Soo, hi, guys. :) *intensely embarrassed blush*

I know it's been way too long since my last update. Feel free to insert a certain GOT gif, saying "SHAME". I deserve it.

I'm ashamed, and embarrassed, and really, really, really sorry.

With the last season of SPN I realized how long I've let, well, for a lack of better word or explanation, Life got in the way of finishing this story. And somehow I'd much like for it to be all done before the final episodes of our favorite show are aired. I need some closure before the real end.

So, if there are people still interested in this story - here we go again.

For now, it's going to be a weekly update but I do hope to up it to two chapters per week at some point.

Enjoy. :)


It's warm and cozy and so heavenly comfortable. I stretch and feel Dean's body next to mine, I smile. The feeling is so good... I flip on my stomach and hug the cold pillow, humming in appreciation. Behind me, Dean murmurs something and the bed shakes a little as he hovers over me and kisses my shoulder, his hand gently caressing my naked form.

"Good morning" I mumble sleepily

"Morning" he puts little pecks up my neck and nibbles my ear, covering my body with his

"Stop it" I chuckle but he slides his hand down my hips "It tickles"

"I know" I can hear the smile in his voice as he presses his body into mine, I can feel every inch of him next to my skin

"I see your friend is fully awake, too" I smirk

"My friend?" he playfully asks "You mean this one" he pushes his hips against me

"Exactly" I laugh

I flip on my back and sneak my hands around his neck, and pull him for a kiss, hooking my leg around Dean's waist... At that very moment, the door flies wide open with Sam on the threshold, his nose buried in some papers, and that's when he sees us.

"Really!?" he exclaims in irritation, trying to look at everything else but us "Already? Man, you said you're gonna take it slow"

"This is slow, Sammy boy" I grin at him and Dean laughs

"Right" the younger Winchester huffs in annoyance "At least you could've locked the door..."

"Quit grumbling, grandma" Dean cuts him off "And let us get dress"

"Unless, of course, you wanna stay for the show" I add trying to hide my grin

Sam curses under his nose as he closes the door behind him, leaving me and Dean laughing.


Half an hour later, after a long refreshing shower and a quick stop to the nearest cafe, I enter Ben's motel room, my hands full of coffee cups and breakfast for everyone.

"So... the salad shake is... for you" I hand Sam his coffee and the smoothie cup with his rabbit food, as I circle round the table getting to Dean "Black coffee and donuts for you" I put them down in front of him

"Oh, you're awesome!" Dean wraps his arm around my waist and I lean forward for a quick peck on the lips, I notice Sam's smile

"I know" I smugly say, walking to Ben "I wasn't sure what you like, so I took you egg and bacon sandwich with grilled cheese. Oh, and coffee and orange juice, if you want..." I put everything on the table

"Just coffee and the sandwich is okay" Ben grimly says, obviously not happy with me buying him breakfast

I sigh deeply in quiet discontent and sit next to Dean, stirring my on coffee and taking a bite from the chocolate pancakes I bought for me. Dean looks over my shoulder.

"Not that Nescafe with milk and tons of sugar crap again..." he whines

"Zip it up, Winchester," I say mouthful "And better keep it that way or next time you're gonna buy your breakfast yourself" I take a sip of my coffee and smile over the edge of the cup, meeting Sam's amused eyes

"And you call that coffee..." Dean mumbles quietly under his nose

"You said something?" I ask sweetly, raising my brows

"No, nothing"

"I thought so" I state and turn to Sam "What did you find?"

"Well, nothing solid" he nods toward the map on the wall, covered with pins, marking the missing people's last locations "We need to narrow these down"

"What we need is to find the pattern this sick son of a bitch follows," Dean says

I look up to the map while chewing. There are too many pins, scattered all over the country. And we can't just drive from town to town to check them all. There is some logic in all the disappearings. But first, we have to figure out which are caused by the Stynes. And only then to look for a pattern.

"We need geographical profile" I simply state

"Geo... what?" Ben looks at me in confusion

"It's not gonna be easy" Sam pensively points "We've got too much information and honestly, I've got no idea which of it is useless for us. It'll be hard to make that kind of profile"

"Unless you've got someone who can do all of that for you" I smile smugly

"Yeah?" Dean arches his eyebrows in curiosity "How's that?"

"The perks of saving an FBI agent's sister from a vamps nest" I shrug and take a sip of my coffee to hide my smirk.


Los Angeles and D.C. are huge, busy, crowded cities full of different smells, varying from the nice smell of cooked meals to the disgusting reek of the sewer. And this is totally not in my liking. It's overcrowded and too noisy, people always in a hurry, too busy to pay anyone else attention. Thank god, Quantico is nothing like that. It looks quiet and peaceful. It reminds me of home, of Bobby's house...

I hop out of the car the moment Dean pulls over next to the cafe - the closest one to the FBI's headquarters. Leaned on the car, I pull out my phone. Dean comes next to me and I can see he's not happy at all about my plan. I ignore him and just dial the number looking through the window straight to the man who is ordering his coffee. Caught in surprise he quickly answers his phone.

"SSA Moore"

"Duncan" I sing-song cheerfully

"Braeden?" he exclaims in disbelief while paying the barista "You're not in jail, are you? 'Cause I'm not bailing you out again."

"Oh, man" I theatrically huff "You hurt my feelings. And it was just once, you know..." hearing this Dean arches his brows

"So you're all an obedient citizen now?" sarcasm and skepticism dripping from Moore's voice

"Well, if you quit flirting with the college girl and get your lazy hot chocolate ass out of the cafe, you might just find out"

"Wait, wh..." in that moment Duncan turns around, heading to the door and sees me

His eyes widen in surprise and a huge grin spreads across his face. Hurriedly, he walks out. He's tall but not taller than Dean who looks all grumpy and tensed by now. Duncan has a sense of style, though he always goes for the comfortable. I have to admit this burgundy red henley suits his dark skin and envelops his muscular body perfectly.

"I like the new hairstyle" I jokingly point at his bald head

"Sweetness, so happy to see you" he smiles brightly and gives me a full bear hug and then smacks a kiss on my cheek "What are you doing here?"

"Need help with a case. Figured that FBI has the biggest database and I'm gonna take full advantage on that"

"Girl, you're breaking my heart" he pretends to be offended, "I thought you're here because of me"

"Yeah, well..." I shrug "Now meet the boys" I quickly introduce him to the Winchesters and Ben

"Wait" Duncan looks at me "The Winchesters?" when I nod, he respectfully shakes Dean and Sam's hands "Thanks for not letting the world end"

"Nah" Dean shrugs it off and Sam scowls at him warning him to watch his mouth "It was just another Monday morning"

"Okay" I intervene "How about we go somewhere we can actually talk?"

"Let's go to the office" Duncan suggests and casts Dean a look

I realize he sees something I'm missing.


The BAU office is the same as I remember it from a couple of years ago. Following Moore, we go through the glass doors with the "Behavioral Analysis Unit" written on it and head to the conference room. Everything seems the same, just like a couple of years ago. People in suits with different clearance badges walking up and down between the desks buried under piles of documents and files. And just as I remember it, the break room is empty - everyone's working here.

A few steps, then to the right and straight to the conference room with its round dark table and comfortable chairs. Sam, Dean, and Ben look around curiously, though I know all of them, even the kid, are checking the windows, the doors, remembering every way out of here. Moore collects some files spread on the table and Sam pulls out his laptop and turns it on while Ben puts on the table all the research we have. Dean's on the couch with a grim face and I just can't figure it out why. After quickly telling Duncan what we have so far, he pushes some buttons on the intercom. A female voice, full of energy and enthusiasm answers

"He who seeks the Queen of all things knowable, speak, and be recognized." Penny Gonzalez, the technical analyst of the BAU answers the phone

I chuckle, Gonzalez is quite a woman - quirky and with bright individuality that shines through every bit of her, even her choice of clothes and accessories. Dean, Sam, and Ben look a bit taken aback but Moore, who is more than used to Gonzalez, simply says

"Baby girl, I need you in the conference room. Be kind and come over, I wanna show you something"

"Not only something" I pout and shout so she can hear me "I'm here, too, Magic Fingers"

"Oh my God!" she exclaims almost hysterically "Am I hearing my favorite Goddess of the Hunt?"

"That's right, mama" Moore smiles "Braeden's here and she needs some help"

"I'm coming as fast as a hot lightning!" she brightly states and hangs up

"Hey, where's the others?" I ask, only now realizing the rest of his team isn't here

'They're on a case in Albuquerque"

"Wait, they're working on the mutilated bodies, right?" Sam chips in

"Yeah, why?"

"I saw it in the newspaper and I was thinking it might be something for us..."

"What's more interesting is why aren't you with them?" I smile sweetly at Moore

"'Cause he's been a bad boy and he's grounded" sing-songs someone's airy voice and I turn to its owner while she enters the conference room in all her glory.

Her vivid colorful floral dress has a nice cleavage and shows off Penny's curves. The tapping of her shoes makes me realize she's on nice high heels matching her knee-long dress.

"Wait" I turn to Moore "You disobeyed your superior again, didn't you? And now you're on desk duty"

"Braeden, smart and beautiful, as always" Penny exclaims and almost throwing her laptop on the table, she hugs me and I'm enveloped by her warm embrace and her sweet perfume. "It's been too long" she lets me free and smiles brightly while adjusting her quirky green framed glasses "By the way, you were right about that username"

"What user name?" Moore furrows his brows "It's about this Christine K. Le Guin, right?"

"Wait..." Sam looks a bit shocked "Christine K. Le Guin?" then he casts me a surprised look "You got her in touch with Charlie?"

"Charlie?" Dean repeats "Our Charlie?"

"Yes, our Charlie" I cross my arms, "I thought she and Penny would click together and I was right."

"Thanks for that, honey" she winks at me and sits in front of her laptop "We've got a date tonight and I need time to get prepared, so let's get started, 'cause I don't wanna be late. What you got for me?"

Looking at Sam, Dean, and Ben's stunned faces, I laugh and start explaining.


So, how was the chapter? Drop me a review and tell me what you think :) I'd be more than happy to see your thoughts on it.

For those of us who might have recognized some favorite characters from "Criminal Minds" in Penny Gonzalez and Duncan Moore, you're on the right track - I did base them on Morgan and Garcia and I hope you liked this little twist.