It's going to be a while before I can keep updating this story. But please read and comment. Supernaturals story of "Red Sky at Morning" episode and characters belong to the rightful owners. The only one they don't own is Christina which belongs to me.

Chapter One

The darkened streets of Sea Pines, Massachusetts was broken with the roar of a black Chevrolet Impala. Inside remained silent until Dean Winchester broke the silence by turning to his brother Sam making their younger sister, Christina jump as she was busy reading a file that held their current case.

"I've been waiting since Maple Springs." Dean's voice was calm which his siblings meant he was wanting answers to his unasked questions. "Sam, you got something to tell me?"

Sam turned and looked at his older brother, whose green eyes showed no emotion other then a silent plea. "Uh..." Sam started glancing in the back at his sister who kept her face down and in the folder. "It's not your birthday." Sam said knowing that his older brothers birthday was not for another few months.

"No." Dean said looking back at the road. "Try again."

"Uh...Happy Pruim" Sam chuckled when Dean shook his head. "Come on you got to give me more, dude. I'm basically drowning-"

"How about you explain why the Colt is missing a bullet." The tension in the Impala stiffened making Sam shift and his sister to close the folder. "I mean, I know that I didn't do it. I'm sure as Hell Christy didn't shoot one off." Dean saw Sam turn and glare at his sister who fought to keep her head down. "So unless you're shooting some evil beer bottles..."

"Dean," Sam started his voice soft yet forceful enough to be heard.

"You went out after her. That crossroads demon didn't you?"

"You told him?" Sam yelled behind him.

"I had to Sam!" Christina said slamming the folder closed and leveled her eyes with her brother's. "You know I can't keep a secret like that for long." Sam glared ahead ignoring his sister's cries for forgiveness.

"Sam I'm glad she broke down and told me." Dean sighed Christina had lowered her head and went back to the folder. "So tell me, did you get rid of my contract?"

"If I had would you be a lot less angry with me?" Sam asked and Dean shrugged. "But no. The crossroad demon that I spoke to said that the contract was being held by someone else."

"So that justifies putting one of the very rare colt bullets into them?"

"She asked for it." Sam grumbled and Dean sighed and shook his head. He hates how stubborn his little brother was. "Not going to apologize to you Dean. You're our brother. I'm at least trying to save your life." His words had a deeper cut then he intended on his sister.

"Not saying this conversation is over but let's get our minds on this case shall we?" He snapped his fingers and his sister's head moved in between them, more closer to Dean then Sam, and pulled open the folder.

"Shelia Case," her voice was shaking. "Found dead in her home by her Aunt. COD was drowning."

"What makes it a case for us?" Dean asked.

"Because she drowned in the shower." Christina answered and Dean nodded.

~Death Tide~

Sam, Dean and Christina sat in a lovely home while their witness, Gertrude Case, sat holding a photo of the victim but she was looking directly at Sam. Her eyes were filled with the twinkle of lus that made Christina bite her bottom lip to stop from laughing out loud.

"But I don't underatand," she said fluttering her eyes suductively towards Sam who looked to be completely ignoring her advances but Chriatina and Dean could see that he was trying to stay professional in his fake FBI attire. "I already went with this with the other detectives."

"Well, I understand that Ma'am," Dean said happy he wasn't in Sam's shoes. "You see we're with another department and the boys back in the station want to make sure our partners at the Sheriff's Department didn't miss anything."

"Oh, well of course,"Gertrude said giving Sam a sideways glance.. "I'd hate to disappoint the police services. Ask away Agent." She said giving Sam a stare that made Christina clear her throat in order to hide the smile she was spreading across her face.

"Mrs. Case..." Sam started only to be interrupted by Gertrude.

"Ms. Case," she said reaching a hand to grip Sam's knee which made Dean smile. "Please."

"Okay, M-Ms. Case you were the one who found your niece correct." Gertrude nodded slowly her eyes locking in Sam's tightly. "And the cause of Death was?"

"Drowning. Which was odd because how can one drown in the shower?" There was seduction in her voice which was making Sam uncomfortable Dean and Christina shot a quiet look blocking the laughter by coughing at the discomfort of their brother.

"Our point exactly." Dean said smiling.

"What was Shelia's behavior before she passed away?" Christina asked pulling out a pad of paper and tilted it towards Sam who looked and had the look of annoyance as she had written in large letters. 'Want her number? ;-)'.

"Well, Sheila claimed she had seen something like a ghost ship. But I'm not sure why I'm saying this. Alex told me that her death was over. The she was at peace."

"Alex?" All three Winchesters asked at once. "Who's Alex?"

"Just a nice young kid who wants to bring comfort to my life." Gertrude looked over at Sam stroking his knee ever so gently. "Just like I still need after the loss of my little Sheila."

"Ms. Case I want to thank you for your time." Christina said standing up which Dean and Sam quickly followed. "May we get your number in case we find something more about your niece's death?" Sam shot daggers from his eyes as Gertrude happily wrote down her number and handed the paper to Christina. "Thank you for your time and I'm sorry for your loss."

~The Death Tide~

The sun was shining as the Winchesters walked down the boardwalk past large yachts and fishing boats. "I can't believe you did that." Sam grumbled crumpling the piece of paper with Gertrude's number and shoved it in his jacket pocket. "You can be a real bitch you know that?"

"Calm down Sammy," Christina said squinting at the sun reflecting off the water as they stood and watched as boats moved in and out of the dockyard. "So Sheila spots something off of in the horizon then turns up dead in her shower."

"What do you think?" Dean asked with a shrug. "Should we find this Alex fellow and see what he knows?"

"You think we're dealing with another hunter?" Sam asked as they started to walk towards the parking lot near the docks.

"I think we should see if Alex knows what Sheila saw before she bellied up in the shower." Dean said and froze at the top of the stairs his keys getting pulled out of his jacket. All three of them were confused at the empty parking lot. "Is this where I parked the car?" He asked he quickly checked the meter and saw they still had plenty of time before it had expired.

"Yeah." Sam answered while Christina walked to the empty slot and bent down. A expired lotto ticket was in the middle of the slot and she looked like she was about to throw up. "Did you feed the meter?" Sam asked and Dean nodded.

"Yeah, I did." Dean was starting to get understandably angry as he walked back and forth his hands down at his sides. "Someone stole my car..." He said low at first. "Someone stole my car!" He stomped towards the sidewalk making people who were near them turn to look at the hysterical man in the suit. "SAM SOMEONE STOLE MY CAR!"

"Dean..." Sam turned around and saw his brother bent over breathing heavily and he quickly rushed to his side making sure he wouldn't pass out. "Calm down okay."

"Calm down?! Someone stole my car!"

"I have a feeling I know who." Christina said still in the middle of the parking lot.

"Are you looking for a '67 Chevy Impala?" All three Winchesters stood up straighter. Bela Talbot stood wearing a stylish brown trench coat and high heel stilettos. Her brown hair was stylishly brushed and she looked more amused to see the three of them then they seeing her.

"What did you do to it?!" Dean growled making Bela beam.

"I had it towed." She said simply.

"Why?!"

"It was in a tow-away zone." She said matter of fact.

"No it wasn't." Dean said afraid of what she would say next.

"It was when I was done with it." Christina and Sam pushed and pulled on Dean to stop him from strangling Bella in public.

"What are you doing here?" Sam asked his eyes narrowing.

"I have business here." Bela said with a slight hiss.

"Then you must be "Alex" Gertrude talk about." Christina said her voice even and low. Bela made a face like the mix of a smile and sucking on a lemon.

"Yes I am, and thank you for telling the old Bag that the case wasn't closed. Now she stopped the payment and demands answers."

"'How do you sleep at night?" Sam asked the grip on Dean's shoulder to keep him from fainting.

"On silk sheets, naked and surrounded by money." Bela glanced at the Winchesters as they finally released Dean who looked to be doing better. "Honestly I expected that kind of attitude from Dean maybe Christina. But you Sam?"

"You shot me." He growled.

"Oh calm down it was just a flesh wound. You healed up nicely." Bela said acting as though Sam was making a mountian out of a mole hill. "Besides, I think you shouldn't waist your time yelling at me and get to your car before they find the arsenal in the trunk." She sauntered away making all three Winchesters growl.

"Can I shoot her?" Dean asked his voice dangerous.

"Not in public." Sam stated his voiced annoyed not at what Dean had said, but about their current situation.

"Yeah, Dean." Christina said her voice just as dangerous. "Besides all our weapons are in the car."

Dean rubbed his face before stomping away saying very low and dark, "Bitch."