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Murder in Montana

Chapter One:

Sam sat at the corner table in the small roadhouse in Wisconsin that had somehow over the course of the past few months become their base of operations. A half finished longneck beer sat on the table next to his new laptop as he surfed the net looking for a new hunt. He looked up and watched quietly as Dean played a game of pool with Jo. Dean laughed at something she said and his reply earned him a playful slap on the arm.

A smile crossed Sam's face as he considered them. Sam wondered what was going on with the two of them.Every time they returned to the roadhouse the two of them got together but Sam was positive his brother had not even kissed the girl yet and for Dean that in itself was significant.

Sam looked at Ellen, Jo's mother; she was cleaning a glass behind the bar and watching the pair at the pool table as inconspicuously as she could. Then her eyes roamed the room and settled on Sam and she smiled. He smiled in return and nodded his head in understanding. Neither of them was sure of their own feelings on the pair.

The door opened and attracted Sam's attention. At first the person who entered the bar was obscured by the bright afternoon sun that shone in until the door closed behind her. He couldn't help but stare at the woman who had walked in. She was nearly as tall as his brother putting her at around six feet tall. She had a thick mass of wavy black hair that hung nearly to her waist and framed her heart shaped face. A pair of black jeans clung snuggly to her body with a low cut v-neck shirt of the same color adding to the alluring ensemble. Black biker boots and a matching leather jacket completed her outfit.

A grin split Jo's face and she let out a squeal as she tossing her pool stick on the table sending the balls in all directions and launched herself at the newcomer. "Dani," she said as she hugged the newcomer. "It's been ages! Where have you been?"

Wincing slightly at the younger girls embrace Dani laughed at Jo and replied, "Down in Texas working a job."

"Hi Dani," Ellen said from behind the bar. "It's been a while."

"Hi Ellen," Dani replied.

Dean joined his brother at the table sitting directly opposite of his brother and getting in the way of his view of the girl. Sam's obvious interest in the newcomer had not gone unnoticed by his brother. Sam looked at his brother grinned and said, "What?"

"Nothing," Dean said smirking at his brother.

"Your usual?" Ellen asked Dani reaching into one of the coolers behind the bar and pulling out a PBR before the other woman answered.

"No thanks," Dani replied. "Just a coke this time."

Ellen looked sharply at Dani before returning the bottle to the cooler. "What happened?" she asked knowing the only other time the girl had refused a drink was because she was taking medication due to an injury.

Looking pointedly at Sam and Dean, the only other customers in the bar, she replied, "Job was a bit tougher then I thought it was going to be."

"It's okay Dani," Jo told her friend leading her to the table where the brothers were sitting. "This is Sam and Dean Winchester. They're hunters too. Sam, Dean, meet Dani Christianson."

Both hunters stood as the girls approached. Dean pulled out the chair next to him for Jo to sit down and Sam did the same for Dani. "Nice to meet you Dani," Sam said putting his hand out to shake hers. He was disappointed when she didn't reply in kind, but just looked at his hand before sitting down.

"Sorry," she said. "It's nothing personal, but I have this thing about touching people."

Dean raised an eyebrow at her. "Must make it difficult to get dates," he said.

"Not really," she replied smugly, "since I don't date."

Sam change the subject before his brother could piss the girl off. "So, you hunt?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said. "You got a problem with a female hunter?"

"Not at all," he replied thinking she had one hell of a chip on her shoulder. "I was just making conversation."

"Dani," Jo told her friend. "It's okay, really. These are John Winchester's boys."

Dani looked at her friend, then at the brothers. "Well," she replied with a smirk. "At least we know where they got there good looks."

Sam blushed at the comment and Dean just grinned thinking maybe he liked this girl after all.

"Dani!" Jo said.

"Seriously though," Dani continued. "I'm sorry to hear about your dad. He was an awesome hunter. He ah… he saved my life. I owe him everything."

Dean sat in silence wondering how this girl knew his father and how many more people like her they were going to meet. People who knew there father but not them. He was wondering too why his father never mentioned these people to him and his brother. Why had they never met any of these other hunters and just how many of them were there?

It was Sam who replied to Dani, "Yeah," he said. "He was… thanks."

"So," Dean asked. "What were you hunting?"

"When I started I thought it was just a werewolf," she said. "But it turned out to be an entire pack. An alpha pair and their offspring and a few betas tossed into the mix just for kicks and giggles."

"Wow," Jo asked her eyes wide. "How many did you kill?"

"All of them," Dani told her.

"That had to have been a bitch of hunt on your own," Dean said. "We handled a pack like that once. It was no picnic and it took all three of us."

Sam remembered that hunt it had been just before he'd left for Stanford. His brother was right, it was a tough hunt and he had the scar to prove it, they both did. "How did you manage it on your own?"

"I didn't," Dani replied. "I called a friend of mine. She helped me out."

Dean raised his eyebrow. "She?" he asked.

Dani laughed, "Yes, why, you think only guys can hunt?"

Dean put up his hands in surrender, "No, I just didn't know there were…" he stopped realizing he was just digging himself in deeper with this girl. "How many did you waste?" he asked instead.

"Seven," she replied as Ellen brought her drink.

"Damn," Sam said and Dean just looked at the girl his respect for her growing as he listened.

"Yeah," she told him. "But neither of us got off easy. I've got three broken ribs and twenty six stitches across my rib cage and Liz is still in the hospital."

"But you got them," Jo said. "That's what matters."

"Yeah," Dani told her then looked at the pool table. "Did I interrupt a game?"

"Not really," Dean told her.

"Oh yes she did," Jo said. "And I was kicking your butt! Come on, I'm going to finish showing you how to shoot."

Sam grinned at his brother as they got up and left leaving Sam and Dani sitting at the table alone.

"So," Dani asked indicating the laptop. "What are you doing?"

"Looking for a hunt," Sam replied.

"Find anything?"

"Couple of possibles," he told her turning the laptop and moving his chair closer so they could both look at the screen. "A few missing person's up in Montana that seem to have the local authorities baffled. Then there's the woman who seems to have come back from the dead down in Louisiana."

"Wait, I don't see anything in this article from Montana that would indicate it's our kind of hunt," she said. "Why would you think it is?"

"I just…" he was at a loss to explain it to this woman who was a complete stranger to him. "I can't explain it, I just do."

"Spider sense kicking in?"

"Excuse me?"

"Hey," she said. "Don't freak out on me. Most hunters get them it's kind of a feeling or a sixth sense. I've always called it a spider sense."

Sam laughed at her, "That's what Dean calls it."

Sam reached over to turn the laptop back in his direction and in doing so his hand brushed along the top of hers. Dani drew her hand back quickly but stopped a look of disbelief on her face.

"What?" Sam asked. "Did I shock you or something?"

"No, it's just…" she looked at Sam curiously then very tentatively reached out and placed her hand on his.

"What is it?" he asked unsure of the meaning of the intimate appearing contact.

"Nothing," she said in amazement.

Sam could tell that something was bothering the girl. "What's wrong Dani?" he asked.

She smiled at him, a genuine smile. "Nothing, it's just I…" she stopped as something occurred to her then she asked. "Sam, are you…"

"Am I what?" Sam asked.

"Okay, this is going to sound weird but… are you… do you have…"

"What?" Sam asked again.

Dani took a deep breath knowing that if he wasn't she was going to be terribly embarrassed. "Are you psychic?"

Sam looked at her for a long moment before replying. "Why would you ask that?" he asked suspiciously.

"It's just… nothing happens when I touch you," she said.

"What, no fireworks?" he said with a laugh.

She laughed too then said, "No I mean… I don't get… I can't read you."

"What do you mean read me?"

"I'm empathic," she said. "When I touch people I feel what they're feeling but, I when I touched you I didn't feel anything."

"Why not?" Sam asked while debating about what to tell her.

"I don't know," she replied. "Only two other people I've ever touched have been able to block my abilities. One was psychic and the other was… well he had his own blocks."

"Can't you prevent them?" he asked.

"No," she said. "So what about you?"

"Precognition," he replied. "I get… visions." He decided not to mention the one time he was able to use telekinesis.

"Cool," she said. "I'll bet that's helpful in our line of work."

"Sometimes," Sam admitted. "But they're painful."

"Why? Are you trying to stop them?" she asked.

"Trust me, there's no stopping them," he replied. "How exactly does your… ability work?"

"When I touch someone I feel everything they are feeling, happiness, anger, sadness, even arousal. Whatever they are feeling I feel. If it's strong enough it can affect me, change my feelings to match theirs. I can tell when someone is lying or trying to deceive me when I touch them."

"That can be useful too," Sam told her.

"Yeah, but I can't turn it off. That means I can't even touch my friends without sharing their real feelings. It's almost like knowing everyone's secrets. It can make things… difficult. It makes it tough to sort out my feelings from theirs especially if we're… close."

Sam considered the idea of constantly being around someone who knew exactly what he was feeling all the time. It would be… hard. "That's got to be tough."

"It is… but hey, there's nothing I can do about it so… life goes on. I just, don't touch anyone."

"I'm sure that can't be easy," Sam said.

"Nothing I can do about it," she replied with a shrug and their conversation waned to silence as they both sipped their drinks.

"Care to shoot a game of pool?" Sam asked looking at the pool table where his brother and Jo were playing. "I'm sure we could talk those to into a game of partners."

"Um, I don't think that's a good idea," she said. "They look like their having a good time. Do you… do you dance? I love dancing but it's… difficult."

"I'd enjoy that," Sam said standing and putting a hand out to help her up. "Would you like to pick the music?"

"Come on," she said. "We'll pick it together."

Dean was leaning against the wall watching as Jo bent over to shoot. His eyes strayed towards her bottom enjoying the view. Music from the juke box suddenly filled the bar and he looked over to see Sam and Dani choosing the music.

Jo missed her shot as she noticed the couple in front of the juke box. "I don't believe it," she said in amazement as she and Dean watched Dani and Sam begin to dance.

"What?" Dean said. "That Sam can dance or that he actually asked the girl to?"

"No," Jo said. "It's just that in all the time I've know her she's only danced with one other person."

"Who?"

Jo turned and looked at Dean. "Your father."

A/N - Okay... I have no real idea where this story is going yet, other then a hunt in Montana, it just kind of took on a life of it's own. It was supposed to be a steamy one chapter erotica about Sam and Dani but I think it's going to turn into a chapter story. And do not worry. I don't like girls getting in the way of the hunt either so I will not have Dani or Jo hunting with the boys! Anyway thanks for taking the time to read and please review.