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Lucy and Lacey had endured one hell of a week, their travels had landed them in Omaha, Nebraska, home of the vicious Vetala . Although the Vetala were some wicked beasts they were one of the girls specialties. Ever since their father had been murdered by a pack, giving his life to save Lucy the girls had dedicated their lives to exterminating as many of the beasts as possible. That and vampires, they never had too much trouble with vampires.

The two girls had wiped out an entire pack of Vetala in just a week. It had taken them 3 days to track them, one day to assess how many of them there were, 2 days to track their routine, and 1 day to waste the entire pack. That was nearly a record for the two girls. Although their record had been set 2 years prior when they had found the pack that had murdered their father. That pack had only taken them 3 days to wipe out.

Lacey could see that Lucy was fast asleep in her bed, having been exhausted from the battle they had just fought... And won. Lacey herself was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to sleep the sleep of the dead after having showered to rid of the blood that had splattered her. Something was nagging at her though, she couldn't quite put her finger on it, but her subconscious knew what it was. She reached for her phone and checked her messages. The screen showed her she had no new text or voice messages. It was Dean she hadn't heard from him in over 2 weeks and that was unusual. They always kept in contact, at least to make sure the other is ok, especially after his past trip to hell.

With a sigh, and a mental reminder to call Sam in the morning Lacey placed her phone on the night stand and tucked into bed. Quickly, she fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

The sudden ringing of a phone pulled Lacey out of her dreamless sleep, and quickly as well, the shock of the sudden noise in an otherwise quite room will do that to a person. Apparently the ringing woke up Lucy as well, or Lucy was already awake as her voice didn't sound one bit groggy.

"That's your phone, Lace." Came Lucys voice.

Lacey grabbed the phone from her bedside table, seeing Sam's name flashing on the screen she felt her stomach dropping. She knew something was up.

"Sammy?" Lacey answered, her voice questioning, wondering if this was really actually happening.

"Lacey! I hate to do this to you, but we need your help." Lacey sat up in her bed, lifting her free hand to brush her hair out of her face.

"Of course. What's going on?" Lacey asked as she threw the blankets off from herself. She began to toss some of her things into her bag after pulling out a pair of slightly distressed jeans and a long sleeved dark grey scoop neck shirt. She began to pull her clothes in and Sam spoke.

"It's Dean, we were hunting a Siren and she got a hold of him. Shes hiding him from me and I think you might be able to help me find him and break the spell on him." Sam explained and Lacey paused for a moment in her dressing. Dean was missing.

"Where are you?" Lacey asked.

"Lebanon, Kansas. At the bunker." He explained knowing she knew right where it was.

"We're leaving Nebraska now. We'll be there as soon as possible." Lacey said and Lucy picked up on what was going on. She got up from where she had been sitting drinking her orange juice.

"Thank you. So much." Sam said.

"You know we'd do anything for you two." Lacey replied before the two said their goodbyes.

"Pack up Luc, looks like we're heading to Kansas."

"Tell me more about this Siren." Lucy said as she sat beside Sam at the table in the study of the Men of letters bunker. Lacey stood across from them arms crossed older her chest, she was too on edge to sit down.

"It was right outside of Kinsley, that still seems to be its hunting ground. I can't find where it's been hiding though and I think that's where it has Dean." Sam. Began to explain as he pointed out a spot on the map sitting before him.

"it's been hunting in the same area for about a month now, we just caught wind of the murders going on mid week 2 weeks ago. Same M.O. As the last Siren we hunted. Going after men, making them kill their loved ones...Thats kind of where you come in, Lace... " Sam trailed off for a moment as his eyes lifted to land on Lacey who uncrossed her arms to place her hands on her own hips.

"You think I can lure them both out, get her to get Dean to come after me..." Lacey finished his idea.

"Basically, yes." Sam admitted with a nod. Lucy looked from him to her sister.

"Do you really think this is a good idea? I mean Dean is basically a trained killer hyped up on massive amounts of oxytocin." Lucy interjected.

"I know this is dangerous, but it's even more dangerous to continue to let this thing live. Besides, Dean needs saving and if it takes a little risk to do it then so be it." Lacey said.

"Alright, then let's get to it." Sam announced.

"Damn it, we've been out here for 4 hours now, no sign of anything. What if she's done something to him already? What if he's not even here? What if - " Lacey was near hysterics as her sister pulled her into a hug, stopping their progress investigating the areas in which the men the Siren had targeted her had said they had met her.

" Relax, Lace. We're going to find him. Sam knows what he's doing and you know as well as we all do that if the Siren were to have Dean target anyone it's you." Lucy said as she patted her sisters back.

"you're right. I just can't stop thinking the worst." Lacey said.

"Pull yourself together. I'm going to go catch up with Sam, be on alert. We're nearby." Lucy said before walking off leaving Lacey alone in the middle of the night outside of a nearby strip club.

"Better late than never." Lacey released the breath she had been holding before she turned and headed into the strip club behind her.

The plan had been to send Lacey into the place alone and looking to die for, knowing that she would get some attention, Dean, jealous as he always was under a sirens spell or nor, would come out into the open if he was there. They were counting on it and they were also counting on the Siren following him.

Lacey walked into the door to be greeted by a man at the coat check, she slipped off the black trench coat revealing the little black dress she had on, it was a wonder that the outline of the bronze blade she had hidden under the dress wasn't obvious. Her lips were painted red, her hair curled loosely, and the red heels upon her feet made her legs look miles long.

Already eyes were wandering from the girls on the stage to her, not all, but enough to make their plan go as they needed it to...and it worked well too.

"So what's it take for a guy to have a chance with you, pretty lady?" The voice was unfamiliar to her, but Lacey turned to face the owner of it, coming face to face with a man who looked to be a little older than her, not the most attractive man, but not revolting either. Lacey knew in order to draw out Dean she had two choices, she could engage him, flirt or she could make a different choice. She went with the later of the two.

She turned her back on the guy, causing him to reach a hand out and grab her by the arm. Lacey turned back around, just in time to spot Dean appearing from behind the curtain on the far side of the club, he looked furious.

"I was talking to you." The guy said as Dean charged over to them, unseen by the guy with his hand on Laceys arm. She didn't even have to speak, she didn't have a chance to.

"If you want to keep that hand I suggest you get it off from my girl. Now." Dean nearly growled and the other guy released her instantly. If it weren't for the fact that Lacey had spotted who had to be the siren following shortly behind them. She was dressed similarly to the way Lacey was, but what was startling was how similarly she looked to Lacey. Same plump lips painted red, her eyes were green but more of an artificial green rather than the emerald that Laceys were. She was slender and fit as lacey was, with curves in all the right places.

"Didn't know she was taken, sorry man." Dean ignored the man as he reached out and grabbed Lacey by the same arm the other guy had, pulling her down the hall and pushing her into the empty ladies room.

"What the hell are you doing in here dressed like that?" Dean growled, she knew his jealousy would get the best of him, she had been right in trying to ignore the guy. If she'd have engaged him in conversation Dean probably would have torn her to pieces with the siren controlling him and rage fueling him, that would have been beyond dangerous.

"I was trying to find you. I just needed to get your attention." Lacey fumbled over her words a bit as Dean pushed her against the wall of the bathroom.

"Well you've got it now." she knew her Dean would never treat her in such a way, it was the siren controlling him.

Lacey hardly noticed when the bathroom door opened, but Dean did, glancing over his shoulder he saw his brother coming into the bathroom. Honestly, even in the heat of the moment Lacey couldn't help but wonder how there were now 2 men in the ladies room without anyone noticing...or security showing up.

"and you brought Sammy?!" Dean shouted, not even slightly easing his grip on the girl. She knew, though, that this would be a hands on mission, she knew that things were only going to get worse.

"No, Dean, I brought her here. To get you out from under this spell the siren has you under. You've been drugged by her, Dean." Having been through it before Dean knew he had been drugged, he knew what he was doing was wrong, but he couldn't stop it. He wanted to please the siren. In his mind he loved her.

"Enough chatter, why don't you just kill her already... You know you want to... And add him into the mix while you're at it." The siren had entered the bathroom with them, neither Sam nor Lacey had heard her walk in, but they all clearly heard her then. Dean looked back to Lacey who he had pinned against the wall, for a moment Lacey thought she saw her Dean there, that was until his hands lifted to grasp her neck squeezing tightly.

Everything moved so fast from there on, Sam took his cue to distract the siren while Lacey flailed about, being nearly lifted off her feet as Dean continued to choke her, lifting as he did so. She tried, with all her might, to dial down her panic so she could focus on what she was supposed to do. Forcing one hand of her own from trying to pry his off from her neck she was able to grasp the brass knife from the sheath that had been attached to her thigh, in one quick movement she stabbed the knife into Dean, knowing she hadn't hit any major organs, he released her, causing Lacey to fall to the ground, she was quick, though, pushing herself up she lunged at the siren, shoving the blade into where it's heart should be. As the siren screeched, it's true form was revealed before the ugly creature fell to the ground, limp and entirely lifeless.

Lacey was finally beginning to catch her breath as she walked to the sink, turning in the faucet before putting the blade under it to rinse it of the vile blood of the siren. The three of them didn't speak for a second before Sam finally broke the silence.

"Are you OK?" He asked towards Lacey his eyes finding hers in the reflection of the mirror she was facing.

"Yeah, a few bruises, but nothing I can't handle." She responded honestly, although she wasn't so sure that she would be forgetting that look on Deans face as he had strangled her any time soon. She reminded herself that he was under a spell, her Dean would never do that to her...her Dean had also never referred to her as 'his girl' either.

"Please tell me I didn't hurt you." Deans voice was gruff as he stood, clutching his side, Lacey returned the brass knife to its place beside her thigh before adjusting her dress once more. She then retrieved a good amount of paper towel before moving over to where Dean was standing. She lifted his shirt to apply the paper towel and pressure to the wound on his side.

"You never could nor would you hurt me. That wasn't you, Dean. We all know that." Lacey assured him and the look that appeared in his eyes was that of pure admiration.

"Well then what do you two say we get out of here?" Dean suggested looking to where Sam stood, silently observing the moment between his brother and Lacey.

"Um, yeah, but what about the body?" Sam asked.

"Well, baby's parked around back, why don't you and Lucy handle that?" Dean suggested.

"Yeah... Right... You go get patched up." Sam replied before Dean and Lacey left the bathroom.

"Just so you know, I'm driving." Lacey announced as she slipped her hand into Deans pocket to retrieve the keys.

The smirk that appeared on Deans lips was one that caused a tingling to spread out all over Laceys body.

"That's definitely not my keys." Dean responded the smirk still evident on his face. It was then that Lacey knew the stab wound wasn't deep nor dire. Dean was too much himself right then to be in too much pain. Playfully teasing her as he usually did.

"I know." She responded, flashing him her own smirk before lifting her other hand. "I already have them." She added before pulling her other hand out of his pocket.

"You'd make an excellent criminal if the hunting business falls through." Dean complimented as the two walked out of the building and around to the parking lot together.

"I thought you already knew, being a hunter and a criminal go hand in hand. You're wanted in, what? 7 different states? Lucy and I are wanted in 5." Lacey said as they reached the impala.

"Oddly enough, your wanted woman status makes you that much more attractive." Dean said.

"Oh shut up and get in the car." Lacey said with a laugh.

The red heels that Lacey had worn that night lie on the floor of Deans bedroom in the bunker. Dean and Lacey were in one of the bathrooms inside of the bunker, this one nearest Deans room. A first aid kit sat open beside where Lacey sat upon the toilet, the lid closed so she was more eye level with the wound on Deans side, she was just finishing cleaning and bandaging the wound before standing.

"Now you rest." Lacey ordered gesturing out of the bathroom, Dean obliged heading out of the bathroom and to his bedroom, Lacey following shortly behind.

"You know, you're kind of bossy." Dean commented as the two walked into his room, he was already shirtless so that Lacey could gain better access to his wound.

"Are you complaining?" She asked as he sat on the bed and she followed, climbing onto the bed to lie on her side upon one side of it.

"Not at all, bossy is how I like you... Among other things." Dean teased.

"Oh? What other things?" Lacey asked.

"Well, naked for starters." He replied as he laid on the bed facing her his hand reaching out to brush her hair off from her shoulder and in the process revealing her neck which had already begun to bruise. He cringed at the sight before lifting his beautiful green-hazel eyes to hers.

"I'm sorry. I know you said I didn't hurt you, but I still know my hands put those bruises there." His hand brushed over the bruises on her neck before Lacey lifted a hand to find his. She pulled it away from her neck and laced their fingers together for a moment. She couldn't linger on what had happened between them earlier in that bathroom. She didn't want to. So she did what she always did in times like that. Changed the subject.

"I thought you wanted to see me naked?" And boy, did that change of subject really work to her advantage...and Deans too, after all, he had gotten what he had wanted.

"Lacey... Would it kill you to put some clothes on?" Lucy whined to her sister who was currently working to make breakfast in the kitchen of the bunker.

"I thought the flannel and shorts were acceptable attire for a chef fest in the kitchen." Lacey countered as she whipped at the bowl of eggs on the counter.

"Maybe if the shorts covered your butt cheeks...and you had more than just a bra on under that flannel... Or it was buttoned." Lucy said.

"I say nay to more clothes." Dean interjected as he entered into the kitchen, approaching Lacey from behind to wrap his arms around her waist and press a kiss to her neck.

"Ugh. Ill be in the study." Lucy groaned before leaving the two alone in the kitchen, Lacey couldn't help but laugh at her sisters exasperation.

"Special occasion?" Dean asked, knowing Lacey didn't go all out in the kitchen for nothing, he had worken up to the smell of bacon and sausage cooking.

"Kind of a goodb- I mean see you later gift, Lucy and I got a lead on that pack of vampires that we were tracking out of Alabama. We're heading off after we eat." She admitted, hating it more than ever that they'd have to go their separate ways, she'd miss waking up with her head resting on his chest. Lying there just to hear the rhythmic beating of his heart. Sometimes lulled back to sleep by his deep steady breathing. Or how when in the middle of the night when he was half asleep he'd roll over and wrap his arms around her waist and pull her close to his chest.

It was as if she could never get enough of him, every time she saw him she felt as if she needed him a little bit more. Every time she saw him it got harder to leave. Sometimes she wished she'd never have to leave him, that her and Lucy could just stay with the boys, that they could all just leave the hunting business behind them... But it was in their blood, to save people, to kill the monsters, it wasn't just their job, it was their reason for living.

Breakfast came and went, signaling the time for the girls to depart. Lacey had finally gotten dressed in her typical get up, making Lucy happy. The two girls sat in their car with the boys on either side, Lacey in the driver's seat. Dean leaned over and into the car door.

"Do not hesitate to call us, if you need any help, we'll be there. This packs given you trouble before, just be careful." Dean said. lacey grinned at his concern but gave a shake of her head.

"Don't worry, we can handle a pack of blood suckers. They're no problem for us, you know that. I'll call if we need you, though." Lacey assured him before pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

"see you later, Hot stuff." She teased before starting up the car.

"Yeah, see you later... Lucy, keep a close eye on your loose canon sister." Dean said over Lacey to Lucy, Lucy laughed a nodded.

"Always do. But seriously, don't worry. We can handle this." if only Lucy knew just how wrong she was about that.