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Here is the next chapter!!!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Gabby.

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"Mmm. Ahh…" I inhaled as I took a step out from the door. The cool crisp smell of the morning hit my nostrils. It was revitalizing and energizing. Better than the smug of the crappy motel room that was currently be occupied by two sleeping men.

I looked at my watch. 5:30 A.M., it read. I glanced around at the vacant parking lot that overlooked the grace and beauty of the Rocky Mountains. Its times like these that put me to peace, which made life worth living.

I bent down to tie my gym shoes to get ready for the morning jog. I put my headphones in and ran off.

As I pushed forward, my mind was plagued with memories.

Your kids are right in the middle

"Sweetie, this is daddy's friend John,"

"Can you be brave for me?"

"You'll understand in time sweetheart"

"We can't let you lose, Gabby."

"You'll be the end of everything, baby."

"I've watched you grow all these while keeping your emotions inside and it made you so closed up that if you keep up at the rate your going, you're going to end up one fucked up individual."

I shook my head. I thought way too much at times.

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"Ohh…Bruce…" I moaned as I felt slender fingers run down my bare back. I closed my eyes as I was in heaven. I gasped as I felt small wet kisses down my back.

"Gabby, I need you," he said between kisses.

I looked up at the masked clad form above. I inhaled as I lifted the mask off revealing thick brown locks and deep chocolate eyes.

"Do as you wish Mr. Wayne," I said seductively. He smiled as he bent his head to capture my lips once more.

"Gabby!" "Yo, princess, wake up!" a masculine voice woke me.

I my eye jotted open. I looked around at my surroundings. Damn, it was just dream. Sarah was right. I can't live without my Christian Bale poster.

"Gab, you awake?" Dean asked from the front leather seat of the impala.

I just grunted a yes.

I climbed out of the back seat and out of the car. I was headed into the gas station when Dean spoke from behind me.

"So you get off on masked vigilantes, huh, Gab?" He said with a raised eyebrow and the infamous Winchester smirk.

I just glared and muttered a "pervert" underneath my breath.

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I walked out of the gas station crunching on some Doritos. Never a proper meal. You'd think that since being a hunter requires physical agility that we would consume healthier food. Then I looked at Dean, who was currently devouring a bacon cheeseburger. I had to laugh. The healthiest thing he ate was the tomato on the burger.

I trotted to the car to hear Dean pestering Sam about reading his emails.

"Hey Gab, do u still keep in contact with your buddies?" Sam genuinely asked.

"Yeah, especially that hot one you lived with?" piped in Dean.

I laughed sarcastically as I hit Dean in the head. "Sorry, horn-dog, she has a boyfriend."

Dean smiled and kept on going. "It's okay, I just need one night."

I just shook my head and replied, "Hit it and quit it, huh Deaner?"

"Damn straight baby!"

I smiled. I missed this. When I was away, no one would joke around with me like he did. That's just how amazing Dean was, even if he was a few beers short of a six pack.

"God" Sam's outburst interrupted my thoughts.

"What?" I asked with concern as I leant over the impala.

"In this e-mail from this girl, Rebecca Warren, one of those friends of mine." Sam started as he read over his email again.

"Is she hot?" Dean asked. I just hit on the side of the head again.

"Oww. You need to stop doing," Dean said rubbing his head.

"Upstairs brain, Sherlock!" I said as I pointed to my skull. "Sorry Sam, continue."

"I went to school with her, and her brother, Zack. She says Zack's been charged with murder. He's been arrested for killing his girlfriend. Rebecca says he didn't do it, but it sounds like the cops have a pretty good case."

"Dude, what kind of people are you hangin' out with?" Dean asked in a half joking manner

"No, man, I know Zack. He's no killer." Sam replied still in disbelief.

"Well, maybe you know Zack as well as he knows you." Dean stated as he took a gulp of his coffee.

"Maybe we should at least give it a look-see." I suggested. "Where does your friend live?"

" They're in St. Louis. We're goin'." Sam responded.

Dean chuckled, " Look, sorry 'bout your buddy, okay? But this does not sound like our kind of problem."

" It is our problem. They're my friends." Sam demanded.

"St. Louis is four hundred miles behind us, Sam." Dean stated as he gave me a glance. I gave him a look. He just grunted in response.

"Princess, get in the car" Dean ordered as I gave him a weird look.

"But I am in the car" I responded looking at the car interior surrounding me.

"No, I was talking to Samantha, right there," Dean corrected as he nodded over to Sam.

This time is was Sam who hit him in the back of the head.

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"Damn Sam, you need to lay off the burritos, man!" Dean said as we got out of the car in front of Rebecca's house.

"Oh my God, Sam!" A cute blonde haired girl answered the door.

"Well, if it isn't little Becky." Sam stated with a smile.

" You know what you can do with that little Becky crap." She responded as she gave Sam a warming hug.

After they pulled away, Sam told about receiving her email.

"I didn't think that you would come here." She said with sadness in her eyes. As if sensing the vulnerability, Dean stepped forward and extended his hand with a charming smile.

"Dean. Older brother." He introduced himself.

"Hi." She responded as she looked at me.

"Gabby," I smiled as I shook her hand.

"We're here to help. Whatever we can do." Sam offered

Rebecca nodded as she invited us in.

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"You have a beautiful home," I said as we walked into the kitchen.

Rebecca turned around and smiled at me , "It's my parents'. I was just crashing here for the long weekend when everything happened. I decided to take the semester off. I'm gonna stay until Zack's free. But thanks"

"Where are your folks? Sam asked.

"They live in Paris for half the year, so they're on their way home now for the trial. Do you guys want a beer or something?" Rebecca offered

Dean face lit like a kid on Christmas, "Hey— "

"No, thanks. So, tell us what happened." I interrupted Dean as he gave me a dirty look.

"Well, um, Zack came home, and he found Emily tied to a chair. And she was beaten up and bloody, and she wasn't breathing. (She starts to cry.) So, he called 911, and the police—they showed up, and they arrested him. But, the thing is, the only way that Zack could've killed Emily is if he was in two places at the same time. The police—they have a video. It's from the security tape from across the street. And it shows Zack coming home at 10:30. Now, Emily was killed just after that, but I swear, he was here with me, having a few beers until at least after midnight." She said with tears in her eyes, obviously scared for her brother.

"You know, maybe we could see the crime scene. Zack's house." Sam said stated in a soft tone.

"We could." Dean added.

Rebecca looked at us confused, "Why? I mean, what could you do?"

"Well, me, not much. But Dean's a cop." Sam said as Dean's eyes went wide.

"Detective, actually. Gabby, here, is my partner," Dean said with a smile as he nudged my ribs.

"Uh.. yeah" I responded giving Dean a dirty look. I was about to say something else when my phone rang.

"Detective Ignacious," I answered, playing the part.

"Dectective? What the hell!" a familiar voice spoke. I chuckled as I excused myself from the group and walked outside.

"Hey Sarah," I said into the phone.

"What now you're a detective now?" she asked with humor in her voice.

"Just a cover. What can I do for you?" I asked as I paced around in the garden.

"What do I need reason to call my best friend?" She asked.

"Ha very funny" I responded.

"Okay fine, Tyler and Keira are getting married" Sarah stated.

My face lit up. Tyler and Keira had been good friends though college.

"They want you in the wedding," Sarah stated.

"When is the wedding?" I asked.

"About a couple months away" Sarah answered. "But you probably need to make a trip up here to get fitted and rehearsed."

I exhaled. "Umm.. well… we are in St. Louis right now." I started as I looked up to see the boys exit the house and head toward the car.

"Um… I will call you back, Sarah," I said as I hung up the phone.

I made my way over the car and asked "We headin' over to Zach's place?"

Dean nodded, "Buckle up, princess."

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