Here's a totally new and revised version of my first chapter.

I'm starting somewhere at the beginning of Season 7 since I haven't watched Season 7 yet.

By the way: I'm no native speaker and my English is not half as good as the text might suggest! But: For the first half of this first chapter, I got help of a really awesome beta!

So: One million thanks from me and a monsterous portion of the credit go to honestgreenpirate!

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On the road, some state, U.S.A.

I lost my orientation long ago. I had no idea whether we had crossed the border into the next state while I was sleeping or not - hell, I didn't even know which state we were heading into. Not that it mattered. After all, my twin sister and I planned to do this road trip as long as it was fun and then and stay anywhere we thought was worth it.

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"Let's stop for some coffee and pie", Jana said when we saw a sign for somewhere that looked like it might at least sell something to drink. Jana knew me enough to realize that I'd started getting bored some hours ago. Visiting a random bar or diner or whatever would at least be a change.

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I opened the compartment under the seat and pulled out my pillows.

"Do I have to?" I begged although I knew it was neccessary. "It's so hot outside."

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"It's almost sundown and I don't have to tell you why we're doing this." Jana lectured me. "So stop complaining. Tomorrow it'll be my turn."

We were in the middle of nowhere, but we were still keeping up our disguise.

We were both wearing wigs in totally differently styles. Today, Jana was wearing a blue black wig, and although the hair fell to her shoulders, it was spikey-looking. Her blood red tank top had some pearls on it that formed a victory sign and looked a bit too glossy for the early afternoon and her tight short denim skirt left little to the imagination.

I, in contrast, was a blond, more plump girl with a ponytail and bangs, glasses and an environmental conscience. I was wearing a kneelength slightly flared fake leather skirt and a cotton tank top. Since it was so hot, I had reduced the cushions under my clothes to a minimum, adding a little more thickness to my waist and hips. And of course, my boots were much less stylish than Jana's. Nevertheless, even when disguised, with shoes we didn't make any compromises. Our boots were always fit for running.
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Jana pulled up in front of the so-called Roadhouse. It was built of wood and looked old and weather-beaten. It looked even a bit run-down - and desperately in need of a renovation. Maybe the owner was too old to do the work and just kept the business up. But the whole house definately didn't look welcoming to visitors.

"Looks closed, doesn't it?"

I shrugged. "Let's try the door. If they don't want people coming here they shouldn't have the sign on the road."

When we walked up to the entrance Jana pointed to a small sign in the corner of the window that said "open". She pushed the door open and entered the room, but the next moment stopped in her tracks. I bumped into her.

"What?" I asked her.

"Hotties, three o'clock." She whispered.

She was right, sitting in the corner of the room were two decently good looking guys. But there was also a hot girl with a blond ponytail much like mine sitting next to them and a guy with a mullet who seemed to belong to them. They had some bottles in front of them and some papers in the middle of the table and they all were staring at us curiously as if we'd walked into the middle of a business meeting they were in. Even the middle aged, dark blond woman behind the bar wasn't as friendly as you'd expect her to be. I mean, it was obvious that there weren't too many customers coming to this shed, but judging from their reaction, these people weren't too bothered about this fact.

"Yeah, there're some hotties and they seem taken. So let's get the pie and leave." I whispered back and gave Jana a push in the back. "By the way, now I feel really fat." I added to make her smile. I smiled at the woman behind the bar in greeting. "Hi. My cousin and I were wondering whether we could get something to drink and maybe some pie?"

"Sure." The woman smiled back and guided us to a table opposite the one that was taken by the three guys and the blond girl. She was acting nice - but in a way you'd be with a tiger that might want to eat you the second you turn around. Somehow her friendliness didn't seem real. She moved and looked as if she suspected us to do something bad at any moment. Strange. I hoped I was just seeing things. "I'm Ellen, by the way," she said. "What brings you girls into a bar in the middle of nowhere?"

She tried really hard to sound disinterested. Jana nudged me in the side. So it wasn't just me.

"Road trip." Jana answered quickly. "My cousin and I are from Europe. We always planned on doing this since we were little. And as she's getting married in the fall, we thought it's now or never."

"Well, it's not your typical tourist trail you're on." Ellen remarked with obvious curiosity.

Jana shrugged and studied the woman with some provocation in her eyes. "Maybe we aren't the sight seeing and tourist attractions type. We like to look behind the scenes. To really see. Not that it's any of your business."

They stared into each other's eyes for a moment. Now it was my turn to nudge my sister.

"Jana, behave." I warned. "Look, Ellen, I'm sorry. Maybe we should go."

"Not, not at all." Ellen quickly assured. "Sorry for being suspicious. We just haven't had many visitors lately. And there's talk there are strange things happening."

"Strange things? What do you mean?" I asked.

Ellen ignored my question. "So, we've got apple or cherry pie," she smiled. "Which would you prefer?"

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"What was that all about?" I muttered when Ellen had walked away.

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Jana shrugged and stole a regretful glance of the two hot guys on the table opposite to ours. "Let's just eat and then hit the road again."

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But being somewhere outside the car was too nice. So after the pie I had a beer while Jana sipped on a hot chocolate (today she seemed to have a sweet tooth) and debated where to go next.

"Let's get somewhere with a lake, or near the sea. I want to spend a few days swimming and tanning." Jana suggested.

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I rolled my eyes. I hated tanning. But since we had to look alike, it meant if one sister got tanned - then the other one had to let the sun burn her face, too. Like it or not. After some negotiations during which Jana had to agree to us climbing a couple of serious mountains afterwards, we finally decided to get back in the car and head south.

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We said goodbye to Ellen and opened the door. But instead of stepping outside, Jana stopped. "Tell me he didn't dare." she said, clearly annoyed. I looked down the parking lot. There was a guy waiting at our car.
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It was the guy with the mullet who had been sitting at the table next to us. I had noticed him leaving but I'd never have suspected that he'd go and check out our car. "What is it about these people here?" Jana hissed at me, clearly annoyed. "We are pretending to be two f***ing tourist girls, for Loki's sake." For some strange reason, Jana didn't like the use of god in her curses but didn't mind calling upon tricksters and other creatures. I'm in no way supersticious, but I was pretty sure one day this was going to come and bite her in the ass.

"Obviously we weren't convincing enough." I stated and stepped closer to the mullet guy. "Nice to meet you too." I smiled at him through gritted teeth. "You got the wrong car, by the way. Curious much?" He shrugged and grinned at me. "Only when people try hiding things. Makes me check out the reason." he answered. I shot a quick glance at Jana and put a - hopefully calming - hand on her arm. "Temper, cousin", I warned. It wouldn't do if she took down some random guy in broad daylight and in front of this roadhouse - just because he'd searched our car.

My sister shot me a look that clearly told me to shut up. "Found what you were looking for?", she growled. The guy shrugged again. "Depends on what I was expecting. By the way, your car just broke down. You should definitely come in and have a talk with us. Maybe my friend can fix it for you."

I couldn't believe it. This guy had no idea what we were able to do. That taking him out (and anyone else in this roadhouse, too) would only be a matter of minutes for us.

Before I could say anything, Jana just put it in words. "You really do have a death wish, don't you." "Not really." The guy answered, scratching the back of his head. "But I guess that won't matter in the end." Jana and I shared a look. If we stayed together, there was no chance they'd catch us off guard. Jana nodded impatiently. "Let's just go in and find out what these freaks are up to. The sooner we're back on the road the better."

A/N:

I'd like to add that I changed the ending and added some paragraphs that haven't been checked yet, so if there're any mistakes in there, they are totally my own and my wonderful beta's got nothing to do with them.