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The first meeting

It was a bright and sunny day in wonderful sin city. Sam was sitting in the car reading through the paper, and looking through his dad's old, beat up, journal. Dean was in the dinner across the street getting a bacon breakfast sandwich and a two coffee's. Sam didn't filch when Dean slammed the car door. He handed Sam his coffee and took out his sandwich.

"Well? Anything?" Dean asked taking an enormous bite out of his bacon sandwich.

Sam sipped a bit of his coffee. "Yeah, there's something. Listen to this, "A young new married couple checked in to the Love Nest hotel, the maid was bringing in room service when she heard a scream coming from the room. She ran in and saw that the wife on the floor with no head." And the husband too." Sam gave Dean that 'let's go check this out' look. Dean scanned the paper as a mixture of drool and muster dripped onto the paper.

Dean looked up at Sam uncertain. "Are we sure they're not Vamps, no signs of them around?"

Sam shook his head and said "No, nothing that would suggest that."

"Well, any sort of demonic signs, or ectoplasm or something that would make sure we aren't just dealing with a really jealous, ex-girlfriend?"

"No, but it's still worth checking out right? Maybe we could go down to the sheriff's office and see the body. We might even be able to find out if this sort of thing has happened before. I can't seem to find any history of this happening before so often."

"How many murders have happened all with the same M.O.?"

"The couple makes four."

Dean frowned, and then took another bite out of his sandwich. He rolled his eyes and turned the car on. AC/DC playing in the background as they drove in silence to the police station. They changed into suits, grabbed there fake FBI badges and walked around to the trunk of their car to grab a gun.

Whoosh, whooooosh, whoooooooooooosh. Dean slapped Sam on the shoulder.

"Hey! Do you hear that?" Dean said, looking around in distress almost.

Sam looked around confused, "Yeah, it's called the wind, Dean. Now come on, we got work to do." Sam put the secret compartment in the trunk down and walked away. Dean stood there for a moment and looked around. Whatever that sound was, it was close. He knew it wasn't the wind. Dean slammed the trunk and followed Sam, still shifting his eyes and glancing behind him every so often. He felt like they were being watch.

They walked into the station and introduced themselves as officers Banner and Stark. They were just about to be escorted to the sheriff's office when a bald man with ears as big as satellite dishes, wearing a white dress shirt with a high collar, a big floppy tie, waist coat, an almost trench over coat, some light grey, high waist pants and a pair of black, rubbish ankle shoes interrupted them.

"Hello!" The man said smiling so wide it like looking at the Chester cat from Alice in Wonderland. "My name is John Smith, health and safety." John Smith spoke with a British accent and pulled out a badge of some sorts.

Sam looked at it and was very confused why this man was showing them a blank piece of paper. Sam screwed up his eyes and Dean punched him in the gut. They exchanged looks of 'what the hell man?' and quickly smiled trying to act as normal as possible.

"I don't remember hearing about a safety inspecting, who sent you?" The young lady who was escorting Sam and Dean asked. She folded her arms and took a defensive position.

John Smith smiled and lifted his chin up slightly as he said, "Why, the company of course. And when they hear that you didn't let me do my inspection they will be very cross with you." His expression changed, into a cold hard look that gave even Dean the shivers, despite the fact that he looked like a. "I can see about 10 safety violations in this room alone," John Smith moved in closer to the young lady looking serious and stern. He then back off, and smiled as Sam and Dean. "And who might you two be?"

Both Sam and Dean stood there for a moment unsure of what to do. Dean finally pulled out his badge. "FBI, my name is Stark and this is my partner. Officer Banner. We are here about the murder of the newly Weds."

John Smith looked down and then up, grinning. Sam could see something in his eyes, like a great sadness.

"Good, maybe you can find out what did this."

Both Sam and Dean where taken back by the word 'what' and not 'who'.

"Did you say find out what did this?" Sam asked wanting to make sure he didn't mishear it.

"Did I? Sorry I meant who. Now are you going to let me do my job, or am I going to have to call the company and tell them that along with 10 safety violations you were unwilling to co-operate?" John Smith looked back over to the young woman, and John Smith almost sounded sarcastic.

The young women nodded, "Alright, go on then. If you two gentlemen follow me to the sheriff's office."

John Smith smiled and nodded a goodbye to Sam and Dean as they went their separate ways. "Why would he care about this murder?" Dean whispered to Sam.

Sam shrugged and frowned while raising his eyebrows. "I don't know." Sam said in a low husky voice.