Rolling Waves: Chapter Nine

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. Wish I did.

A/N: As per Creative license, I am altering the timeline to close the gap between Supernatural and Dark Angel. The character I'm borrowing from Dark Angel will have all the same qualities she has in the series but just in a different time period. I'll explain how she got them latter. Perhaps some genetic alterations on Dean's part? Ohh the possibilities.

Summary: One city holds key to the last two years of Dean's life.

Dean awoke to the sun coming up over the horizon, the silhouette of the Space Needle dark against the rising sun. He groaned and tried to bury his face into the seat of the car.

"That's not going to work." Sam said looking at his brother.

"Where's Lanna? I'm going to kill her." Dean said glaring at his brother.

"In the back sleeping. What's the big deal about being in Seattle? I mean besides the fact that your mystery girl lives here? At least she's still alive." Sam said remembering Jess.

"Nothing. I just don't want to be in this city." Dean said. "Where are we staying?"

"Lanna said she had some hook up here in the city and there was a place for us to stay."

"Oh." Dean said. A sense of foreboding brewing his in stomach. Alanna just couldn't help meddling and when it came to her friends she wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted. She was stubborn like that.

The trio eventually stopped in front of some warehouses. Sam pulled into the garage.

"Lanna? You sure this is where we're suppose to be staying?"

"Yea." She said pulling her suitcase out of the trunk.

"Um.. these building look like warehouses."

"Really brain trust." Dean said mockingly. "And here I though college was suppose to make you smarter. Hell if I knew it college was that easy I would have joined too." Dean said looking up at the building. The past two year coming back to him in a rush.

Alanna hit Dean in the arm and explained to Sam. "'Bout ten years ago the city renovated the warehouses in this sector into living quarters. Mostly studios. I have a friend that lives here." She said throwing a look at Dean.

"NO." Dean said vehemently shaking his head. "Absolutely not. Hell no. NO!"

"Dean?" Sam asked.

"Relax Dean. She's not here. Had to leave to help her sister in Portland."

"Doesn't matter; we're not staying here. I don't care what you say."

"Stop being such a baby. She's not here. She won't be back for a couple of days."

"No."

"Dean!" Sam said hitting brother in the shoulder.

"Sam. WE. ARE. NOT. STAYING. HERE!"

Ignoring Dean's outburst, Alanna turned to provide Sam some clarification. "His girl lives here. If we're lucky you'll get to meet her. Unless she's playing the same 'avoid the issues' game as your brother. Then she'll probably stay with friends of hers. Then I'll have to resort to locking them in a closet or something."

"You're setting them up."

"Yup. Nothing like face confrontation head on."

"Does she know he's here?"

"Nope. She just thinks its me and some friends. I never said who those friends were. If she shows up and Dean just happens to be there, than who am I to stop any confrontation those two might have? More than likely they'll fight and then fuck. It's a vicious cycle for those two."

Dean moved to open the driver side door, however Alanna grabbed his arm before he could open it. "I don't think so. I didn't spend weeks in that car just so you could run away from your problems. So move it buster. And don't think I won't beat your ass into submission."

Trying to play off the anxiety of being here in Seattle and in front of the dwelling his girl lived in Dean did what he always did, he made an asinine comment. "Always with the ass comments."

"One redeeming feature Dean. One redeeming feature."

Sam looked at his brother and the girl he had began to think of as the sister they never had. She was witty and quirky and could keep Dean in line. With a smile he followed to two into the building. Meeting this girl was certainly going to be interesting.

"I don't understand why we're even here. There've been no signs of supernatural activity."

"Its called a vacation, Dean. People take them so they don't get burned out."

"We've taken plenty of vacations." Dean said indigently.

"No, you've taken plenty of working vacations. That's different. This is going to be a supernatural-free trip."

"Well, if this a suppose to be a vacation shouldn't I be the one to chose where we should go? I vote for somewhere tropical, sun, surf, and hot babes with no bikinis on."

Alanna slapped Dean upside the head. "First of all that's gross. Second of all why should you get to pick where we get to go?"

"I'm the oldest."

"So? I'm the smartest and the richest. So ha."

"That's only because your parents were loaded. And I'm sure Sam could give you a run for your money in the intelligence department."

"Well he's the youngest so he automatically is disqualified. So ha. Anyway perhaps I should clarify what I meant by a 'vacation'. This is a vacation for Sam and me. This is an attempt to patch things up between you and…"

"Shut up Lanna." Dean said cutting her off.

Sam, ignored the two bickering children, looked around, hoping to find some clue as the identity of Dean's mystery girl when he came across a picture. Dean was standing with is arms around the waist of a beautiful brunette. She had caramel skin, dark brown eyes, and a slim, lithe figure. Dean came up behind his brother and put the picture face down on the shelf.

"Don't ask." Dean said warningly.

"Well, since Dean is being a big jack ass. Sam would you like to go see the sights? Dean can stay here and wallow in self loathing and brood to his hearts content."

"Uh."

"Go Sam." Dean said looking out the window of the sixth floor studio.

Sam moved to get his jacket in his makeshift room.

Dean pulled Lanna close. "Make sure nothing happens to him okay?"

"Of course Dean. Don't leave okay?"

"Yea. Knowing you, you probably put a tracking device on me and would pick me up with in an hour of me leaving."

"Damn it I knew Sam was going to tell you." Alanna said smiling. "Don't worry about her Dean. I'm sure she'll forgive you."

"Lanna we going to go or what?" Sam said, standing by the door.

"Hold your horses Sam." Alanna said grabbing her jacket and wallet on the sofa.

A/N 2: Sorry this chapter was so short but next chapter will be all Dean.