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Rue had her hands in her jean jacket pocket as she walked around the crowd that was steadily growing larger by the hour. She made her way to the police tape and looked over around at all the officers around the crime scene. Standing by a S.W.A.T. vehicle was Detective Marc Jackson. He turned slightly and started to scan the crowd, when his eyes rested on her, he came over right away and held the tape so she could come inside the secured area. Rue looked around,
while trying to sense if Slade was around.

Marc lead her over to the S.W.A.T. vehicle, where his partner Gage Thomasson nodded in greeting to her. He didn't know that she was 'gifted' just that she helped Marc on some of his cases. Marc handed her the recorder that had been sitting on the hood on the patrol car right behind them. She held it up to her ear and listened to the series of beaps that represented phone digits. She listned to the fourteen beaps then took the pad of paper and pen from Marc. She wrote the number down for him. "Looking for a location?" Rue asked him.

Marc nodded. "Someone kidnapped a ten year old girl." Marc told her, as he handed the number to the three people in the S.W.A.T. vehicle. "I need a location." He told them. The nearest one took the page and nodded, typing away at the computer in front of him.

"Old warehouse of seventh and Oak." The man told him. Detectives Peterson and Thomasson both got into the patrol car.

Marc looked at her and nodded his thanks to her. She smiled at him and ducked under the police tape and headed back to Haven. That is what they started calling the big old warehouse they had been living in. Haven, a place where people who were different could escape from the cruelity of the world.

Rue walked down one of the many alleyways in the city. She had her hands in her pocket, and her head down, watching her feet. She wasn't paying any attention to the warning signs that trouble was coming, until it was too late. Something hard made contact with her stomach, before going for a swing at her head. By then though she was ready, and ducked the bat that a man was swinging at her. He had gotten one shot, but that was it. She grabbed the bat, holding it so he couldn't use it. She then punched him hard in the face, before turning around and giving the man who was trying to sneak up on her, her elbow in his face. He cursed, before spitting blood out of his mouth. Rue smirked, as she ducked and the man with the bat hit his friend instead of her. She stood up and turned to face a stunned man, he had dropped his bat. She was about to punch him, when a sound in the alley made them both stop and look. A black cat came out from behind a pile of garbage cans. Rue didn't react quick enough and the man punched her in the face, splitting her lip on her teeth. She glared at him angrily as she punched him one more time. She walked away,
wiping the blood off her face with her hand.

She opened the door and was met with a surprised Gage. He came over to help her, and she put her hand up to stop him. She walked down the hallway to the bathroom, that was set up like school bathrooms, a lot of bathroom stalls, and sinks. She leaned over the sink and spit all the blood out of her mouth before turning on the water and cupping her hands. She was about to fill her mouth with water when the bathroom door banged open. Rue took a moment to look up a Ace, before cupping her hands again and swishing water around her mouth. She leaned over the sink and spat the water out. She wipe her mouth on her shirt, careful of her split lip. She stood up and looked at Ace. "I know you have a problem with reading, but this is the Senoritas bathroom." Rue told him.

"Gage came and told me you walked in here with a split lip and you had your arm over your stomach." Ace told her.

"Well Gage needs to mind his own business." Rue told him.

Ace followed her down the hall, and they ended up at the catwalk. "Well what the hell happened?" Ace demanded.

"Nothing important." Rue told him, trying to walk away from him.

Ace grabbed her arm and she turned around slightly and glared at him. "Let go of me Ace"
She hissed. Ace let her arm go.

"You use to talk to me, about everything." Ace told her, rather quietly.

"Until you started to be my big brother. Sorry Ace but I have one, a damn good one at that and there is no way you could ever replace him." Rue told him. "I was jumped by two of the thugs that jumped the Winchesters." She told him. "Happy?"

Ace looked at her with concern. "I'm not trying to replace Jayce." Ace told her quietly.
"I'm just doing what I promised him, looking after you."

Rue turned around to face him, neither of them noticed that Sam and Dean were standing by the stairs listening to him. "Stop it!" Rue told him. "If Jayce wasn't looking after me none of this.." She motioned to the place around her. "None of this would have happened. I am the cause of all these people who are here because people found out that we are different from them." Rue told him, before walking off down the stairs.

Rue walked under the catwalk to the back corner where an old king size bed was. She fell on it and wrapped herself in the shaggy green blanket. She turned to face the wall and fell asleep.

SUPERNATURAL

Sam and Dean had slept on one of the old king size beds that two younger kids gave up to them. Dean had been watching everyone around him since he woke up. Three of woman who could pass for their mothers age if she was alive, where the first ones up after Dean and they were the ones who headed to the kitchen, which was the door before the makeshift sick bay. They had breakfast cooked before most of them were up. Dean looked over to his right and seen that Rue was gone, but Ace who had laid down on the other half of the bed was still asleep. He understood those two, just by watching them. It was how he treated Sam sometimes, specially when Sam got hurt, and he didn't want to talk about it, or said it wasn't a big deal. Ace and Rue, big brother, little sister. It was that easy.

Dean stood up and nudged his brothers shoulder once. "Get up sleeping beauty, cause there is no way in hell I'm kissin' ya." Dean told him.

"Jerk." Sam muttered into the pillow.

"Bitch." Dean told him, walking off, following the group of people heading towards the kitchen. To his surprise when he got there it was a Mess Hall set up, lots of long tables with benches. In the back was a buffet style bar, and behind that was the kitchen. Dean noticed Rue sitting alone eating eggs and ham. He grabbed a plate and walked over to her. "Hey you okay?" Dean asked her.

She looked up at him and shrugged. "Yeah fine." She told him. She took a sip of the black liquid in her mug. She cringed at the taste, but took another sip, cringing again.

"Not much of a coffee drinker, or too strong?" Dean asked.

Rue gave him a small smile. "Both, I hate coffee, but it's the cheapest thing we can get.
That and water." Rue told him. "Little skint on resources here at Haven."

"Skint?" Dean asked, not sure what the word meant.

"It's British it means broke, or scarce." Sam answered from behind Dean. He came over and sat down beside Dean.

"Are all of you as smart as you two?" Dean asked Rue.

Rue laughed. "Nope. You're safe." Rue told him.

An older man who had to be in his sixties came over and took the mug that was in front of Rue and replaced it with a glass of something pink. "Drink it kid." He told her. She picked the glass up cautiously, before sniffing it. "It ain't gonna bite." He told her.

"Ha!" Rue said as she took a sip of it. "Watered down fruit punch. Thanks Jackson." Rue told him as he limped off drinking her coffee.

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