Rolling Waves: Chapter Three
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A/N: I don't own any of the characters. All the characters are from books, movies, TV shows that have left a lasting impression. They may cross genres, media, and time.
Summary: Dean and Sam live in a life of luxury, at least for a little while…
Sam glanced at the large trees lining the street as his brother pulled the car into a parking spot. Talk about picture perfect. How could anybody live here? If the outside looked like the cover of a magazine what would the inside look like. Sam and Dean got out of the car and headed towards the building. As they approached the doors Sam stopped his brother.
"Are you sure you get us in. Cuz I don't feel like spending the night in the slammer or the car."
"I'm sure." Dean said opening the front door. The doorman looked curiously at the two young men. Neither were dress like they belonged in the Upper Eastside. Travel worn jeans, simple cotton t-shirts, the man with dirty blonde hair was wearing a worn black leather jacket, the other, taller man had a worn brown jacket.
"May I help you?" the doorman asked.
"No, we know exactly where we're going." Dean said smiling charmingly.
"In that case. I must insist that you sign in. It's a security issued you understand."
"Sure. Sure." Sam intercepted his brother, moving to the desk. "Dean what the name of the person we're visiting?"
"Alanna Trebond." Dean said.
"Ms. Trebond is not in residence at this time." The doorman said pompously.
"Its okay I have a key to her place. You know to water her plants. Feed her fish. That sort of thing." Dean said eyes sharpening on the doorman.
"Of course, and your name is sir?" The doorman asked pulling out a slim binder.
Dean looked suspiciously at the little pompous jerk. " Dean Winchester" He said curtly.
The doorman opened the binder to the appropriate page before looking at the list of names. To the doorman's surprise there it was in black in white, on the very short list of allowable visitors and guests. Dean Winchester and guests.
"It seems Ms. Trebond is expecting you despite her absence." Reaching into the folder the doorman extracted an envelop. Handing it to Dean he shut the binder.
Dean took the letter as he continued to the elevators Sam following.
"Take the last elevator on your right and put you key into the keyhole next to the P and you will arrive at Ms. Trebond's residence." The doorman said.
Dean and Sam did as they were told. As the lift began to ascend, Dean looked at the letter the doorman had given him. Opening it he pulled a piece of simple white paper.
Dean-
You finally decided to visit me. If your reading this it probably means I'm not in. There's money in the cookie jar for food and anything else you need. (Knowing you, you are probably walking in with just the clothes on your back.) Don't worry about paying it back. What's mine is yours. Enjoy yourself. Pick any of the bed rooms except for the one at the end of the right hallway.
-A
Dean smiled. Alanna had a habit of adopting strays. He guess he had been adopted.
"What's the letter say?" Sam asked at the soft smile that came across Dean's face.
"Lanna. She has a habit of adopting strays, people, animals, causes. It looks like she's adopted us."
"Us? That letter's addressed to you."
"Please, once she sees your sorry mug, you'll become her priority project." Dean said smiling. With a quite ding, the doors of the elevator opened to modestly decorated apartment that over looked Central Park.
"That's some view." Sam said walking out of the elevator. The penthouse wasn't overly gaudy or extravagant. In fact the impression that Sam got when he walked in the house was understated elegance.
"Damn. She said she was well off but she didn't say she was loaded." Dean said looking around. He entered the penthouse further and looked at the wide open spaces.
"Where we suppose to sleep?" Sam said.
"Lanna said to pick any of the rooms except for the one that was at the end of the right hallway."
The two brothers moved to the sleeping areas to pick out their rooms.
"Are you sure its okay we stay here."
"Damn it Sam if you want to sleep in the car go ahead. But I'm staying here in this sweet apartment." Dean said walking into a room done in forest greens.
He jumped on the bed. "Sweet. We might just have to stay here forever."
"We can't. We have to find Dad." Sam said.
"I know." Dean said seriously. "We should grab showers and food."
"Yea. See you in twenty?" Sam said moving into the room across the hall that was done in navy blues.
"Twenty? What are you a girl? Ten or I'm leaving your ass here."
Fifteen minutes later both brothers were standing in the state-of-the-art kitchen, rummaging through the cupboards and the refrigerator. Five minutes later the doorbell rang as the pizza was delivered. The two boys grabbed seats on the couch and began chowing down on the pizza.
Half an hour after they had finished the pizza they heard the elevator doors open. Taking the gun out of the waistband of his pants Dean moved quietly towards the door. Sam followed with his own gun. As they approached the door all they could see were two duffle bags.
"You know if you didn't make so much noise Dean you might have been able to sneak up on me." An amused voice said from across the room.
Dean turned around. There in the moonlight was a petite redhead.
"Hey Lanna."
"Dean." Alanna said warmly. "How are you?"
"Fine and you?"
"Good. Nearly got myself killed handling some freaky ghost on ship but other than that I'm good." Turning to Sam Alanna looked him up and down. "This your brother?"
"Yea."
"Hmmm… gotta say doesn't look a think like you."
"Well what can I say we can't all be as good looking as me."
Alanna laughed. "Always so cocky. One day your brother's gonna have to knock you down a peg or two."
Before his brother could retort. Sam interrupted. "Hi I'm Sam Winchester."
"Alanna Trebond. I see you got all the manners and charm" Alanna said smiling.
"Hey I have charm. Plenty of it." Dean said looking offended.
"Sure you do Dean. That's why you couldn't get us past that girl to see the body last year."
"Hey if it had been a heterosexual girl I totally would have been able to get us in. It's not my fault the girl was into you more."
Sam looked at his brother and this stranger. The two of them seem to have the same type of humor and got along famously.
"So you guys settled in?"
"Yea. The rooms are great Lanna. Of course you never said how rich you were. If you did I would've camped out here more often."
"Well you and your brother are welcomed here anytime. But if you don't mind me asking what are you guys doing here?"
"Found newspaper articles concerning animal attacks that happen around the same time every month for the past three months. Figured we ought to check it out."
"Cool. I found the same articles. We can do this together if you don't mind."
"Naw. It'll be cool to work with you again. Maybe you can show Sammy how to shoot."
"Its Sam, Dean. And I can shoot just fine."
"Uh huh. That's why you missed shooting that windeago in Colorado."
"Colorado? Thought they usually stay around the Michigan area. Hmmm…" Alanna commented as she made her way into the light.
As she did Sam was stunned. The redhead was gorgeous. Slightly under 5'2", her red hair curled down her back like liquid fire, her body was toned and fit. But what caught his interest was the color of her eyes. They were a vivid purple. He was still in love with Jessica but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciated a pretty girl when he sees one.
Raising an eyebrow at Sam, Alanna looked at Dean. "You heard from her lately?"
"No." Dean said curtly.
"Hey just asking." Alanna said. "We should get some sleep and then we can get started on looking for the supernatural force hurting people. It's probably a werewolf of some sort.
"Yea." Dean said as Alanna walked by him. Dean turned to his brother. "Sammy. Snap out of it. I though you loved Jess."
At the sound of her name, Sam snapped out of the trance he was in. "I am. Just because I'm in love with someone else doesn't mean I can't appreciate a pretty girl."
With that said the brothers made their way to their respective beds.
A/N 2: Don't worry Sam will still be devoted to Jessica as he always is.
Kudos to anyone who can tell me what TV series Dean's mystery girl is from and what Book series Alanna is from.
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