ANGELFACE

A Happy Birthday shout out to the guy that brings one of my favorite Super heroes to life Jared Padalecki (Sam Winchester) it was July 19th. Wow, I wish I was able to go to Comic Con to see them and Big Bang Theory! I am sorry that it took me so long to update this story. My plan was to live at the library last week while my nieces were on vacation but my hobby of a job actually needed me. Now that we know Mercedes is related to angels let's find out how.

Love ya, LudaNeet

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or Supernatural! I just love the Winchesters and Mercedes!

"What do you mean Mercedes has angel blood in her and I know them. Who is she related to? Zachariah?" Dean made a face Zachariah had not been one of his favorite angels.

"No, Gabriel I believe you know him better as the Trickster." Castiel replied.

"Gabester, huh; why couldn't it be Balthazar?" Dean had mixed feelings about the angel he called the Gabester. When they had first encountered him on a college campus they diagnosed him as a Trickster, a mischievous demigod that loved to play pranks on people they thought deserved to get their just deserts. The Trickster did little things to keep the brothers occupied by playing pranks to turn them against each other while he continued his stunts. Thank goodness for Bobby! The second encounter he put the Sam in a Groundhog Day loop finding new creative ways to kill off Dean over a hundred times; piano falling on Dean, hit by a car and a dog attack was a few to name. Sam to this day still checked to make sure the shower had adhesive duck to make sure Dean wouldn't fall in the tub. Dean remembered nothing of his hundred times of death yet Sam did.

Then there was the time he placed them into TV land. Sam's herpes commercial would have been funny if they were not stuck there for the Trickster's entertainment. That was when it was revealed that the Trickster was honestly the archangel Gabriel hiding out from his family. Gabe redeemed himself dying trying to protect them and Kali the Hindu goddess from Lucifer.

"Yes, Gabe is Mercedes great- great- great grandfather and her great- great- great grandmother is Terpsichore the muse of song and dance. Terpsichore thinking that someone would try to get retribution against the Trickster through their child hid their daughter, Lyra with one of her demigod sibling who raised Lyra in a human environment. Neither Lyras' angel nor muse bloodline was developed. Their bloodline has been diluted over the years. Lyra married a full blood human and so forth and so forth has her descendants." Castiel explained.

"Gabe actually had a kid? I thought he loved Kali?" Dean tried to picture Gabester trying to do the family thing.

"Terpsichore came after things didn't work out with Kali. Gabe really did care for her. She also thought he was an actually Trickster. Humans were not the only ones Gabe liked to trick. He was not well liked in many arenas. To protect Lyra Terpsichore used a spell to cloak her from many magically creatures. The spell has worn off over the years."

"I understand Mercedes family history. My next question is why are you being the angel cock blocker?" Dean asked?

"Mercedes will automatically become an angel when she passes from this world. With all the reconstruction we are doing in heaven any angel descendent will be a welcoming addition. The problem with her tiny amount of angel blood and grace against the fact your soul was touched or saved by an angel it gives angel a different insight into your soul. Emotions run higher; for example Anna's lust for you made it a higher urge. Mercedes is unaware of her heritage; her feelings for you might be an illusion her version of liking you may feel like true love." Castiel said.

"Oh I get it I am Angel catnip."

"Dean what you are feeling for Mercedes may be heightened as well."

"Great. I am honestly the angels' bitch." Dean balled up his fist, "Why in the hell am I just hearing about this?"

"It never came up?" Castiel dryly said.

"Damn it Cas, maybe you could have brought it up when Uriel mentioned I slept with Anna?" Dean suggested.

"By then it was too late and I believe it is too late again." Castiel said.

"Let me guess you already have Mercedes future husband and kids already picked out like you did with my parents."

"After all we have been through you still questioning my loyalty to #Team Free-Will? If Mercedes was already bestowed to a husband the other angels will never tell me. I am afraid if Mercedes and you continue to fornicate that you will settle down and abandon your mission on saving the world. Dean, we all have made sacrifices I have learned that from Sam and you. I don't want you to give it up for infatuation." Castiel studied Dean's expression. Dean was the closest thing he had to a best friend. He never wanted to hurt him but Mercedes might not be the best thing for him.

"Okay Cas, I will break things off with her tomorrow."

"Do you need my assistance? I could explain it to her." Castiel offered.

"As fun as that sounds. And that does sound like a bucket of fun explaining the joke of a hunter, angel and demon go into the bar. I think I will pass. I am a big boy. I got this allow Mercedes to continue living her life as a normal person. She doesn't need to be dropped into this life. Cas, she is caring for her mom. The minute she is aware everything will change."

"Dean she might be able to.' Castiel started…

"Castiel, I swear if you breath one word to Mercedes that she is anything other than human I might not gank you but you will wish I did. " Dean threatened.

"This might be worse than I thought." Castiel mumbled.

Dean started to walk back towards Mercedes bedroom, "What in the hell did you do to me man?"

"I saved you from hell."

"Yeah thanks for that." Dean sarcastically mumbled.

Mercedes woke up with a smile on her face. Last night dream had been very livid and realistic. She stretched her legs. Dean had been gentle and sweet a switch from the previous dreams she had.

"Rise and shine, Angelface." Dean entered her room carrying a tray. Not a lot of females could say that Dean Winchester had served them breakfast in bed; not something that needed to get back to the other hunters now Dean Ryan could serve his Angelface breakfast before he said goodbye.

Mercedes rubbed her eyes last night had been real? She pulled the covers up to her chin all of a sudden feeling shy.

"What happened to Sweetheart?"

"After last night you graduated to Angelface." Dean kissed the top of her nose. He stared at her to see if there was any indication of her being an angel that he missed.

"Are you okay?" Mercedes asked?

"Why yes, I was thinking about my case."

"Did you eat? Want a piece of toast?" Mercedes offered him one of hers. She couldn't believe after last night she was still nervous around him.

"I already ate. I know I can't cook like you but I wanted to do something for you." Dean playfully bit into the toast in her hand.

"Thank you, it's good." Mercedes bit into the same bread. Dean still had that look of carrying the world on her shoulder.

"Well I better get going. Sammy gets cranky if he is not able to get his morning coffee." Dean half heartily joked, "I got the car."

"Would you like to grab dinner with me later or even desert?" Mercedes fought the butterfly feelings he was causing.

"I wish I could how about a rain check?" Dean asked?

"Yeah, sure I get it. I understand." Mercedes lied.

"Angelface, I will call you later." Dean gave her a soft kiss.

"Goodbye." Mercedes whispered.

WINCHESTER

"I told you something was off about her." Dean caught his brother up about the visit from Castiel.

"Terpsichore? She is the mother of the triplet sirens. I wonder if she has powers similar to the sirens." Sam itched his chin where the stubble was growing in.

"I forgot to ask Cas, I'm going to take a nap." Dean dived into his bed.

"It would explain her scream scaring whatever it is off. Dean, you don't have time to take a nap. Dr. Hart called Dr. Collins has never returned from his vacation." Sam looked at his brother.

"Damn."

"Dean are you really going to stay away from Mercedes?" Dean was never known to do what was strongly suggested. This time Sam thought it would be a great idea not to listen to Castiel.

"Castiel might be right." Dean mumbled into the bed.

"Dean, we have paid our as hunters. We have been hunting since we could hold a gun in our hands. Cas suggests that you should leave her alone cuz it might not be love. Haven't we learned MIGHT is not a universe worth visiting? We have seen what our lives MIGHT have beenif we have never grown up as hunters, if we had never been brothers and if we were actually fictional characters played by some guys named Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles. What have we learned; that the MIGHT world never compares to our real world. What if this is the woman you are meant to settle down with? You walk away from her like Cassie? Or wipe her memory clean like Lisa's?"

"Watch it Sammy, I told you never to bring Lisa back up or I will break your nose." Dean warned balling up his fist.

"Okay Dean." Sam absent-mindedly covered his nose, "All I am saying is Cas might not be the one to listen to regarding the matters of the heart. He talks and walks like a real boy that does not stop the fact he is an angel even spending almost two years as a human does not erase the fact he is and always will be an angel."

"Mercedes deserves to be with a 9-5 guy living the apple pie life."

"Shit that's what this is about? Why don't you let her decide who she wants to be with? Tell Castiel you respect his advice but no thank you. Beside you love apple pie."

"Why in the hell are you so invested in my love life all of a sudden?"

"Seriously Dean since I can remember you have been taking care of me. I would be a selfish ass if I sided with Cas on this. I have not seen you act like this about a female since Cassie. Mercedes gets under your skin to the point that you are acting like a teen age girl in love for the first time! Dean, why do you think you deserve to be happy? Why don't we deserve to be happy for once? When was the last time you were truly happy? ; no demons to search for over your shoulders because I have never been truly happy. Jess was the closet I got to be truly happy. I always worried about my past coming looking for me in the form of a demon. If Mercedes can get you to the edge of complete happiness why not take it?"

"Sammy I'm sorry you summoned it up in one word Jess! Why would I purposely subject someone to this fucked up life? I saw the outcome. "Dean braced himself for Sam to wail on him.

"Whatever." Sam walked away.

…

"Dr. Collins," Sam knocked on the door of the house that Dr. Hart had given them.

"Looks like it has been empty for days.'" Dean grabbed the mail flowing out of the Collins mailbox.

"Should we go in?" Sam prepared to pick the lock. Dean turned the knob to reveal the door was unlocked.

"Not a good sign," Sam pulled out his gun holding it out in front of him, "FBI."

"Shit!" Dean's nose was assaulted by the smell of rotting meat.

"Dr. Collins?" Sam found the body of a withered Dr. Collins on the floor of the kitchen.

"We need to get him X-rayed to see if he is missing his heart." Dean held his arm over his nose.

"His wife already passed how did he sacrifice love?" Sam asked?

"Work, Dr. Hart did mention he was a workaholic. He might not have appreciated his wife until after her death. How many people do we know like that?" Dean asked?

"Many; let me call Dr. Hart since he was the one who sent of over here." Sam ducked out to call the coroner.

"Dr. Collins is missing his heart again there is no an exit wound." Dr. Hart couldn't believe he was performing an autopsy on his own damn mentor. Joe blinked away the tears.

"I have a strange question." Dean said.

"Yes, Agent Ryan." Dr. Hart sewed up his colleague's chest.

"Did Dr. Collins often put work over his marriage when he was alive?" Dean asked?

"Dr. Collins loved his wife. This job was his mistress. Sometimes I would catch him buying flowers to make up missing a date at the Opera or even dinner." Dr. Hart looked sadly at the deceased doctor.

"Can you tell how long Dr. Collins has been deceased?" Sam asked?

"I say about roughly a week; a little after he started his vacation. Do you think they stalked him?" Dr. Hart tugged at his dreads a habit he did when he was scared, "How is he taking their hearts without leaving a mark?"

"We tend to find out." Sam promised.

"Agents is there a possibility that I might be next? Was Dr. Collins murdered because he was close to an answer? Is it a drug that eats the heart?" Dr. Hart wiped the sweat escaping from the pores of his forehead.

"Dr. Hart, relax have you ever put anything above love?" Sam asked?

"No not that I know of. " Dr. Hart replied.

"We believe what we are dealing with a person that thinks they are some rouge Cupid avenging love." Dean said.

"A rogue cupid?" Dr. Hart made a face.

"Yea, do you know anyone that could fit that description?" Sam asked?

"No and yes. I mean so many people have been burned by love it could be almost anyone. If I think of anyone I will call."

"Thanks we will be in touch." Dean said.

"He's right too many people have been burned by love everybody in town is a suspect and everyone is a potential victim; everyone including Tina and Mercedes." Sam whispered.

"Please find this monster." Dr. Hart pleaded.

"We intend to do just that." Dean promised.

….

Mercedes cleaned up her apartment thinking about how Dean Ryan had ended up at her apartment last night. She had called Sam Evans to apologize for dean's crazy behavior. She had got Sam Evans number from his best friend, Blaine. She would have asked Blaine's boyfriend and Mercedes other best friend, Kurt but Kurt would have asked too many question followed by follow up questions. Blaine had given her the number without even a peak of interest.

"Hey Sam, this is Mercedes I was calling to apologize for Dean's behavior." Mercedes greeted him on the phone.

"Hey Mercy, I was a little surprised to hear you were dating that guy. I thought you were dating a Brandon, Brian or a Brett that lived in Lima." Sam tried to act clueless.

"Wait who told you that?" Mercedes quizzed him. This was what she didn't want to happen looking like a pathetic liar.

"Blaine loves to gossip." Sam E said nonchalant.

"Oh he did, huh? Dean is a friend trying to help. I'm not sure if his brand of helping is really helping." Mercedes apologized.

"Cedes', I think he might like you."

"That's funny because Dean says that if I give you any indication it might go down you will leave your fiancé at home and rush over here."

"I guess dude is really a great FBI." Sam commented.

Mercedes plucked at her bottom lip. She couldn't wrap her mind around on what Sam Evans revealed.

"You must not have heard me right. Dean said that you would leave your fiancé if there was an inkling we could get back together. Dean's crazy right?" Mercedes gave him another chance to redeem himself.

"Mercedes, do you want me to come over?" Sam E. asked?

Mercedes got quiet again. She couldn't believe that this was actually happening.

"Just to talk right?" Mercedes meekly asked? She couldn't believe she was rattling off her address, "You are only coming to talk right, nothing else?"

"Yes just talking unless you want to do more," Sam E chuckled hanging up. Mercedes prepared herself for Sam Evans visit.

The doorbell rang five minutes later. Mercedes wondered if he was staying somewhere in her apartment building.

Brian greeted Mercedes with a kiss.

"Bry, what are you doing here?" Mercedes asked panicky.

"I had to see you." Mercedes could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Have you been drinking?"

"Shhh! You are loud baby; I had too much funny tasting apple juice. Do you want some?" Brian asked?

"We should have some coffee." Mercedes excused herself out of the living room.

"Hey Cedes' I am on my way out now." Sam E. answered his phone.

"No, you cannot come here my boyfriend is here." Mercedes hissed.

"Cedes' I know you'd rather have me there than any other guy."

"Sam, I don't know what I was thinking you should stay there with your fiancé our time together is over."

"We are destined to be together. Call me when you get rid of your man."

"If you believed that then why are you engaged to Barbie? Bye Samuel." Mercedes hung up.

Mercedes went back into the living room to see Brian making a beat on he table, Brian pushed up his owl-rimmed glasses. He stared at Mercedes as if he was looking at her for the first time.

"Did you know someone murdered my cousin and guess what? Guess what?" Brian sang along with his homemade beat.

"Bry, have some coffee," Mercedes handed him a mug of coffee she had made while talking to Sam.

"No, No I want you to know something. I can't remember why I came here." Brian scratched the side of his head.

"We can talk about this tomorrow." Mercedes promised.

"We should talk about how or when you are going to leave me. I saw you. I wanted to support you at the funeral. I saw the way he looked at you. That I don't care about; what I care about is how you looked back at him. I walked away before you could see me." Brian said.

"What are you talking about?"

"Is it because I don't have green eyes? The way you look at that damn agent hasn't went unnoticed. Is that the reason I can't get you to look at me like that. Yea, she told me he had green eyes. I guess now that your precious Sammy is here is here he don't have a chance either I really cared about you. I thought you we had a future together. How could I forget that I wasn't shit but a temporary Lima boyfriend? Our relationship wouldn't make it past the state lines even if I came with you." Brian looked humble for the first time since she had met him.

"Brian, what are you talking about? Let's talk about this when you are sober."

"When I am sober it might hurt."

"I do care about you are my boyfriend."

"I'm just not Sam."

Mercedes wiggled her toes in the carpet underneath her feet.

"I don't want or need a Sam." Mercedes said with confidence. Mercedes thought that Sam Evans was the reason she never felt completely comfortable with Brian. That maybe she had never gotten over her first love she had heard that before. She had dated some guys after Sam. None had made her heart beat faster the way Sam had. No other guy had until Dean kissed her on the lips.

"Do you see a future with me?" Brian asked?

"I think I'm going to call you a cab." Mercedes reached for her house phone to call a cab.

"Mercedes, do you see a future with us?"

Mercedes squinted her eyes trying to picture a family with Brian, a house, and a dog; nothing came to mind.

"Right now I can't; we haven't been together long." Mercedes dialed the cab.

"I didn't think you did. I'm going to wait for the cab outside." Brian said.

"Brian, stay in here and we should talk about everything tomorrow."

"Honestly what is there to talk about. Thank you for being honest with me." Brian kissed her forehead.

"How can I picture a future with you if I can't picture my own future?" Mercedes walked Brian outside to wait for the cab.

Brian thought about his last encounter with Mercedes it had been passionate that he thought they actually had a fighting chance.

"Where does this leave us, Cedes'?"

"Maybe we should take a break, I thought you knew me but the second I thought what sounded like you accusing me of only being attracted to caucasian men I learned you don't know me hardly at all. I am attracted to all types of men black, white, and green if hee is a nice caring loving man. Age might matter cause I am not into dating men that are not able to buy beer." Mercedes tried to break the tension.

"Sorry about that. I don't want to lose you." Brian said.

"I won't lie seeing Sam kicked up some old feelings. But they are more like memories. If your high school sweetheart, Renita showed up tell me with a straight face tha you would be unfazed? Brian, I do not want to be with Sam." Mercedes hugged him, "I have so much on my plate with my mom. I might not have been fair trying to start a new relationship with everything I'm dealing with."

"I will come pick up my car tomorrow." Brian spotted the yellow cab pull up.

"Why can't I see this side of you when you are sober?" Mercedes asked?

Brian sulked into his cab. He leaned against the window sighing he could feel his future hangover beginning to form.

Mercedes ran back into her apartment. She looked at her phone wondering if she should call Tina to tell her about Brian and Sam E. She looked at her phone pulling a card out of her purse she wanted to tell Dean he was right about Sam E. He would give her the biggest I- told –you- so with that cute little smile. Dean was something else. Mercedes called him jump starting her night.

Mercedes could hear the words she had been thinking spoken into the phone asking Dean to come over. Who knew he really would?

…..

Tina braided her legs together, "Sam, you know what I have been thinking about your suspect and I have a crazy thought." Tina repositioned herself on the bed, she was laying in the bed completely naked raking through Sam's unruly hair.

"Yeah, what's that?" Sam closed his eyes allowing Tina's touch going through his hair.

This was the third time they had what Tina continued to call a one – night stand.

Santana warned her that she needed to wrap this adventure up.

"Damn Lady Chang, you got me wanting to give him a whirl. I think you are forgetting he 's a rent- a- man you have to return him very soon."

Tina had to admit she was dreading the day she would have to tell him goodbye.

Sam was sure that Dean was aware of his repeating one night stand. He wasn't teasing him or anything else for that matter. When Sam rattled off his lame excuse to leave; Dean would grunt and continue to doing whatever he was working on. Dean had slowly taken over the research part of the investigation in the last four days since Castiel's visit.

"I don't think your suspect is human. I know I sound like a looney tune but hear me out." Tina said.

Sam raised his eyebrows he wasn't sure if he was ready to confirm the X-Files thing are out there yet, "Okay."

"I talked to Matthew he said that he found the body bodies and they were mangled beyond belief, I don't really think an animal would do that."

"What could have done it?"

"Do you believe in warewolves? Damn, let me shut up I must sound like a lunatic ." Tina covered her face. She hadn't meant to let that slip. Sam must have thought she was a complete idiot.

"No Ty, you do not sound like a lunatic I don't think a werwolf did it tough. The other bodies were in good condition." Sam pointed out.

"I knew you would think my theory was crazy." Tina pouted.

"Ty, trust me I do not think you are crazy. I think you are amazing." Sam scooped Tina up in his arms.

"How do you do that?" Tina kissed his tasteful lips.

"Do what?" Sam asked tickling her bare belly.

"I have known you for such a short time yet you know how to make me blush." Tina kissed Sam's funny looking tattoo on his chest.

Sam embraced her preparing her for round three on Tina's new favorite ride Mt. Sam

…..

"Mom, are you decent?" Mercedes walked into her mother's room. The minute Louisa Jones got diagnosed with congestive heart failure, mommy's little prince Maxwell Jones prepared to move his whole family from Michigan all the way back to Lima, Ohio.

Maxwell's wife, Claudia despised the idea of moving away from her own hometown to go live in her husband's hometown which was barely on the map. Claudia learned quickly that she should have allowed Maxwell to move home for a little while. Any weekend or vacation he could spare he was in Lima helping his mother. Louisa scared that her little prince would lose the family he built agreed on a live-in nurse. Dr. Marshall Jones not trusting any strangers in his house, called his baby girl, Mercedes who agreed to come to Lima to help for a few months. Louisa was pissed when she saw that her baby girl moved back to help her.

Louisa was a strong, independent woman and she wanted the same for Mercedes. She wished her daughter would move back to California to pursue her music career.

"Baby girl what are you doing here? When are you returning home back to California?' Louisa coughed. She always greeted her daughter with encouragement to leave Ohio. If it was up to her husband he would make both his children move back in to their childhood rooms.

"Hi Momma," Mercedes ignored her mothers' banter kissing her mom's leathery skin.

"Baby girl, how are you doing? How is Brian doing? When is he coming back to see me?" Louisa asked coughing?

"Brian and I have hit a rough patch." Mercedes didn't want t burden her mom with a possible break up.

"Does it have something to do with Sam Evans being in town?"

"Kurt stopped by, I take it?" Mercedes appreciated her two best friends, Kurt and Tina helping her with her mom. Kurt loved to keep Ms. Louisa laced with all the gossip around town; Mercedes wished it would exclude her love life or lack f love life.

"Yes, he has a jacket to die for. I almost kidnapped it when he sat it down on my couch. Do you think I can still rock suede?" Louisa had been a very beautiful stunning woman before her illness took over. Her illness had thinned out her pride of deep brown hair, dropped her 160lbs down to a mere 100lbs on a good day. Her toned arms were now delicate and her beautiful soulful brown eyes sullen. The thing was in Mercedes eyes her mother was still the stunning beautiful electric of personality she was before her illness tried to steal her spirit, Louisa was a fighter.

" You would look great in suede." Mercedes commented.

"I think so. Kurt says at the funeral while standing next to his woman Sam practically broke his neck trying to look at you. Kurt says that Ms. Thing don't have a chance. Is poor Brian jealous? I say leave both of them alone go back to California; your old mom will be okay."

"Kurt is becoming an old bitty and you are not helping him either." Mercedes laughed.

"Leave my Kurt alone. What is up with Ms. Tina? Who has her nose open like a can of beans?" Louisa asked?

"Mom, you are disillusional. Tina keeps a crush , she is not feeling anybody seriously. Her latest crush is some visiting law enforcement guy nothing serious."

"Mercedes Jones, are you that blind or self absorb that you do not see that Tina has stopped wearing that depressing black ."

"Tina used to dress gothic back in high school." Mercedes pointed out.

"I remember and she started to dress like a colorful go-go dancer after she started dating Mike. After Mike passed she practically went back to her Elvira stage. Lately Tina has dressed in patches of color again. Tina may not be in love but someone has her nose wide open."

"If she was seeing somebody why wouldn't she tell me?"

"Baby girl, you are a great best friend never dubout that yet sometimes a person needs something to themselves. She might not want your advice right now afraid you will pop her bubble," Louisa smiled.

"Mom, you are wrong about this. The only guy she is around is Agent Sam Murphy ."

"Which reminds me Tina says a very handsome FBI agent has a thing for you. Tina has emphasized on how handsome he was twice."

"What she say about the other agent?" Mercedes wondered.

"Agent Murphy is nice with great hair; that is all she says about him."

"That damn Tina she must like him way more than she let on. She always talks big stuff unless she doesn't want to jinks things with a guy." Mercedes said.

" I would love to meet the guy who has brought color back into Tina's life. " Louisa chuckled.

"Mom stop trying to be a matchmaker. It will never work he does not live in Lima."

"Is that why you are shutting down the other agent by chance. Tina says that you have been down right rude. I know you barely do that unless you are trying to protect yourself. Remember my brother is an agent be nice." Louisa aid.

"I am not being rude to anyone. I am not here to gossip with you anyways. I have a boyfriend. We might be having a rough time but I plan for us to work it out."Mercedes hid behind the idea of Brian, "I am here to check up on you. I might take you to lunch if you have taken your heart medicine. " Mercedes tried distracting her mom away from talk of the agents.

"Yes, ten minutes before you arrived. Tell your father that I am a grown ass woman not a helpless bratty child; I am tired of everyone in this family treating me as such." Louisa declared.

"Beadsticks for lunch?" Mercedes ignored her moms declaration indepence. She knew her mom was very independent that did not stop the family from worrying about her.

"Would love to." Louisa limped to get her jacket.

"Mercedes, I know most mothers say their children are special. I wish you would give the word a chance to see how special you are. When you were born I saw an alluming light holding you."

"How do yu know the right thing to say all the time?" Mercedes asked?

"That's easy, I tell the truth." Louisa added, "Beside Maxwell had the same light."

Mercedes chuckled graceful she had such a terrific mother.

…

Mercedes whipped her car into her apartment parking lot. She spotted Tina's prize Navy blue Lovebug. Mercedes wondered what Tina was doing here? She was glad that she was there she wanted to talk to her. She needed to discredit her moms crazy Tina falling in love theory.

Mercedes stepped out of her car when the dark familiar figure standing in front of her.

Sam sat in the passenger side of Tina's car feeling like canned sardines. Dean would have old him he was committing love'em and leave'em suicide by allowing the oracle to talk him int stopping by Mercedes apartment before dropping him back off at the motel.

Tina knocked on Mercedes apartment door. A light was on in the living room which was a little strange of Mercedes. Tina pressed her ears against the door trying to listen for some type of sound in the apartment.

Mercedes eyes filled with tears as the figure pointed toward her heart.

"This is a damn dream." Mercedes placed her hand protectively over her heart. She couldn't die in a parking lot. She hadn't received a call from Dean;she hadn't had a chance to tell dean how beautiful he had made her feel that night. She hadn't had a chance to tell her family she loved them. No, Mercedes knew this was a dream.

"Love ultimate. Dismissed love for a gamble in California." The faceless figure gurgled without even speaking. The figure flipped it's fingers causing Mercedes shielding hands to the side.

Mercedes mouth opened trying to yell; no sound came out. The figures arm inched closer magically fitting into her chest. Mercedes could feel it squeezing hr heart as if it was operating an juicer. This time Mercedes scream was released from her wind pipes so loud that it not only surprised the figure but her too.

Sam rushed out of the car to find Mercedes slumped by her car grasping for air. Sam took note of all the glass surrounding Mercedes like a raft. All the cars in close approximately to Mercedes windows were busted out.

"What in the hell was that noise." Tina came rushing to see Sam kneeling by her best friend.

"Mercedes was attacked. We are getting her to the hospital now." Sam scooped her up rushing her to Tina's car.

"Sammy, I think I found something. We might be able to put this case to bed soon and leave this awful place." Dean picked up his brothers call.

"Dean, I am at the hospitals." Sam said.

Dean's heart pounded, no one could convince Samuel Winchester to go to the hospital it must be serious.

Dean interrupted Sam, "What 's wrong? What hospital. I am on my way."

"Dean, Dean it is Mercedes she was attacked by that thing." Sam informed him.

"Is she….Is Angelface alive." Dean held his breath.

"Barely"

The French Mistake is one of my favorite episodes! Too funny watching Jared and Jensen playing Dean and Sam acting as Jared and Jensen! I had to add a reference to that episode!

At first I was worried I put Mercedes with the wrong Winchester cuz' if I had put her with Sam I could have named the story Samcedes: the other Sam! A story about Mercedes trying hard not to fall for anther Sam but I think I like how things are going with Samina or Tiam?

Thank you to everyone who has read, review followed and favorited this story! I had no high hopes knowing this would get schuffled into a crossover story. The story has exceed my expectation!

Thank you Love ya,

LudaNeet