Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural (which is probably a good thing b/c I wouldn't know what to do with them if I did own it.)

A/N: So, after getting suggestions to continue this, here's chapter 2!


Dean's POV

Man, it is way too hot in Houston! We should've gone to Wisconsin instead.

"Sam, remind me why we came to southeast Texas in September?" I asked.

"It was because you wanted to see college girls with nice tans." Sam responded with a pointed look, as if to say it's your fault I'm melting, Dean.

"Oh yeah…hey look, here comes one now. I think I'll go interrogate her. Later, Sammy!" I turned around mid-walk and followed the cute brunette. Her hair was straight and reached halfway down her back. She was wearing a thin, pink t-shirt, a black miniskirt and had a great pair of legs to go with that skirt. This is gonna be fun!

"Hey there. What's your name?" She turned to look at me. Great view from the front, too. Nice rack.

"Julie. Hey, you look familiar. Have we met?" Her eyes were curious.

"No, I'd remember a pretty girl like you." Her smile grew. "So, I'm new in town, and heard about the recent death."

"Oh my gosh! It's so tragic! The girl who died? She was gonna transfer to Rice University in January. She wanted to be a doctor. She was in my English class and was so nice. You know, I heard she was mauled by an animal. When they found her, she was covered in blood and claw marks. I don't know how I'm gonna get through class today knowing she's gone." A sob escaped her.

"That must be hard. Hey, why don't you give me your phone number and we can talk more later?" I gave her a hopeful smile. She nodded her head gratefully. Sweet!

Sam's POV

"So you didn't see anything when you left the campus that night?"

"I saw plenty of things! But nothing that had anything to do with that girl's death." She rolled her eyes like I was some sort of idiot. Why do I get the strange ones?

"Ok, well. Thank you for your time. If you hear anything, please let me know." And I walked out the door of the campus library. After looking around, I headed for the food court. Dean has to be somewhere, right?

I found him alone at a table, with a burger in his hands.

"You get anything from the girl?" He held up a piece of paper, grinning.

"Anything relevant to the case?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Blood and claw marks on the body. Hellhound?"

"Or werewolf, maybe? A big city like this, I don't see any crossroads suitable for making deals."

"Point taken. So we stake out the campus and watch for humans with animalistic tendencies?"

"Sounds good to me. Hey, it's that girl from the parking lot the other day. The one who kept staring at us." She was sitting in an armchair with her legs tucked up underneath her, reading a book. She had short, blonde hair, was wearing a black Hard Rock Café t-shirt, and blue jeans.

"The one who tore out of there like her ass was on fire?" He turned to look. "Yep, that's her. Let's go." He got up and headed over to her. I quickly followed.

"Hey." She looked up, and her green eyes got round. She blinked fast a couple times.

"Um. Hi." She offered a small smile. She looked a little confused. And scared. "Um, what can I do for you?"

"I'm agent Tyler; this is agent Perry. We're investigating the recent death." Dean held out his hand. She took it.

"And you're FBI agents?" She had a small smile on her face.

"That's right."

"And you're dressed in street clothes so you don't attract too much attention around campus, right?" I swear she was almost smirking.

"You got it in one. What's your name?" Dean asked.

"Joan Jett."

Ok, I couldn't help it. I had to laugh at that. The look on Dean's face was amazing. A mixture of shock, amazement and confusion.

"Ok, fine. Don't tell me." Now he just looked annoyed.

"Well, Agent Tyler, you can't really expect me to tell you my real name when you're here lying to me about your name."

"How do you know I'm lying?"

"I kinda just assumed. I'm an Aerosmith fan, and I just have hard time believing your names. If you hadn't admitted to lying you might have been able to convince me otherwise." Now she was trying hard not to laugh.

"Anyway. What can you tell us about the girl who died?" Time to get us back on track.

"Absolutely nothing. I didn't know the girl. I saw her around here maybe once or twice. I didn't find out about the death 'til the next day. My professor said it might've been an animal."

"Well, Joan, be sure to call if you see anything." Dean handed her a business card with…MY cell number? Oh, he'll pay.

"Anything like what?" She looked confused.

"Anything strange. People acting erratically. Anything that jumps out at you as unusual or dangerous."

"Ok. Oh Agent?"

"What?"

"I'll tell you my name if you tell me yours."

"It's Dean."

"Rachel." She smiled again.

"And I'm Sam. Make sure you do call if you see or hear anything."

"Sure will. I gotta get to class. Nice meeting you both. Bye!" She walked off.

"Joan Jett. Please! At least ours we're slightly less obvious." Dean grumbled.

"Only slightly. I bet that was her point. She wanted you to know she saw through the aliases." I smirked at his annoyance. I thought it was funny.

"Whatever. Let's head back to the motel. I have a cute brunette to call."


A/N: And that was chapter 2! I don't really have much to say about it. I hope it was better than the first chapter. Please Review!