Chapter two-

Lexis looked over at her friend, who was slouched down in her seat. Her sunglasses on, her smile plastered to her face and one boot resting on the dashboard. To say Jazz, looked pleased was an understatement. Lexis rolled her eyes; it was never a good sign when her friend got like this.

"What?" Jazz asked.

"Nothing, I was just wondering if those were ….

"Oh, those were the Winchesters alright. Sam the brainy one and Dean the cocky one."

"So how are we going to stay under their radar and do our own hunting?"

"Ahhh, well Bobby only hires the best and who is the best at disguises. Besides Lex now that we've been spotted, it makes hiding even easier"

"Why is that?" Lex asked not wanting to really know the answer.

"What better way to hide than be out in plan view" Jazz explained with a flash of a grin "Pull over that where we are staying while they are here."

Lexis looked towards the building; it looked like a cottage rather than a hotel building. How were they going to pull this off, she told Sam that she was a student. Jazz noticed the worried look on her friends face.

"Uh, oh, what's the matter smiley?"

"Only that I told Sam that I was doing a school paper, where is the school?"

"Well, simple, you're not living at the dorm or at home, due to a few family problems, but you still have homework. Really Lexi, you'd think we've never done this before" Jazz grabbed her bag of food and headed towards the cottage she had rented while out and about.

She shook her head to herself, that was the one thing that drove her nuts was her friend over analyze everything. Lexis was a think it through, look at it from all sides and plugs any loop holes. She was the choke collar to Jazz's guns a blazin' full speed ahead, live the seat of her pants attitude. So they did fit pretty well together.



Once inside Lexis placed her laptop on the old desk next to the window. She placed hers supply bag on the bed next to the bathroom and pulled out a plastic bag of sea salt. She took a handful and poured a line in the crease of the window She went back and pulled out a branch of Hawthorn, went to the door and placed it on the door.

Jazz, placed her bag on the bed closest to the door, reached into her bag and pulled out a large bundle of dried sage.

"Hey do you want me to do this now or later?"

Lexis thought about it carefully "You might as well do it now, we can always go out for dinner. You do that and I'll take a shower"

"Sounds like a plan."

Lexis grabbed her clothes and iPod with speakers, then went into the bathroom. Jazz heard the door and smiled, Lexis would be in there for a while. Jazz took out took out a Native American designed lighter, flicked the starter. She watched as the flame grows, she held the dried sage over the orange flame. The dried herb crackled and hissed as the flame engulfed it. Smoke slowly poured up towards the ceiling. Jazz slowly walked around the room stopping occasionally to let the smoke cleanse the room. Jazz muttered a small cleansing ritually, basically just removing any bad vibes out of the building. Since Sage doesn't burn completely, she placed it on a container.

An hour later both women were dressed and sitting in the Ram in front of a road house steak place, staring at a black Impala.

"Well I'll be a son of a motherless goat" Jazz said as she watched the Winchesters get out of the car and into the diner

"Ahhh, hell no I'm hungry and we are going in" Lexis told her friend. Jazz followed her friend into the steakhouse, knowing this was a huge mistake.

So?