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Chapter 6

We pulled into a gas station so Dean could fill up the Impala.

"Leah why don't you go load us up on snacks, I don't want to have to stop again anytime soon," Dean said while pulling up to the pump.

"Make sure you don't open my drink!" Sam yelled as I got out of the car.

"Dude it was one time!" I exclaimed.

I walked into the small convenient store and grabbed as many bags of M&M's as I could, a few bottles of soda and a handful of Twinkies. I paid the man behind the counter and made my way back out to the car.

"Hey Le, get a load of this, Sam still keeps in touch with his college buddies," Dean said as I slid into the backseat of the car.

"You're kidding me, right?" I think I could count on one hand the number of people I would actually consider my friends and even they were hunters.

"No…why?" Sam answered.

"What the hell do you tell them about what you have been doing?" I asked.

"I tell them that I am on a road trip with my big brother and little sister, that I needed some time off after Jess," Sam replied.

"So you lie to them," Dean said getting back into the car.

"No I just don't tell them everything," Sam explained.

"Yeah that's called lying Sammy," I said.

"So what I am supposed to just cut everyone out of my life?" Sam asked getting defensive.

"Yeah," Dean answered.

"I know it sucks but a job like this you can't get close to people," I added.

"Since when are you anti-social?" Sam asked turning to look at me.

"I'm not, I like to have just as much fun as the next girl but we can't afford to get close to people."

"So what kind of snacks did you get?" Dean asked reaching for the bag.

"Good stuff," I answered.

"Le you're going to turn into a diabetic one of these days eating all this sugar," Dean said as he opened a bag of M&M's.

"If you haven't had a heart attack yet from all the double cheese burgers you eat, I think I'll be fine," I answered snatching the bag back.

"Oh my God," Sam said scrolling through his phone.

"What?" I asked.

"I just got an email from Rebecca Warren, one of those friends of mine," Sam answered.

"Is she hot?" Dean asked.

"I went to school with her and her brother Zack; she says Zack has been charged with murder. He has been arrested for killing his girlfriend, Rebecca says he didn't do it but it sounds like the cops have a pretty good case."

"What kind of people are you hanging out with?" Dean asked.

"Seriously Sam and you used to say I hung out with a rough crowd," I added.

"Leah you would go after any guy as long as he had tattoos and a leather jacket… but I know Zack he is no killer," Sam said.

"Well maybe you know him as well as he knows you," Dean retorted.

"They are in St. Louis, we're going."

"Look I'm sorry about your buddy ok but this does not sound like our kind of problem," Dean answered.

"It is our problem they are my friends."

"St. Louis is 400 miles behind us!" Dean argued, "Leah, come on back me up on this."

"Oh no I'm staying out of this."

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We made it to Rebecca's house and Sam knocked on the door.

"Oh my God Sam!" she smiled as she opened the door.

"Well if it isn't little Becky," Sam smiled back.

"Don't give me that little Becky crap," she teased as she pulled him into a hug.

"I got your email," Sam started.

"I didn't think you would come here," Rebecca said.

"Dean, older brother," Dean said shaking her hand.

"Leah, amazing little sister," I added with a small wave.

"We are here to help whatever we can do," Sam said.

"Come in," she said as she held the door open for all of us.

"Nice place," Dean commented.

"It's my parents I was just crashing here for the long weekend when everything happened," Rebecca answered, "I decided to take the semester off I'm going to stay until Zack's free."

"Where are your folks?" Sam asked.

"They live in Paris for half the year so they are on their way home now for the trial, you guys want a beer or something?"

"Sure," I answered.

"No we are fine thanks," Sam answered.

I glared at him, it was his fault we had to go 400 miles in the opposite direction and I couldn't even have a beer!

"Tell us what happened," Sam said.

"Well Zack had come home and he had found Emily tied to a chair and she was beaten up and bloody and she wasn't breathing so he called 911 and the police, they showed up and they arrested him! But the thing is the only way Zack could have killed Emily is if he was in two places at the same time. The police they have a video it's from the security tape from across the street and it shows Zack coming home at 10:30 now Emily was killed just after that but I swear he was here with me having a few beers until at least after midnight."

"You know maybe we could see the crime scene, Zack's house," Sam said.

"We could?" I asked.

"Why? I mean what could you do?" Rebecca asked.

"Well me not much but Dean is a cop," Sam answered and I had to stifle a laugh.

"Really?" she said.

"Detective actually," Dean smiled.

"Where?" Rebecca asked.

"Bisbee, Arizona, but I'm off duty now."

"You guys it's so nice to offer but I don't know…" Rebecca started.

"Beck, look I know Zack didn't do this. Now we have to find a way to prove he is innocent," Sam said while Dean and I looked at him like he was nuts. We still had no proof this was anything close to our kind of thing.

"Ok I'm going to go get the keys," she smiled and walked out of the room.

Dean whistled, "Oh yeah you are a real straight shooter with your friends."

"Why couldn't I be the cop?" I complained.

"He likes me better," Dean smirked.

"Enough, Zack and Becky need our help."

"I just don't think this is our kind of problem," Dean protested.

"Two places at once…"

"Sammy someone could have gotten the times wrong or the tape could have been tampered with," I said trying to reason with him.

"We have looked into less," Sam said and all Dean and I could do was sigh since he was right.

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"You're sure this is ok?" Rebecca asked Dean as we got out of the car.

"Yeah I am an officer of the law," he answered.

We walked up to the house, unlocked the door and stepped under the crime scene tape; there was blood everywhere. Dean and I started looking around and Sam waited for Rebecca.

"Beck you want to wait outside?" Sam offered.

"No I want to help," she said as she stepped under the crime scene tape.

"Tell us what else the police said."

"Well there was no sign of a break in, they say Emily let her attacker in and the lawyers are already talking about a plea bargain."

"Look Beck if Zack didn't do this it means someone else did, any idea who?"

"About a week before somebody broke in here and stole some of clothes, Zack's clothes, the police don't think it's anything. I mean we're not that far from downtown and sometimes people get robbed," she answered sniffling back some tears.

I went over to the window when I heard the growls of a dog.

"You know that used to be the sweetest dog," Rebecca said coming up behind me.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Just changed," she shrugged.

"Do you remember when he changed?" I inquired.

"I guess around the time of the murder."

I walked over to where Dean was standing with Sam, "So the neighbor's dog went psycho the same time Zack's girlfriend was killed."

"Animals can have a sharp sense of the paranormal," Sam said putting the picture of Zack, Becky and him down.

"Maybe Fido saw something," Dean nodded.

"So you think maybe this is our kind of problem?" Sam asked mockingly.

"No probably not," I shook my head, "but we should look at the security tape, you know just to make sure."

"Yeah," they answered simultaneously as Rebecca walked over to us.

"So the tape, the security footage, do you think maybe your lawyers could get their hands on it see I just don't have that kind of jurisdiction," Dean asked.

"I've already got it, I didn't want to say something in front of the cop, I stole it off the lawyer's desk I just had to see it for myself."

"I'm starting to like her," I whispered to Sam.

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We went back to Rebecca's place and she played the tape for us.

"Here he comes," she pointed to a man walking towards Emily's house.

"22:04 that's just after 10, you said time of death was about 10:30," Dean said.

"Our lawyers hired some kind of video expert, he says the tape is authentic," Rebecca answered, "It wasn't tampered with."

"Hey Beck, can we take those beers now?" Sam asked.

"Oh sure," she answered and got off the couch.

"And hey maybe some sandwiches too?" Sam smirked.

"What do you think this is Hooters?" Rebecca laughed.

"I wish," Dean mumbled.

"Come on I'll help," I said following her into the kitchen. I knew Sam was trying to get her out of the room for a few minutes.

"You know it's great to finally meet the famous Leah although I wish they were under better circumstances," she sighed opening the refrigerator.

"Famous?"

"Sam used to talk about you all the time, used to make Jess jealous when they first met until she realized you were his sister," she answered and handed me two beers, "You know she would have loved to meet you."

"I would have liked to meet her too," I smiled as we walked back into the living room and handed a beer to Dean.

Sam took his from Rebecca and they started reminiscing about school. Dean motioned for me to follow him into the hallway.

"So what did you find?" I whispered.

"Sam thinks he saw something wrong with Zack's eyes."

"You know a lot of cultures believe that a photograph can catch a glimpse of the soul, maybe that's what the dog saw that made him go all Cujo," I said and Dean just looked at me, "What?"

"Dude Sam just said the same exact thing except for the Cujo part," Dean answered.

"Great minds think alike," I smiled.

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"Alright, so what are we doing here at 5:30 in the morning?" Dean asked as he took a sip of his coffee.

"I realized something the video tape shows the killer going in but not coming out," Sam answered.

"So he came out the back door," Dean said leaning against the Impala.

"That still doesn't answer why we had to be up so fucking early," I whined and leaned my head on Dean's shoulder.

"Do I look like a pillow to you?" he asked looking down at me.

"Shut up it's too early," I groaned.

"Come on guys there has to be a trail to follow, a trail the police would never pursue," Sam said as he walked towards the back of Emily's house.

"Because they think the killer never left because they caught your friend Zack inside," Dean said.

"This so could have waited another few hours," I said with my eyes closed.

"I've got blood over here, somebody came this way…" Sam said.

"Yeah but the trail ends I don't see anything over here," Dean said and then an ambulance rushed past us with its lights on.

We all shared a look and walked over to where a small crowd had started to form.

"What happened?" Dean asked a bystander.

"He tried to kill his wife, tied her up and beat her," she answered.

"Really…" Sam said.

"I used to see him going to work in the morning he would wave, say hello; he seemed like such a nice guy," she said sadly before walking away.

"I'm going to check with the cops see what they have to say about it, you two go see if you can find anything behind the house like at Emily's," I said and then took Dean's coffee out of his hand.

"What do you think you are doing?" he asked.

"If I'm going to go talk to the cops I need to be more awake," I answered and finished his coffee in two big sips.

After talking to the cops I met up with them on the side of the building.

"Hey remember when I said this wasn't our kind of problem?...definitely our kind of problem," I said.

"What did you find out?" Sam asked.

"Apparently this guy was driving home from a business trip when his wife was attacked," I answered.

"So he was two places at once," Dean concluded.

"Exactly, then he sees himself in the house and the police think he is a nut job," I added.

"Two dark doubles attacking loved ones in the exactly the same way," Sam thought.

"See this is why I don't date," I said earning looks from both brothers, "What?"

"You date all the time," Sam teased.

"Going out with them once is not dating," I answered.

"It's too early for this," Dean commented, "Get back to the case."

"Shapeshifter? It can make itself look like anyone," Sam said.

"Every culture in the world has shapeshifter lore, legends of creatures that can transform themselves into animals or other men. We've got two attacks within blocks of each other so I'm guessing we have one prowling the neighborhood," I said.

"All that from two sips of coffee?" Dean asked with an eyebrow raised.

"What can I say I'm awesome," I shrugged.

"Ok Miss Awesome, in all of that shapeshifter lore can any of them fly?" Sam asked.

"Not that I know of," I answered.

"We picked up a trail here, someone ran out of the back of this building and headed off this way just like Zack's house," Sam said.

"And just like at Zack's house the trail suddenly ends, whatever it is it just disappeared," Dean added.

"Well there is another way to go…down," I said nodding towards a manhole cover.

We grabbed some flashlights from the car and made our way down into the sewer system.

"I bet this runs right by Zack's house too," Sam said once he made it down the ladder, "It can be using the sewer system to get around."

"I think you're right," Dean said as he pointed out a pile of flesh.

"Oh that's just gross," I said covering my mouth.

"You know I just had a sick thought, when the shapeshifter changes shape maybe it sheds," Dean said.

"I'll repeat myself that's gross."

"One thing I learned from dad, a sure fire way to kill it," Dean started.

"Silver bullet to the heart," I finished.

"Alright so let's go check things out, Leah stay between us," Dean instructed.

Dean walked further down the pipe line and with Sam and me following. It took awhile before we saw anything. Sam took the lead after awhile and I made sure to stay in the middle as instructed.

"I think we are close to its lair," Dean said speaking up.

"Why do you say that?" Sam asked.

"Because there is another puke inducing pile next to your face," Dean answered and I jumped back into him.

"These things are disgusting," I shuddered.

"It looks like it has lived here for awhile," Dean said shinning his light on a few more piles of flesh and old clothes.

"Who knows how many murders he has gotten away with," Sam sighed and then turned to look at us, "Dean!"

I turned around to see the shapeshifter standing behind us, Dean pushed me towards Sam before the shifter hit him in the shoulder. Sam and I both fired at him but missed.

"Are you alright?" I asked helping Dean up.

"Get the son of a bitch," he growled while holding his left shoulder.

We chased him out of the sewer system and back onto the street.

"Alright let's split up," Sam said.

"I'll meet you around the other side, Leah stay with Sam," Dean said as he went the opposite direction.

"You guys need to stop treating me like I'm freaking four years old, I did fine when you were in college," I complained as I ran next to Sam.

"Just stay close and keep your eyes out," Sam said as we ran down the alley but the shifter was no where to be seen. We waited at the corner for Dean.

"Hey anything?" he asked as he came up behind us.

"No he is gone," Sam answered.

"Don't worry I didn't leave Sam's side," I scoffed.

"Alright let's get back to the car," he said.

"You think he found another way underground?" Sam asked as we approached the car.

"Probably," I answered.

"You got the keys?" Dean asked.

"Didn't dad once face a shapeshifter in San Antonio?" Sam asked.

"No it was Austin and it turned out not to be a shapeshifter it was a thought form, a psychic projection remember?" Dean answered.

"Oh right," Sam nodded and tossed him the keys which he caught with his left hand.

I instantly pulled out my gun and aimed it at Dean, "Don't move! What have you done with him?"

"Leah what are you doing?" Sam yelled.

"Le chill it's me alright," Dean said with his hands up.

"No I don't think so, where's my brother?" I asked.

"You are about to shoot him!" Dean exclaimed.

"Leah calm down," Sam said taking a step towards me.

"You caught those keys with your left hand, your shoulder was hurt," I said.

"Yeah it's better, what do you want me to do cry?" Dean asked.

"You're not my brother," I said and Sam stood between us looking back and forth as if he wasn't sure what to do.

"Why don't you pull the trigger then hmmm, because you're not sure," Dean said lowering his hands, "Angel you know me."

"Don't call me that," I growled.

"Sam you should have listened to her," Dean said as he hit Sam with a crowbar and then turned to me, "Too smart for your own good."

I went to pull the trigger but was hit upside the head before I had the chance.

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When I woke up I noticed I was tied to a metal beam back in the sewer system with Sam tied up on the next beam over.

"Hey you alright?" he asked once he noticed I was awake.

"Yeah, how many times can a person get hit in the head before there is permanent damage?" I asked with my head pounding.

Before Sam could answer 'Dean' showed up.

"Where is he? Where's my brother?" I yelled.

"I wouldn't worry about him, I would worry about you," 'Dean' answered.

"Where is he?" Sam asked.

"You don't really want to know," 'Dean' answered, "I swear the more I learn about you and your family, I thought I came from a bad background."

"What do you mean learn?" Sam asked.

"He sure got issues with you, you got to go to college he had to stay home and watch after Leah, I mean I had to stay home. You don't think I had dreams of my own but dad needed me, where the hell were you?"

"Sam don't listen to him," I yelled.

"Where the hell is Dean?" Sam asked.

"I'm your brother, see deep down I'm just jealous. You've got friends; you've got a life…me? I know I'm a freak and sooner or later everybody is going to leave me."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Sam left, hell I did everything dad asked me to and he ditched me too, no explanation or nothing, I'm just waiting for when you are going to leave me too. But still this life isn't without its perks, I meet the nicest people like little Becky. You know Dean would bang her if he had the chance, let's see what happens," 'Dean' smirked and covered Sam and I with a large canvas.

Sam and I moved enough to get the canvas off our faces and started trying to get out of the ropes.

"Ugh, damn it," Sam exclaimed.

"That better be you Sam and not that freak of nature," Dean coughed.

"Yeah it's me, he went to Becky's looking like you," Sam said while still trying to get out of the ropes.

"Where's Leah?" Dean called over.

"I'm here too," I answered, "Dean he didn't just look like you he was you or he was becoming you."

"What do you mean?" Dean asked.

"I don't know it's like he was downloading your thoughts and memories," Sam answered.

"You mean like a Vulcan mindmeld?" Dean asked incredulously as he broke out of his own ropes.

"Yeah something like that, I mean maybe that's why he doesn't just kill us, maybe he needs to keep us alive for psychic connection," Sam answered as Dean untied him and then moved to untie me.

"Come on we have to go he is probably at Rebecca's already," I said pulling myself up.

We ran threw the sewer system and made our way back into the alley.

"We should call the police," Sam suggested.

"What you're going to put an APB out on me?" Dean asked.

"Sorry," Sam said.

"Come on this way," I said and ran down the alley towards the street.

We were walking down the street and stopped when a sketch of Dean showed up on the TV in a store front window.

"Man that's not even a good picture," Dean protested.

"It's good enough," Sam said and we continued walking being extra careful no one recognized Dean.

"We need to find that handsome devil and kick the crap out of him," Dean hollered.

"With what we have no weapons, no silver bullets," I said.

"Leah the guy is walking around with my face it's a little personal I want to find him," Dean said stopping to look me in the eyes.

"Ok where do you want to look?" Sam asked.

"We can start with the sewers," Dean answered.

"We have no weapons, he stole our guns we need more," Sam repeated what I had said.

"The car," I said as if a light bulb had just gone off.

"I bet he drove over to Rebecca's," Dean said.

"And if he fled on foot I'm sure it's still parked there," Sam added.

"Ugh, the thought of him driving my car," Dean snarled.

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We jogged down the street towards Rebecca's house and slowed down when we saw the car.

"Ah there she is," Dean smiled, "finally something went right tonight."

He spoke too soon. Cop cars were coming at us from either end of the street.

"Come on this way," Dean shouted as he headed for a fence.

"You two go I'll hold them off," I shouted.

"What are you nuts they'll catch you," Sam said.

"Look they can't hold me just go, keep out of sight, and meet me back at Rebecca's," I said as Dean hopped the fence followed by Sam.

"Don't move, keep your hands where I can see them," a cop called over.

I put my hands up and they brought me into the station for questioning but I was right and they had nothing to keep me on so when I got out I headed straight for Rebecca's. She let me in and offered me a beer which I gladly accepted. I sat on the couch and tried to explain to her what was going on.

"So say this shapeshifter is real, by the way you know your crazy, but say it is real how do you stop it?" she asked as she handed me another beer from behind the couch and took my empty one.

"Thanks. Silver bullet to the heart," I answered.

"You are crazy," she said before hitting me over the head with the empty bottle.

I woke up on the floor with my hands tied and a pile of flesh next to me. I looked over and saw it had turned back into Dean.

"What are you going to do to me?" I asked trying to make sure my voice didn't crack.

"I'm not going to do anything, Dean will though," he answered as he shuffled through the drawers in the kitchen.

"They'll never catch him," I promised.

"It doesn't matter, murder in the first of his own sister, he will be hunted for the rest of his life," 'Dean' answered, "I must say I'll be sorry to lose this skin, your brother has a lot of good qualities, you should appreciate him more than you do."

"That's where you're wrong, I love my brother more than life itself," I said as I loosened the ropes around my wrists.

"He is so wrapped around that little finger of yours it's pathetic really. You know when he walked in on you cutting yourself a few years back he blamed himself for not being able to help you but do you open up to him…no all you ever say is you're fine."

At that moment I got my hands freed and charged him knocking him over. He went to punch me but I leaned out of the way just in time. I grabbed a knife off the counter and swung it at him just nicking his arm.

"You little bitch," he screamed taking my arm and smashing it against the counter so I had to drop the knife.

I kicked him as hard as I could in the stomach knocking the air out of him, "Not bad little sister."

"You're not my brother," I yelled as we continued to fight.

He threw me against the bookshelf and I grabbed a pool stick to try and fight him off only to have it snap in half when I hit him. We went back to wrestling; he threw me down so hard that I broke the coffee table with my back. He sat on top of me and started to strangle me.

"Hey!" Dean yelled just as I thought I would pass out.

The shifter jumped off of me as Sam ran over and pulled me into a hug while I tried to catch my breath before the shifter had a chance to do anything else Dean shot him twice in the chest.

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"So this is what you do, Leah, Dean and you hunt down these kinds of things?" Rebecca asked as we were saying goodbye the next morning.

"Yeah pretty much," Sam answered.

"So no one knows you do this?" she asked.

"No," Sam replied.

"Did Jessica know?"

Sam sighed, "No she didn't."

"Must be lonely," she commented.

"It's not that bad, we have each other," I answered as I hopped on Sam's back.

"Give me a call sometime," Rebecca smiled before walking back into the house.

"You know Sammy I was right, I like her," I said as he carried me over to the car where Dean was waiting.

"What about your friend Zack?" Dean asked as we got closer.

"Cops are blaming this Dean Winchester guy, now they are thinking maybe the surveillance tape was tampered with," Sam answered as I hopped down and got into the car.

"You know I've got to say I'm sorry I'm going to miss it," Dean said as we pulled out of Rebecca's driveway.

"Miss what?" Sam asked.

"How many chances am I going to have to see my own funeral?" Dean asked and we all laughed.

About an hour after driving Sam had fallen asleep and I leaned forward to rest my chin on the front seat.

"Hey De," I started.

"Yeah," he answered.

"We're going to find dad, right?" I asked reluctantly.

He looked over to me, "As soon as we can."

"I miss him," I admitted and let a single tear roll down my cheek.

"I won't let anything happen to you angel," he promised.