A/N: don't own don't sue
Full Summary: Returning from studying in England, Jessica's sister doesn't buy the story she's fed about her sister's death and she tracks down Sam to find out what really happened. Sam welcomes the help but she's not the kind of girl Dean's used to….
Pairings: DeanOFC SamJess
Rating: M for language and eventual sex scenes
Lyrics at the beginning from 'White Lies' by Paolo Nutini (I just bought the album and it's BEAUTIFUL!)
Hell Hath No Fury
Chapter Ten – White Lies
There's a heart on the line, and it rests with your eyes
Please don't fade and please don't cry, 'cause it's all white lies
Take a chance watch it fall, grab too much and lose it all
Now I've lost my disguise, it was all white lies
Stay here, lie here with me, oh lo-fi, lonley sighs
I will roam lost but never alone, hide with me, hide
Would it help if I tried, or has it sailed and passed me by
First love grows then it does, and its all white lies
Stay here, lie here with me, oh lo-fi, lonley sighs
I will roam lost but never alone, hide with me, hide with me
Now you move with the tide and I've heard you've found peace of mind
And I know that life's design moves around white lies, white lies, white lies, white lies
"What are you staring at?" He muttered, half opening one eye to look at her.
"You." She replied, rolling onto her front and propping her head up in her hands.
"Am I just that perfect?" Dean said smugly, leaning back against his arm so he could see her properly.
"No." She said quickly. "But you do have a perfect nose."
She ran her fingertip down his nose, her legs kicking up idly from under the sheets twisted around them.
"My nose?" Dean repeated sceptically, looking at her strangely.
"I like noses." Maddy replied defensively.
He continued to eye her in disbelief and she rolled her eyes, jabbing him in the ribs with her fingernail.
"There has to be something you like about me."
He looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully, watching her out of the corner of his eye. The sheets were twisted around her body so he couldn't see any of her 'assets' and her hair fell over her shoulder in a matted wave.
"My legs?" She prompted.
He shook his head, after giving them a lengthy once-over.
"Probably my breasts then, you are male after all."
He eyed her for a moment and she shook her head.
"What then?"
He sighed before rolling onto her, rolling them over so he was on top of her; "The way you look in my car."
She lifted her eyebrows at him; "Sounds like a fantasy to me."
He wiggled his own eyebrows at her and smirked; "Care to make it reality?"
She giggled when he pressed against her through the thin sheet.
"Maybe." She put her arms around his neck as he leaned up on his elbows on either side of her head. "But only because it'd freak Sam out to have to sit in it later."
He chuckled and leaned down to kiss her, nuzzling her lightly with his nose.
"Don't you just love how we can fit in a visit to the morgue before breakfast?" Maddy muttered, sipping gingerly at her red hot coffee.
"Oh hell yeah, it's not a full day without that rotting body scent to keep you going." Dean replied, chewing happily on a bagel.
"Thanks for that visual there."
"No problem, don't you spill any of that on my seats." He warned, glancing at her in his rear view mirror.
"Another thing I've noticed since I started hanging out with you guys; I can talk about demon guts and be a hundred percent serious." Sam turned to look at her over his shoulder. "No I mean really, I've fulfilled a life's ambition before I've hit thirty I'm feeling very self-satisfied and content right now."
Sam shot a look at Dean who shrugged and finished his bagel; "Told you she was weird."
"Hey I prefer the term 'quirky' alright. There's a difference between weird and quirky and I happen to favour the indications regarding quirky."
Neither brother answered as they pulled up at the hospital and eyed the huge building carefully.
"Well boys, I'm gonna sweet-talk us into the morgue." She paused with one leg out of the car door and frowned. "Never thought I'd say that."
She shrugged one shoulder and got out of the car, nodding at a passing nurse puffing hurriedly on a cigarette outside the main doors.
"So." Sam said once she was out of sight.
Dean looked at him but didn't answer.
"You didn't come back last night."
Dean rolled his window down and leaned an arm out, it was boiling both inside and outside the car.
"I know, I'm sorry it'll never happen again. Its just I was really drunk… please don't file for divorce." He muttered.
"Ha ha." Sam said drily. "You know what I mean."
Dean slanted Sam a look, weighing how much he'd figured out.
"Don't give me that look, I'm not stupid. You spend the night somewhere and the next morning the both of you have that smug look. Not to mention the marks both of you are sporting."
Dean grinned, the scratch marks on his back had been a little painful that morning, but it had definitely been worth it.
"What the hell were you two doing to each other, swinging off the lights? Don't answer that." Sam put in hurriedly when Dean opened his mouth to say something.
"Are you alright?" Sam asked Maddy as they left the hospital.
"I think I'm gonna hurl." She muttered hollowly. "That was so disgusting."
Dean slapped her on the shoulder lightly as he passed her on the steps.
"It's an acquired taste." He said cheerfully.
Maddy glared at him as they climbed into the car. Sam pulled a sheet of paper out of his back pocket containing the address of the hotel where the couple had died as Dean started the car.
"OK the hotel is on the edge of town."
Maddy leaned over his shoulder as Dean pulled out of the car park, her gaze flicking over the brochure he had bought from Tourist Information on their way into town.
"'Ten acres of beautifully sculpted land including a tennis court, two swimming pools, a natural river and waterfall, an ice rink and a golf course.' Sounds swanky." She said.
Sam nodded absently, concentrating on the coroner's report he had borrowed from the hospital and the newspaper reports on the deaths.
"Let's go check the murder scene." He finally muttered, tucking the sheets of paper into a folder and shoving it onto the dashboard.
"How about we stop for some cheeseburgers on our way." Dean said happily as they passed a diner.
"Bluergh." Maddy said, pulling her face.
"Any links between them?" Dean asked as he rejoined his brother and Maddy with their lunch.
They were sat on a bench on the grounds of the hotel, Sam fiddling on the laptop and Maddy on the phone to the family of the couple.
"Only one that I can see. They all bought their wedding outfits from the same shop."
Dean glanced at the article over his brother's shoulder as he handed him his coffee and food. He sat down next to him and tucked into his burger as Sam carefully unwrapped his taco.
"Hey princess… your food."
Maddy, who had just hung up the phone, stuck her tongue out at him as she accepted her chicken and chips from him.
"I didn't know we were using endearments, Snuggles."
Sam snorted into his food, hurriedly coughing as Dean shot him a look.
"Hey Cupcake." She called to Sam. "Pass me the police reports."
Sam tossed her the folder and she rifled through it, squirting ketchup onto her chicken burger with one hand as she did so.
"Ooops." She mumbled around her food as she took a bite of her chicken and dropped ketchup all over the page in her hand in the process.
"Real ladylike." Sam observed as she chewed her huge mouthful, ketchup squeezing out of the bun and dripping on her jeans.
"Eureka!" She said, sitting up straighter. "Looks like they do have more in common."
Dean raised his eyebrows at her as she continued to eat and scan the pages.
"Care to elaborate on that." He finally prompted.
"Oh sorry, I got distracted." She said sheepishly.
Sam snorted again and turned to the side, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
"In all three cases the groom had a history of knocking the bride about on occasion."
Both boys sat up straighter and Sam leaned forward to see where she had circled something on the pages.
"They beat them?"
Maddy shook her head and knelt up so she could show the brothers the pages.
"Not exactly. In all three cases the bride reported domestic abuse to the police but then dropped the charges."
Maddy handed them the pages triumphantly and went back to munch her chips with a self-satisfied look on her face.
"So what is it then boys?"
They were still looking consideringly at the pages as the police scanner in Sam's bag went off, loudly.
Maddy could only hear static, shouting and crackling but whatever they said it seemed to strike a chord with the brothers as they jumped to their feet and packed their research away. Dean yanked Maddy to her feet, she protested as her fries fell to the floor but they were already running to the car.
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