Motel, Same Day
Elizabeth was sitting on the bed; Sam sat down on the cheap sofa.
"So I said yes…" Sam said, looking a little unsure about his answer.
"Good, it's about time. All this saving the world and no social life is making you grouchy".
They were discussing Sam's future date with a woman working at the coffee shop. She had finally convinced him to get a coffee with her sometime when she wasn't actually working.
"I'm not grouchy…I'm realistic. Dating doesn't go with the job description remember".
"The lady's been trying to get you to have coffee with her for weeks now, so just go. How long can you keep up with having one night stands? Well, in your case, that's rare too."
"Yeah I know…that last excuse was pretty bad".
Elizabeth grimaced, remembering Sam's last attempt at blowing of coffee lady. "Possibly the lamest thing you could ever come up with, you're losing your touch."
Sam looked at her and laughed. "All this time and I guess you get to a point where you just can't lie anymore."
"Never been there, you'll have to tell me what it's like…speaking of liars, what about Jaimie?" Elizabeth had been wondering since she left the motel earlier. She half expected Sam to have not even checked her out yet.
"Oh yeah, I ran a background check again."
"And…"
"Nothing." Sam sighed.
Elizabeth looked relieved. "So I should be glad she's not an axe murderer?"
"Well…I meant nothing, as in she doesn't exist"
Elizabeth turned sharply and glared at Sam. "You're just getting around to mentioning this now?"
"Well, thought you might over react."
"I'm NOT over reacting. I'm just pointing out that we have no idea who she is."
"Actually we do." Sam said. Elizabeth looked at him questioningly. Sam pulled up Jaimie's picture on the laptop. "I ran a facial recognition test, searching through yearbooks. Meet Jaimie Redmond. Some truancy and ran away from home a few times. So she's a runaway, not a killer."
"So it seems…still don't have proof"
"Her foster family hasn't even reported her missing. Maybe she had a reason to run away."
"Still don't know what that was…and she could still be evil."
"Liz, she's got potential, and she wants to do this."
"Fine, I still don't trust her. Do whatever you want."
"You're as stubborn as your parents. Your dad always…"
"Don't even go there. I mean it" Elizabeth interrupted. "He and I share blood, doesn't make us family. He was your brother and role model, not mine". Elizabeth got up and walked out the door.
Sam wasn't sure what to do to make her hate Dean less. She didn't even know him. On the other hand, he was sick of defending his brother. If Dean hadn't run away, this wouldn't be a problem.
Dark Horse Bar, That night
Elizabeth gave the drinks to the customers at the bar, and as they walked away she noticed Jaimie come up to the counter from behind them.
"How'd you get in here?" Elizabeth asked.
"Said I was your sister."
"Great, just what I need." Elizabeth looked at Jaimie, frustrated.
"I thought this way I might be able to get you to talk to me. You don't want me here do you?" asked Jaimie. She sighed.
Elizabeth didn't answer her for a few seconds. "Look, I've been out in the field a long time, and I do best going at it alone, which is how I like it. It's a dangerous job."
"When I got here and saw what you guys do, I just wanted to be like you. This is what I want more than anything."
"Then why can't you tell us the truth. You lied about your last name, and your parents aren't dead."
"It's complicated" said Jaimie, sighing.
"You're sixteen, how bad could it really be?" Elizabeth was getting annoyed with the teen.
"Oh yeah, because when you were sixteen life was so simple and straightforward." Jaimie seemed to be picking up on Elizabeth's sarcasm pretty well.
"That is totally different, and beside the point. Trust isn't something you can be given, it has to be earned."
"Then let me earn it". Jaimie's not giving up, if nothing she's getting more encouraged to make Elizabeth see things her way.
"When? When we're out there in kill or be killed situations? I need to be sure that someone's got my back, and there's only one person I count on for that and…"
Elizabeth's cell phone buzzed in her pocket mid sentence. Sam, of course. Elizabeth opened it up to read the message.
You seen Jaimie?
Ya she's here y?
Oh, I was worried. She wasn't here when I got back.
What are you even doing home? How was the coffee date?
Interrupted, another cop is dead. Same circumstance as the other one.
K. I'll send Jaimie back to ur room now and head out soon, my shifts over at 11.
Elizabeth told Jaimie to go back to the motel, and waited the time out until her shift is over.
Motel Room, Same night
Elizabeth walked in, Sam in his usual spot with his laptop, and Jaimie sitting on the bed.
"So we've got a link between the murders…" Sam sighed, it was going to be a long night.
"And?" asked Elizabeth.
"Both cops were on the same case and stopped a hijacking of an armored truck. The truck was filled with heavy duty military weapons."
"Yet again it seems to be a normal case for the cops and not us…" said Elizabeth. Jaimie seemed to agree.
"I'd agree except for one thing…the man was caught and put behind bars, but he's not out on bail. He escaped, one minute he was there the next he wasn't."
"So what is he? Demon, angry spirit…?"
"Not likely…one of the cops on watch is missing. I'm thinking shapeshifter. Who knows where he left his old skin behind at, but seems to me that he took over the cop's body and stored the real cop somewhere else."
"So what do we do…" asked Jaimie.
"I'd say find him, but I'm not sure where he'd go. He's been going after all the cops that were responsible for catching him…and he's been trying to bribe them w/ a cut. The bribe he used was nearly a million dollars. So we need to find the next cop who helped put him away before our killer does."
"Well, what kinda idiot says no to a million dollars? Answer that and we'll find our victim" said Elizabeth.
Cut to Indoor Pool, Same Night
Detective Reese was currently swimming laps in the large pool. As he finishes a lap and comes up for air at the edge of the pool, he looks up to see Elizabeth staring down at him.
"You again. Can I help you?"
"Actually Detective I'm here to help you. Not a lot of time though, somebody's trying to kill you, or maybe 'something'.
Reese jumped out of the pool. He wasn't sure what to think about her.
"Mind if I get my clothes? And by the way, who the hell are you anyways?"
He walked to his chair and threw on the shirt laying on it. Elizabeth followed him, not bothering to answer his last question.
"Grace Tanner is dead." Elizabeth got straight to the point, as usual.
"What? When?" Reese was shocked; Tanner was a good cop, and friend.
"Couple hours ago."
"So you think whoever did it is after me next? Well I appreciate the heads up but I can take care of myself."
Reese started walking away from Elizabeth and around the pool towards the exit.
"You don't understand what it is you're up against. This isn't an ordinary situation"
"Oh yeah? And what may I ask is the situation?" Reese asked Elizabeth sarcastically.
"Well…our killer isn't normal, he can change his appearance."
"Is this a joke?"
"He escaped from a locked cell with one cop missing, and then you heard later that the same missing cop was headed down the street towards home but you didn't see him after that. Do you have a better explanation?"
"Is there actually a worse one?"
Elizabeth rolled her eyes, she wasn't going to stop him from leaving. If he wanted to head straight into danger that was on him if he wasn't going to listen. Sam laughed from the car. He had set up Elizabeth with a Comm. set for this hunt, so he could hear everything between her and Detective Reese. Of course, she could hear Sam as well.
"Congratulations Liz, you've managed to convince him you're really insane"
"Do you mind, I'm trying to have a conversation here"
Reese looked at her, remembering the first time he had a run in with her. She apparently liked talking to herself.
"Oh yeah, the invisible friend, almost forgot that part". Reese rolled his eyes.
"Look Detective, I'm just trying to help you."
"Lady you look, I know a lot of strange things happen, but this is ridiculous."
As soon as he said this, what looked like Officer James Mason, the missing cop, ran in the building and towards Reese. Reese looked relieved at first until 'Mason' pulled out a knife and attempted to throw it at Reese. Elizabeth pushed Reese out of the way and tried to fight 'Mason'. 'Mason' grabbed a nearby fire extinguisher from the wall and sprayed while disappearing from sight. Elizabeth helped Reese up, and they ran for the sauna, locking out 'Mason'. Eventually he gave up trying to get to them so that he could go after the truck.
Reese and Elizabeth are trapped inside.
"Okay…what the hell is going on? For all I know, you could have had something to do w/ Jack and Grace's deaths." Reese was still confused and shocked by what he'd just seen.
"You don't believe that do you?" Elizabeth looked at the detective incredulously.
"I don't know what I believe right now…what I just saw at that pool isn't possible".
"Funny, you strike me as the kind of guy who believes in the impossible."
Reese just looked at her and sat down on the bench.
"Aren't you worried I might tell someone about all this? How come you're telling me all this?"
"It was the only way I could save you". Elizabeth was surprised at herself, not usually that honest, but there was just something about him.
They sat there in silence for a bit, trapped in the sauna. Each had ended up removing a layer of clothing. Detective Reese was shirtless again, which in Elizabeth's eyes wasn't really a bad thing, and Elizabeth was reduced to a small tank top that had been underneath her shirt.
"You know, most people would try to convince themselves that the world is a safe and normal place, but not you, you're actually chasing down the madness. I'm wondering why?
"You're not exactly the poster girl for full disclosure." Reese smirked, and didn't say anything close that would answer her question.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"That you're going to have to keep on wondering". They shared looks, both a little caught up in the other, before Reese decided to stand up and lean over to the door. Elizabeth stares at the muscles on his back, she had to admit, the guy was gorgeous.
"You know…if we're stuck in here while you're supposed to be helping the other cops guard that truck then I'm pretty sure our killer isn't outside this door" Elizabeth told Reese.
"Most likely he's out getting the truck, and my guess is the other cops are in his pocket".
Sam found out his location and told Elizabeth.
Elizabeth and Reese stood in front of the door, and at the same time kicked it open.
"I'll meet you there" Elizabeth said, running out the door to her own vehicle.
