Seeing you again

Chloe rolled her eyes at Dean as she got into the car, she was a safe driver in the sense that she had only gotten into one car accident her whole life, but she was reckless in the fact that she sped constantly and hated to slow down for yellow lights. Her eyes where focused on the road ahead of her as she coasted at the sped limit before noticing the green light turning yellow. Of course she heard Deans blubbering about his car over the phone, but she wasn't paying actual attention as she sped up quickly, just beating the light. She enjoyed her car. Although she was not obsessed with it. Her foot was pressed on the gas, flying threw the non-busy streets as she noticed a car cut her off- she hit her breaks lightly and hit the horn. "Asshole!" She yelled before simmering down and slowing down as she did. For a moment she forgot Dean was in the car, her eyes shifted over as she gave him a shy smile before she adverted back to the road. "Sorry bout that." She murmured, reaching the destination. Chloe's phone then started to ring. "Hold on one second." She sighed answering it, and of course it was the chief. "Agent Bekens how can I help you." Her voice was lacking emotion. 'agent Bekens.. I'm sending you a partner for the apartment crime scene. Would you like me to call him in?' Chief had asked. "What do you mean? He's already here. Agent Anderson right?" Chloe rose an eyebrow but turned her head away from Dean. The chief had started ranting on about how she shouldn't be so clueless, and being so new on the job she could have asked for a record of the detectives she was working with- but their was nothing by the name of Anderson. "How about Winchester...." She whispered and once again nothing apparently turned up. "Uh... No need to send that partner guy... I'm good for right now. Thanks though, got to run- girl problems you know." Chloe hit the end called button and turned her head to Dean.




She was glaring at him. "Out of the car. Now." Detectives from other states didn't have jurisdiction here or even the next town over. Her arms where crossed as she got out and slammed the door with her butt. "Why don't you start telling me the truth. Starting with your name." Her eyes where full of anger, she saw a potential ally in this guy. But now she didn't know what was going on.


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Dean Winchester

Chloe walked around the front of the car, steaming with anger as she stood in front of Dean. Her eyes looked straight into his as he had answered, but never answered her question. "Funny how I just got off the phone with the Chief... Turns out their aren't any detectives by the name of Ian Anderson..... Or Winchester." Crossing her arms as if she felt deep betrayal she shook her head. "Honestly if I wanted to I could probably arrest you for impersonating an officer of the law." She was just assuming now, but anything to scare the wits off of the taller male in front of her. Chloe was one of those people who always wanted the truth, no matter how bad, but sometimes in a town like this the truth was as buried as bones in a grave yard. She took a step closer to Dean. "I would really begin explaining." She muttered at him.


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Dean Winchester

Chloe was frustrated with the calm looking man. He hadn't flinched a bit or batted an eyelash since she brought up jail, making her wonder if he had ever been their before. She sighed but kept her hard look on Dean. "He had to think of some cover-up, what was he suppose to say? We deal with the unsolvable, weird cases that no one can explain. Suicide may have been the worst choice, but I'm about a hundred percent sure he hadn't looked at the body." Chloe's arms were still crossed to her chest as she groaned, clearly upset. "You're right I wouldn't." The blonde's hair could have been on fire at the moment, he had a smile on his face and even in this moment she was struggling not to smile to. Even though his was more crazy then happy. She listened to his plead, clearly she had already determined what she was going to do. Her eyes were still hard on Deans, giving him a look that said 'you're kidding me right'.


Her mouth opened to speak but closed right again. "Get your ass in the car." She groaned, getting into the drivers seat. The road sounded familiar from the time she had roam around town for this purpose exactly. "And yes you have given me two very good reasons not to trust you - Fake name and fake badge." Chloe looked at him before starting the car and kicking it into high gear. "Why are we going their?" She questioned, flying threw the streets recklessly again. She had remembered the back roads, so she turned sharply. "Sorry." She mumbled, not knowing if it had jolted him or not. and soon they where at Sycamore. Chloe bit her lip. "For some reason. Dean Winchester. Ian Anderson. Whoever you are. I have a gut feeling to trust you. Don't blow this." The blonde got out of the car, not waiting for his response as she grabbed her gun out of the center counsel while doing so and slipped it into her holster.


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Dean Winchester

"Well I do now." She grumbled under her breath and sighed. She didn't know what to expect. Chloe began after Dean and nodded to his suggestion to keep her eyes peeled. She had her gun out and ready, and then it hit her. He could be a crazy person trying to kill her... Or a weird guy who wanted in on the Feds world without going threw school... Nothing made sense. And as she opened to door, her eyes had widened. "Oh my God." Chloe walked to the woman, stepping in something and breathing as she did. What was this? "Sulfur?!" The blonde looked at Dean, clearly afraid but she wasn't going to admit it out loud.

Her feet coasted to the woman and she bent down to check the pulse- she wasn't alive and even though it was clear she had to check. She stood up. "What the hell is this?" She turned to Dean, looking angry. In her head it was a sick and twisted joke. How hadn't she got called in about this? Maybe because no one was alive to call. Chloe turned away, hearing something and lifting a hand to tell Dean not to talk. Suddenly it came behind her and she turned back towards Dean. "Duck!" She yelled as something flew threw the air. Chloe stood up to see a man standing behind Dean. "A Winchester at it's finest." The mans voice was distorted, causing Chloe to put a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming. This was all a nightmare- it had to be.


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Dean Winchester

Chloe kept her eyes on the man, dressed in a suit that would have probably been nice looking if it wasn't for the trace of blood on it. She had looked away for a split second, and when looking back she had sucked in a deep breath. His eyes. They were red. Suddenly Dean was flung into the air. How? By what? She didn't know. Her eyes were wide with confusion and fear as she turned her back to the man and began for Dean, but instead Dean had somehow gotten up and made his way between her and the man. What was happening? "Deals? You killed this woman for some sort of deal!?" Chloe asked completely outraged as she went to step around Dean and look at the man. Suddenly she picked up her gun and went to aim it at the guy, but he had somehow knocked it out of her hands- with a flick of his wrist. He had taken a step closer to her, eyes red and all and for a second Chloe could see her life flashing before he eyes. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know what was going on. "Poor girl. Orphan. I know what happen to your parents." The man growled with his distorted voice, close enough to touch her. Chloe didn't know real fear until this moment.


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Dean Winchester

The mans eyes had flickered back to somehow normal brown. Chloe wanted to scream, out of panic and fear. But she wanted to know the answers. As her mouth opened to say something Dean was in between both of them. Chloe had to be smart about this, maybe think before she spoke. But that was difficult when you don't understand what's going on. Her eyes twinkled with a little bit of hope that someone knew the truth about what happened. She looked at the back of Deans head confused, what did a stupid deal have to do with everyone's death? "Oh I am?" The man sounded as if he was going to start laughing any minute- and Chloe hoped he would. She hoped he would laugh and tell her she had just gotten pranked, that this was a some stupid joke. But of course that wasn't what happened. Chloe, being the stubborn bull didn't want to stay behind Dean, even though his tall and strong figure made it Impossible to see the terrifying guy. She stepped to the side of Dean, looking the male in the eyes. "What happened to them." Her voice was surprisingly quiet. "You killed these people? Did you kill them to?" The male hadn't even looked at Chloe, instead he was looking at Dean. "Answer me dammit!" She yelled, causing the demon to glare over at Chloe.



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Dean Winchester

Chloe was growing angry at the man. He was toying around with them. And now he was tip toeing around the poor woman's body. "Oh so then what did?!" Her voice was outraged as she clenched her fists angrily. This wasn't normal. Nothing explained this. Nothing logical anyways. "Who are you." The real question was probably what. Her eyes moved to Dean. "Did you plan this?" She questioned, her voice barley above a whisper as she pointed angrily. Suddenly Dean was told to freeze and she didn't understand why, her eyes looked at the gun but she turned around like she hadn't seen it. The man turned away from the two and in that moment she stepped quietly next to Dean, then behind him, not sneaking any glances but looking at the back of the mans head. Chloe picked up the gun, very quietly and held it behind her back as the man turned around. "You really thought that would work." An evil smirk twisted on the mans face as his read eyes came back. Chloe was petrified.

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Dean Winchester