Dean pulls into a gas station. He's been telling the two of them his plans but when he turns to look at them he realizes that neither of them are paying any attention.
"Sam wears women's underwear." he snarks trying to get some reaction.
"I've been listening. Just going through my email." Sam tells him with Bells laptop in his lap.
He turns to Bells to find her asleep in the back seat with a pair of headphones on. He's noticed that the headphones have become a regualr thing lately.
He leans back and shakes her knee.
"I'm awake." she mumbles not bothering to open her eyes.
"Sure you are. Pit stop time." he says getting out of the car. She sits up and grabs her bag to go inside to grab some food and use the bathroom.
"Want anything?" she asks.
"Pie." he says with a smirk.
She rolls her eyes and when Sam shakes his head 'no' she heads inside.
"So you ever going to explain that to me?" Dean asks as he bumps gas.
"Explain what?" Sam asks as he contines to look through his emails.
"What the hell is going on with you and Bells? The two of you have barely spoken in weeks."
"It's nothing." Sam tells him.
"So who the hell are you getting emails from?" noticing that Sam isn't going to tell him a thing.
"My friends. From Stanford."
"Seriously. What the hell do you tell them on why you have been gone?"
"That I needed a break after Jess and that I'm on a road trip with my brother and family friend." Sam says.
"So you lie to them?" she says joining them, handing Sam a bottle of water.
"No, I just don't tell them..everything." Sam says taking the water from her.
"Yeah, that's lying." Dean mumbles looking disappointed until Bells hands him a small pie. "Oh, cherry." he smiles and gives her a quick peck on the cheek and throws his arm over her shoulder.
She rolls her eyes, brushes him off and gets back in the car.
"Holy shit." Sam says.
"What?" she asks as she gets situated in the back seat.
"I got this email from this girl Rebecca, one of those friends of mine..."
"She hot?" he asks getting back behind the wheel.
She smacks him upside the head without even turning.
"Ow!" he exclaims.
"I went to school with her and her brother Zach." Sam starts trying to stop World War 50 from starting between the two of them. "Apparently, Zach's been charged with murder. For killing his girlfriend but Rebecca says he didn't do it. Unfortunately it sounds like the cops got a pretty good case."
"Dude, what kind of people were you hanging out with?" he asks taking the phone out of his hand to read the email.
"We need to go to St. Loius." Sam says looking at him.
"Sammy boy I'm sorry for your friend but..." he starts.
"Dean. Don't even bother trying to argue. You and I both know that he wont let up." she mutters before putting her headphones back on and lies back down in the back seat as he turns on the car and while glaring at the two of them and heads to St. Loius.
Sam gives him directions to Rebecca's house.
He pulls into the driveway and they all head to the house.
"Sam." Rebecca says when she answers the door.
"Hey Becky." Sam says before he steps forward to give her a hug.
"Who are your friends?" Becky asks.
"This is my brother, Dean and this is Bella." Sam says pointing at each of them.
"Bella. Your Bella." Becky looks at her in surprise.
"What have you been saying about me?" she asks glaring at him.
Becky just starts laughing. "I'm sorry but he would talk about you all the time, I just wasn't expecting well... Know I know why Jess hated it when you brought her up." Becky says leading them into the house.
She scoffs and follows.
"I just wish I was meeting you under better circumstances." Becky says.
"Sam was telling us about it. Your brother was arrested for killing his girlfriend." she says.
"He didn't do it. Zach was here with me when she was...but the cops have footage of him getting home shortly before she was killed."
"We want to help." Sam tells her.
"Sam..." Becky starts.
"Dean is a cop." Sam says quickly missing the glare that both she and Dean send him.
"Really?" Becky asks surprised looking at Dean. "Where?"
"He's on leave right now. He worked under my dad, Charlie Swan." she says quickly.
It takes some convincing on Sam's part but they head over to Zach's house.
Dean and Sam look around the house while she stars at the nighbors dog that hasn't stopped barking and growling since they arrived.
"Wouldn't know it now but that use to be the sweetest dog." Becky says coming up to her.
"What happened?"
"No idea, he just snapped one day."
Looking at the dog, "When?" she asks turning to Becky.
"The day after..."
"Okay this is going to bug me but what were you expecting?" she asks hating that she is curious.
Becky laughs softly. "Honestly the way he talked, I was expecting a bookish nerd not someone that could have given any girl, including Jess, a run for her money."
"Oh."
"Thanks for trying to take my mind off this." Becky says squeezing her arm.
She goes over to the boys.
"So the dog went psycho about the same time as the murder." she tells them softly.
"Animals can sense things not of this world better than most."
"Sure, maybe Fido saw something. You want to question him." Dean snarks.
"Still think this isn't our kind of problem?" Sam asks.
"Yup." he says sure of himself.
"Think Becky can get a hold of the security tape. Being in two different places at the same time is kind of up our alley." she says.
"Becky, think Zach's lawyers will let us watch a copy of the security tape?" Sam asks as they join her outside.
"Don't need too. I swiped a copy of the desk the last time I talked to them. I haven't been able to watch it but I needed to know."
They go back to Becky's and watch the video.
"Um Becky is there anything to drink?" she asks when she notices Sam tense up.
"Yeah, be right back." Becky says leaving the living room.
The instant she is out of the room, Sam rewinds the tape and plays it frame by frame and the three of the notice a glare in Zach's eyes.
"What is that?" she asks.
"I don't know." the boys both say.
Two places at the same time...
"Doppelganger." she mutters just loud enough for them to hear her.
"Shit." Dean whispers.
"It's possible." Sam mutters.
Becky offers to let them stay there for the night.
They turn her down, knowing that they can't talk freely around her and head to the closest motel to get a few hours of sleep before Sam wakes her and Dean up at five in the morning
They stop for coffee before heading back over to Zach's place.
"Alright, so what are we doing here at..what time is it again?" Dean asks running a hand over his face before drinking some of his coffee.
"The tape shows the killer going in but not coming out?" Sam says.
"So it came out the back." she mutters to Dean glaring at both of them as she sips her coffee.
"So there should be a trail to follow. A trail the police wouldn't think to look for." Sam says looking around. He points out a smear of blood.
"Still don't know that we're doing here at the crack of dawn..." Dean starts only to be broken off as a ambulance drives by.
"Curiosity killed the cat." she mutters as she follows the boys after the ambulance.
"But satisfaction brought it back." Dean says.
They get to the site where the ambulance went to find that a man, who seemed like the nicest guy, killed his wife.
"Hey! Remember I said this wasn't our kind of problem?" Dean calls out as he joins them.
Both of them nod.
"Definitely our kind of problem." Dean says.
"What do you mean?" she asks.
"This guy claims that he was driving home when his wife was attacked, that he found her tied up in the house and was knocked out by someone that looked just like him." Dean tells them as they walk away from the crowd.
She stops and doesn't follow and thinks to a part that she read in her dad's journal. "Shapeshifter...but instead of animals into humans."
The boys agree with her.
"Lemme ask you this. In all this shapeshifter lore, can any of them fly?" Sam asks.
"Nope." she says at the same time Dean says. "Not that I know."
"I think I picked up a trail here. Someone ran out the back of this building and headed off this way." Sam says showing them what he noticed.
"Like your friend Zach's house." she says.
"Yeah. And just like Zach's house, the trail suddenly... ends. And whatever it is, it just disappeared." Sam says.
"Maybe they went down instead of up." she says motioning to the manhole.
"Go back to the car." Dean tells her.
"Dean..."
"He's right Bella. We don't know what's down there. We'll be right back." Sam says.
Glaring at them, she turns and stalks back to the car. "So apparently I am nothing but the chick that does the research. How the hell do they expect me to help if they wont let me." she mutters.
Reaching the car, she pops the trunk and starts loading a few guns with silver bullets. "If it's a shapeshifter, silver will kill it."
It doesn't take long for the boys to join her.
"Thanks Bells." Dean says as she hands him an already loaded gun.
"Silver?" Sam asks.
"Any doubt." she mutters.
Sam's phone starts ringing and he moves over to the side while Dean checks the supplies that she has gotten together for them.
"Why did you do that?" Sam says getting upset.
"Becky..Let me explain..Dammit." Sam mutters taking the phone from his ear and hangs up.
"What did she do?" she asks.
"Told Zach's lawyers that she went to the crime scene with a cop only to find out that Dean Winchester is not a cop."
"I hate to say it, but that's exactly what I'm talking about. You lied to your friends because if they knew the real you, they'd be freaked. It's just... It'll be easier if..."
"...I was like you or Bells. Having no one in my life."
"Keep me out of it." Bells said.
"Hey, like it or not we're not like other people." Dean says as she gets into the car and puts her headphones back on ignoring the two of them. "But I'll tell you one thing. This whole gig...it ain't without perks." he says handing him a gun.
"Hey.." Dean says getting her attention.
"What?"
"What's going on with you?" he asks as Sam starts walking off.
"I'm fine, just getting tired of always waiting in the car."
Dean smirks.
"Go...play with your guns." she laughs as he walks off. She boots up her laptop and checks her email.
She sits up straight when she notices that there is an email from Alice Cullen.
"Fuck." she whispers. She sits there her finger hovering over the pad debating between deleting and reading it. She opens it.
"Bella, I am so sorry about Charlie. I didn't see it until it was too late. I know that you are unhappy with me...with all of us but I am so scared for you. I haven't been able to see you expect for glimpses for a long time now and you really are a danger magnet. What have you gotten yourself involved in? Who are those two men that you are with? They are not safe for you to be with. Especially that one! Please call us. Edward lied, he still loves you...We all do. Come back to us, we want you to be part of our family..."
She stops reading, annoyed and deletes the email not bothering to finish it.
"Yeah, well I want nothing to do with you, Fuckward or your family." she mutters as she puts Alice's email on the block list so that she won't get any more messages from her.
She sits up when Sam and Dean get back to the car. She can hear them talking but doesn't really pay attention.
She notices Sam draw his gun and quickly gets out of the car.
"Don't move! What have you done with him?" Sam yells pointing his gun at Dean.
"Sam!" she yells.
"Dude! Chill! It's me, alright?" Dean says.
"No. I don't think so. It's the shifter, Bells. Where's my brother?" Sam says.
She looks between the two of them. Oh Fuck me.
"You're about to shoot him. Sam, calm down."
"You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt, remember?"
"Yeah, it's better. What do you want me to do, cry?" Dean snarks.
"You're not my brother." Sam says but she can hear in his voice that he is unsure.
"Why don't you pull the trigger then? 'Cause your not sure. Dude! You know me!" Dean says getting closer to them.
"Don't..." Sam starts to say when Dean sucker punches him.
"Sam!" she kneels down to check him. "Dean...what..?" she exclaims when Dean grabs her quickly covering her mouth.
"Looks like Sammy boy was right." she hears him say as she slowly loses consciousness.
She slowly comes to to hear 'Dean' going off on Sam.
"He's sure got issues with you. 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. Hell, I still did everything that dad wanted and he still left. Where the hell were you?"
"Hey imitation Dean. Save your fucking breath." she calls out.
Sam and 'Dean' look at her.
"Hmm. Sweet Hells Bells. I know things about you, too." 'Dean' says moving away from Sam and crouching down in front of her.
"I don't give a flying fuck what you think you know about me." she snarls.
"Hmmm, I wonder.." he moves in closer until he is a breath away from her. "How he is going to react to this?" he whispers before covering her mouth with his with a smirk.
Sam struggles against his ropes as he watches the shapeshifter kiss Bells.
'Dean' smirks as he pulls away from her, grabbing his bag and leaves.
"Bells..." Sam says softly when he notices that she hasn't moved. "Talk to me."
"I have this sudden desire to swallow a gallon of bleach to get the taste of that thing out of my mouth." she mutters.
She and Sam continue to struggle to get themselves free from their ropes.
"Sam. That better be you and not that freak of nature." they hear from further in the room.
"Yeah, it's me. He went somewhere... Looking like you."
"Well, he's not stupid, he picked the handsome one."
"Seriously...Dean you are so twisted." she whispers.
"He didn't just look like you..He was you." Sam says not looking at her.
"What do you mean?" Dean asks trying to free himself.
"It was like he was downloading your thoughts or something."
"Bullshit, that fucking thing was lying though its teeth." she mutters as Dean gets free.
He comes over to them and helps free them.
They eventually get out of the sewer and get on the street.
"Come on! We gotta find a phone, call the police." Sam says trying to rush them.
"Whoa! Whoa whoa! You gonna put an APB out on me?" Dean says insulated.
"Deal with it." she says.
They find a phone.
They are walking along when they notice a new update about 'Dean'.
"That's not even a good picture." he exclaims seeing the sketch of himself.
"Attempted murder, so he didn't succeed. Who?... Becky!" she nearly yells.
"Dammit, you're right." Sam mutters.
"I want to find that handsome devil and kick the holy crap out him."
"We have no weapons, no silver bullets." Sam mutters.
"The guy's walking around with my face? It's a little personal, I want to find him!"
"What about the car?" she asks.
"The car?" Sam and Dean ask looking at her.
"It wasn't where we parked it which means he had to of driven it..."
"To Becky's." Sam said. "The news said he set out on foot. I bet its still parked there."
"Augh! The thought of him driving my car!" Dean exclaims and starts to walk faster.
"Better that the knowledge that it kissed me." she mutters.
"WHAT!" he exclaims turning to her. "He..I..kissed you."
"Let's go." Sam says.
They finally get to Becky's and find the car.
"Ah ha! There she is!" Dean says seeming to finally breath easier. "Finally something went right tonight."
They hear a siren and a car appears.
"Shit."
"Go..we'll catch up with you." Sam says as Dean escapes.
She leaves the station, still confused why they kept her there but no one spoke to her until they let her go. She's annoyed that Sam didn't wait for her.
Pissed off, she starts the long walk back to Becky's house.
She is close to the house when she hears the shot.
Breaking into a run she enters the house to find Sam lying on the floor while Dean stands over his body.
"You..."
"It's me, Bells." Dean says. She looks over at Sam and at his nod relaxes.
Dean squats down and removes his items from his double.
Bella and Dean pack up the car while he says goodbye to Becky.
"I saw it and I still don't believe it." Becky says walking him to the car.
"I live with it." he tells her.
"Does anyone know? Did Jess know?"
"No." he says shaking his head.
"Sounds lonely."
"Sam, come on." Bells calls.
"Than again." Becky mumbles softly staring at her. "Don't be a stranger."
He gives her a hug goodbye and joins them at the car.
"What about your friend?" she asks as they get into the car.
"Seems the police think this 'Dean Winchester' is behind it, since evidence was found in his hole in the sewer. So Zach should be released any day now." he tells them getting into the car.
Bells laughs softly as Dean looks annoyed.
They drive away.
Dean pulls onto the highway before he speaks again. "Sorry."
"Huh?" Sam asks. She closes John's journal.
"I really wish things could be different you know? I wish you could just be... Joe College or whatever. Both of you."
"Nah, it's ok. You know, the truth is even at Stanford, deep down I never really fit in."
"Well that's 'cause you're a freak." she says with a smirk.
"Thanks." Sam says with a smile.
"Well, we're all freaks." Dean says with a smile.
"Yeah."
"You know I gotta say... I'm sorry I'm gonna miss it." Dean says suddenly.
"Miss what?" she and Sam ask.
"How many chances am I gonna have to see my own funeral?"
"You are so twisted." she says laughing.