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Christina's POV

I watched as Rebecca returned home from a walk her head shaking sadly. I walked into the hallway and saw Rebecca sitting on the stairs her head resting on the wall. "Are you okay?" I asked sitting down next to her. She slowly shook her head as she leaned on my shoulder. "Okay, what happened?"

"Zach called," she whispered trying really hard not to cry. "He said someone had gotten him out of jail, but when I went to the place to meet him he was gone." She covered her face with her hands as she cried. "I'm an idiot!" She screamed tears dropping from in between her fingers.

"You're not an idiot, sweetie!" I said rubbing her back gently. "If you said Zach had gotten out he might had to run away. Saw a cop and got scared." Her crying slowed down. She looked up at me her eyes tear free.

"Thank you for that." She said her voice dark and hard. I looked at her confused before I felt something smack across my head. I fell into darkness again, but I saw something that made my stomach twist. Rebecca's eyes turning white. Great, I thought before unconsciousness consumed me. Twice by the same shape-shifter. Some hunter I am.

End of Christina's POV

~U.M.S.~

Sam's POV

I had just ran into Dean who was complaining at the pictures the cops had of him. "That looks nothing like me." He complained loudly in my ear. I rolled my eyes as we searched for the Impala. "Where did that freak hide you sweetheart?" He called out as if his car was a living person instead of a piece of metal with four wheels.

"Dean," I groaned rounding a corner and stopping him before the squad car I saw could spot him. "You need to be more careful." I said and allowed him to move after the car disappeared around the corner. The impala was sitting behind a fence and Dean rushed towards it throwing his arms against the bumper.

"Oh, hi there sweetheart." He breathed and gave a quick kiss on the trunk. "You look very fine." He said making me roll my eyes.

"Dean's it's just weird for a grown man to sweet talk a car." I groaned as I looked up. My heart dropped in the pit of my stomach. "Dean it's the cops!" I saw his once smiling face paled a he hesitated. "I'll distract them. They don't have anything on me. Just get that shape-shifter before it kills another victim." I waved my arms and jumped up and down the cops lights lit up and I ran. Glancing over my shoulder as I turned a corner away from Dean. The cop was following me. I smiled at my victory. I heard the Impala skid out of the alley way and it disappeared around a corner.

~U.M.S.~

Like I had told Dean, the cops had nothing on me. So I was released a few hours later and I decided to see how Rebecca and Christina were doing. As I arrived at Rebecca's house she had told me that Christina had left. I accepted the beer that Rebecca had offered and I stared at the fire burning in the fire place the darkness playing with my face. I stared at the flames before something broke across the back of my head and I fell to the floor. Unconsciousness came quickly I didn't have time to scream.

End of Sam's POV

Dean's POV

Great, I thought as I climbed down the man hole cover down to the sewers where Sam and I had been about a day ago. Not only do I have to come back down here in this stinking Hell Hole, but that damned shape-shifter was now parading in my body doing God knows what making me the bad guy. I stopped and glanced up at the roof of the sewers my green eyes catching hanging pieces of flesh and slime. Left over me. I thought picking up a piece of what looked like my ear off on of the low hanging pipes and held in a gag. Yummy.

I held my pistol in my hands ready to send silver bullets ringing through the body of the son of bitch when I saw something move behind some steam. My hunter instincts told me to fire, Give it the Element of Surprise but my instincts were telling me to get closer to wait. It was a good thing I decided to listen to my instincts instead of my hunter one, Rebecca was struggling in some rope tied to the same wall Sam had been the last time I was in there. She was freaked. I couldn't blame her.

"Hey, it's okay." I said carefully cutting the ropes. "It's just me."

"I know." She said her eyes wild with fear. "I was jumped just a couple of hours ago and I blacked out after I saw that...thing change into me. Cripes. Christina's all alone there."

"I'm sure she can handle herself." I said as I helped her towards the exit. She is a Winchester...I hope.

End of Dean's POV

~U.M.S.~

Sam's POV

I woke up feeling my head spinning with pain. I heard something move in the game room, I was now tied up in. I shot my eyes over towards the noise and felt anger flowing through me. Dean was dragging a limp form of Christina behind him. His eyes flashed white as he tossed her on the floor with a small grunt coming from her. It made me relax barely knowing she was alive. He turned to look at me and he smiled.

"Well," he said his voice matching my brother's perfectly. "How'd you do?" He mocked stepping over Christina and was now inches away from my face. "How does it feel to be tied up by your brother knowing he's going to be killing you in a matter of seconds."

"You're not my brother. You'll never be my brother."

"Why I am as close to your brother then the original. Maybe I'll stay in here just a bit longer. He's got some amazing qualities that the girls will love." He smiled as he pulled a knife from the cutting block and turned around the blade flashing in the moonlight. "But first I need to take care of a couple of loose ends." He took a step towards me his eyes flashing back to Dean's green ones before glancing to his left. Christina wasn't on the ground anymore. His eyes darted nervously around the room.

"Die you bastard!" I heard Christina scream as she leaped from behind the pool table and landed hard on his back making him drop the knife just inches from my foot. I looked back up and saw her being flung around still holding tightly around fake Dean's neck. She closed her fists and was pounding him hard in the head and he finally dropped. She kicked him a couple of times before grabbing the knife and cutting the rope that held me to the chair.

"Thanks." I breathed and pulled her behind me. She was in no position to fight a shape-shifter. "Had enough?" I asked as fake Dean slowly stood up his face twisted in a sneer.

"Not on your life." He spat and he charged after me. I felt myself flying through the air landing hard on the corner of the pool table. I let out a groan but jumped to my feet when I heard a scream. It wasn't Christina's scream, it was Rebecca's. I lifted my head and saw Dean holding a pistol at his shape-shifter self and glared. "Go ahead shoot you pussy." The fake Dean said with a smile. Dean hesitated. Just hesitated long enough for his evil twin tackled him sending his pistol sliding under the pool table and into my hand. I jumped up and fired five rounds into the shape-shifter's body without blinking. Silver bullets and blood covered the floor.

That's when we heard the cop sirens off in the distance. I looked over at Christina who nodded her bloody face managed to look happy as I glanced over at Dean who was ripping off his necklace off the dead shape-shifter. And for good measure kicked him in the side. I had to chuckle. I guess he wasn't happy with him. I thought as we ran towards the Impala. Rebecca stood at the her doorway waving at us before closing the door and we screamed away barely missing the cops as we rounded a quick corner.

End of Sam's POV