Author's Note: Well this is my first Supernatural story so please be gentle and if there is any misspell of mistake please be patient with me I will correct them later. I hope you like it. And in certain scene in this story there is a certain outfit I have in mind the link will be at the bottom.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural I do not own Sam and Dean wish I did well Sam at least. But Angel and the story line is mine... I am sorry but I do not follow the scenes of the season but so we all know it is season 7 after Bobby is killed and the brothers see him as a ghost.

Sam and Dean were on their way to Hiawatha Tennessee when Dean turned down the radio.

"So what is this case about?"

Sam opened the folder in his lap. "Well there have been 5 murders all male except for the last and all has had their heart removed."

"Werewolf?"

"That's what I think but I have yet to find the pattern with them."

"Well we're here I'll drop you off at the library and I'll go grab a room."

"Yeah…" Dean dropped Sam off and went to the hotel. After getting a room he got dressed and headed to the police department and flashed a badge. "Luke Pascal FBI."

The deputy looked up. "FBI? What needed more people on the case?"

"More people?"

"Yes a young lady was here earlier Agent Danielle Jackson."

"What did she want?"

"Wanted to see the bodies and the paper work we have on the victims."

Dean coughed. "Yeah we are working the case together. I was called in."

"Alright come on back." Dean followed him back.

Meanwhile at the library Sam settled at a table with books around him and his laptop out. As he went to look down he heard a groan looking up he noticed a girl across from him reaching up trying to get a book just out of her grasp. He watched as she stood on her toes and even jumping to reach the book but couldn't. Sitting his pen down he got up and walked over and seeing the book she need reached up to get it. When she turned around she had to look up to him. He handed her the book.

"Is this what you needed?"

She took the book. "Yeah thanks."

Sam looked at her and noticed she was talk for your average woman she was probably about 6 feet which was nearly as tall as his brother… Then remembering the case she followed her to the table in which she had sat down.

"Do you live here?"

She looked up as she covered some folders with the book. "No I am just staying for a while."

"Oh. Um… I'm Sam by the way."

She smiled and shook his hand. "I'm Angel."

"Well Angel I was wondering have you heard of the murders going on around here."

"No I haven't and if you will excuse me I have a paper due tomorrow and I have to finish it pronto."

Sam stood up. "I know how that is. I am sorry."

She nodded and he walked away. Angel went back to work getting more information.

Angel was in fact Angel Pike a rouge hunter no one has ever seen. She was 6'0 feet middle back brown hair and ice blue eyes. She had been working this case for the last week and she was starting to get mad two people has died on her time. She has been undercover two nights now and she was getting no where other then drawing suspicion from the owner of the club. She also has a clue that the same owner is indeed the werewolf she was after. Finishing her research she put her things up and packed her laptop. As she walked out she noticed Sam was watching her. She looked back and smiled at him. He was indeed a man she would like to spend a night with but she knew better.

As Angel left Sam watched her go. There was something about her he couldn't quite put his finger on. Finishing up he packed up and met Dean outside. They walked to the Diner across from the library. As they ate Dean told Sam about what went on at the Police Station.

"The deputy said there was another FBI agent there. An Agent Danielle Jackson."

"Do you think it is real or another hunter."

"Dude we haven't been near another hunter in a while. With the Leviathans many of them don't want to deal with them."

"So what a real FBI agent?"

"I don't know… So what did you figure out?"

"Well the men really didn't have anything in common."

"The woman?"

"Her name wad Natalie Todd alias honey dust."

Dean choked on his coffee. "Honey Dust what is she a stripper."

"She was a dancer and something called the Dove's nest, and here is the thing all the men who died had went there right before they died."

"So what one of the dancers?"

"I don't know. But… I am gonna hate to say this." Sam rubbed a hand through his hair. "We need to go to that club tonight there is a full moon so the werewolf will attack again."

Dean smiled. "A dance club alright… Maybe we can have a little fun too."

"Dean!"

"What?" They paid and walked out. But as Sam went to slid into the car he stopped and stared at the woman down the street. It looked like Angel but there was something predetorial about her like she was hunting something.

"Sam!"

Sam got into the car. "Sam what is it?"

Sam looked at his brother. "Nothing probably just on edge with this hunt and having to go to the dance club with you."

Dean laughed." Calm down Sam. Hey when we finish this case maybe I'll pay one of those girls to dance for you."

"No thanks Dean."

"Fine… Bitch!"

"Jerk!" Dean laughed and drove off.

Author's note: Angels outfit at the library trying not to draw attention to herself.

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