Marine groaned at the blazing noise of her alarm clock. She hated that thing to an unholy extent but it was the only thing keeping her from sleeping through life. Considering what she did for a living; would sleeping through life be that bad?
She got herself out of yet another hotel bed and sluggishly walked into the bathroom. Removing her gray t-shirt over her white/gray hair she glanced into the mirror.
"I look like," She yawned. "Shit." She finished undressing and got into the shower, removing every inch of guilt and regret from the last job.
Marine hoped out and wrapped the (most likely) stained towel around her dripping body and stepped out of the bathroom. She sped to her bag and pulled out a belly Led Zeppelin shirt, a pair of ripped skinny jeans, her under garments, and a pair of converse.
As Marine dropped the towel she heard a knock at the door. She picked it up and rapped it back around her. She opened the door enough that only her head shown. Two men stood behind the door.
One with brown long wavy brown hair and other with short shaved brown hair. Both very handsome. The short haired man had the sharpest green eyes, so easy to get lost in them. The other man had dark mysterious brown eyes.
"Can I help you?" Marine's tone was rude and sharp. She cringed. Good job at being an idiotic peasant, she thought. The brown eyed man flashed a badge and smiled.
"I'm officer Decker," The green eyed man stated sternly. "And this is officer Bess." He gestured to the other man. "Are you Marine?" She stiffened. How'd they know her name? They must be the real deal. Or hunters. Or her stupid partner was being a coward and ratted her out.
"Could I have a minute? I'm not properly dressed." She said a pinch of suspicion in her voice. She opened the door and let the officers in. She grabbed her chosen clothes. She felt their eyes on her as she went into the bathroom closing the door softly behind her.
She threw on the outfit, brushed her hair, put her hair in a tight yet messy ponytail, stuck her pistol in her back pocket, and walked out. Wait what? Yeah she wasn't taking any chances of death by a couple of monsters.
She found the officers sitting on the couch awaiting her return. She cleared her throat and sat in the chair in front of them.
"So?" She said crossing her thin legs.
"We've heard that you have been seeing strange things around town." Spoke officer Bess. Marine snorted.
"Can I see those badges again?" She insisted. The men shared a looked and handed over their badges. She eyed them hard. Fake. "They're fake." She pulled out the pistol and aimed it. "What are you?! Who are you?! And why are you here?!" She yelled. The green eyed man stood up and put his arms out, trying to calm her.
"Were humans." He replied calmly but shakily. She glared.
"Prove it." She said never removing to gun from the men. The green eyed man cut his arm. Red, human blood rushed from the cut. Then the brown eyed did the same. Marine lowered her weapon a little.
"We are Sam and Dean Winchester." Sam spoke.
"The son and daughter of John Winchester." Dean said with a laughed. Sam scoffed. Marine smirked putting her gun away.
"Hunters. Now what is it that you want from me?" Marine said. Dean stepped closer.
"We hear that your a pro succubus killer and we need your help to kill one." Sam said before his brother could. Marine bit her lip. She hadn't killed one in a long time and she wasn't sure if she was sure she was ready to kill one again.
"I used to be, but its been awhile." She replied. "But I still know how to do it." Oh why the hell not. This is a once in a lifetime type of thing. Its not everyday that Dean Winchester asked for help. The brothers waited for a answer. "Ok I'll help." Dean clapped. The brothers instructed her to pack everything and meet them outside, so she did.
She wore her bag on her back and headed outside. She caught sight of an impala sixty-seven. She gasped. Her mother had the exact same car. She loved the car. She got inside of the back seat.
"Hot ass car." She stated. Dean smiled and thanked her with a wink.
"Time to get this show on the road." Dean started the car, turned on music, and dove off.
