This is a rewrite of the episode "No Exit". I´m still a bit unsure about doing rewrites, so please leave a review and let me know how you liked it. I had to make a couple of minor changes in order to fit Nicki into it. xLois

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Nickis POV.

I really thought that going on a hunt with Alex and spending some time with him would keep my mind off Dean and it did but not for very long. At some point I realized that the attraction I felt towards him was merely physical, not what it used to be back then when we dated.

Everytime we´d kiss or touch images of Dean doing the same to me would pop up in my mind. Was I losing my mind?

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I was on my way to Philadelphia to investigate the disappearance of several girls from the same appartment building. I had coloured my hair honey blonde the day before to fit into whatever or whoever was taking the girls´s choice of victims.

After parking my car, I grabbed my bag and entered the building to meet up with the landlord. The appartment of the most recent victim was vacant so I decided to rent it out.

I was walking through the corridors when I saw another blonde standing in the hallway. She turned around when she heard me approach. My jaw almost hit the ground when I realized who she was and I could tell that the reaction was mutual.

"Jo? What the hell are you doing here?" I demanded.

"The same as you." She crossed her arms in front of her chest. "I´m working a job."

"Come again? I´m sorry but I seem to have not gotten the memo about you being a hunter now." I hissed. "I´m going to call your Mom now."

"Nicki, please don´t." She begged. "She´d kill me."

"You´re not a hunter Jo! You´re just going to get hurt, if not killed. I don´t have time to play your babysitter."

"Nobody ever gives me a chance to prove myself. I´m begging you Nicki, just let me help you out."

I was about to say something when I heard someone else approaching us.

"Hello ladies! Are you here to take a look at the appartment?" The little sleazebag of a landlord winked at us which made me want to vomit.

I put on a fake smile and shook his hand. "Yes. I´m Nicola Simmons. Nice to meet you."

"And I´m Joanna, Nicolas friend." Jo butted in.

"Okay ladies, let me show you the place then. I´m Ed by the way."

I observed the place as we walked through it while Jo kept Ed busy.

"This is convenient and spacious, too. You know, Nicola told me that I absolutely had to come and check it out and I have to admit that she was right. You did a really good job with this place." Damn, I had to hand it to Jo, she was a good liar.

"The appartment is just around this corner." Ed said and I responded with yet another fake smile.

Little did I know that I was in for yet another unpleasant surprise as we rounded the corner. Standing in the middle of the hallway were Dean and Sam Winchester.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Dean asked Jo surprised. Seems like I wasn´t the only one who didn´t know she was here. He then looked at me in disbelief. It took him a few seconds to realize that it was me. "Nicki, is that you?"

"There you are, honey," Jo said, walking up to the boys and wrapping her arm around Dean's waist. "This is my boyfriend Dean and that´s Nicolas boyfriend Sam."

She was so going to pay for that but for now I decided to play along. I snaked my arm around Sams waist and he put his around my shoulder.

"Good to meet you." Ed looked at Dean and Sam. "Quite some gals you've got there."

"Oh yeah, they´re pistols," Dean grinned and slapped Jo on her ass.

A pang of jealoucy hit me and I tried not to let it get to me.

"So, did you already check out the apartment?" Jo asked and Dean looked at her like she had grown two heads. "The one for rent?" she specified.

"Y-yeah," Dean answered. "Loved it. Great flow."

"How did you get in?" Ed asked.

"It was open." He lied.

"Now, Ed," Jo started, drawing the attention back to her. "When did the last tenant move out?"

"Oh, about a month ago. Cut and run, too. Stiffed me for the rent."

Jo smiled widely. "Well, her loss, our gain. 'Cause if Dean-o and Sammy love it, then it's good enough for Nicola and me." She pulled out a wad of money and handed it to Ed. "We´ll take it."

He looked stunned but eventually started walking away. Dean stepped away from Jo and glared at me. Sam still had his arm wrapped around me. "You can let go of each other now." Dean hissed.

Sam let go off me and we all walked into the appartment.

"You know, we weren't actually planning on staying here," Dean said but I just ignored him and gave the appartment a quick once over. I had to admit it wasn´t too bad and the fact that it was furnished was definetely a plus.

Dean said down on the kitchen table and looked at Jo. "Does your Mom even know you´re here?" He then looked at me. "And what are you doing here?"

"I told her I was going to Vegas." Jo answered.

"Do I even have to answer that question?" I sighed annoyed. "If you must know, I´m on a hunt genius."

He glared at me briefly before looking back at Jo. "You think she´s gonna buy that?"

"I'm not an idiot. I got Ash to lay a credit card trail all the way to the casinos." Dean shook his head at her answer. "What? You never lied to your mom?"

"You really shouldn´t be here!"

Jo looked at Sam and me and then back at Dean. "Well, I am, so untwist your boxers and deal with it."

"Hey, where'd you get all that money from, anyways?" Sam asked.

"Working at the Roadhouse," Jo replied.

"Hunters don't tip that well." Dean retorted.

"Well, they aren't that good at poker, either." Jo smiled like a smartass.

Dean looked at me and crossed his arms in front of her chest. "And you!"

I rolled my eyes. "Alex sent me here."

"I told you to stay away from us!"

"I had no idea you were working this case! Feel free to leave and while you´re at it take Jo with you."

He looked furious. "We were here first! It´s our case!"

"You wish! It´s my case, end of discussion!" I rested my hands on my hips and gave him the stink eye. "Besides I dyed my hair blonde for this case, so I definetely get the dibs on this one!"

"Like hell you are!"

Just then Sam butted in and stopped us from ripping each others throats out. "Cmon Dean, let´s just get the weapons out of the car. We need to be ready when that thing attacks."

"No! I´m not finished with her yet!"

Sam grabbed his arm. "We´ll deal with this later! Let´s go!"

All of a sudden Deans cellphone began to ring."Yeah?" he answered. "Oh, hi, Ellen."

"Don't you tell her!" Jo mouthed to him.

"I'm tellin' her." Dean placed his hand over the mouthpiece so Ellen couldn't hear.

I rolled my eyes and left the appartment to get some weapons out of my car.

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I walked back into the appartment and placed my duffle on the kitchen table. "What are you doing?" Dean demanded.

"Unpacking my weapons, asshole!" I said coldly without even looking at him. Looking up at Jo, I got out some cash and handed it to her. "Here, that should cover it. Now go back to your Mom before I call her and have her drag your sorry ass back home!"

"I´m not leaving. Dean and Sam agreed on letting me stay and help out."

I looked at the boys. "What? Are you serious?"

"We´ve got a seriously pissed off spirit on our hands, so how about we work this one together?" Sam reasoned.

"If she gets to stay than I´m most definetely not leaving!" I motioned over to Jo.

"Okay." Sam agreed.

"What? No!" Dean threw in.

"Shut up Dean, they are both staying!"

I slapped Sam lightly on the back. "Oh how I love a man in charge. Seeing you like that is a real turn on."

"Stop hitting on my brother!"

"Yeah, yeah jealous." I sat down on the kitchen table and got my folder, containing the research I had done so far, out. "Let´s get to work."

"I agree with Nicki." Jo said and changed the subject. "Anyway, this place was built in 1924. It was originally a warehouse, converted into apartments a few months ago."

"Yeah? And what was here before 1924?" Dean challenged her.

I just rolled my eyes at his childish behaviour but remained silent.

"Nothing, just an empty field." Jo answered and continued playing with the knife she was holding.

"So, most likely scenario.." Sam began. "..Someone died bloody in the building and now he's back and raising hell."

"In the past eighty-two years, zero violent deaths. Unless you count a janitor who slipped on a wet floor." I said and then looked at Dean who was pacing through the room like a crazy person. "Would you sit down please?"

He stopped pacing and sat down next to me. "Happy now?" I rolled my eyes at him. "So, have you checked the police reports? County death records?" He challenged me.

"Yes. Obituaries, mortuary reports, and seven other sources. I´m a hunter, too remember?"

"Oh yeah, right." He then looked over to Jo who was still twirling her knife. "Can you put that knife down?"

Jo reluctantly put her knife away.

"Okay," Sam said loudly. "So, no violent deaths. It's something else, then. Maybe some kind of cursed object that brought the spirit with it."

"We've gotta scan the whole building. Everywhere we can get to, right?" Jo asked.

"I´d say we split up. That way we can cover more ground in less time." I suggested. "I´ll take the basement and you guys take the top two floors. Jo, you can either go with Dean or Sam."

"No way you´re going by yourself!" Dean objected.

"I´m an experienced hunter. I´ve been hunting on my own for years!"

"Yeah but this time you happen to fit the victims description. So, you´re definetely not going on your own!"

"Nicki, please. Dean´s right." Sam threw in.

"Okay, okay. Just quit giving me those damn puppy dog eyes already." I waved my hands in defeat. "Jo can go with Dean, I´ll go with you."

"No, you´re coming with me. I don´t trust you alone with my brother."

"Yeah, right." I sighed. Knowing that fighting him would just be a waste of time, I caved. "Let´s go then."

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Dean and I made our way through the building, EMFs in hand. There was a long akward silence between the two of us and the sexual tension that was building up was just... Oh hell, don´t get me started on that.

The fact that only a mere few inches were separating our bodies from touching was driving my libido through the roof. "You haven´t even bought me dinner yet, so how about you back off a little?"

"You got hurt under my watch once and it´s definetely not going to happen again! And in case you´ve forgotten you fit the victims description."

"Oh gee really? Why do you think did I dye my hair blonde in the first place?" I retorted sarcastically.

"Wait, a minute.." He put the pieces together. "You wanna be bait?"

"Quickest way to draw it out."

"Are you on some sort of suicide mission? Do you want to get yourself killed?"

"No." I turned around to face him. "And anyways I could have always called Alex for help."

"Oh right, Alex.. The dude who sent you here on your own in the first place. What a stand up guy your boyfriend is!"

"Alex knows me a hell of a lot better than you do. He wouldn´t have sent me here if he didn´t think I was capable of getting the job done!" I replied cockily and continued scanning the area with my EMF.

"Alex knows me a hell of a lot better than you do.. yada, yada, yada." Dean mimicked me. I was about to clock him one when I heard him sniffing. "Can you smell that?" He asked me.

Now that he mentioned it, I smelled something too. "Definetely not a gas leak."

My EMF started to pick up something and as I made my way to an air vent close by it went absolutely crazy. I kneeled down, pulled out my flashlight and took a closer look.

"Mazel tov, Nicki. Seems like you found our spirit." Dean kneeled down next to me and pulled the panel off the vent. "There´s something in there." He pulled one of his sleeves up.

"Are you really going to stick your arm in there?" I asked slightly disgusted at the thought of what might be down that vent.

"Do you wanna do it? Be my guest."

"Nah thanks, I´m good."

He felt around the vent for a minute and pulled out a clump of blonde hair that was still attached to a piece of scalp. "Sombody´s keeping souvenirs."

"I´ve dealt with my fair share of twisted spirits but I´ve never encountered one that keeps souvenirs."

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We regrouped back at the appartment and after talking about our findings we decided to call it a night.

I retreated into the bathroom and got ready for bed. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I changed into black shorts and a white tank top.

Dean, Sam and Jo were just discussing the sleeping arrangements when I exited the bathroom. "I´m taking the bed. Good night." I said and went straight into the bedroom. Dean came into the bedroom just when I had finished pouring a salt line around the bed. He closed the door behind him and looked at me. "What do you want now?" I demanded.

"We actually agreed on staying together in one room."

"You did and to be honest I don´t care. I need a decent rest and I won´t get that by sleeping on the floor." I lay down on the bed. "Besides no ghost will cross this salt line. Good night, Dean."

"I´m just trying to look out for you." He sounded frustrated.. "Why do you have to be so goddamn stubborn?"

"Runs in the family." I replied in my usual smartass manner. "And anyways I thought you didn´t care about me..."

He sat down next to me and pulled me up. "Damn it, Nicki! I care about you more than I like. There! I said it!"

I slapped his hands off my shoulders. "Well, you´ve got one funny way of showing it."

Before I knew what was happening to me I felt his lips on mine. Once again, as if on reflex, I found myself responding to the kiss.

Nicki, you´ve got to stop! I told myself over and over again and eventually I managed to pull away. "Stop doing this to me Dean! I´m tired of your shit!" He looked at me puzzled so I explained it to him. "Leading me on and then pushing me away again! Do I look like a ditchable prom date to you?"

"I´m sorry, it´s just that..." He paused for a moment. "Forget about it. I shouldn´t have come here in the first place."

I watched him leave the room. Smooth Nicki, real smooth. I thought and buried my face into the pillows.

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Part 2 will be up as soon as I get some reviews. I count on your opinion. What do you think about Nicki?