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Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
Autumn awoke, curled up against Deans chest. She traced the pentagram tattoo with her finger and curled in closer. She shut her eyes and breathed in the moment. Despite everything that was happening, she felt safe. Never in her life had she felt safe – confident, yes, but always on edge. Last night was, she couldn't explain in words what last night was. The first thing that came to mind was the Bad Company song, Feel Like Making Love. That helped explain it, if she could describe the music she could describe last night, right? It was … making love, like the song. Not like the first time. No, the first time was, was … Thunderstruck by AC/DC. Yah, the first time was heated and angry. This time was...
She felt a hand run through her hair and opened her eyes so that blue met green. "You know, you're messing up my system," she said nuzzling back into her nook.
His green eyes looked down quizzically, "What do you mean?"
"Well, more often than not, I'm gone before the guy wakes up, and usually I have time to snag his cash. But you, you're different..." she sighed and rolled on top of him, watching his eyes, "I guess it's 'cause I'm stuck with you until we finish the job... that and you have no money."
He laughed and rolled over on her to plant yet another one of his reassuring, protective, and slightly invasive kisses. "Come on. We gotta get you ready for school," he said flashing his eyes and one of his smirks that Autumn had grown to love. Autumn moaned, she wasn't sure if it was from the fact that she had to go to school or the fact that Dean was getting out of bed.
He threw on boxers and a tee shirt. "I'll send Katie over."
Autumn quickly got dressed so that Tobi wouldn't be scarred for life. Dean scrambled back into the room, "You might wanna check this out!" He ran back to the next room. Autumn quickly followed. All she had on besides the bare essentials was her ugly plaid skirt and a white tank top, but she busted into Sam's room regardless.
Autumn started "What the..." at the top of her lungs, storming to the bed where Sam and Katie laid in the worst possible position: spooning! But Dean threw a hand over her mouth and hooked an arm around her waist to pull her out of the room before she hurt Sammy.
"Hey, what'd you expect?" Dean asked outside the room, "we left them in a room together while we were next door..." he finished the sentence with an insinuating eyebrow raise.
"But she's..." Autumn looked at Dean's stern face and gave up. "Fine, let's just wake 'em up."
Dean stopped her, "nicely," he mouthed.
"No promises," she silently indicated, walking up to Katie's side of the bed. Autumn took Katie by the ankle and slowly pulled her out of Sam's arms without waking either. She got Katie to a point where she was precariously perched on the edge of the bed. Dan just watched from the corner with an amused smirk. Autumn stooped over Katie's head, took a silent breath and let out a sudden and shrill, "Tobi!"
Katie's limbs flailed to life as she struggled to maintain balance. Her efforts to stay on the mattress were futile as she promptly tumbled to the floor. Autumn's cry sent Sam, who was trapped under Katie's mountain of blankets, into a frenzy. His long legs and arms kicked and punched the suffocating amount of sheets to no avail.
"Alright there, Rocky, calm down," Dean laughed helping Sam out of the trap.
"Time for school!" Autumn chirped as she pounced on Katie, "Piggy back?" Katie grumbled as she clambered on to Autumn's back. "Tally-Ho!" Autumn laughed, which made a very tired Katie giggle as they galloped out the door.
Sam sighed as Dean passed the bed, "Got a long day ahead of us! Suit up!" Dean threw off his shirt as he claimed the bathroom as his for the next twenty minutes.
Once Katie got in the shower Autumn flipped on the local news. Great, ninety degrees out, fantastic. She decided she would go sans uncomfortable shoes and found her converse in the bottom of a bag. She threw her hair into a ponytail. As short as it was she had to clip back her bangs, and still wayward strands of hair would break loose, as a defiant f-you to the beginning of her day. She sighed, not wanting to put make up on in this heat. She threw on some mascara and lip gloss. She let the Under Armor shorts show from beneath her skirt. Good enough and she plopped on the bed to watch the news. She sat upright when she realized another girl had gone missing. Katie walked out in the uniform, "Katie another one went missing yesterday, so we have a fresh name, Jillian Andrews. We still have a chance. Stop standing there and let's go!"
"Boys! Come on!" she shouted banging on their door, "Meet us at the car!" She slid down the banister into the parking lot. Katie followed suit; she got halfway down when she fell backwards and into a bush. Autumn smirked as she lent her unfortunate friend a hand up. They got the crappy tin can the renters called an '07 Impala. It sickened Autumn to even look at it, so small and 'efficient.'
"Hey Sanchez, I just realized, Sam has genital herpes," Katie whispered hopping on to the trunk.
Autumn sneered, "You would know."
"No, I mean, you know that episode 'Changing Channels;' Do you think he really has it?"
But before Autumn could answer the boys approached the crap-mobile, as Autumn so 'lovingly' called it.
Autumn rolled into the front seat after throwing her bag in. Sam gave her a disturbed look and Autumn instantly went into verbal attack mode. "What?" she spat annoyed by his looming figure and the fact that her skin was sticking to the leather because of the heat and it was only 6:30 in the morning.
He looked at her skirt and back up to her and then quickly clambered into the back seat, hitting his head as he went. Autumn looked down at her legs splayed open in the crappy polyester skirt. She hated skirts, "Yup! 'Nothin but lady, Sammy!" she grunted. She twitched with annoyance when the flesh of her leg squeeked across the leather seat.
"Don't call me Sammy!"
Katie was far more delicate and conscious about getting into the car with a skirt. She closed the door and looked up at Sam. Their eyes met and she quickly looked back down with an awkward smile, as she pulled her hair behind her right ear. A strand fell loose and Sam helped push it back. At this Katie looked up. For a moment that seemed to last forever, they gave each other a longing look, but broke eye contact when Dean slammed his door shut.
"You two all set?" he asked with yet another smirk. He and Autumn had been watching the entire time. The two back seat passengers remained silent. "All right, let's get rolling!" and he switched on the radio began singing Sweet Home Alabama.
Katie and Autumn sang along with the song. Once it ended, Autumn started in on her victims. "So, you guys were awfully quiet last night."
"You weren't," Sam scoffed. Katie giggled.
"Ah-Burn!" and she continued laughing as she gave Sam a little victory high-five.
"Watch it there, Sammy," Dean grinned, noticing Autumn's eye twitch, "she might claw your eyes out."
Autumn took a deep breath, "No, that was a good one. I can appreciate that one, single burn; but he better watch his back the rest of today."
The Impala impostor rolled into the school parking lot. All four got out and walked to the door.
"We might want to sweep the grounds for any EMF's," Dean declared.
"I did yesterday," Sam said holding the door open.
"Another girl went missing, so check again. What did you two find out with your research yesterday?" Autumn sighed.
"Well, crows, they steel virgins to maintain their youth. Apparently, they're pretty hip creatures, adopting the night life that of a college student, you know clubs and stuff, but they like caverns," Sam explained.
Katie interjected, "That would explain why so many girls go missing from a Catholic School, and the bustling city, but Florida isn't known for having ca-" she bumped into Mr. Perry, who appeared out of nowhere. Autumn noticed that that seemed to happen a lot.
"Hello! Well, aren't you four chummy?" He smoothly transitioned from the intro to questioning, "I noticed you came in the same car."
"Oh, Mr. Perry! These are our cousins on our mother's side. They just got into subbing here, so mom asked if they could take us to school. Me, Katie and our parents just moved here from Conneticut. It's nice to have somebody you know to be new with, you know?" Autumn said without batting an eyelash.
Dean was impressed by Autumn's lying skills and even more impressed that she could talk about her mom, seemingly without a thought.
Mr. Perry seemed taken aback by her quick paced story. "Oh, um, well, that's nice of you two gentlemen." He smiled and went around the group, "Cousins?" he mused to himself.
"Crap, he knows something," Autumn complained.
"What d'ya mean? That story was fool proof!" Dean boasted.
"Still..." she said wearily, "He's here awfully early. We need to look into him."
The group moved through the empty halls and decided on investigating the files of the missing girls and Mr. Perry. Besides the four, apparently Mr. Perry, and possibly the janitor, the school was empty. It was an hour and a half before school began, so Dean pulled out his lock-picking kit and got to work on the main office door. Autumn laughed at him in his button down shirt and dress pants, picking a lock when she noticed something. She tapped on Dean's shoulder and pushed him aside. She took hold of the handle and without effort, swung the unlocked door open. Autumn and Katie went for the files while Sam and Dean stood guard. The girls found the files in an easily entered safe, and quickly made copies of each packet. They were finishing up when Sam came in to get them, "You guys done?"
"All set!" Katie chirped. Autumn put the files back in the safe and Katie went to put the copies in her purse, but Sam stopped her, "I should carry it, just to be safe. You know, teacher," She nodded and handed him the papers. The three proceeded out of the office, gingerly closing the door behind them and met Dean. Dean slid an arm around Autumn, and she allowed it, as she had gotten used to his presence. Unfortunately she worried about someone seeing, so she took him by the hand and guided it away. He understood as she gave him a coy smile and turned away.
Katie watched Sam put the file in his messenger bag. They started walking together behind Autumn and Dean. "Do you know where you're subbing today?" Katie asked.
"Uh, yeah, health, I think. Dean has gym." he was watching Katie play with the strap on her bag and the little pop she had in each step. Her curls bounced like Katie was mid-skip. She looked up at him with her little nose scrunch, "Dean will like that!"
"Yeah, we're subbing across the hall from each other..."
"Ha, at least you're not a janitor, this time!"
Sam was about to ask her how she knew that, and then remembered. Unfortunately he remembered at the same time as walking into a door jam.
"Welcome to gym class," Dean said happily. He was in heaven. He couldn't wait to see Autumn in the short-shorts that were part of the required uniform. She and Katie jogged out late from the locker room. Dean smirked, "Today we're playing volleyball. Break into even teams and go nuts." He threw the bag of volleyballs into the crowd of girls. At least he didn't have to wear shorts like the gym sub job. He wore his normal sub-clothing but he had untucked his shirt, removed the tie, and unbuttoned the top few buttons.
Autumn and Katie grabbed a ball and joined a team. Dean watched Autumn happily. She had left on the under amour but it still was an attractive view. She was a good player. Her team was winning and she was the only one who had scored. It was Katie's turn to serve now. She threw the ball up and spiked it…into the back of Autumn's head. Oh shit! Dean thought and quickly made his way over to the scene of a coming murder. Autumn lunged and Katie made a break for it. Katie scurried up the rope hanging from the ceiling and made it to the platform in record time.
"Get your ass down here!" Autumn demanded.
"Ya think I'm stupid?"
"Why don't you climb up after her?" Dean suggested. Autumn scowled. The rope was the only thing that she always had trouble in at their time at The Citadel. Autumn braced herself to climb the rope. She got about one body-length higher; but she messed up her footing and down she slid.
"Fucking A!" She screamed, landing on her ass. Her hands were bright red from rope burn. Dean immediately stopped smiling and rushed over to help her up.
"Hey you okay?" Dean asked concerned.
"Freaking bitch knows I can't climb ropes!" Autumn yelled frustrated at Katie. Her face suddenly switched to a wicked smile. "But you can't get down!"
Katie's facial expression turned solemn. Sanchez was right. She always fell coming down.
"Time to change!" Autumn announced, happy that she won, and skipped away. She left Dean to get Katie down. Her next class was health with Sam; which was going to be interesting, to say the least. She got changed, and as she left she heard Dean's futile attempts to get Katie down. Sam was stationed only a few doors down. Autumn walked confidently into the room.
"Where's Katie?" Sam asked concerned that the two weren't together.
"She stuck on the ledge in the gym," Autumn answered nonchalantly.
"What?" Sam rushed out of the room and to the gym. "Where's Katie?" he asked rushing into the gym where Dean was standing.
"Hi Sam!" Sam looked up and Katie was sitting on the ledge.
"How did you get up there?" Katie pointed at the rope.
"I can't get down though, I always fall."
"Here, try to climb and if you fall I'll catch you." Katie shrugged and grabbed the rope. She scooted to the edge and stopped.
"I can't!" she scooted back from the edge. Dean walked away giving up as he just went through the same thing.
"You're fine, just scoot off." As Katie got close to the edge and gripped the rope, Sam yanked the rope away pulling Katie off the edge. She clung to the rope for dear-life. "Now just slowly make your way down the rope." Katie slid down the rope very slowly, but lost her footing and fell from it. Sam caught her, but both went tumbling down on the mats.
"Thanks," Katie said smiling.
"Go and get changed. I'll see you in class." Sam couldn't imagine what Autumn had done to his class while he was gone.
The class room was dark and the overhead projector was on. Sam walked in on the middle of 'teacher Autumn's' sentence: "- sex ed. This here," she said pointing to the giant diagram of a penis, "is a penis. Not that any of you little prudes would know."
"Autumn, sit down!" She looked up in surprise and her head dropped as she went back to her seat, "It's on today's curriculum, you know."
Sam glanced at the itinerary, Autumn was right. Maybe there was a reason the teacher was out. Katie walked in and saw Sam standing in front of a giant penis. Her mouth ajar, Katie tripped on the trash barrel, sending her tumbling down and papers into the air above her like wood-product hail. Sam helped her up. "You okay?"
"Yup! I just wasn't expecting a..." she gulped and glanced at the board.
"Why don't you take the seat in the back over there." It was in the far back corner, where it was too dark to see Katie blush. Sam stood at the front of the classroom, "So..." he looked at the penis diagram and then at the room of girls. "I can't do this," he mumbled to himself. He looked to Autumn, who immediately took the challenge and went back to the diagram. Sam went to the back of the room and moved a chair close to where Katie sat covering her eyes. He silently laughed at her shyness.
Autumn was doing pretty good at explaining each part and what they did. She seemed to have finished but went on, "Now, men love this - ejaculation can be prolonged by a toy called a..."
"Autumn!" Sam called out to stop her from going further. He got up and turned the light back on, quickly turning and powering down the overhead projector. To his surprise, the girls complained: "But we wanna know!" "What's the toy?" and one girl went so far as to ask him "Is it true?" Sam was baffled and didn't know how to answer or quell the arguments.
Katie left the room and went to a table in the cafeteria. As she sat at the table, trying to empty her scarred mind, a teacher approached. "That must've been horrifying," said a now familiar silky voice. Katie looked up, it was Mr. Perry. Creep, she thought.
"What do yo mean?"
"Well, that class, with your own sister teaching it! You and your 'cousin' must have been mortified." He used air-quotes around the word 'cousin'.
"How did you know about class?" she asked accusingly.
"I looked in the window, Katie."
"Oh."
"You must have learned a lot, though," he said placing a hand on her inner thigh.
Katie pulled a pocket knife out from a pocket in the skirt, and held it to his hand. He removed it quickly.
"You could turn me in for having a blade, but then you'd have to explain why I had to use one on you," she said defiantly. The bell rang for the end of the school day, and Mr. Perry left without saying a word.
Katie stayed where she was until Sam found her. Katie assured him everything was alright and followed him to the '07 Impala that awaited them in the heat of the Florida sun.
They turned the air conditioner on and waited in the car for half an hour. Katie pretended to fall asleep in the front passenger seat, and Sam who sat in the drivers seat gingerly played with her hair. Dean and Autumn finally showed up, slightly disheveled and Autumn wore Dean's tie. Sam could only assume what they had done, and knowing Dean it happened in the gym teacher's office. Sam prayed that nobody had seen them and that they at least had the courtesy to put the office back the way they had found it.