Disclaimer: Seriously, I've only done 2 of these things, and there are only so many times a person can say, 'NOT MINE!'…

Author's note: All right well here's the rest of the beginning, tell me what you think. And if you don't like it at all blame my friend…And if you get an idea of what should come next tell me! I have a vague idea but I'm not positive…xD

SkyBlade

Sam and Dean stepped silently around the side of the house. "Hey Sam, when you say window…which window did you mean…"

They both stared up at the huge house looming above them, windows dotting its surface.

"Well how about that one?" Sam selected a window at random on the first floor.

"Dude I don't care they all look the same to me…"

"Alright then I'll go first" Sam jimmied open the lock and quickly disabled the alarm attached to the window frame. He swiftly slipped inside. Sadly for his perfect entrance, Dean wasn't quite as fluid.

"Ouch DEAN! That was my foot!"

"Oh sorry!"

" Ok let's go, try not to fall on any more appendages unless they're your own!"

"Whoa there were some big words in there college boy, dumb it down a bit for us common folk"

" Jerk, that simple enough, 'cause I don't think I can break that one down much more."

"Yeah I think I got it…"PAUSE "Bitch"

Oh so close Sam thought.

They both got up from their sprawled positions on the wood paneled floor. "Jesus, look at this place, there's a Jacuzzi, a steam room, a sauna…. great choice of windows Sammy!"

"It's SAM, and remember we're only here to get cleaned up so get your butt into that steam shower, so we can go."

The 2 brothers walked off into the next room bickering. They were halfway through the indoor poolroom when Dean suddenly threw out an arm catching Sam in the chest.

'Dude what the hell" Sam rubbed his chest. Dean nodded toward the pool. There was a girl swimming in it, just lap after lap after lap. They glanced at each other and an unspoken agreement passed between them. Time to leave… They had just about made it across the huge room to the door when Sam noticed that there was no longer any splashing. Dean noticed about the same time and both Winchesters whipped around to stare at the girl. She was seated on the edge of the pool wrapped neatly in a towel watching them with interest.

"Uh…" Dean had no idea how the hell he was going to talk his way out of this one, without scaring off the girl, who looked to be about 14. She filled in the tense silence.
"You know, 20 seconds earlier and you could have made it." She said, her expression still giving absolutely nothing away but mild interest and perhaps amusement.

Sam took over. "We're not trying to hurt you or steal anything, I promise this isn't what it looks like."

"Well things look very different to me, so how do you know what it looks like from my perspective? Could it be that it's exactly what it looks like to me? But of course, your perspective is the only one there could possibly be, right?"

Dean had a seriously bewildered look on his face. It was actually kind of comical in retrospect Sam thought. But given the seriousness of the situation and this girl's odd reaction they had no idea what to expect. Plus, the last comment from the girl had completely confuzzled him. So the look on Deans face was actually just one of those cartoon 'huh?' moments. Sam, although he had managed to follow the girl's wordplay, was almost as confused. Was this how a normal 14 year old would react? He chose his words carefully. "Uh, well what does it look like to you?"

She nodded toward Dean. "See if you can get his jaw off the ground, then you can use the shower, bathrooms are upstairs all on the left, take your pick. They all have steam showers so he –jerks head toward Dean again- can spend his usual 4 hours in there. But if you spend 4 hours in there breakfast will get cold. Breakfast is in there, -gestures with wave of hand toward dining room- We have waffles, eggs, sausage, bacon, fruit, bagels, donuts…whatever you want actually. Go ahead and get cleaned up, but don't leave your muddy clothes on the bathroom floor. Throw it into the hamper in each bathroom. And stop looking at me like that. It's annoying." She delivered this speech with ease and a commanding air then walked out of the room. Sam and Dean could only stand there totally shocked. Then a voice drifted from the other room echoing eerily off the surface of the water, still rippling. "You're STILL looking at me like that, and I'm not even in the room anymore! Move if you want explanations!"

"Whoa, scary chick…" Dean muttered.