Sioux Falls, SD
January 20th,1997 (almost 6 years later)
Chase woke up with light streaming in through her skylight into her eyes. Rolled over in her twin bed to the clock this read "8:35 am Jan 20". Had she really been living here for almost 6 years? Everything seemed like it had happened so fast, her moving in and everything. Today was Chase's birthday her 16th to be exact. She sat up in bed and stretched. Chase got out of bed in her usual Pajamas a rock band t-shirt and plaid pants, then walked up to her mirror. She saw her reflection and went into her Sherlock mode. 16 year old female with freckles, and a light complexion. Ash blonde hair, messy, blue green eyes, scar in a crescent under her right eye, mid-build, tomboy. She really had grown up to look more like her father. Chase had inherited her father's angled jaw and that sly look in his eye. She looked around her wood paneled room. She had moved everything that was in the backseat of the charger to her room. Books where on every flat surface. Her weapons cabinet was near her bed on the far wall and a trunk at the foot of said bed. The trunk was filled with parts of guns, knives, the microwave down stairs and everything she had fixed or invented in that house and her tools. Another trunk held her books, that was next to her desk. Her desk was on the wall next to the mirror. The desk was covered with other tools, pens, papers, pencils, and parts. Then on the wall opposite of the door that led down stairs was her 'Music Corner' at least that was Sam called it. It had her guitar, players for her vinyl and tape collection which were in the shoe boxes. Her Dad's violin was resting just ontop of its case on a little table. Her clothes were kept in the closet to the right of her bed and nightstand. Her forest green hammock was set up on the other side of her closet. She smiled to herself as she walked over to her nightstand. There was a framed picture of her and her dad and another photo of her and her brothers. That was when she heard the familiar roar of the impala's engine on the gravel in front of the house. She started to smile then she heard the front door open downstairs. Chase ran to her closet and grabbed a pair of jeans, and a black shirt and her favorite combat boots. She slipped them on and then on her way out of the room she grabbed her father's leather jacket off the hook next to the room and ran down the old attic stairs.
When she was at the bottom of the stairs she saw Dean enter the door, he was 17 about to turn 18 but he always looked older than he was. Dean had this huge smile on his face as Sam entered the door. Sam matched Dean's smile. Chase was surprised and smiled wide "what are you two doing here? with the Impala too!?" Dean came up to her and messed up her already messy hair "Well it was your birthday and our Dad was on a hunt, so we decided to head on up here." Sam chimed in "Happy birthday Chase!" and Sam gave her a hug. Then it was Dean's turn "Happy birthday Chasey." He hugged her closer then let go "Where is Bobby?" Chase answered with "Probably out in the scrap yard working on something. Let's go." Chase was already out of the door running towards the scrap yard. Sam and Dean were in tow behind her. When they reached the scrap yard they saw bobby working on a vintage motorcycle. Dean yelled out "Hey, Bobby what are you working on?" with a grin on his face. Bobby replied "What does it look like ya idjit? A Motorcycle for Ch- Wait Dean! Sam! I told you to keep Chase out of the scrap yard till tonight!" Chase was confused "wait Bobby you planned for them to come in?" Bobby looked angrily at the Winchesters. "ya idjits!" Dean smiled his cheeky grin "Couldn't help it I wanted to see her reaction." Chase's eyes widened "is that mine?" the boys smiled and Sam replied "yea Chase! It is yours we all helped to get it up and running." Chase looked at Dean with this smug look on his face he loved seeing her all girly like this. She never was this girly. Bobby reached into his jeans pocket and grabbed the keys and threw them to Chase. Chase caught them in her right hand and smiled wide. Then she turned her attention to the bike in front of her. It was as a 1942 Harley-Davidson XA, the motorcycle she had always wanted, the military issue. With the star, and the holsters for guns mounted on the front, army green. She was ecstatic, Chase ran up to Bobby and hugged him and couldn't stop saying thank you. Dean and Sam where standing next to each other smiling. Sam nudged Dean and Chase turned around then hugged the two Winchester brothers. "Thank you boys!" she then kissed both of them on their cheeks. Bobby laughed and the boys blushed but Chase didn't notice she was too excited. "Is it ready for me to ride?" Bobby answered "almost, just a few minor adjustments then you can go." Chase turned to Dean "the impala vs. my bike let's see who wins." Dean took a step forward towards Chase "we already know the impala beats the Charger." He made a sly grin. "THAT WAS ONE RACE! YOU CHEATED TOO! YOU CIPHENED MY GAS!" Chase retorted. Dean stepped closer and that was when Sam came between them and said "GUYS! We can settle this later let's just let Bobby finish the bike and we will go inside. Okay?" Chase and Dean didn't break eye contact, neither of them blinked. Sam was staring and wondering when either of them would . Bobby broke the stare down with "Hey you two idjits, how about you kiss make up and get in the house. There's pie." Chase then got closer and said "Pucker up buttercup" with her signature grin. Dean blushed and blinked and backed up. "Let's get back to the house and have some pie." Chase and Dean replied in unison "PIE?!" Bobby added in "yes pie, its chocolate Chase's favorite." Chase ran towards the house without hesitation, Dean was behind her yelling "DON'T EAT ALL THE PIE FATASS!" Sam smiled "I guess they didn't notice you said pie the first time, huh Bobby?" Bobby laughed as Sam ran behind the two older kids. Bobby went back to fixing the bike with a smile on his face.
Chase and Dean had fought over the pie for about 4 min Sam couldn't stop laughing during the whole thing. Chase took half and Dean took half of the pie. Now the three of them where sitting in the kitchen at the table. Dean had chocolate all over his face. Chase looked up from her pie, "Sammy do ya want anything?" Sam smiled and said "maybe some of the pie" and laughed. Chase got a plate from the cupboard and then a fork. She went to the table and took a part of her pie and gave it so Sam. "Here ya go Sammy." She smiled then returned to eating her pie. Sam had been joking but he was happy that Chase had given him part of the pie. He knew she probably wouldn't do it again, ever. Dean sat on the other side of the table slack jawed that she had given away part of her pie. "Keep that mouth open and the flies will try to take that pie from you Dean." said Chase not looking up from the pie in a playful tone. Dean went back to eating his mouthful of pie while Sam sat between the two of them smiling.
When they were done they cleaned up the kitchen they went up to Chase's room. Chase sat on her bed, Dean sat in her hammock on the other side of the room and Sam sat at Chase's desk. "I really like what you have done with the place." "Thanks Dean." Chase replied "so what have you guys been up to?" "The norm: dad has hunts, we stay at motels, go to public school, sleep, eat, travel on the road." Sam said. "What about you Chasey?" asked Dean. "well I am homeschooled now, I eat, sleep and stay here. Or if I am bored I go around town and help Bobby with the scrap yard." She sighed. "You know you guys are so lucky, you get to go out and hunt every once in a while. Well not yet for you Sammy but still." Sam retorted "well, it's not all it is cracked up to be. I am always the Freak and Dean is always the Charmer." Chase laughed . Dean looked at Sam like he was about to kill him. Chase went into almost lounging position "I really missed you guys." Dean got up from the hammock and walked over to Chase. Chase was surprised; Sam knew what was going on. "I am going to go check on the bike." Sam practically ran down the stairs. "Hey Chase, can you be honest with me?" Chase blinked rapidly being caught off guard "yea, I can." Dean sat down on the bed next to Chase. "Chase, are you okay?" Dean asked looking at her with this look that Chase couldn't describe. "yea, I'm fine. Don't worry about me Dean." Dean exhaled "It's just that last time we were here I saw you in your one of your 'Frenzies'". Chase's eyes went wide "Chase, I asked Bobby and he told me everything." He hugged her close and she was frozen. "What started this one?" Chase asked Dean answered with "I was downstairs while Bobby and Sam went out shopping. I heard you playing violin then suddenly a thud. I called your name and I ran up here and you were on the floor tense and murmuring 'Jake', 'Dad', 'Jasper' and 'Kane' over and over. You were crying and you had the violin in your hand and the bow was on the floor. I didn't know what to do so I put you in the bed and stayed there till you calmed down. Then you didn't remember that I was there so I just acted like I wasn't. But Chase what the hell is this?" Chase took a deep breath. "When I was little my dad read me Sherlock Holmes stories. I told my Dad I wanted to exactly like him. He always laughed at me when I said that." Chase smiled a little. "So I spent years teaching myself how to deduce.-" Dean interrupted "what is that?" "I look at a person or a scene and I observe from what I observe I get rid of thoughts that make no sense until something makes sense." Dean gave a curious look "what does that have to do with anything?" "well what we found out that because of this, if someone close to me is suddenly gone, or leaves me utterly destroyed then when a trigger is well triggered my mind goes into a frenzy. it is like everything in my head that I have stored about a person or event is brought up at once and it ravages my brain." Chase started speaking faster and faster. "It makes my heart pump, the adrenaline courses in my veins, my vision blurs. I can't control it; it's like a shark in a feeding frenzy it can't stop. I have to bring up everything my brain has on file to learn about that person or event and I sort of lock myself in my head until it passes." She was shaking Dean had a worried look in his eyes. Tears came into Chase's eyes and she clenched her jaw. "Dean, if this ever leaves this room I will beat you. Sam cannot know about this, I am supposed to be strong for him too. He might look up to you, but he also looks up to me. You are one of the only people in this world that know about the "Frenzies". That isn't common knowledge Dean. Does Sam know?" Dean replied "No, he doesn't." Chase looked at Dean and her jaw slackened "I know you are an affectionate person Dean, when you want to be. That's why you are doing this, you know that I know that you are really just a big softie and so you don't see any use in hiding it around me. That we are close, but nowhere as close as you and Sam but it's because I am a girl you are doing this." Chase looked at Dean determined "Chase, how do you know that?" Dean asked with his eyes wide. "My Dad used to say that I am like Sherlock Holmes. I can learn almost everything about a person just by looking at them." Dean sat there astonished at what she was saying. "No wonder your Dad raised you like a hunter." Dean finally said after an almost endless silence. Dean then hugged Chase close and kissed her head "Chase, I am always here for you. I'm sorry I had to do this to you on your Birthday." Chase smiled and kissed Dean on the cheek hard "Just shut up, you did it because you were worried. What does Sam think we are talking about?" Dean was surprised at the affection, she usually only gave Sam that kind of affection, he then grinned "He thinks I am trying to talk to you about your brothers. I told him that I really needed to talk to you, he wanted to help, but I told him not to butt in." Chase smiled and hugged Dean who had an even bigger grin on his face. Dean promised himself that it wasn't just his job anymore to protect Sam, but it was also to protect Chase even if she didn't want him to. "Hey, Chasey do wanna race now?" Dean asked, Chase smiled then raced out of her room to the junkyard to get her bike. Dean sat there on Chase's bed, he thought to himself 'she might be like Sherlock Holmes but sometimes she can be like such a little kid. Even though she started hunting at such a young age, she can still act this way. How does she even do that?' His thoughts where interrupted by Chase screaming outside for Dean to get into the impala, so they could race. Dean smiled to himself as he went outside to the impala and Chase.
Chase's hair was even more tangled than usual, and her heart beat was going 90 to nothing. She felt like she was a live wire, electricity coursing through her veins. The race had been close but Chase beat the impala on her motorcycle. Sam couldn't stop laughing; Dean had this puppy dog look on his face. "So what was the winner supposed to get?" Chase couldn't stop smiling, "Nothing, because she cheated." Dean replied. "Aww c'mon, Dean don't be a sore loser, we said we were racing back to the house and I just happened to know all the best roads to take." Chase grinned wide and then went up to Sam. "Sammy do you think it's fair I beat your brother here?" Sam smiled and nodded his head then stood next to Chase and looked at his brother who was giving him the evil eye. Chase went up to Dean and slapped him upside the head. "Son of a bitch! What the hell Chasey?!" Dean exclaimed. "Doesn't be a sore loser," She said with a smile "I know you just let me win anyway." Dean was slack jawed; Sam was looking between them and wondering what he missed. Chase gave a sly grin to Dean and Sammy stared at her with wide eyes. Then Dean remembered that she was like Holmes, he could get nothing past her. Dean asked "rematch?" "Rematch." Chase answered. Sam was standing there still slack jawed and noticed that Chase and Dean hadn't broken eye contact once since the conversation started. Sam felt a twinge in his gut; he had always had a little crush on Chase. But Dean always this soft spot for her. If Sam ever mentioned her name Dean would have this light in his eyes that wasn't always there and the corners of his mouth would slightly turn up. On a few occasions they fought over who would have her. They never mentioned it because if Chase knew about that, she would probably hit both of them for fighting and for fighting over her. Dean was already in the impala calling for Sam to get in "Sam! Get in lets show her what this baby can do!" Chase was on her new bike starting the engine "Yea right you might be faster, but I am smarter and you know it." Chase called back to Dean as she revved off down the road, "First one to the other side of town wins!" called Chase from the motorcycle. "GET IN SAMMY!" Dean called. Sam ran to the Impala got in and the boys sped off after her. Chasing Chase.
Chase had gotten a head start but Dean was the winner, the brothers where waiting for Chase with huge smiles plastered on their faces. They were sitting on the hood of the Impala smiling at her and reminded her of her own two brothers. She smiled at them, turned off the engine, got off her bike and ran over to them. "Good job speed racer. You win the grand prix." She said to Dean and winked to the boys. Dean and Sam blushed. "Are you guys ready to head back?" Chase asked "Sam wanna ride with me?" Sam smiled and nodded, Dean looked a little jealous. "And Dean, if you want a ride later I can give ya one." Chase said with a sly grin on her face. "C'mon Sammy." Chase got on the bike then helped Sam get on. "Try and keep up!" she called back to Dean. "Hold on tight Sammy, your brother would kill me if you fell off." Sam held onto Chase close as Chase sped off. Dean followed behind. Chase called back to Sam "how ya feelin? I thought you might be tired of Dean's music." Sam replied "I'm doing good, Thanks Chase, for the ride." "no problem". Chase at that moment took the bike at top speed and raced down the road all the way back to Bobby's with Dean in tow.
When they got back to the house Chase's and Sam's hair was all messed up. Sam fixed his hair "thanks for the ride!" Chase hugged him and kissed his head "yeah yeah yeah, just get in the house and see what Bobby is doing." Sam let go and then ran up the steps to the house. Chase heard Dean's music, and turned around to face the road. Dean pulled up, killed the engine and got out of the car. Chase walked over and asked "When are you heading back?" Dean answered with a smile "Tomorrow afternoon". Chase let a smile surface, "that's good. Wanna watch some movies? We have the Clint Eastwood movies we like; Sammy can pick a movie or two for us all to watch later." Dean's face lit up "Hell yea!" he smiled like he was hiding something and then hugged Chase "happy birthday Victoria." Chase's eyes went wide and then her temper flared. "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME DEAN?" he smiled wider "Victoria, that's your name isn't it?" Chase tackled Dean and pinned him "yea, but you know not to call me that. I hate that name! That's why I use my middle name!" Dean had a huge smile on his face and he was now laughing. "I love it when you are angry. You are more interesting you know that?" Chase's temper flared again "YOU LITTLE-. " Dean then turned the tables to where he was on top of her pinning her to the ground. "And did I mention you also let your guard down when you get that mad?" Chase was now covered in dirt and so was Dean. Dean got up and held out his hand "here" Chase took in and got to her feet then fell into Dean's chest and she felt the amulet against her. Dean blushed, and for the first time Chase did too. They stood there like that for a moment then Dean hugged her. Dean whispered into her hair "Happy birthday Chase. Your dad would be so proud of how far you have come." Chase was shocked. Dean let his chin rest on the top of her head. Chase smiled "Thanks Dean." She then kissed Dean's cheek, causing him to blush. "Why do you always do that?" She smiled and answered "because it makes you blush, and it's like you calling me by my first name." Chase winked then walked up to the house; Dean watched her walk away for a moment then followed her in.