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Whatever the creature or entity at the resort was, its schedule was easy to track. It took its victims five weeks apart on a Thursday. The time of day the women actually went missing was a little harder to piece together since no one witnessed the disappearances. According to police reports women went missing sometime between 10pm and 5am.

"We still don't have a plan to get the thing to come after us Dean. The victims all had long blonde hair and were of slight build. Dressing up is not an option for either of us."

Sam was trying to appeal to Dean's common sense, but his brother seemed to have none. They needed a woman partner. They had no one but Lea to do the job.

The threesome had spent a week researching the resort and had come up with nothing helpful. Dean didn't want to admit it, but he wouldn't look any better dressed up as a woman then Sam would. He didn't want to give up this hunt, but the idea of working with Lea made him uneasy. Shit, this wasn't going to be an easy hunt either way.

"Maybe we should pass our research to someone else. There has to be a female hunter somewhere nearby. Who says we have to be the ones to do the job?"

Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing from his brother. Dean wouldn't even entertain the idea of hunting with Lea. He acted as if she didn't exist. Sam, on the other hand, had decided to sneak away to visit with her some.

Ignoring Lea wasn't an option for Sam. He needed to know more about why she left and what she had been doing since then. Sam was pretty sure Dean would figure out where he went, but he wouldn't come looking for him.

Entering her yard, Sam saw Lea kneeling in front of an overgrown flower bed weeding as she sang to music only she could hear through the small headphones plugged into her ears.

Sam, liking a good prank, snuck up behind Lea and forced a hand over her mouth. Pulling her into the air, Sam swung her around in a circle a few times before he gingerly let her go.

Lea turned on Sam, recognized him, but still kicked him hard in the right shin. She glared up at him a few moments, as if to say, 'You are an ass,' before she replaced her headphones and went back to weeding.

Rubbing his shin tenderly, Sam felt a large bump already forming just below his knee.

'She sure is feisty,' Sam thought as he settled in beside her on the ground.

They worked quietly for over an hour, weeding then planting beautiful flowers along the back edge of the bed. Sam would have been content to work the rest of the afternoon in silence as long as he was with Lea.

She abruptly stood up and headed into the house. Sam figured she was thirsty or needed to go pee, so he didn't follow. Lea, gone only a few minutes, came back outside carrying a tray with two glasses, a pitcher of cold lemonade and a couple of sandwiches. She settled in the grass under a large oak tree and motioned for Sam to join her.

The tension eased as Lea handed Sam a glass full of juice and grinned. Sam relaxed next to her and took a lengthy swig of the cool liquid. Smiling back at Lea, Sam grabbed a sandwich from the tray and ate it heartily.

"Did you lose your voice Sam? Or is it just the company?" Lea broke the silence that had settled comfortably between them.

Finishing up his food, Sam replied. "No, I can still talk. Just didn't know what to say. It has been a long time Lea."

"I am still the same Lea, Sam. Thanks for all the help getting those weeds out. It would have taken me the rest of the day to dig them all up."

Still not entirely sure what to say, Sam decided to avoid the past for now and reacquaint himself with Lea.

"No problem, I enjoyed it. Beats setting around watching Bobby and Dean work on cars. Also gives me a break from researching our next hunt."

Sam saw Lea wince at the mention of Dean's name, but he refused to step on eggshells around her. If they were to become friends again, Dean was part of the deal.

"I was surprised you guys stuck around. He was really pissed when he left here. Is he ok with you making nice with me?"

"He isn't Lord Voldemort, you know. Dean's name doesn't have a curse linked to it. Saying his name won't summon him."

Sam's voice sparkled with nervous laughter. Sam was amused at Lea's inability to say his brother's name.

An uncomfortable silence followed Sam's comment. Lea couldn't say his name, it wouldn't cross her lips. Dean's name brought images of the man with it, images Lea didn't want in her head.

Gathering the empty glasses, Lea stood as Sam handed the tray to her. Settling the glasses next to the empty plate and used napkins, Lea turned to take the tray back inside the house.

"Thanks again for helping me today, Sam. It was nice hanging out with you. Say hey to Dean for me."

Smiling brightly at Sam for a few moments, Lea backed into the side door, disappearing from sight. Her words rang true; it had been nice to just hang out. Sam wasn't sure he would pass along her message to Dean though. He didn't know how well Dean would handle it. Sam decided he would talk to her about the case tomorrow.