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'So' Sam started some conversation 'what is with this "witch" thing?'

He put emphasis on witch, trying to seem sceptical yet wary.

Damn he was a good actor.

'Oh well I guess I didn't explain it very well, watch out for that stop sign there! About six years ago my sisters and I were told that we were witches... turn left here Dean'

'Sister's eh?' Dean's interest pricked as he drove the car to Phoebe's house, 'if they're as hot as you I think I'll like it at your place...'

Phoebe gave him a dirty look.

'I'm just playing... and that was a compliment'

Sam sighed and whacked Dean across the back of the head from his position in the back seat, why did Dean insist on being such a sleaze?

'Sammy would you cut it out I'm driving here? Wouldn't want me to crash the car would ya? Coz you know I could do it without hurting myself...'

'But then the impala would be a wreck and you'd have to fix it all over again, and I think bobby is out of parts from the last time you crashed the car...'

'So you guys are pretty close eh?' asked Phoebe with a laugh

'Yeah, I guess so, driving around like this. Can't help but be close' said Sam

'So you guys are...'

'Brothers' said Dean quickly, knowing full well where this was going

Phoebe got where he thought she was going

'What? I didn't think you were... I mean, you haven't stopped hitting on me since I stopped your car... I mean... so, uuh... you guys are on the road a lot?' asked Phoebe, changing the subject quickly

'Yeah we kinda live in my car...'

'You don't have a house?'

'Not really, we've kinda been on a road trip for the last couple of years...' said Dean then noticing Phoebes weird looks hastily said 'kind of extended vacation I guess...'

'Yeah... so if you live on the road why don't you buy like, a bigger car? Or maybe one that isn't so...'

She was about to go on but Sam decided that now would be a good time to cut her off, before Dean actually did crash the car.

'So what exactly do you have to do? Like, does it involve anything dangerous?' asked Sam, reopening the conversation back to the witch thing

'Well we fight demons and stuff now...' she explained 'and we save innocents and stuff. It's actually a pretty demanding job, plus we don't exactly get payed...'

Dean snorted and mumbled something that sounded like 'I know how that feels' but Phoebe decided to ignore him. Big mistake.

'But it must be rewarding, just getting the chance to help normal everyday people who are in trouble' sad Sam

Phoebe laughed

'You sound like you know what you are talking about, are you a fireman or something?'

'Uuh yeah...' said Sam

'Fireman Sam' said Dean 'I love that show!'

Sam gave him a sceptical look

'You watched ABC?' (1) He asked

Dean looked embarrassed.

'oh Is that what the station is called? I was just so caught up in the... puppets...'

'Smooth Dean, smooth'

'My sister actually has a year old son' said Phoebe 'you should get with her'

'What happened to his father?' asked Dean stupidly

'He... he isn't around that much' said Phoebe

'Are we nearly at your house?' asked Sam, trying to once again change the topic

'Almost, just a couple of blocks' said Phoebe

'Good coz man I am starving!' said Dean, earning himself another whack on the back of the head from Sam.

Phoebe laughed

'Well luckily for you my sister happens to be an amazing chef...'

'Are you sure it's ok with us staying at your place? We could always find a motel...'

'No you two are innocents that need protecting. And the manor is pretty mass, there's more than enough room...'

'So what exactly did you see attacking us?' asked Dean. Probably the only smart thing he'd said for the entire car trip.

'Well he looked like an ordinary man, but demons can do that. Except for his eyes...'

'His eyes?' asked Sam

'Yeah'

'What was wrong with his eyes?'

'Well... they seemed perfectly normal one moment and then the next...'

'What?'

'They were yellow.' Phoebe finished.

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Chris groaned as he paced the living room.

Why did Sam and Dean have to come to San Francisco? Why now of all times...

Piper and Paige had gone to bed a while ago, he had planned on orbing back to P3 but he when he tried he found himself unable. Something was going on with his powers...

He also had a pretty good idea what, but he figured it was probably best not to inform the sisters.

It shouldn't affect them anytime soon.

Emphasis on shouldn't.

He had already decided that it was better for everyone for them to lay low, so far his plan was coming together nicely, now he just needed to wait till Phoebe got home so he could make sure she didn't do anything stu...

At that exact moment his thoughts were interrupted by Phoebe entering the front door.

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When Phoebe entered the house she noticed a light on in the next room.

Good she thought at least someone's awake...

But she was disappointed when she entered the room to only find Chris pacing

'Chris?' she asked 'what're you doing here still? Shouldn't you be at P3...?'

Chris winced at her harsh words, and tried to remember something he had done recently to make her pissed at him.

'Uuh yeah I was just waiting for you I had to warn you not to...'

CRASH!

'DAMMIT!' yelled Dean from the other room

'Uuh who's that?' asked Chris, looking embarrassed but also noticing that the voice sounded slightly familiar...

'DEAN! Can't you enter a room without breaking something?'

Chris' ears pricked up at that, Dean? Oh no... It couldn't be...

'Dean?' he asked 'who's Dean?'

'An innocent, I had a premonition of him and his brother dying...'

'Brothers? Dean and...'

'Sam' Phoebe finished

Chris started to freak a little, Dean and Sam? The Dean and Sam?

It couldn't be

'Dean and Sam Winchester?' he asked

'Uuh yeah... how did you...' she was cut off by Chris suddenly grabbing her shoulders.

'You have to get them out of here now! How much did you tell them?'

'I told them everything...'

Chris groaned

'Chris they're innocents! A demon is after them...'

'Trust me they're anything but innocent...'

'What do you mean? I wouldn't have been warned about them dying if they were demons...'

'No they're mortal, but they can protect themselves...'

'Well if they aren't demons then what are they?'

'Hunters' said Chris 'they hunt down demons and kill them'

'What our kind of demons?'

'No, worse ones.'

'Well then how are they bad if they're helping us...'

'Well hunters are quite handy sometimes and good at what they do, but they don't believe in good supernatural creatures, witches being supernatural creatures to them. Get it they don't believe that witches can be good! In fact I made sure that Piper and Paige lay low until they're gone, they can be a very dangerous enemy. But then you had to go and...'

'Well there isn't really anything I can do about it now is there...'

Everything was all said in whispers so Dean and Sam couldn't hear.

'Who do you think she's talking to?' asked Dean

'No idea...' said Sam, looking around the room. 'I wonder where they keep their Wiccan tools...'

'Probably in the basement or, oh how clichéd the attic' said Dean

'Guys?' asked Phoebe, coming into the room

'Yeah?' said Sam

'This is Chris' she said

Sam gasped.

'Chris?'

'What a small world' Chris muttered

'You know this guy?' asked Dean

'Well I don't know him, I met him in an occult...' realization dawned on him 'you're a witch too right?'

Chris nodded. (2)

'Anyways, how about I show you to the spare room? There are two beds so you can stay there tonight and meet my sisters tomorrow.'

Chris didn't seem to like this plan

'I'm gonna go now' he said and walked out the front door

'don't mind him, he's a little weird...' said Phoebe 'let me lead you to your room'

'Ok' said Sam and Dean in Unisom

They're like twins thought Phoebe creepy

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(1) I know they're in America but I don't know their equivalent for ABC...

(2) This is set after 'Chris crossed' so they know that he's half witch