Kianna
It's all the same only the names will change every day, it seems we` re wasting away Another place, where the faces are so cold I` d drive all night, just to get back home I`m a cowboy on a steel horse I ride, I`m Wanted Dead or Alive! I sang at the top of my lungs. I was driving on the windy desert roads of Arizona with all the windows down and my hair let loose. My Pontiac Gto was my baby, my dad gave it to me right before he passed. He loved it with all his heart so for him to give it to me was a pretty big deal. I looked at the clock it was 2, wow I hadn't noticed how long I had been driving for. I picked up my cell phone and put it on the dashboard, I was expecting a call and I couldn't miss it. Ooh I love this song I thought as my cd changed tracks. I turned my stereo up all the way. Your love is like a tidal wave, spinning over my head! Drowning` me in your promises that are left unsaid! You`re the right kind of sinner to release my inner fantasy, the invincible winner and you know that you were born to bleed…. You` re a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker, don't you mess around with me! Just then my phone rang, it was Bobby, I quickly turned the radio down, and grabbed my phone.
"Hey, Bobby!" I said with a little too much enthusiasm. He laughed at that.
"Hey, Kianna how have you been kid?" I laughed there he goes with the "kid" again.
"Im doing just swell Bobby, so why are you dragging my ass all the way to Arizona?" I asked truly curious. I was working a case back in Kansas a few days ago when he asked me to drive down to Arizona.
"Well, I think I got something right up your alley down there… I think there may be some sort of demon attack." He said. Well he was right I was interested almost immediately.
"Well what do you have for me?" I asked not wanting to waste any time. He cleared his throat and then spoke up again.
"Ok, so a couple days ago I get a call from another hunter saying that something was closing in on him, he sounded terrified, I haven't heard from him since, hes not picking up any calls and no one has heard from him. So I decided to look into it, turns out that there has been massive crop failure and livestock down there has been dropping like flies. On top of that there has been a string of murder suicides. And they are bizarre! One of them was on the news, and let me just say that they are absolutely nuts!" he said finishing whatever else he was going to say.
"What kind of nuts Bobby, I need details." I told him, sounding a little frustrated.
"Well… one women murdered a colleague over a pair of pants and then walked off the town bridge." He said, Hmm that was strange all over a pair of pants?
"Alright well im convinced that something is going on here, ill check it out and then get back to you in a few hours." I said while speeding up my car.
"Alright…. Thanks again Kianna!" I heard him say followed by a click, and the sound of the dial tone. I put my phone on the seat next to me. Five minutes later, and I was in the little town of Peckville. I was going to check into a Motel first, when I saw police cruisers and ambulances at the local auto shop. I pulled into a parking spot at the mini-mart across the road. I dug into my purse and grabbed my FBI badge. I fixed my hair and my suit and then got out of the car. I walked straight up to the crime scene tape where a police officer was standing post. He looked up at me and then spoke.
"Excuse me miss but no reporters past this point." He said in a serious tone. I looked at him and put my badge in his face.
"FBI, Ive been asked to come here." Was all I needed to say before he apologized and lifted up the tape for me. I thanked him, and then worked my way over to the man who looked like th chief of the police. When I got up I could see his shiny sheriffs badge.
"Excuse me Sheriff?" I asked. He turned around to face me while taking his sunglasses off to reveal deep blue eyes.
"What can I do for you Miss?" he asked looking at me suspiciously. I showed him my badge and he raised his eyebrow.
"Well, you can start by telling me what the hell is going on here." I said while motioning to all the police cruisers and ambulances.
"No, offense Agent Clark but we don't really like FBI Agents hanging around in our town." He said with a little attitude hinted in his voice.
"No, offense Sheriff but there has been seven murder suicides in the past two weeks; I don't know how you expected to not have the FBI involved… Now we can either do this in a friendly way or I can call my chief in." I said getting a little frustrated. He looked at me and then let out a sigh.
"Alright right this way then Agent Clark, this one was another weird murder. See the lady on the ground near the car… well she didn't like the color on her car so she decided to stick this wrench in this poor fellows head, then went over to that bench dosed herself in alcohol and then lit her clothes on fire." He said while looking astonished. He was about to say something else when he took a glance over near the street and stopped.
"How many FBI Agents is going to take!" Angrily he stormed over to wear two men were standing in black suits holding out their badges to the same cop that I did. Shoot, I was expecting the actual FBI to come. I was looking for a way out when the Sheriff was already making his way back with the two other Agents.
"Now you want to tell me what this is all about? Im pretty sure it doesn't take three of your kind to come to this small town! Can you explain that to me Agent Clark." I started to answer just as the other Agent that had black hair, and looked to be about 27 answered as well. I looked at his name tag, Agent Clark oh this is just great.
"Well I have never seen these two men in my life, they must be some sort of imposters I`ll deal with I-" I was saying before that guy cut me off.
"Wow, just wait a minute here what` s not to say that she is some sort of "imposter" I mean really who are you going to trust here the chick or the dude?" I looked at him with my mouth open; the other guy shook his head and rolled his eyes. The sheriff motioned for two of his policemen to come over here.
"I don't know what else to tell you "Agents" take them in boys." He motioned to us. Oh great now im going to jail because of these two twits! Not that I couldn't get out, it was just a pain in the ass.
"Wait, no you can` t! This is wrong you can't arrest an FBI agent!" I was screaming from the car, trying to convince them that I actually was an FBI agent. It didn't seem to be working because they slammed the door shut and then started to drive away. It was about five minutes and then I was at what I assumed to be their jail. The police officer grabbed my arm and led me inside. I saw the other two guys in a holding cell. The police officer shoved me into the cell beside theirs causing me to stumble and hit the ground.
"Hey! Why don't you be more careful!" One of the guys said from the other cell. The police officer laughed and then slammed the door shut. I pulled myself up off of the ground and onto the bench.
"So Agent Clark eh?" I heard one of the guys saying. I looked over to them.
"Who the hell are you guys anyways?" I said sounding a little pissed off. They both laughed, and then the other one spoke up.
"Well if we told you then we would have to kill you." They both laughed, I just rolled my eyes. These handcuffs were killing me; I slipped my hands down under my legs and then pulled my feet out of the hole. They both just looked at me.
"Not my first time" Was all I said to them. There was something oddly familiar about them.
"You get arrested often?" I heard one of them laugh after. I looked at them and then their handcuffs.
"Do you?" they both stopped laughing.
"Touché" they said at the same time. I laughed at that.
"So what are your names anyways?" I asked while they looked at each other.
"Well im Sam, and this is Dean." I stopped dead in my tracks. No it can't be!
"No, like Sam and Dean Winchester?" they both stood up and walked over to the bars connecting to my cell.
"How do you know us?" Dean asked with concern in his eyes.
"Im Kianna, Bobby sent me." I said while laughing they both just looked at each other.
"So you're the Kianna he always talks about." Dean said.