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Slow down, breathe, count to ten . . . oh shit. Anger Management never worked for Dean Winchester, and it wasn't about to start now. Dean thought back over the last 12 hours, first he had met this amazing wom- no, correction, girl, that looks like she is 21 at least, only to sleep with her. Then the next morning her ex-boyfriend showed up planning to take her to god knows where. He later found out that her ex-boyfriend was stalking her, because he couldn't let go of the relationship that they had over a year ago. And now here Dean was tying an unconscious Pete- the ex, to the steering wheel of his car.

Sam came up to him and told him that they should go, that they have work to do in town before they can leave. Dean left the keys in the ignition of Pete's car and then he and Sam got into Dean's car and headed back into the town. They left Pete's car right by the "Welcome to Waterloo" sign.

Sam and Dean arrived at the house that they were looking for. Dean rang the doorbell, and a girl about sixteen answered, she had light brown hair and was very tall.

Almost as tall as Alexz. Dean thought, and then tried to get the mental image of her out of his head.

"Can I help you?" the girl asked

"Yea, I'm Ian Hennessy, and this is my partner Joe Courtamonche. We're from the insurance company, we were told that we had to do an inspection because of all the old wiring in this place." Dean spoke fast and with confidence, like he knew what he was talking about.

The girl looked at him suspiciously until she finally let them in. "I thought that all the inspections were over with last week."

Sam spoke before Dean, "Well we just have a few more questions."

"My parents aren't here."

"That's okay, we can talk to you, have you noticed anything unusual lately?" Sam asked

"Well, I don't know if I shou- never mind." she said stopping herself mid-sentence.

"What's your name?" Dean asked.

"Casey."

"Okay, look even if it sounds crazy, you can tell us what's been happening." Sam spoke softly.

"Well, a couple of weeks ago, I saw this hallucination in the mirror, but I don't know if that was me or something else."

Dean couldn't help but ask "Why do you think it might be you?"

Casey flushed looking embarrassed, like she shouldn't be saying this to adults "Well earlier I was at a party, and well... I was drinking, and I smoked some pot."

Casey continued looking uncomfortable as Sam looked at her and asked "What did you see in the mirror."

"I saw me, but I looked like I had just come home from the Halloween party last year, I was wearing the same thing that I did to that party."

Sam and Dean were walking back to the car five min later, Dean spoke first "I don't think that was our kind of thing, Sam, so I think we should get out of here as soon as possible and not come back. Because this pl- " Sam cut him off by saying "Dean are you going to avoid talking about what we should be talking about or do I have to bring it up?" Sam waited for ten seconds before speaking again "Fine Dean, but I won't let this drop,"

Dean finally spoke "Look man, I saw her in a bar, a fucking bar! She looked over 21, and there was no way that was her first time in a bar, I mean come on the bar tender didn't even ask for ID."

"What do you think we should do?" Sam asked trying to keep Dean calm.

"I have no idea, I mean I... I really liked her."

Sam and Dean arrived back at the motel room intending to get all their luggage and get out of this town, but what they saw instead was a very pissed off Alexz looking under the bed.

"What are you doing here?" Dean asked wishing that she would go away so he could deal with his regret and then move on.

"I've been looking for my boot all morning, and I can't find it. Do you know where it is?"

Dean scanned the room quickly, it looked like she had checked everywhere but where his and Sam's duffel bags were sitting.

Dean finally spotted it, it was laying under a duffel bag that had all of Dean's clothes in it. He walked over and picked it up.

"Thank you so much." She said as she zipped up her boot as quickly as she could and tried to get out of there equally as fast.

Sam stopped her, saying that she and Dean needed to talk, and leaving the room despite Dean's glare.

Alexz sat there looking at him and then finally said "I really like you and all, but you clearly don't like the fact that I'm sixteen."

Dean waited patiently for her to finish, before finally exploding "You, you're sixteen, don't you get the fact that I could go to jail for that? I- I mean I saw you in a bar, and I thought that you were over 21."

Alexz stared at him while he yelled at her, and then finally speaking she decided that she should finally tell him the truth. "When I turned thirteen, I told my parents that I am bi-sexual, they told me to pack my things, and never come back. I left and I wound up working at a bar in New York. Even then I looked older, I lied about my age to everyone, except Pete. To everyone else, I am 24 years old and a fashion designer, I don't like lying, but in a way that is who I am. I had to grow up very fast, you have to understand that, I never got to go to any high school partys, it was straight from pre-teen to adult, no time to grow up slowly, and you have every right to be mad at me, and I can see the guilt in your eyes, but you shouldn't feel guilty, because you didn't know."

Dean couldn't think of anything to say, as they were sitting so close and he could feel her warm breath on his cheek. So he said the only thing he could think of. "I'm sorry, for yelling at you."