Mid-February 2007, Springfield Ohio, United States

Maya sat at an old style metal and plastic table with a red top and rimmed with aluminum on pale green chairs in the kitchenette of the small apartment her and her Dad were staying at. Most of the table space was taken up with various assortments of cakes and some fruits. What wasn't taken up by food had Maya's notebook and information on a few individuals at the local college, Crawford. It contained important character points, habits, and rough schedules. The most important being was how these guys were assholes.

There was a student called Curtis who was his fraternity's pledge master. For the last semester he'd been putting his house's pledges through the ringer. Some were so humiliated they felt like they had to drop out. Those were some of the luckier ones. Others got sent to the hospital. The most recent being a young boy who was away from home for the first time, and was forced to stand outside for an hour while it was snowing. He wasn't even let back inside, when he couldn't handle it anymore, till the hour was up. He ended up getting serious frostbite and hypothermia. This Curtis dick didn't even feel remorseful for the emotional and physical damages he caused to the pledges. He was too drunk on the power he had over them.

Another was a research scientist at Crawford. Animal testing. 'Nough said.

The last was a professor of the 'Ethics and Morality' course at Crawford, a one Arthur Cox. It was ironic because he wasn't all that moral. He was married with kids, had a decently successful book on; you guessed it, 'Ethics and Morality'. He doesn't practice much what he teaches. Guess it was like that old saying, 'Those who can't do, teach.' This guy takes advantage of his position as a professor, and a minor local celebrity, and coerces young girls into having sex with him. Maya found out he sometimes purposefully gave some girls bad grades on their essay, mostly those on scholarships, and said he'd change their grade or give them recommendations if they put out.

Maya wrinkled her nose at the information she had on these assholes. It was a stroke of luck for them that she had planned to take point in how they were going to get taught a lesson. They were dicks but Maya thought they could change, that they just needed a push, a catalyst. In other words Maya wanted to ruin their lives, not take them. She was still fleshing out her plans, and at some point she was going to have to get her Dad involved. It was because it seemed Maya had hit a block, mental or physical, when it came to her powers. The biggy being that she can't just pop something into existence like her Dad could. It would have made things sooooo much easier.

As she was thinking up ideas, while absentmindedly eating her required piece of chocolate cake, the door to the apartment opened and her Dad came in whistling merrily.

"Hey Reese's Pieces," Gabriel greeted as he made his way over to the table to sit down, but not before ruffling his daughter's slightly untamable curly hair. He smirked as she went about straightening her hair pouting. He grabs a slice of chocolate fudge cake and looks over at what Maya had in front of her. "Whatchu up to?" Gabriel asked looking at her open notebook.

"Mmmmm trying to figure out ways to dole out just desserts to one of these assholes," Maya replied before letting out a groan and letting her head fall with a thud onto her notebook. "I know what I want to do, just not how to get there." Maya mumbled into her book.

Gabriel grabbed the book and carefully pulled it out from under Maya's face. He glanced over some of her ideas and plans, chuckling when he'd find questions in the margins when she ran into a snag. She was working on how to ruin Arthur Cox's life without the girls he coerced getting hit in the crossfire. Gabriel should probably tell her what he did tonight before coming home.

"These are pretty well thought out ideas Maya, though I wouldn't worry too much about professor Cox," Gabriel watched as Maya's shoulders tensed and she turned her face to stare at him in suspicion.

"What did you do?" she accused, although she had a good idea of what he did.

"Weeeeellll there's this old campus urban legend about a ghost haunting Crawford Hall. Says it's a girl that was having an affair with a professor till he broke it off. She killed herself by jumping out of the window of room 669. Supposed to go that anyone who sees her gets killed, soooooo…" Gabriel gave Maya a lopsided smile while shrugging his shoulders.

"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad." Maya groaned, sitting up to stare at him in disbelief.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?" Gabriel mimicked.

"I was working on a way to handle him! Now he's just some professor that had a tragic death—"

"A professor who threw himself out the window and suicided," Gabriel corrected. Maya just rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, but now no one will know what he'd been doing, and no one would dare come forward to speak out against a recently dead, dead guy, especially if they think it's suicide. It would backlash horribly on them." Maya groaned, slumping in her chair and staring at the ceiling. "I was trying to figure out a way to wreck his marriage and his career, not take his life. And hopefully he'd take it as a wake-up call…"

Gabriel wanted to tell his daughter it was easier to just kill him, but he knew how well that would be received. "At least we don't have to worry about him taking advantage of other girls in case he didn't get the memo." Maya quirked a smile.

"Yeah…guess I'm a fool believing people can change or make the right choices," Maya let out, despondent. Gabriel scooted his chair closer to her daughter and wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"Then I'm the bigger fool thinking they can't." Maya looked at Gabriel giving him a small smile, which he returned. "It isn't wrong to want to believe in the best of people, and it says a lot more about you than them, especially when you can see into their hearts. Yet despite what you might've seen, you still choose to believe and hope that they'll do better, after a good kick in the ass." Maya let out an amused snort and leaned into him. "Now…need any help with these other two?"

Maya gave her notebook a heated glare, if books could shake in fear this one would've. "Not tonight. I think I've fried my brain…" Maya said closing the book a little more forcefully than necessary. "I need more cake!" she announced as she grabs another slice from the assortment on the table. Gabriel barked out a laugh.

"I whole heartedly agree!" Gabriel agreed with exuberance and mischief glinting in his eyes. He puts aside the dessert plate and fork he had and grabbed one of the smaller untouched cakes. Smirking he began eating it with his hands. Gabriel tried not to choke on the cake while laughing at the disgusted face his daughter was giving him.

"At least use a fork, you heathen!" Maya summoned said utensil and stabbed it in the middle of his cake.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no. You mean Pagan, gummy worm. Heathen's too broad." Gabriel grinned, his face and hands a mess.

Maya gives him an unimpressed glare mixed with some slight disgust. "You're right. I meant pig but that might be too much of an insult. To the pigs." She began eating her own piece of cake with a fork, and with her head pointedly turned away.

"Oi!"

"No, oink!"


Couple days later…

It was morning time and Gabriel was getting ready to head over to Crawford Hall to keep an eye on his and Maya's next targets. Going into Maya's small room he finds her sleeping, dead to the world, with her mouth open slightly and drooling a little on her pillow. He cracked a smile, before walking over to her bedroom window and flinging the curtains open. Poor kid had the bedroom facing the east. The sunlight had the desired effect of arousing his daughter from her slumber as she groaned greatly in protest, rolling over to face away from the unpleasant light.

Well that just wouldn't do. He dramatically sits at the edge of her bed and starts shaking her shoulders while singing very cheerfully, too cheerful for people trying to sleep.

"~Good morning! Good morning! It's great to stay up late. Good morning! Good morning to you.~" By the end of the little song excerpt Gabriel had flopped on her so his face was right next to her's, beaming. With practiced ease from having to deal with his antics, Maya ignored him, and tried to burrow further into her pillow and blanket.

"Daaaaaaaaaaaad, whyyyyyyyyyyy?" Maya complained as she felt her Dad get off of her and then proceed to take her blanket, and throw it at the end of her bed. Flopping onto her back she glared up at the amused face of her Dad.

"Daylight's burnin' Jolly Rancher! We gotta get goin' to the campus." Gabriel said, jerking a thumb over his shoulder.

"Right, right, to your 'job'." Maya air quoted smirking. She thought it was funny how the great Trickster god Loki was masquerading as a janitor. "Why am I going again?" she questioned.

Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Despite what you might assume a Trickster's life is going to be like, you still need to learn things. So sit in on some of the classes. Learn something, and get new ideas. People watch." For the most part what he said was true, but he just wanted—

"You just want me nearby so you can keep an eye on me." Maya stated.

She knew him well.

"Yeah pretty much," he shrugged, "but you know I have a point."

"Yeah I know." Maya sighs.

"Great! Now get up, get dressed, and grab your bag!" Gabriel said brightly as he walked out of her room and closed the door.

When she steps out into the 'loudly' decorated apartment, there were a few breakfast burritos waiting, and some chocolate bars. It sucked sometimes being part Trickster, with such a high metabolism. She needed to eat a lot more sugar than was normally healthy so she didn't have a repeat of the Rockwell City, Iowa incident. Talk about the most inopportune time to find out you were on the extreme end of being hypoglycemic. She liked chocolate and candy well enough, but it got tiring and a little sickening some times. When that happens she usually switched over to eating tons of fruit instead. At least she didn't need as much as her Dad. Maya had finally learned to not try to out do him on sweet binges.

Both father and daughter eat a couple of breakfast burritos each and Gabriel made sure that Maya ate at least one chocolate bar, before having her stuff the rest in her bag. It doesn't take long to reach the campus in the car. Before leaving the confines of the car Maya remembered something.

"Hey Dad, we still on for Ghost Rider tonight?" Maya asked excited. Gabriel reaches over and messes up her hair, making her grumble.

"Sure thing kiddo!" Gabriel laughed. "Let's meet at Crawford Hall around 6. We'll go straight there." Gabriel received a bright smile after Maya fixed her hair.

"Great! I'll see you later Dad!" she replied getting out of the car and walking away.

"Love you!" Gabriel called to his daughter's retreating back, his warm breath coming out in puffs in the cold winter air. Maya turned and waved.

"Love you too!" she yelled back smiling.


11:50am

Maya was slumped in a reading chair in the Crawford library with her head tilted back. She was sooooooooo bored! She went to a couple of morning lectures she thought were interesting. The last one ended almost two hours ago. Maya guessed she could have gone to the 'Ethics and Morality' lecture, but sadly the class was cancelled for the rest of the year. Insert slight snicker here. She didn't like what her Dad did, and felt bad that the professor didn't get the chance to try to change, but tried not to dwell on it too much. The asshole preyed on impressionable minds and those who relied on a high GPA to maintain their scholarships.

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1 Text Message

D: Heeeeeeeeeeeey you good for getting lunch for yourself? I've kinda got my eye on a prissy bitch type that might need a good dose of humiliation.

D: Also any suggestions? :)

Rolling her eyes Maya responded to her Dad's messages.

MG: Queen Bee?

D: With worker bees following her around like her own personal laugh track audience. :p

MG: Let me guess, popular, well-off parents, overly confident, usually perceived as kind and caring except to her targets? A Karen in the making?

D: DO NOT TYPE OR SPEAK HER NAME! LEST YOU SUMMON HER!

Maya did her best to keep her laughter quiet in the library. Her Dad used to tell her stories about the mean woman known as Karen. Maya vaguely remembered her, if only because she made her Dad mad. Though if the stories were anywhere close to the truth Maya was glad she didn't remember her.

D: But yeah.

MG: Show her cronies and the people her true colours, make her lose her confidence.

MG: I'm stuck on paint balloons outside Crawford Hall when classes end.

MG: Let all see her true colours! Lol.

D: Lol! I like it! Simple and elegant. Good work butterscotch.

D: I'm getting on it. You good for food?

MG: Yea I'm good. Get video!

D: As you wish! Lol.

Smiling at her Dad's antics Maya packed up her stuff and made her way off campus to a local pizza place. Buying some slices and a drink she takes a seat at a window booth and watch as people walk by. She tries to think of possible lives they were leading based on their faces, how they dressed, even how they walked. Golden eyes latched onto an odd pair walking towards the pizza place.

They were both male, the younger one early twenties longish brown hair, really tall build, and soft brown eyes. The shorter one was slightly older so mid-twenties? He had striking green eyes and dark short and kind of spikey dirt blonde hair. Both had that certain walk that Maya recognized as the soldier walk, though the tall softer one didn't really stand his ground as his shorter companion. It honestly looked like he was trying to look less intimidating, and kind of working if Maya was honest. Almost looked like a puppy in a giant man suit. The short one he exuded a kind of easy don't-mess-with-me vibe, but still had some kind of approachable charm to him. It was probably the eyes. Maya turned her head to keep her eyes on them as they walked past her in the window.

The shorter one pointed to the pizza shop with a crooked smile, saying something Maya couldn't hear. The big one gives what can only be described as a bitch-face before rolling his eyes. The shorty just grinned triumphantly before walking in through the door, the Sasquatch following close behind. Seriously! Maya thought he was tall from when he was approaching but he's got to have 9 inches on her and built like a…a…a moose!

"Alright Sammy I'm feeling meat lovers for me, but I'm guessing you want some craptastic veggie pizza instead?" the shorter one, not Sammy, elbowed the taller man known as Sammy jokingly.

Sammy gives the short one a long-suffering sigh. "It's Sam, Dean and no, I'm getting the chicken Caesar salad." Sammy-correction Sam- replied. Dean looked at Sam like he'd grown not one, but two more heads.

"Sam," Dean said seriously, looking at Sam. "It's a pizza joint. You don't go in to buy salad," he said the word with disgust "you go in to buy pizza!" Dean made a point by gesturing to the ready-made pizzas under a warming light. "And maybe the occasional pound of chicken wings." Dean added.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just order the food Dean. I'll grab us a seat." Sam had rolled his eyes again. It was obvious that they've had similar conversations about food before.

Sam walked towards her and Maya met his eyes. The behemoth of a man gave a small gentle smile and a small wave. Maya returned it with her own small smile before turning back around, as Sam moved past her and took the empty booth in front of her, with his back to her. For a few moments Maya returned to people watching and slowly eating her pizza slices. The corner of her eyes caught Dean sitting down heavily across from Sam.

"Ah, food of the gods Sammy!" Dean sighed happily after taking a bite of his pizza.

"Dean what is this?" Sam questioned, annoyed. Maya could only guess at his exasperated face, but she quirked a slight smile at her imaginings.

"Some classic pepperoni pizza." Dean answered happily.

"It's not what I wanted." Maya could just hear the tick in Sam's voice.

"I know. You wanted some rabbit food crap. I got you some real food instead. Your welcome." Dean said pleased. Maya didn't need to hear anything to have an idea that Sam was giving Dean another bitch-face. Maya couldn't cover up the snort she released.

"Something funny sweetheart?" Maya turned her head at Dean's question. Meeting an eyebrow raised over intense green eyes. Sam turned his upper body to look at her questioningly. Maya could feel a shiver of fear travel down her spine under their gaze, well mostly Dean's anyways.

Have you ever had those moments where you say something without thinking? Like there was no brain to mouth filter? Maya had one of those moments.

"Just imagining the look on Gigantor's face when you said 'your welcome' for switching his food." Maya wanted to take back those words and go with the default of insulting Dean's face, he looked a little vain. The intensity of Dean's eyes faded as he picked up on the name she called Sam, where as Sam's intensified instead as he gave her a seriously?-bitch-face. It was impressive.

"You've been watching us since we came in." Sam stated. "Why?"

"Technically since you were walking up the sidewalk…" She received unimpressed stares. Stupid brain to mouth filter. "I people watch okay? It's what I do when I get a window seat at a restaurant. I watch people walking by and try to figure out their stories." Maya let the truth come out; she didn't think she could pull off a lie under the pressure these two were giving her. "Sorry." She mumbled out meekly, looking small and harmless.

Maya hadn't realized how tense the two older men had gotten until they relaxed her shoulders, believing her.

"It's fine, sorry if we made you nervous." Sam sighed giving her a reassuring smile. Damn it was disarming.

"So sweetheart, why'd you keep watching us when we came in?" Dean asked, a self-confident smirk on his face. "It's 'cause I'm devastatingly handsome isn't it? Sorry, but you're a little too young for me. Give me a call in, 5 years okay?"

"Dean!" Sam turned to Dean, admonishing him with a reprimanding voice. Dean just gave him a helpless shoulder shrug mouthing 'what?'. Sam shook his head before turning back to Maya.

"Sorry about him. He can be a bit of an ass." Sam apologized.

"Bitch!" Dean responded to Sam's insult.

"Jerk!" Sam easily replied. Maya had a feeling it was a thing they did affectionately to each other.

"No worries. I've had worse come-ons since the girls started really developing from larger douche nozzles than him." Maya said calmly. Sam and Dean on the other hand looked concerned at her words.

"You shouldn't really sound as okay with that as you do sweet heart. Not every guy will stop at only words." Dean's green eyes flashed with anger, mirrored by the concerned pinch in Sam's face.

It was refreshing to find guys that were angry over the assholes of the world like the ones Maya encountered.

"I know," Maya said acknowledging their concern. "But it helps too that I know I can put down guys bigger than me into the concrete." Maya gave them a crooked smirk while they both appraised her.

"Really?" Sam wasn't completely convinced, but Maya could tell it wasn't to be insulting.

"What's your go to move then if a guy grabbed you?" Dean asked all of a sudden, giving her a serious stare.

"Other than screaming my head off for help? Probably the SING combo, stomach-instep-nose-groin." Maya listed off. "I have also been told I have a mean kidney jab." A self-satisfied smirk crossed her face.

Dean laughed and gave her a thumbs-up. "Nice! I bet all the guys are afraid of you." Sam looked a little more satisfied knowing she could handle herself, but that slight bit of worry was still there.

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Maya quickly answered her phone knowing who it was.

"Hey Dad…no I'm still at the pizza place…yeah alright, I'll eat and run…see you soon…love you! Bye!" Finishing the call she looked over at Sam and Dean.

"Sorry fellas, but my Dad noticed I'm gone. Gotta get back."

"Wait, shouldn't you be in school?" Sam asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"I am…kinda. Dad has me doing some alternative learning program. I spend most of my time at the Crawford library and sitting in on auditorium lectures." Maya explained. "Not sure how good it is, but I learn what I want, and get to spend a lot of time with the old man." Maya noticed a flash of pain enter their eyes but it was gone soon enough.

"Wait, you said Crawford? You talkin' about the college?" Dean questioned, his eyes focused on her.

"Uh, yeah? What else?"

"Nothing. We just heard about that professor's suicide. Did you attend some of his lectures?" Sam asked gently. Maya shrugged her shoulders, non-committal.

"Yeah, just a couple. 'Ethics and Morality', right? Thought the course material was pretty interesting. Like, is what doing what's right the same as doing something that's morally right? Gets ya thinking, you know?" Maya said looking at them. She held her tongue on what exactly she thought of the professor himself though.

"You ever hear of the urban legend of the ghost girl and a room numbered 669?" Dean asked bluntly, before Sam, probably, could offer words of comfort to Maya for the toll the death of the professor might have caused her. He gave Dean an exasperated look.

"What Dean means to say, is we're sorry you had to go through that." Sam said staring Dean down, who did not look apologetic in the slightest.

"Bite me Sammy."

Maya gave a huff at their antics; pretty sure they must be brothers of some kind, if not by blood then definitely by bond.

"Listen I really gotta go. I've heard of the legend but I don't give it much stock. I mean, who ever she's the ghost isn't supposed to survive to tell the tale right? Yet the tale gets told anyway. It's probably just a made up legend to scare freshmen." Maya stated. It wasn't a lie. There was no ghost, or a history of a girl committing suicide. Just her Dad playing pranks of the harmless, and deadly, variety.

"Right. Sorry, and thanks." Sam said.

"Later sweet heart." Dean gave her a mock flirtatious smile while waggling his eyebrows jokingly. Sam rounded on him, reaching across the table to smack up side the head.

"Dean!" Sam hissed. Maya laughed, grabbing her bag, and remaining slice of pizza.

"Later Gigantor," Sam looked at her with annoyance, while Dean smirked. "Later douche nozzle." Their expressions switched. Maya began walking out.

"Bitch!" Dean called after her.

"Ass face!" She yelled back not turning around and sticking her arm in the air to give him the middle finger as she walked out laughing. She then proceeded to walk by the window of their booth. Tapping the window to get their attention or more specifically, Dean's. Dean gave his own version of a bitch-face as she smiled teasingly at him, wiggling her fingers. Scowling, he leaned on the table with one of his elbows and flipped her off.

Maya raised her brow at it, and then looked at Dean's face. A mischievous gleam entered her eyes as she stared Dean down, looking straight into his own green eyes. Without breaking eye contact Maya spread her legs, took her free hand, put it over her crotch, and did a Michael Jackson crotch grab with pelvic thrust.

Dean sat straight up looking at her in shock, eyes blown wide and his mouth dropping a little. That had nothing on Sam's expression though. The poor giant had been taking a swig of soda when she did the crotch grab. When she grabbed and bucked her hips he did a spit take and was currently hunched over the table, burying his head in his arms and shaking his shoulders in laughter. Laughing Maya gave them a final wave before making her way back to campus.


Sam and Dean

"Shut up Sam!" Dean groused at his brother's hunched form.

"Oh God! Your face!" Sam wheezed, trying to calm down. Sam sat up rubbing his face and took some deep breaths. He looked at Dean's own brand of bitch-face, and bust out one more laugh.

"Saaaaaaaaaam." Dean said warningly.

"Right. Right. I'm done. Sorry." Sam's smile and tone of voice suggested he wasn't apologetic at all.

"Bitch." Dean scowled.

"Jerk." Smirked Sam.

"So," Dean started taking bites out of his pizza and talked with his mouth full. " 'ink it's a 'auntin'?" Sam gave him a disgusted face. " 'wha'?"

"You're disgusting." Sam stated as Dean just shrugs off the insult. "Not sure. Curtis and…did you catch the girl's name?" Dean shook his head.

"Just call her Goldy." Dean suggested.

"Goldy? She's not a goldfish Dean."

"Yeah, but she did have gold eyes." Dean pointed out.

"Your right. That's a pretty rare colour though, especially that intensity of gold. No mistaking it for a light hazel, that's for sure." Sam pondered. Dean just shrugged as he ate his pizza. Unless they were black or yellow he didn't really care much about someone's eye color. "Anyway, neither of them believed the legend to be real." Sam said, thinking over what they had so far.

"Don't mean it's not a haunting. Not every haunting becomes a local legend, or even what started the legend. Could be a completely different ghost." Dean added, washing the pizza down with his soda.

"Guess we'll have to check out the scene, see if we pick anything up." Sam sighed as he ate his own pizza, however much he didn't want it in the first place.

"Great. Probably should go in when most staff and students have gone home then. Last thing we need is provoking an angry ghost around a bunch of nerds."

"Can't go in as investigators, the scene's been cleaned up and any investigator's would have shown up already by now." Sam pondered, eyes narrowed in thought.

"Maintenance? Plumbers?" Dean suggested.

"No, that wouldn't get us access to the professor's office." Sam thought aloud then snapped his fingers. "But electricians would. It would also explain away the EMF detectors as equipment for finding wires."

"Awesome. We can probably get in tonight if we talk to one of the cleaning staff." Dean said, rubbing his hands together anticipatory.

Finishing their food they leave the pizza place and went to go get ready and get in touch with a member of the cleaning staff.


5:45pm

Gabriel checked his watch as he waited for the electricians that called in earlier today. He was elected to stay behind to let them into the rooms at Crawford Hall. Ugh. He didn't want to spend however long taking these guys around the building to check the wiring. However, if he wanted to keep his cover he had to suck it up. He hoped Maya wouldn't be too upset. She'd been looking forward to seeing Ghost Rider since the commercials came out.

5:47pm

The two electricians had finally arrived, walking through the front doors and holy shit! The one was a freaking giant! Built like one too.

"Hey," giant man greeted. "I'm Sam, and this is Dean." He threw a thumb over his shoulder at the shorter man, who was still taller than Gabriel.

"Sup." Dean greeted simply.

"Nice to meet ya. I'm Gabe." Gabriel smiled, offering his hand for a handshake. He knew exactly what these two were. Not only was it a little suspicious to check wires at this time of day, it was the way they carried themselves and the way their eyes scanned the room, like soldiers, or, more specifically, Hunters. Oh this was going to be fun.

After shaking their hands Gabriel asked, "You guys going to take long? I've got to meet someone later."

"Hot date?" Dean smirked at him. Gabriel snorted.

"Something like that. If I don't meet her, she'll come after me." Gabriel smiled, knowing Maya would hunt him down to demand why he was taking so long.

"Kinky." That earned Dean a swat to the head by Sam.

"Dean!" Sam hissed at Dean, before turning back to Gabriel. "I'm sorry about him. It's been a long day." Sam said looking apologetically. Gabriel just waved it off.

"No worries. I'd honestly say the same thing to someone else." Gabriel gave them a devious smirk while shrugging his shoulders. "Well let's get started!" Gabriel said cheerfully.

Sam nodded in agreement. "We only really need to check around the offices on the top floor, so it shouldn't take too long."

They get up to the top floor and Gabriel would unlock a room, they'd go in check it out then come out, and locked the door behind him. Then they got to the dead professor's room.

"How long have you been working here?" Sam asked conversationally as Gabriel unlocked the door.

"I've been mopping these floors for six years." Gabriel said as he opened the door, walking in and flicking the light switch. "There you go guys." He said unenthused. Time was ticking till he was supposed to meet Maya. Thankfully it was the last room.

Sam pulled out a gadget with lights. Pretending to be ignorant Gabriel asked about it. "What the heck's that for?"

Sam looked back at him then looked around the office. "Just to find the wires in the walls." He said simply. Gabriel kept the snort of disbelief from coming out. Yeah, sure buddy.

Gabriel leaned up against the archway in the office as he watched Sam look at the EMF detector while walking around the room. Yeah Gabriel knew exactly what that was.

"Ah. Well. Not sure why you're wiring up this office. Not gonna do the professor much good." Gabriel put out there, looking around the room.

Dean looked over at him questioningly. "Why's that?" he asked.

"He's dead." Gabriel stated simply. Dean looked at him in slight interest, not really surprised.

"Oh. What happened?" Dean asked as he spotted the bowl with chocolates in it and began to help himself.

"He went out that window. Right there." Gabriel replied, pushing away from the arch and pointing at the open window, curtains billowing slightly in the night breeze.

Sam walked behind him to his other side and sounded genuinely interested. "Yeah? Were you working that night?"

Gabriel turned to look at Sam. "I'm the one who found him."

"You see it happen?" Sam questioned.

"Nope. I just saw him come up here and uh…" Gabriel paused smirking. "Well…"

"What?" Sam asked with a congenial smile.

"He wasn't alone." Gabriel said waggling his eyebrows.

Sam gave a slightly impressed 'hm' face and released a small chuckle, smiling in amusement. Dean came over with a couple pieces of chocolates he was still working on in his mouth.

"Who was he with?" Dean asked, still chewing the chocolates.

"He was with a young lady." Gabriel gossiped and Dean gave an impressed nod. "I told the cops about her, but I guess they never found her." He shrugged.

"You saw this girl go in, but did you ever see her come out?" Sam enquired.

"Now that you mention it, no." Gabriel gave another small shrug after a moment of thinking. Well it wasn't a lie. She didn't come out, he just vanished her away. Internal snicker.

"You ever see her before, around?" Sam pursued, Dean ate a couple more chocolates.

"Not her." Gabriel answered, with a slight eyebrow waggle.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked grinning.

"I don't mean to cast aspersions on a dead guy, but, uh…Mr. morality here? He brought a lot of girls up here." Gabriel answered. "Got more ass than a toilet seat." That joke had both Dean and Sam laughing, as he gave his own amused smirk, but that faded. Sam noticed.

"What's wrong?"

"I ain't all that sad to see him kick it to be honest." Gabriel grimaced at the memory, the reason why he didn't wait for Maya to come up with a non-lethal plan.

"Ain't that a little…harsh?" Sam asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"Not when you decide to meet your kid after his class and watch as he tries to coerce her into having sex with him by threatening to give her a bad grade." Gabriel deadpanned.

"He did what?!" Dean demanded.

"He can't do that!" Sam said in disbelief. "Did your daughter report him?"

Gabriel shook his head. "No, but she gave him one hell of a sucker punch to the kidneys. He tried to threaten her with assault charges, but she beat him back by saying she wasn't afraid to tell the police he was trying to coerce a minor. I walked in after she had him on the ground and gave him my own threats. I had her stop attending his lectures."

"Wait, how old is your daughter?" Sam asked. Dean was pondering over what Gabriel had just said.

"Sweet 16 next month." Gabriel smiled, puffing up a little in pride.

"Why is she in college already?" Sam queried. It was rare for someone so young to already be going on to secondary education.

"Alternative learning program." Gabriel shrugged. That's when it clicked for Dean.

"Goldy!" Dean exclaimed after snapping his fingers and pointing at Gabriel, who consequently had gold eyes as well.

Gabriel raised a confused eyebrow, "Uh, yeah I've got gold eyes…why does…?"

"Nah, nah," Dean shook his hands in front of him. "Goldy is just a name I came up with for this kid we met earlier today. Didn't catch her name, but she said how she had a mean kidney punch and was doing some alt learning thing at Crawford. Also that she went to some of this douche bag's classes." Dean said smiling.

Oh, that's not good.

Sam then cut in when his brother left out a detail. "Yeah she had shoulder length, curly, dark, brown hair, freckles across her nose, and intense gold eyes, kind of like your's." Sam added.

Gabriel let out a disbelieving huff. Of course Maya would some how run into two Hunters and from the looks of it, slightly endear herself to them.

"Yeah that sounds like my Maya." Gabriel quickly looked at his watch. "Uh, speaking of which, wanna wrap this up? She's probably waiting down stairs for me…or prowling about trying to hunt me down." He twirled a pointed finger in the air in a 'hurry it up' motion.


6:13pm

Her Dad was late. Not even a message to tell her what's going on. Groaning she entered the hall and made her way to the top floor, better to go from top to bottom. Walking into the hall of offices she hears voices, familiar voices. She made her way to where the voices were coming, the dead professor's office.

"…prowling about trying to hunt me down." Came her Dad's voice from the open doorway. Peeking in she sees her Dad standing with Sam and Dean. What were they doing here?

"Yeah, yeah, just one more thing. This building—it only has four stories, right?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." her Dad replied shortly.

"So there wouldn't be a room 669?" Sam asked with a tone of voice that said he kind of knew what her Dad was going to say.

"Of course not. Why do you ask?" Her Dad enquired. Why indeed.

Walking quietly Maya slipped into the room to hide behind the wall of the arch on the right side, keeping her out of her Dad's sight but not Sam and Dean's. Dean noticed first when she crept in but Maya made slashing hand gestures at her throat and putting a finger to her lips. She nodded her head in the direction of her Dad. Dean gave a casual nod and smirked at her, before looking away. Sam by some miracle didn't notice her.

"Ah, just curious. Thanks." Sam replied and turned with his back towards her. Dean was looking anywhere else but her. Her Dad came around the open archway, looking at the guys, and not in her direction. The stars have aligned and Maya seized her moment!

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Maya shouted as she jumped on her Dad's back. Sam, not knowing she was there, jumped a couple feet in the air and whirled around with eyes wide in surprise. Dean was bent over wheezing in laughter.

"GAD ZEUKS!" her Dad shouted, grabbing her arms and keeping her in place. He turned his head to get a look at her. "Really Maya? A jump scare? You trying to give me a heart attack?" he released her arms and let her fall off his back, before wrapping his arm around her in a headlock.

"Gad zeuks Dad? Really showing your age there, old man!" Maya exclaimed from around the arm wrapped around her head, trying to twist out of it.

"Who you calling old, Twix bar?" Her Dad proceeded to give her a noogy. "Say it!" Gabriel demanded with a playful voice. Maya struggled for a bit longer before finally, relaxing.

"Fine! Uncle! Uncle!" Maya cried out. As soon as she was released she gave her Dad some mock punches that he pretended to block. Both of them laughed as they exited the room, Sam and Dean following behind watching them.

Maya and Gabriel didn't notice the brief flashes of grief going through the two young men's eyes, before hiding behind a carefully constructed wall of amusement.

After saying their goodbyes to Sam and Dean, Maya and Gabriel went back to the car.

"Hey, I gotta go do something real quick. Be back in a snap!" Gabriel said winking to his daughter with a snap of his fingers he disappeared. Maya just rolled her eyes and sat in the car waiting for him. He was back almost an instant later smirking to himself, at a joke only he knew.

"So, where'd you go?" Maya asked curiously as Gabriel started the car.

"Well, Sam and Dean?" Gabriel said, giving Maya a side-glance. "They're Hunters."

"Shit! Dad I had no idea!" Maya said a little panicked. They didn't seem like Hunters when she first saw them, but it might be why she thought they were so odd earlier. Thinking of their walk, their suspicion at being stared at, their question about the professor…it should have been a lot more obvious. Maya hits her head back in the seat, groaning at the realization. "I should've known." Maya mumbled.

"Ah don't worry too much. They don't know anything. I also kind of made sure it would be a lot harder for them to figure it out." Gabriel smirked. Maya peeked an eye at him.

"What you did when you disappeared?"

"Yep!" Gabriel chirped. "Might be hard to look stuff up on the Internet if their laptop's frozen on porn…Deano looked the type." Maya let out a laugh at that.

"Yeah, he does doesn't he?" Maya said smirking. "So…Ghost Rider?" she asked brightly.

Gabriel laughed and nodded. "Ghost Rider."

"Yes!" Maya cheered excitedly.