A/N: So sorry it took so long to update this! I got busy with school until a couple weeks ago :/ anywho... I'm thickening the plot now ;) In case you haven't seen before, there's pictures up on my profile so you can get a feel for who Kendall, Angelique, and Bradley look! Enjoy and please R/R!

Dean walked behind Angelique. He couldn't help but take in the way she always smiled brightly at the staff that walked to and fro. When they made it to where the cameras were set, Dean finally decided to ask what they were doing back at the set from yesterday.

"Why are we back here?" Dean asked.

Angelique laughed lightly and spun around. "You didn't think I was done after we left the set, did you?"

"Well, yeah," Dean said sheepishly.

"We still have some shots to shoot," Angelique explained. While she talked, her hands moved around. "Making a video isn't a quick process. At least, it isn't if you want a good video. If you're shooting a viral video then it's whatever can be done in the amount of time and film you have."

Dean nodded. Seconds later, he noticed Bradley walking angrily toward the two. He groaned.

"Really?" Bradley asked once he sidled up beside Angelique. "You're still trailing after her?"

"It's my job to trail after her," Dean replied. It was mostly true. After all, Bradley didn't need to know about how there was something supernatural after Angelique.

"I thought your job was to find out what the hell's going on around here?"

"My job is to protect Angelique from whatever the hell is going on around here and to find out what it is so it can be stopped," Dean replied. He stepped in close to Bradley. Dean's eyes blazed with eagerness that he was going to win against Bradley.

The two stared one another down, willing the other to just blink. Dean couldn't help but take in the almost yellow hue of Bradley's eyes. In fact, he almost thought he saw the hazel shift to a lighter color that looked almost yellow.

"You talk like it's not just some stalker after her," Bradley remarked.

"Well if it doesn't have the guts to even say hi to the girl, then it's not worth being thought of as a human," Dean said. He almost let out a sigh of relief. He'd almost gotten caught, after all. But he'd smoothed it over.

At least he hoped he had.

"Bradley, stop trying to scare off Angelique's bodyguard! It's not working."

Dean looked up to see Kendall standing behind Bradley. Her blonde locks fluttered with the light wind that blew, her hip was cocked to the side, and she wore a bored expression.

"He doesn't even look like a real bodyguard," Bradley said.

"Deal with it," Kendall said. "It's who she hired to look after her. Obviously, she thinks he can do the job."

Bradley scoffed. His eyes flashed over to Angelique, who had taken off to begin shooting the next scene. "His little partner would do a better job."

"What? Sammy?" Dean laughed. "The kid may be a giraffe but trust me, I've taken him down more times than I can count."

A silence fell over the three that were locked in a two-on-one battle.

Dean finally rolled his eyes and walked away from the two. He'd had enough of Bradley's disposition. He faintly noticed one of the two followed him. A look out of his peripheral showed that Kendall was following him.

"Hey," she said as she made her way up to him. "I'm sorry about Bradley. He's not exactly accepting of guys around Angelique. He even yells at the extras that just dance with her in the videos."

"Then the ones she rubs up against must get a mouthful," Dean muttered.

"Got that right," Kendall said. She laughed lightly under her breath. She continued walking beside him. The clicks from her heels met Dean's ears. He soon made it to where Sam stood.

Dean stood beside Sam, blatantly ignoring his brother while he spoke with Kendall. Dean couldn't help but chuckle; couldn't his brother tell Kendall was flirting with him?

Dean looked over at Angelique, who was basically having sex on screen while mouthing the words. Off to the side stood a glowering Bradley.

"Hey, Kendall," Dean said. "What do you know about Bradley?"

"Oh, not much," Kendall admitted. "He shows up one day and gets handed a meager job. He slowly works his way into Angelique's circle of friends and then the rest is history."

Dean couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Bradley. He kept his eyes on Bradley, hoping to find something out-of-place with him. Instead, it seemed like Bradley just knew someone was keeping tabs on him. He kept still in his spot watching Angelique sing the chorus to the song she was making the video to.

"Truthfully, I get chills when I'm around him," Kendall admitted. "He kinda gets this feeling, or attitude would better describe it, around him when the others are around him. Kinda like he's trying to make Angelique territory and she's his or something."

Dean's eyes widened at that. He shot a look at Sam. Sam shot him back a look that agreed with what Dean had running through his head. They had a feeling they knew what was going on now.

Dean motioned inconspicuously for him to follow him. Sam nodded in return, just as secretively.

"Can I borrow Sam here for a second?" Dean asked. He smiled stiffly at Kendall when she nodded easily toward him. She turned away from Sam and Dean. She walked away toward where Angelique was. Dean waited a moment for Sam to follow, but noticed Sam was instead watching Kendall's backside. Dean groaned and practically pulled Sam against his will toward where they were going.

"Why didn't I think of this before?" Dean cursed himself. He began pacing back and forth. "I should've noticed something off about that Bradley guy as soon as we had our first confrontation." Dean's hands flew over his locks in agitation.

"Want me to do some background checking?" Sam asked.

"It's not going to tell us if the guy is a freak who has fetishes with calling territory on things! Like a—a dog!"

"Newspaper clippings will tell us if this is the first time he's done something like this, or if death has followed him since before he came here," Sam offered.

Dean looked up. He wondered why he hadn't thought of that before. He looked at Sam and nodded. "You're right. Do that."