Chapter Two Info

I decided to make the whole story in first person, it just seemed to have worked really well. Besides, I'm tired of everyone going into the boys' heads. I think it's time we see what someone else thinks of them. Thank you to the two reviews, I think Andy's pretty awesome too. I have no intention of her and Dean hooking up but hey, you never know. This chapter's a little short. It's pretty much all for plot. Anyway, read and enjoy.

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We pulled up outside a cute, two storied suburbian type house. It reminded me of when I was younger so when the two approached me they noticed the slight smile I had on my face.

"What are you so happy about?" Dean asked me. I glanced at him and then headed towards the house. I already had my 'ID' with me so I didn't really bother asking the boys any questions about the place. My only question for them was why would a shape-shifter be kidnapping little kids? Maybe there was a Papa Smurf figure here. Someone dangerous but not willing to risk himself. I got to the door and knocked. A teenage boy answered.

"What?" He asked. Oh, the attitude you can put in one simple word. I could've punched the kid.

"I'm Investigator Marshall." I said, flashing my ID quickly. "I was hoping I could talk to you and your family."

"We already talked to a bunch of you guys." He said. "Why can't they just tell you?"

"It's called fact checking." I said, trying to sound apologetic. "We simply have to make sure there's no fowl play."

"Fine." He muttered under his breath and let me in. I didn't have to look behind me at the boys to know they had stayed behind. They probably already questioned them and didn't want to make a second appearance. "Mom, Dad." The kid yelled. "There's another cop here to talk to us."

Both the mother and father appear from what I assumed was the kitchen. The mother scolding the boy for referring to me as a cop.

"What can we help you with?" The father asked as we all sat down.

"I was wondering if you could tell me where your child was when she went missing?" I asked. Damn those boys, they had forgotten to tell me if it was a boy or a girl.

"She was at the playground. Just like all the others." The mother said. Okay, then this guy obviously did something to make the kid come along with him. And the people haven't gotten a good look at him? Strange.

"Were there any signs of her talking about people you didn't know? Perhaps a man that she might have met a few days before." I asked.

"No." The brother said. "She isn't stupid. She didn't talk to strangers." Okay, kid. Defensive much?

"That's good." I continued my round of questions and then left. It was obvious that if all the missing children disappeared from the playground then he was making his move there. We just had to figure out why, when and how.

I got back out to the boys and they looked at me questioningly.

"All I really got that was solid was that it was at the playground." I said and they both nodded. Apparently they had gotten the same thing too.

"I have one question for you guys." I said. They looked at me curiously. "What would a shape-shifter want with little kids."

"Maybe he's working for something bigger." Dean offered. Good to know he wasn't stupid all the time.

"I guess we need to figure out what 'something bigger' is." I said and then the three of us decided to head to a local library.

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We were at the library when I got to the point that I just couldn't stand. That point where we had nothing and nothing. The fact that I hate research didn't really help that, I'm sure. Sam seemed to be perfectly fine with it though. As a matter of fact, he seemed to like it. Geek. Dean however looked like he enjoyed it as much as I did.

By 5:00 Sam comes over to me with a smile on his face. The kind a little kid got when he did something really good. Like going on the potty instead of in his underwear.

"I think it's another struiga." He said. They handled one before? Dean is out of his seat at this point and leaning over my shoulder, practically breathing down my neck.

"Great." Dean said. "If it is then we need to catch it when it's feeding."

"Woah, wait a sec." I stopped them. "Did you ever stop to think that it was weird that a shape-shifter was working for a struiga? They're loners. They depend on themselves, not some little freak of nature to get the goods for them."

They both stared. I had shot down their plan and apparently that wasn't something they took likely.

"Well then Miss I Know All." Dean said. "What's your plan?"

"Verify that it is a struiga the freak's working for. The last thing we need to do is screw up and get ourselves killed or locked up." I answered. Sam seemed content with that plan. Dean, not so much.

"Look." Dean said. "Maybe you do things differently then we do but for me, what Sammy's got is enough."

"Fine." I said, standing up. "Then consider me gone. You asked for my help and now your turning me down. So I'll see you around."

If only that were true.