Hi! Welcome! This story has a slow start, I know it, but could not be otherwise, because this is the presentation (or lies) of Dee Hartford. Happy reading.

MY NAME IS DEE

PART 1

It was dawn when the limousine parked in front of the mansion. The chauffeur rushed to open the door, knew that the delay could cost his job.

Immediately, a teenager came out of the car. She was beautiful, tall, long black hair and her body ... but her behavior, extreme arrogance was destroying all her beauty.

The "little girl" spoiled, went into her bedroom and looked around, found irrelevant that the employee had done a perfect job. "- Good for the insignificant creature.", thought her, as she walked to her bath foam.

She felt a tear dripping from her face, passed her hand in the hot liquid and looked at the palm of her hand, was horrified. " - A fortune on makeup for nothing .. " she said, irritated.

She ran to the mirror and was frightened of herself, was not tears or makeup as she had thought but a viscous black liquid. The viscous black liquid coming out of her ears, eyes and nose.

She ran to the door, but was locked, in desperation, she turned the door handle to no avail.

She looked back to hear a strange sound and her eyes widened. She saw a strange black smoke, inside it there was something, looked like the figure of a person. Suddenly began to cough, it seemed that something was suffocating her, she squeezed her neck with both hands, feeling sharp pains. She felt something coming out of her throat and felt like throwing up, moaned and threw up blood clots that spread across the floor.

She dropped to her knees, choked, it was impossible to breathe, then looked up and wide-eyed, cried louder when saw what was inside the smoke, she didn't believe in your own eyes, sounded very surprise. - Yo .. you? - whispered, then she dropped dead. The pallor of her face betrayed her body was without a drop of blood.

Immediately, all the blood and viscous black liquid appeared to gain its own life, stealthily its returned to the lifeless body, in the twinkling of an eye. Poor rich girl!

Hours after

The incessant noise of cars resulted in more turmoil in the street from the stately mansion. People of high society made a true fashion show, the exaggerated display of jewelry and joy they showed was not seem adequate for the moment, making some unwary thinks that it was more a gathering of high society; however, the smell of candles and flowers around the room and mainly the "sweet girl" lying on the expensive coffin in the middle of a huge living room was mismatched with the festive mood.

Dee Hartford, seventeen, different of guests wore no jewelry, strange, because when alive, your passion were the brilliant. She was tall and lean and even after death, continued elegant and her snobbish posture, the exaggerated makeup for your age, perhaps to disguise the pallor accentuated, didn't fail macular your natural elegance, with long black hair and an elegant red dress, still was beautiful and perfect.

In the first row of chairs in front of the coffin were the only people in Dee's family, her father Leonard Morrison, the stepmother Katherine Morrison and her half-sister Pamela Morrison. Leonard didn't want to prolong the painful moment, hence decided to anticipate the funeral, even a few hours after of the death of his daughter.

Leonard stood up, taking its place in front of the microphone, turned, placed the left hand on the coffin of his daughter, and gradually all present fell silent.

- Dee Hartford, my daughter, you will always be remembered for her joy, your premature departure cause me revolt. My desire was to have it always by my side, his presence ... -Leonard interrupted his speech, was boring to hear people talking in a so solemn moment, tugged at your corner of the lips and bowed his head for a moment, and and after quieten down, looked the audience in time to see people getting up and going out quickly, those who remained in their places were pale and still, looking at all the same direction.

- Just calm down a little! - Leonard beg unnecessarily. He turned his face in the direction that everyone looked in time to see Dee sitting in the coffin, slowly open the big blue eyes and scream: - Dear, I came back!

The scare made the millionaires who still remained in the room ran to the door of the funeral chapel, jostling and pushing each other, completely forgotten the manners learned from the cradle.

***

Two months after

- Dean, your tie... - Sam adviced, pointing to him.

Dean looked down and shook his head , disregarding the advice of his brother.

- Listen, they are billionaires, if they noticing something strange... - Sam said, trying to convince Dean.

- Listen Sam - Dean's voice left no doubt of how he was angry. - I agreed to leave hidden my car and driving this - said, pointing to the brand new car, rented only to compose the disguise. - And now you implies with my tie?

Sam find yours patience within himself, nodded and returning to stride toward the mansion. Dean pass in front of Sam who was about to ring the bell and play first, making Sam murmured softly: - Little kid !

- I heard it! -Dean said, pulling from his pocket a black wallet.

The short discussion was interrupted by the lady, tall and dressed in blue and white.

-FBI - said the brothers while quickly showing their wallets.

- Good afternoon. My name is Rachel, please come! - Raquel took them to the main room, huge and luxurious as everything in mansion. - The family is traveling.

- And Dee Hartford? - Asked Sam, looking his notes.

- Dee traveled and so far not gave us news, that's why you're here? - Rachel said, holding the tip of the white coat.

- Of course. When she disappeared? - Dean asked walking around the room, watching everything distractedly.

- I don't know, maybe five or seven days, not sure.

- And do you not know where she was? - Asked Sam, looking at the impatient brother. - You noted suspect behavior or if something strange happened?

- Dee never says where she goes - Raquel lowered his head, thoughtful – You know ... - she continued. - I should not comment, but Dee after what happened, well..., she was different.

- She was violent, bad? - Sam was eager for the answer, because Dean didn't believe that this was a case to be investigated.

- On the contrary. You can't imagine how it was before, after she returned from death, became a true angel - Rachel said, clasping hands in prayer, before continuing: - Dee was unbearable, she liked to humiliate, not spared the family, and, with so much money ...

- And why her father did nothing? - Asked Sam.

- Because all family depended on her money to continue to live in luxury. Everyone knew that Dee was the only heir to the billionaire grandfather, hence she has the surname of the mother's family. His mother was the only daughter of Stuart Hartford. When she died so young, Dee became the sole heir of his grandfather. She inherited her grandfather's shrewdness in business and he admired her for that. After he died, Dee has partial control of the fortune despite his young age, her father only will control the half of fortune until Dee complete eighteen, then she will control everything and her family will depend entirely her.

- Thanks for your information - Dean ended, sure it was just a case spoiled girl.

Raquel accompanied them to the door, seemed undecided.

- Wait, please! - said Rachel. - You will think I'm crazy, but I need to talk - Raquel seemed embarrassed. - One night I was in the closet Dee, she entered the room and did not realize I was there, then I saw ... - Raquel stopped talking and repeatedly made the sign of the cross on his forehead before continue: - I saw her eyes, the eyeball was completely green and she spoke strange words, seemed to be another language. I know what I saw, believe me.

They didn't laugh at Rachel as she feared, just said that information was very important, but should not comment on it with anyone else.

**

- Sooner or later you will say - Dean said, while driving his old car.

- What? - Sam said casually as he read a newspaper with the news of the strange awakening Dee Hartford.

- "I did not tell Dean?" - Dean replied, mimicking Sam. - It is better to talk soon.

- Okay, I didn't say it was to investigate the case? If we had arrived earlier, we would find the girl and would resolve the case, now do not even know where she is, and the money she have, can be anywhere on the planet - "Sam said without pausing breath, nervous because it was late.

- We were in another case more important. How should I know? They said that Dee had that disease that seems to be dead, is ...

- Catalepsy - Sam completed.

- Thanks, Dr. House - Dean teased.

- Okay, I'll give you that. I'm just worried because her eyes were green and not black or red, we do not know what we face - Sam looked worried - And thinks about it, we talked with several people and they said the same thing, "Dee was unbearable and later became a saint, even cried when she heard what she was doing and asked for forgiveness for all, asking him to be her friends.

- This is weird! But it may be a trick - Dean recalled.

The rest of the way to the hotel was done in silence, each one trying to figure out the true intentions of the unknown devil and your true intentions.

***

The several miles away

- Please can you bring me other dessert? - Asked the elegante teenager with black hair short.

The request startled the maitre, after all, one girl with so appetite, with so much pleasure to eat without worrying about the calories from food and especially with high prices for fine dinning. No time for daydreams, hastened to meet the precious customer, after all could not fail to meet Dee Hartford.

After the meal, the restaurant bill was delivered to Dee and the maitre d 'rushed into the kitchen to meet the last request of the girl. Within minutes, he returned with a slim and low man, dressed all in white and enormous hat.

- This is Mr. Arno, Pierre Arno, Miss Hartford - said the maitre unnecessarily pointing to the man beside him.

Dee, after putting the money from the restaurant bill on the table, stood up and hugged Pierre and the other employees who served.

- Everything was wonderful - said Dee.

Everyone looked at one another, smiling, happy for the sincere compliment and welcomed clapping.

Dee picked up his purse and waved to everyone.

- I was forgetting… please, arrange to have extra money that I left it be divided among all - Dee said, stressing the word "all."

Outside the restaurant, Dee heard cries of joy echoed from inside the restaurant, the employees had never received a generous tip. Dee imagined their happiness when they discovered the great reward and smiled when she imagined the scene, had learned how easy it was to let humans happily. But the smile faded at the thought that it would soon be face to face with the Winchester.

***

- What's new? - Asked Dean, tired to see Sam after hours on searching on the devil with green eyes, don't saying anything.

The silence made it clear that no response had been obtained.

- Forget it! - Advised Dean, after feel the frustration of his brother. - We leave to another case, Dee didn't kill anyone, let's take a time, she will appears.

- Ok! Sam would not want to admit it, but said – You are absolutely right. Nothing strange is happening, is like finding a needle in a haystack, Dee can be anywhere.

It was true, they could never imagine where Dee Hartford was at that time. Never!

***