**A/N Reviews are welcome :) Just a little something that's been floating around in my head, finally trying to get it all put on paper.**
Sam sat at the table in the motel room scanning his laptop for information, a book splayed on the table beside him. Dean stood beside the bed and grabbed a small leather messenger bag from the floor with his and Sam's duffels.
"Nice purse?" he said to his brother, who looked over at the bag.
"That's Lexi's, I must have grabbed it by mistake when I brought our bags in," the brother replied then went back to his work.
Dean opened the flap on the bag, looked inside, and pulled out Lexi's Surface Pro, "Good, I'll use her computer."
Sam looked at his brother curiously, "Where's your laptop?"
"It sorta crashed," he replied as he sat down across from Sam, "I need you to fix it."
"How many times do I have to tell you," the younger brother sounded annoyed, "those porn sites are a virus hub."
"Yea, yea," Dean brushed his brother's comments aside as he flipped the keyboard down and pushed the kickstand on the back of the tablet out.
The green eyed hunter pushed the power button on the top of the device and the screen came to life asking for a PIN.
Dean pulled his phone out of his back pocket, pulled up his messages, and began typing a new one to Lexi:
My laptop crashed. Need to use yours, what's the PIN?
He awaited the response.
A please would be nice.
Dean rolled his eyes at the message.
Now. Please.
Her response was quick.
1969
Dean punched the numbers in and the lock screen disappeared and pulled up her desktop. He paused with his hands still on the keyboard as he looked at the desktop background. It was a photo of Charlie when she still had long hair and Lexi. They were eating ice cream cones and both girls were smiling brightly at the camera.
He pulled up Lexi's email and went to compose a new email. He quickly typed in his email address and hit "attach file", then quickly located the photo under the pictures folder, attached it and hit send. Once his phone 'beeped' notifying him of a new email, he erased the sent message from her email and closed it out.
He picked his phone up, opened the picture, saved it, then went back to their text message conversation.
How's it going?
It took a moment for him to get her reply.
I'm having to watch a stripper do yoga through her living room window, how do you think it's going?
He smiled and typed his response.
Sounds awesome
"Please tell me you're not sexting one of those strippers," Sam interrupted his thoughts.
"What?" Dean looked as his brother and shook his head, "No, I don't sext. I had to get Lexi's password."
"Uh huh," Sam responded, he didn't look convinced.
Dean's phone 'beeped' again and he opened the message.
Meet us 316 Old Willow St, Sheriff just called, we have another victim.
The older brother waved his phone at Sam, "Another victim, let's go."
The brothers flashed their badges to the officer who stood on the other side of the police tape.
"They're with me," Matt called to the officer, who then lifted the tape for the brothers to duck under.
The brothers approached where Matt and Lexi stood with the Sheriff just outside of the front door to the house.
"Victims are Jim Sullivan and Beverly O'Neal," the Sheriff began, "Mrs. Sullivan found them when she came home from work."
The hunters shared curious glances, and Lexi spoke, "May I go and speak with Mrs. Sullivan?"
"She's pretty tore up," the Sheriff said, then pointed inside the front door, "but she's right in there."
Lexi moved through the front door and glanced to the right in the living room where the coroner was squatted in between two bodies on the floor covered with white sheets. There were large blood stains on the sheets where the hearts should be Lexi noted.
The girl walked toward the kitchen on the left where a middle aged brunette woman sat on a barstool sobbing. She had her back to the living room and an officer stood near her. As Lexi moved closer to the kitchen island where the woman sat, she noticed a half full glass of burgundy juice with lipstick stains on the rim.
"Mrs. Sullivan," Lexi gently touched the woman's arm, "I'm Agent Beckett, I'm so sorry for your loss."
The woman acknowledged her condolences and took the Kleenex she had and wiped away the tears on her cheeks, "Thank you."
"Can I get you anything?" Lexi questioned, "Maybe something to drink?"
The woman nodded her head, "There's some bottled water in the fridge."
The dark haired girl moved to the fridge and opened it up, she saw the bottled water and a large container of the burgundy juice she assumed was in the glass on the bar labeled 'Pomegranate Juice'. She grabbed a bottle of the water and closed the refrigerator.
"Thanks," the woman said quietly as Lexi handed her the water.
"May I ask you a few questions about your husband?" the girl questioned and when the woman nodded she continued, "Did he have any enemies?"
The woman shook her head 'no' and Lexi noticed the Winchesters and Matt were going over the scene in the living room.
"Was Miss O'Neal a friend of yours?"
Once she asked the question Lexi noticed the woman glance over at the officer nervously then look back down at her bottle of water.
"Can you give us a minute please?" Lexi asked the officer, who acknowledged with a nod and walked back into the living room.
The dark haired girl moved to sit on the bar stool beside the woman and continued her question, "Miss O'Neal was she…?"
"Sleeping with my husband," the woman stated more calmly, "Yes, but it's not what you think."
Lexi leaned a little closer to the woman, her voice was low, as if she didn't want anyone to overhear what she was telling the hunter.
"Beverly was sleeping with Jim," she began, "But we had an arrangement. I was sleeping with her husband Ned."
Lexi was shocked at the suburban wife's statement and the wife could see the confusion on girl's face.
"We're swingers," Mrs. Sullivan said simply, "Except Jim and I had agreed to call it off with them, he and Beverly were sneaking around behind our backs."
"Had you confronted him about this?" Lexi questioned.
"Yes," she responded, "I met with a lawyer today of all days. He told me he was in love with her and I told him I wanted a divorce."
Lexi saw a female officer walk in and move over to Dean and Sam. She stood there talking with them for a moment, before she moved over and spoke with Matt.
"Thank you for your time," Lex said to the woman, "I'm sorry you're having to go through this, if you think of anything else, give me a call."
She handed the woman her card and walked towards the front door, nodding at the men she came with and they moved to follow her out the door.
"Swingers?" Dean questioned, as he leaned back against the Impala.
Lexi nodded her head, "Swingers and strippers."
"I need a drink," Matt said rubbing his temples.
"I saw a bar on the way over here," the older brother stated and Matt nodded his agreement.
Lexi moved to climb back in the passenger seat of the pickup and Matt opened the driver's door and called over to Dean, "Following you."
Sam opened the passenger door and took one last glance at the front of the house. There outside the window he saw a dark haired woman dressed in black.
"Dean," he said as he looked at his brother, then looked back in the direction of the house.
Dean followed his brother's gaze, but the woman was gone, "What?"
"I thought I saw someone," Sam shook his head.
"No one there Sam," Dean said as he sat down in the driver's seat.
Sam sat down as well and closed the door, taking one last final look at the house, he knew he'd seen that woman before.
The hunters were seated at a table in the back of the bar, Sam had his laptop out in front of him doing research with a beer bottle beside him, the other two men and Lexi each had a bottle in front of them as well. Matt sat across from the dark haired girl, who was seated beside Sam, and Dean was to his right.
"So, what do you think we're dealing with?" Lexi questioned the men at the table, "I mean can we rule werewolf out?"
"I think so," Matt replied, then tilted his head as he looked at Lexi as if he was seeing something different.
A slower ballad began to play throughout the bar and Lexi took a long swig of her beer before she placed it on the table in front of her.
"Hey Lex," the black haired man said sweetly, "dance with me."
The dark haired girl gave an awkward glance between Matt and Dean, who she noted looked a little pissed off at Matt's request.
"Okay," she said slowly as he took her hand.
Dean gritted his teeth as he began to pull the label off his beer bottle. Sam's demeanor was changing as well, he turned the bottle beside his computer up and chugged it, then looked out on the dancefloor where his friend and Matt were slow dancing. The look of jealousy on his face was evident as he went back to typing on his computer.
Lexi couldn't help but notice the facial expressions at the table she had just left.
What the hell is going on?
Why would Dean be shooting daggers into Matt's back? Plus, Sam looked like he could spit nails. These were not the same men from earlier and she didn't know what had changed, she didn't remember Matt saying anything out of the way to piss them off.
"I've missed you Lexi," Matt whispered to Lexi which made her body tense up.
"Okay," the dark haired girl said slowly and she was certain that he had just sniffed her hair.
"You smell so good," he said, "What perfume do you wear?"
"It's just body wash," she replied, "nothing special."
Things were getting awkward fast and when Matt made his move to kiss her, Lexi dodged it, "I'll be back, I'm going to the bathroom."
She practically ran from the dancefloor and down the long hallway that led to the restrooms. She pushed open the door and leaned against the sink as she stared into the mirror.
"What the hell?" she questioned out loud and dropped her head as she took a few deep breaths.
She looked back in the mirror at herself, rubbed her hand across the back of her neck, then turned to push her way back out the door. She had no more than made it out of the door when a set of hands grabbed her waist and spun her around, then gently pushed her back against the opposite wall. The green eyed hunter towered over her small frame against the wall.
"Dean," she said surprised, he had a look on his face she'd not seen before, at least not in real life.
"What do you say we get out of here?" he said as he pushed a strand of her hair back behind her ear.
"Um," Lexi was at a loss, what the hell is going on, "we as in all of us, or…"
"You and me," he said softly, then gently kissed the base of her neck.
"Down boy," Lexi said putting both her hands against his chest and pushing, she didn't know whether she was telling Dean that or talking to herself.
"Dean, what the hell!" Sam growled as he got closer to the two.
"Hey Sam," Lexi stuttered.
"She's not one of your conquests," the taller brother said angrily.
"Well, you've not made your move little brother," Dean said sharply.
Sam moved closer to his brother and looked down at the girl who was still standing against the wall, his voice almost pleaded, "Choose me."
Lexi raised one eyebrow, "Excuse me?"
"Pick me," he said again.
"Over my dead body," Dean counter, then Sam threw a punch that connected with his brother's jaw and Dean stumbled back a few steps.
"Sam!" Lexi's voice shrieked a little and she quickly moved to stand between the two. She placed a hand on Sam's chest and then outstretched her other arm pushing against Dean's chest as he charged towards his brother.
"Stop it," she said, both men towering over her small stature, "That's enough."
"Excuse me," a young waitress with short blonde hair said as she approached the trio. She held a tray in her hands with three shot glasses on it.
"I'm sorry, but this lady insisted I bring you these immediately, I already gave your friend one" she began, "Something about 'this would put things back in perspective'."
The look of confusion on her face was evident, but Lexi was game for anything at this point. She quickly grabbed two of the glasses and passed them to the brothers.
"Drink," she ordered, then turned the last shot glass up herself. It tasted horrible, but the smell reminded her of honeysuckle.
The brothers placed the empty shot glasses back on the tray and Lexi 'thanked' the waitress before she walked off. The dark haired girl looked in between both her friends, they had started rubbing their temples as if they had headaches.
Dean shook his head confused and looked between Sam and Lexi, "What just happened?"
"Good freaking question," Lexi's voice was hard and annoyed.
"Did you really just punch me?" Dean questioned Sam angrily who just shrugged his shoulders.
"Sorry," Sam said innocently.
"Okay," Lexi began, "I love Hepburn as much as the next chick, but this whole "Sabrina" act was a little much."
Matt approached the group, rubbing the back of his head, "Somethings going on."
"Apparently," Lexi snapped, then apologized, "Sorry."
"Don't get me wrong," Matt began, then looked at Lexi, "You're great Lex, but it's like someone gave me a love potion or something, like all of the sudden you were the only girl in the world."
"Well that explains a lot," the girl said, glancing between the Winchesters, "If all of you were under some sort of spell."
"Question is," Sam began, "who and why?"
"Better yet," the green eyed brother added, "Who gave us the cure?"
"I'll go ask the waitress," Matt stated, then turned to walk back down the hall.
Dean instinctively moved to put a hand on Lexi's back to urge her to walk on down the wall, but she jumped at the touch.
"Don't," she said, she was still a little messed up from the whole thing, "You're not allowed to touch me right now, either of you."
The brothers shared a confused, yet concerned look then quietly followed behind her.
Matt met them back at the table they were seated at, except this time, Sam and Dean sat across from Lexi who sat on the opposite side of the table by herself.
"Okay," the black haired man placed a fresh beer bottle in front of each of the hunters, "Waitress said the woman who made the drinks had long black hair and she was dressed all in black."
Matt grabbed a chair from the table behind them and put it at the end of the table for him to sit on, the way Lexi sat, it was obvious she wanted her space.
"That's the same woman I saw outside of the house," Sam said as he looked over to his brother, "I swear I know her from somewhere."
"Maybe if we can figure out who this chick is," Dean began, "we can figure out what we're dealing with."
Lexi had the lights off in her motel room and she was curled up under the blankets trying to get some sleep when her phone screen lit up and she reached out from under the blanket to pull it closer to her.
1 New Text Msg the screen read and she unlocked it to see who it was from: Dean.
You okay?
She was better than she was earlier that night, it was just all too much at one time. They were all under some kind of spell, but she wasn't and it had all been very uncomfortable and she couldn't help but remember Charlie telling her 'my boys aren't toys'. It was just a spell she kept telling herself, everything was back to the way it was before.
I'm good
Her phone vibrated again.
I'm sorry, Sam's really sorry
Lexi smiled.
We're good. Night Dean.
Night Lex.
Lexi backed out of that conversation and clicked on Sam's name and composed a new message.
Hey.
Hey. Are you okay?
Yea. We're fine. :) Night Sammy.
Night Lex.:)