I'm sorry."
Boaz rolls his eyes and looks away "I said i don't need your pity..." He goes and tries to close the door on you,
Dean stopped the door. "Look man, I'm trying to be nice here."
Boaz stared at Dean with doubt in his eyes, doubting anything he said was true, Boaz thinks maybe Dean is just trying to get him back for last night and sense Boaz slipped and let out something as personal as his parents death that Dean's going to use it against him, Boaz hangs his head and sighs, He rubs his neck "Fine... whatever.... just get out of here alright?... got my own problems to take care of, fucking need to earn some money to eat somehow cause i used what i had left to get this motel room for the night... Ain't got nowhere to go so please for the sake of both of us, just leave.. I know you don't wanna be here at my door right now its written on your face... alright?.."

For once the hunter felt sorry for the guy. Clearing his throat he reached in his wallet and handed over a couple twenties he got from hustling. "That should get you through to get some food and the next town. Um...My brother and I can give you a lift if you need someplace to go."
Boaz looks down at the money and shakes his head "I know I'm an asshole but I'm not taking that money from you... I can't take it, I didn't earn it.." Boaz pushes Deans hand away "But if its not to much trouble i could use the ride..."
"You let me sleep a few hours, you earned it." Taking no for an answer, Dean grabbed Boaz's wrist and placed the money in his hand. "No problem, just knock on our door when you're ready to go." He turned to on his heels and went back to his room.
Boaz Groans, He hates being treated like some poor bastard, but sadly he is a poor bastard but still, Didn't want the money but knowing Dean's not gonna accept it back he just shrugged, Went back inside and he started getting dressed, throwing on his Capri shorts with the chain on it and his 'Orgasm Donor' shirt and shoving his own duffel bag full of his stuff and putting his guitar in its case, He puts the stuff by the door and puts the money Dean gave him and puts it on the messy bed, Tipping the maid, But he stopped and thought about it for a sec, Taking some of the money back so he could get a coke later if possible, He goes to the bathroom and spikes his hair up, Putting red dye in it instead of pink, He grabs his stuff, Slinging the duffel bag over his shoulder and carrying his guitar case, Walking out of his motel room to go next door and knock on the door,

Dean already took the liberty of the free time waiting on Boaz to explain they'll have a third companion. Sam didn't seem to mind. Packing their items in the rightful bags, they placed them over their shoulders and Sam went for the door. Dean followed and nodded a head at Boaz. "Ready man?"
Boaz moves out of the way a bit and nods "Yup.." Boaz adjusts his duffel bag strap on his shoulder with his free hand
"Great then, so just follow us and you can put your stuff in the back seat with you." Taking lead, Dean went out to the lot and unlocked his Impala. Sam and him dropped their items in the trunk while allowing the the backseat free for Boaz.
Boaz puts his Duffel bag on the seat beside him and puts the guitar case on the floor of the car, Climbing inside and shutting the door, Boaz digs out his old army green jacket and puts it on and grabs his porn/manga book out, He lays down on the seat using his duffel bag as a pillow,

The Winchesters slid in and Dean sighed. "So, Boaz, where to?"
Boaz concentrated on the book "Anywhere you guys are goin' I ain't got nowhere to go.."
Dean shrugged his shoulders. "Aight." Starting up the car, Dean turned his music down and looked at Sam. "Where to bro?" Sam looked at the map. "North until we reach interstate 58." "Aight." He began to drive.
Boaz Nods his head a little to the faint music coming from the stereo, Obviously into the same kind of mullet rock Dean was into, He bends his knee and rests his calf on his knee, Wiggling his foot in the air to the beat, Still focused on the manga though,

The whole ride seemed silent, Dean and Sam honestly sometimes forgot Boaz was in the back. Talking through texts, Dean pulled off to the next coming diner and turned to you. "Hungry? We'll pay."
Boaz half asleep, was dozing off to the vibration and movement from the car and the faint music playing, He lifts the book up off his face, peeking out from under it at Dean "Sure.... Burger.. and uh.. a coke.." Boaz honestly can't think of anything else to eat right now,

"Kay, Sam, bring me some pie." Sam rolled his eyes at Dean and left the car and into the diner.
"Hey wait-- I want some pie too!" * Boaz shouts and Tries to sit up but he fails and almost falls back against the seat, grabbing on to the passenger seat so he don't fall back down, Boaz gives up hes to tired to go marching in after the Sky scraper Dean calls his brother,
Dean chuckled. "Easy on the car man." He said with a smirk and honked his horn at Sam three times in a weird rhythm. "He'll get you some."
Boaz pulls himself up by gripping on to the passenger seat, letting go he sighed "So can i ask you somethin'?"
"Go on ahead." Dean turns to Boaz to show Boaz he has his full attention,
"What exactly do you guys do?... i mean.. is it always like this?.. on the road type a thing? just curious.." Boaz stares at Dean curiously,

Dean: He gave it a long thought, but nodded at you. "Pretty much yeah...We just go everywhere around the country."
Boaz Priestly: *Nods and purses my lips thinking for a sec then looks at you in confusion* But... why though?..
Dean: "Lifes too short to waste. We learned that the hard way. We lost our Mom in Sammy's nursery and we lost our Dad a few years ago. Guess you could say we're just living life."
Boaz Nods, understanding exactly how it feels, Boaz shifts and digs his wallet out of his back pocket and digs out a picture and hands it to Dean "That picture is the only thing i have of my real parents... I was adopted.. I never got to know'em.. Think there names were like... Mary and Joe or John er' somethin' like that.. Someone told me they burned in a house fire or some shit..." Boaz frowns a little,
Dean frowned as he looked at the photo of the happy couple in the picture. "Must be tough...I'm sorry man." He handed you back the picture and did the same to his own and pulled out a picture of him, his mom and Dad. "This was before Sam was born. Thats me and my parents."
Boaz looked at the picture, He looked confused, He looks at his picture and back at Dean's picture "Dude, that's fucking freaky.... Why do you have a picture of my parents?" Boaz looks at Dean baffled,

Dean arched a brow. "Dude, these are my parents. John and Mary Winchester."
Boaz scoffs and holds up his picture next to Dean's in comparison, Its a different picture of Mary and John but its definitely John and Mary "Dude, Look at the pictures!" Is freaking out,

Dean double took it and blinked with his mouth opening slightly. "Oh my God..."
"Boaz...How old are you?"
Boaz looks at Dean out of the corner of his eyes, mouth hung open "Why, how old are you?..." "I'm 32..."
Boaz eyes widen "Dude, I'm 32 too! What the shit?!" Boaz backs away from Dean like he just turned into a fucking werewolf,

Finally Dean took a good look at Boaz and it was like looking into a mirror, minus the Mohawk and shit. He blinked. "Oh no. No, no, no, no, no, no...No...God this is freaky..."
Boaz is freaking out in the back seat "This is freaky?! no this is freaky Friday freaky!"

Dean looks at Boaz like he has a third eye. "I--I can't...Oh shit." He got out of the car and ran into the diner to where Sam was about to head out. Sam arched a brow. "Dean?" "Dude! I'm freaking out! Boaz is our brother!"

Boaz Is just traumatized in the back seat, He's actually happy that he has some actual blood related family left,
Sam blinked. "What?" "Boaz. Is. My. Twin!" "Dean...you okay there?" "Sam, I'm being serious!"
Boaz Slowly gets out of the car, walking up nonchalantly and quietly up behind Dean, Boaz grabs him and hugs him, so happy "I HAVE TWO BROTHERS!" Boaz fake cry of glory "Thank you god!"

Sam looks at the two like Boaz and Dean are both on damn crack. "Er...Should I leave and let you have this moment?"
Boaz shakes his head "No Sky Scraper! C'mere!" Boaz pulls off Dean and literally almost knocks over Sam, hugging him to Death,
Had the damn counter not been behind the younger Winchester, Sam would have fallen over, but in shock--yes. "I'm so confused...I come in and get food and we're having a family reunion?" "Well we're nowhere near the Brady Bunch...But he is our brother Sammy..."
Boaz Lets go and tries to act all cool, brushing himself off and starts walking back to the car, more like dancing to the car,
Sam shook his head and looked to his brother for confirmation. "He's my twin..." "Nice...Another Dean...Joy..."
Boaz Stops and does the head side to side thing and claps his hands together and puts his fists in the air and finally gets in the back seat,

Finally the Winchesters went back to the car and Dean handed Boaz his food--pie and all. "So...You wanna just hang with us, bro? We got a lot of catching up to do."
Boaz takes his food and starts digging in, Mouth full of burger "Hells yeah! I mean i ain't got nothing but you guys left, I don't wanna leave" Boaz takes another huge bite of of his burger"

Sam bit his bottom lip and looked at Dean, who shrugged his shoulders. "Should we tell him the family business?" "I think we should wait on that..."
Boaz stops eating and looks between Sam and Dean "Tell me-- Tell me what? what family business?"Boaz swallows his food and laughs nervously "What? we shoe makers or somethin'?"
"I wished..." Dean grumbled and Sam turned to look at you. "Um...Do you believe in demons..."
Boaz looks away thinking for a moment and shrugs "Gotta see it to believe it... why?"
"We're demon hunters..." "More like hunters of the supernatural."
Dean added.
Boaz froze, He double blinks and makes that face that says "Huh..." and sits back against the seat and looks confused "You... hunt... ghosts and... demons and paranormal and supernatural things?... that's... wow... I mean.." Boaz laughs a little "That's actually pretty damn awesome... I guess its a good thing i know how to use a shot gun then huh?" Boaz wriggles his eyebrows and chuckles, looking between Sam and Dean,
"Taking it better than I thought..." Sam mused and Dean rolled his eyes looking at Sam. "Of course he did! He looks like me, not you..."
Boaz laughs "Dude, I've heard some freaky ass shit but this is by far the best freaky shit I've heard in my life, Once a lady tried to convince me she was turning into a zombie and that she wanted to get laid before she turned into one, so i went with it and and banged her and she was perfectly fine the next morning.. " Boaz shrugs "All well... At least i got something out of it.." Boaz goes back to eating his burger,
Dean roared in laughter. "I NEED TO TRY THAT ONE!" He bent down smacking the steering wheel, finding that the most hilarious reason to get someone in bed.
Boaz laughs to, and sighs out of his laughter at the same time Dean does, witch makes him laugh more, Luckily Boaz hasn't choked on his burger yet,
"I'm so gonna have to get use to two Dean's..." Sam commented and Dean winked at his baby brother. "You know you love us!"
Boaz keeps laughing, slapping his knee "Woo! I've never laughed so hard in my life... Woo.. hehe.." Boaz has the little laughing pauses here and there and then stops laughing but he has that feeling he wants to laugh more,
"Man, Fridays just got weirder..." Dean mused and turned to his twin. "Well now we should let you in on the case we're going to, right?"
Boaz shrugs "Only if you want me to... i mean you guys been doin' it for who knows how long and i just found out about it, what much help am i? i mean i wanna help but i don't know how..."
"You can start off with researching and stuff, work your way up. Here and there we'll teach you the ropes of being a stellar demon hunter." Dean nodded at Sam's words. "Yup."

Boaz Nods "Sounds like a desk job but I'll take it..."
"For now its all you can do until we train and teach you." Dean spoke in authority and restart the car. Boaz smirks a little "Yes master yoda.. I will learn the ways of the jedi" Boaz definitely has Deans humor, Boaz finishes off his burger and eats his pie, and lays down on the seat and puts the book back on his face,

"I can tell he's related to us." Sam rolled his eyes, "because he acts like you?" "Damn right because he acts like me."
Boaz Mumbles underneath his book "Kick ass mutha fudga's" Randomly and almost quietly.