Author's note: These fics are based on real episodes from Supernatural. The characters and plots belong to the creator and writers for the show. If you want background on the new character you can read the previous episodes.

Sex and Violence

"So let me get this straight." Kayla tossed her bag into the trunk and watched Dean close it. "We're going on a case, where the MO is men beating their wives to death."

"You seem concerned about that." Dean smirked and got into the car.

She glanced to Sam sitting shotgun and got into the back. "Um, yeah a little bit. Since we always come in contact with whatever it is we're looking for, and we're together…"

"You're actually worried about that?"

"I'll kick his ass if he tries to beat you to death." Sam stated.

"You act like I get taken by these things."

She leaned forward. "Oh like the ghost fever?"

"Hey we agreed not to talk about that." He pulled out of the motel.

"Anyway." Sam started. "This is the third guy in town to gank his wife. All were reportedly happily married."

"Yeah that seems to have worked out great for them."

The interview with the latest murderer was simple; the guy wanted to plead guilty. He wanted to be given the death penalty. At least he was reasonable.

"What happened was…" the man looked at them from across the table. "I killed my wife. You want to know why? Because she made plans without asking me."

Dean held his hand up to stop Kayla as she leaned forward and chuckled quietly. She just thought she had a lot to put up with. "Did you feel like something possessed you to do it?"

"I knew exactly what I was doing. I was crystal clear."

"It just seems kind of harsh." Kayla shot at him accusingly. "Offing her for not asking for your permission?"

"I don't know why I did it. I loved her, we were happy."

"Sounds like it."

Dean reached into his briefcase and produced some paperwork. He pointed to the bottom figure. "Nine g's, that's a hefty bill."

"Where'd you get that?"

"It doesn't matter. We have it. See certain charges, the ones you don't want the misses to know, show up under shady names like "M and C Entertainment."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"He's talking about laying some plastic down for a stripper."

"We just want to know what happened."

He looked between them and sighed heavily. "Her name was Jasmine. I didn't mean for it to happen, I don't even like going to strip bars but my buddy was having a bachelor party and there she was."

"Jasmine."

"She came right up to me, and I don't know, she was just, perfect. Everything that I wanted."

Dean shrugged. "For the right amount of money anyone can be anything."

"It wasn't about the money, it wasn't even about the sex. It was about…I don't know. It's hard to explain."

"So you're wife found out and you offed her?" Kayla didn't like this guy. Not even a little.

"No, she had no idea."

"Then why kill her?"

"Jasmine said we'd be together forever, if only Vicky were gone. Afterwards, me and Jasmine were supposed to meet, she never showed. I don't know where she lives, I don't know her last name, hell, I don't even know her real first name."

"Why didn't you tell the cops about this?"

"What for? The stripper didn't do it, I did and I know what I deserve. If the judge doesn't give me the death sentence I'll just do it myself."

"That's proactive thinking right there." Kayla patted the table. "It was nice talking to you."