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Confronting the Enemy

Liese did her research, and found the motel that the boys would be staying at. She knocked on the door hurriedly, and when Sam opened it, he smiled. Liese, however, wasn't into telling Sam how incredibly excited she was to see him--she wanted to talk to Dean.

"You are not stealing my case." Liese told him.

Sam laughed. "It's a small world."

"Where is Dean?" Liese asked impatiently.

Sam smiled. "In there."

"Dean Winchester!" Liese cried.

Dean came out of the bathroom and stood in his tracks. At first he was stunned to see Liese standing there in front of him in all her glory, but then he smirked and looked her over, nodding approvingly.

"Some things never change." Dean said.

Liese rolled her eyes. "Hey--stop looking me over and move onto a different hunt."

Dean shook his head. "I think we get to have this one--Sam knows Mila."

"Yeah? Well where was he the last three years? Mila's like my bff." Liese said, crossing her arms over her chest. "And she and I are figuring out this one all by ourselves."

"Can I kiss you?" Dean asked her, walking up to her.

"Ye--no!" Liese told him, backing up a step or two. "You haven't talked to me since I was 18, that was what? 7 years ago?"

"That was your fault too." Dean told her. "You up and took off from Kansas and cut Sam and I off."

Liese sighed, and found herself looking at Dean's lips. Dean chuckled, making Liese look him directly in the eye.

"Just don't take my hunt." Liese pleaded, less hurriedly and softer.

Dean nodded, and stroked her hair. "Why did you just take off?"

Liese shrugged. "Mom sold her soul for me."

"What?" Dean and Sam asked.

"Why would Clarissa do that?" Sam asked her.

Liese smiled sadly. "I was going to die back in that hospital when I was 8 and Mom made the deal to save me. Then she paid for it and she went to Hell. Do you remember Hell, Dean?"

Dean made a face. "How did you know that I went to Hell?"

Liese rolled her eyes. "I have always been a much better hunter than you, Dean. I've been keeping tabs on the Winchesters since I left you in Kansas. I hope you don't remember Hell."

Dean nodded. "I don't remember it. I wish I could tell you that your mother got out or something."

"It's fine. I'm just glad to see you alive. You actually have no idea how long I cried when I found out you were dead." Liese explained. "Not that I wanted to tell you that but...I just--I've missed you guys, and I wish you'd contacted me before I had to hear your voices on Mila's voicemail."

Dean nodded. "You're right, I owe you a lot more than that."

"I'm going to go and eat something." Sam said, and ducked out of the motel, Liese laughing.

"Sam's still totally not smooth when it comes to giving us some space." Liese told him. "But I should warn you--I don't hop into bed with dead guys."

Dean made a face as she moved her hands around and made a face at him.

"Hey, I'm still an incredible man in every area." Dean informed her.

Liese nodded. "As far as I'm concerned, you're dead, and I'm not a necrophiliac."

"Does it occur to you that maybe I'm not as man whoreish as I used to be?" Dean asked her.

Liese laughed loudly. "Dean Winchester? Not a manwhore? Maybe before you were 16, but after that? Not even angels pulling you out of Hell could give you back a sense of sexual morality. Sorry, Slugger."

Dean nodded slowly. "So...we're not having sex then?"

Liese shook her head. "We're not just jumping back into the sack after being away from each other for 7 years."

"Where's your sense of adventure, Liese? I mean seriously." Dean told her.

Liese sighed. "You sure you're all fleshy and what not?"

Dean wiggled his eyebrows. "I don't even have battle scars."

Liese frowned. "But I liked your battle scars. A few of them were from me."

"You're harder to convince now that you're not 16 anymore." Dean said.

Liese shrugged. "I'm going to go lock the motel door."

"Sam won't come into the bedroom if the door's closed." Dean told her.

"I'm going to lock the door so we don't get attacked by the shape shifter, Dean." Liese explained.

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