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Daisy opened her eyes groggily and was hit with a wave of pain. Her head was killing her. She couldn't see much, everything was a bit blurry. She could vaguely make out a dark figure standing in front of her, but everything else just blended into the back ground.

Where am I she thought to herself. She wasn't a party child. She hated them. So it wasn't likely that she had woken up in the middle of the city after some wild, all night rave or something. Then again she definitely wasn't at home in bed. Ok Daisy, don't panic. What's the last thing you remember? She thought to herself. She had been watching supernatural,gone to the bathroom to get ready for bed and Binkers had broken that glass… then it all came back to her, the horrible face, being in another world, Sam, the Winchester brothers, Dean's double. Oh no, he must have knocked me out.

She started to see things more clearly; the dark figure was the shape shifter. He was holding a mobile playing with the keys. She looked around. Sam was leaning up against a pillar with his hands tied behind his back. It looked like he was still unconscious. Great. She thought, mentally yelling at him for leaving her to deal with this on her own. She found that her own arms were tied behind her back and she struggled with the binding for a minute or two before she realised that she wasn't getting out of it. She started feeling around for a pebble to chuck at Sam to try and wake him up. Her hand came across something wet and furry and she shuttered, hopping to god that it was just a fur coat wet from the ground. She highly doubted it though. The shape shifter left the cave, stomping angrily.

Finally she found what she was after. A small stone, well actually it was a pile of small stones which was good, because she couldn't through straight with her arms in front of her let alone tied behind her back. It might take her a couple of times. She through the first stone. As she had predicted, it went way off target. Damn. She took a second shot, she got closer, but she was still off by about half a meter. Third times the charm. She thought, hoping against hope that this would work. It made it. Taping him on the cheek. He stirred, not quite waking up. Come on. She through another one that hit him on the arm and he opened his eyes. Jumping slightly as he worked out where he was. He looked around spotting her, relief plastered all over his face.

"Thank god your ok, where is Dean, is he alright?"

"I'm not sure I cant seem to remember..." Daisy looked down at herself frustrated. Her school skirt was covered in muck and her shirt was damaged beyond repair. her stockings were so shredded that there was basically nothing left and her shoes were scratched white. "Oh no, Mum's going to kill me when I get home, if I get home that is."

Sam looked around nervously, looking for some sign of Dean. Then they heard foot steps coming towards the room.

"Quickly, pretend you're asleep." He whispered.

She nodded once and shut her eyes, slumping against the pillar as if unconscious.

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Sam saw her close her eyes then he turned back towards the entrance. The shape shifter was getting closer, he could hear it. he started to rub the rope binding his wrists against the beam he was leaning against. If he could some how get lose he might be able to knock the thing out. He doubted it though. Dean had always been a better fighter then him and if this thing had managed to take out Dean then he had no hope. Especially as he was still quite dizzy from being knocked out.

The Shape shifter walked in, he was looking down but looked up when Sam cleared his throat.

"I see your awake."

"Where am I."

"Doesn't matter."

"Where's Dean!"

"He's sure got issues with you." Said the shape shifter, a mixture of amusement and jealousy plastered all over his face. "You got to go to college. He had to stay home. I mean, I had to stay home, with dad. You don't think I had dreams of my own? But dad needed me! Where the hell were you?

"Where is my brother?"

The Dean look alike seemed to lose his cool at that, he jumped on the spot and stomped over to him, yelling in his face. "I am your brother! See... deep down, I'm just jealous. You've got friends. You've got a life. Me? I know I'm a freak. And sooner or later, everyone's gonna leave me."

Sam was confused.

"What are you talking about?" Dean didn't think like that did he. He was wrong Sam would never leave Dean. But you already have. Don't you remember, you went to collage.

"You left. Hell, I did everything dad asked me to and he still left me! No explanation, no nothing, just poof! Left me with your sorry ass! But still, this life isn't without its perks. I mean, I meet the nicest people!" Sam choked he knew what was coming and he started filing at his binding faster, "Like little Becky. You know... Dean would bang her if he had the chance. Let's see what happens!"

He flipped open the mobile, dialing the number (Sam assumed) of Rebecca's house.

"Hey, Becca, its Dean. No don't hang up. Look Sam's pretty upset about lying to you so I just thought I would explain why we did what we did." There was a Pause as Rebecca answered, "Well could I come round now and we could talk. Ok ill be there in ten minutes." He snapped the phone shut giving Sam an evil Grin. "Well, I guess this is good bye then."

"Hey, if you know Dean so well, you'll also know that, you won't get away with this."

"Maybe, but I don't think you or Dean will be coming after me any time soon." He through the phone at Sam and left.

"What do you mean?" Sam shouted after him.

Daisy immediately opened her eyes, looking around. She glanced over at Sam. His eyes had a far away look in them. He was worried.

"Don't worry," She said cheerfully, she had remembered where he was, "he's alright."

"How do you know." Daisy turned her head slightly as if waiting for something. Then he heard it. There was a dull coughing sound from behind him and then his ears filled with the familiar and extremely welcome sound of Deans voice.

"That better be you Sam and not that freak of nature!"

Sam gave a laugh of relief, giving Daisy a grateful expression. "Yeah it's me, the freak of nature went to Becca's looking like you."

"Yeah well, he's not stupid. He picked the handsome one!"

At that Daisy burst out laughing. "And who's this? Not another collage friend in need of our help, I hope."

Sam sniggered, "This is Daisy, she's… well actually, I don't know who she is, she wouldn't tell me until we met up with you."

"Well you've met me now, who are you?"

"Later, I'm not really sure myself at the moment. All you need to know right now is that I can help."

"No problem. Ok Collage boy, have you got a plan to get out of here?"

"Well actually…" he seemed to reach back a little further behind the beam, then there was a snap and Sam was standing, "I just might." He said pulling a pocket knife out with a cocky expression on his face. He cut the bonds holding Daisy and Dean. "Come on."

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They ran all the way to Becca's house but stopped short when they saw the cop cars.

"Go back, go back." Warned Sam as he spotted them. There was no way they were getting there while the cops where after Dean.

They ran. Seeing an intersection, Dean and Daisy ran right and Sam ran left. Dean saw Sam turn the other way and jumped behind some constructionbins, dragging Daisy with him. She fell into a pile of garbage bags and started struggling to get out of them until Dean hit her on the arm. She looked up and Dean made the shush sign. He looked over the rim of the bins; he was just about to call out to Sam to come back when he saw the cops come around the corner.

He ducked down behind the bins, cursing under his breath. He peaked over the rim once again just in time to see the cops arrest Sam. They looked around; talking to each other in voices Dean couldn't hearbefore walking back the way they had come. Marching Sam out in front of them, with his hands behind his back. Samglancedin their direction, spotting Deanlooking over at him and shook his head slightly.

As soon as they where out of sight Dean stood up, offering a hand to Daisy. She got up gratefully. It hadn't been very comfortable stuck in the middle of all those bags. Dean let go of her hand running over to a wall, he slammed his fists against it kicking it with all his might. Muttering a couple of choice curses under his breath before he calmed down and turned around to her.

"Ok, they cant hold him for long. He didn't do anything. I can't go and get him, though, because if I set foot in that station, I'm never gonna be allowed to drive my car again. We've got to go back into that sewer and find something to help us."

"Ok, well, lets go."

Dean looked Daisy over, sighing. "We really need to get you some new clothes. No many people wear school uniforms here and if they do they don't look like that." He said, pointing at her cloths.

"Yeah, but after we've gone through the sewer. I don't want to buy new clothes only to have them destroyed."

"Ok, but I gotta warn you, anything you wear is going to get ruined pretty quick, its part of the job."

He walked offin the direction ofthe sewer entrance, Daisy, jogging to catch up to him. They walked past a TV store. Daisy glanced in the window, hopping to see how destroyed her uniform really was, and saw Deans face plastered in the middle of one ofthe screen.

"Dean!" she said in a loud whisper, trying not to draw attention to herself, "Dean, look."

He stopped and Turned around to face her. "What is it?" he asked a little frustrated that she had stopped. She didn't seem to notice his frustration, just pointed towards the window.

"watch." He turned towards it and gasped when he came face to face with himself.

"Crap!"

"Shush, don't draw attention to it."

"Man, it's not even a good picture!" he whined.

"Trust me. It's good enough."

"Come on, we should get off the main street so people don't see us."

They took the back streets from then on until they made it to a man whole. Dean glanced around before quickly removing the heavy cover plate. A horrible stench filled the air, making Daisy gag.

"Caaw, do we – cough – have to – cough, cough – go down there again?" she asked coughing profusely.

"Unfortunately, yes." he motioned towards the whole, "ladies first." She glared at him, but climbed down the whole.

It was disgusting. It stunk even worse down there and everything was covered in a brown slime. Daisy shuddered and moved out of the way to allow Dean to come down. She made sure not to go near the walls, even if her school uniform was already destroyed from being dragged down there about 6 hours earlier, she couldn't stand the idea of getting more of that crap (literally) on herself.

"Ah, great." Dean yelled she he jumped down into a dark puddle which splashed the brown slime all over his pants, he looked over at Daisy, a slightly disgusted expression on his face, "What did I tell you."

He shock his head and took off down the tunnel, Daisy close on his heals.

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They ran to the chamber, passing piles of the gooey, puck inducing, discarded flesh as they went. They slowed down as they entered the shape shifters dwelling. Daisy looked around, she spotted an unconscious Becca leaning against the far poll. She whacked Dean on the arm before running over to her. She checked her pulse. It was there. "She's just unconscious." She yelled back at dean, who walked over mumbling something about violent women underneath his breath. He took out his pocket knife and cut the rope that was binding her to the poll.

Daisy lightly shock her awake.

"Becca, are you ok?" she asked. Becca's eyes immediately darted over to Dean.

"Please, don't hurt me any more." Dean looked hurt and opened his mouth slightly as if to answer. Nothing came out so Daisy answered for him.

"Don't worry, it wasn't this dean who hurt you. It was just some one who looked like him." Becca looked at Dean suspiciously, but seemed to accept this answer. Daisy continued, "Becca, I need you to tell me what happened."

"It attacked me. I was walking home from the hospital, because it's just a couple of blocks from my house and I needed to clear my head, you know." Daisy nodded reassuringly, "And it jumped me from behind. But I don't understand why it did that. People are going to notice I'm gone, I mean I was just attacked, there are cops all over my house."

"It must have changed into her. But why, what's the point? What's it got to gain?" Dean said this, making Becca jump.

"Dean." Daisy jumped up. She had just recalled the ending of the episode."Sam! The cops would have let him out by now, and what's the first thing he would do if he couldn't find you."

"Go and see… Becca." Dean's face contorted in fear.

"Dean, it's after Sam."

TBC

Sorry about the wait guys.I couldnt remember what happened in the episode so i had to write it asI remembered. Im not reallyhappyof this Chapter so be critical. Ill never learn if you dont tell me whats wrong with it. Anyway, thats all from me for now, I promiseI will update quicker this time. R&RBURGIRHIG...