Hello there! Sorry for the late, very late update n.n but I have to confess, I've been obsessing over another show... *guilty face* I took a sabatical to watch "Bones", and the chapter took me longer...

But for all it's worth it, I love Bones, and I don't regret my choice...

Anyway, here's chapter 13 then, hope you like it and special thanks to deb167 for the amazing review! I felt like shit for not writing more... I hope this will make up for the idle time :)

Song with this chapter:

Cherry Pie- Warrant

Read on and review, Love, Maggie

-What the hell was he doin' in a strip club?- Danielle yelled, her hands fisted in frustration

-He was in a friend's bachelor party- Andrea explained. The 5 of them were sitting in Anthony's living room, discussing the facts that led to Anthony being gone-he called me a few minutes past midnight that Friday, and then I didn't see him on the Lakers game on Saturday, he had to go, we had a business to close there-

-You always close deals in basketball games?- Emma asked sarcastically. She knew that was how Danielle was kidnapped a few months back then, and it bothered her, so, she decided to take it out on Andrea, who wasn't her favorite person in the world.

-We had an important client whose brother plays for the Lakers- Andrea retorted-after what happened with Danielle, we had to fulfill his demands, otherwise we were fucked- She turned to Danielle then, who was pacing across the room, breathing heavily and biting her thumb nail

-Dani, I had the calendar- Andrea told her, and that caught her attention

-Really? Well, let's see it after we find your damn brother!- she snapped

-Okay…- Dean got up and wrapped his arm around Danielle. Like always, other people's distress made it easier for him to focus

-You've got any details we could use? Has the police already asked you about it?- Sam inquired. Honestly, he felt kinda uncomfortable with Andrea and Emma in the same room. He never thought they'd ever be in that situation, and now, he felt like Dean. "That's what you get for messing with women "he thought "especially Danielle's women".

-I didn't call the cops- Andrea said, to their surprise-I thought that you guys could handle it better-

-You think this is something supernatural?- Dean asked with a grimace. He didn't like the whole getting involve thing, much less if this was something they usually hunt. He knew it was driving Danielle crazy, or was gonna, anyway. He was finding it disturbing, and he barely knew Anthony. For Danielle, the guy was the closest thing she had to a brother, and, he just knew she'd blame herself if something supernatural caught him. "Well, then, we'll have to figure it out faster" he told himself.

-I found five missing men that went to the same strip club the night before their disappearance- Andrea handed them a folder with the men names and data. She had addresses, phone numbers, job, and she even found the way to check the guys' taste. Like in women.

-Where the hell did you find this?- Danielle asked, reading the information with wide eyes

-I went to the strip club to check it- Andrea explained-I convinced the manager to let me take a look, and I asked the girls about the five men missing-

-How did you know they were missing anyway?- Sam inquired

-They're all important people, sort to speak- Andrea replied-and I've heard girls in my shop talking about it before Anthony's case and well, I did some research…-

-And you came up with this?- Danielle held the folder up-you're nuts. This is dangerous. For all you know this could be some kind of psycho who hunted men in strip clubs- she was fuming, they knew that, but it was hard to stop her too-Hell, even one of the girls could've done it!-

-Hey, I talked to them carefully!- Andrea defended-I told them I wanted to work there, and they spilled the beans easily. Those men are really important people, Danielle, and we've gotta find them-

-How the hell do you know if it's the same thing, uh?- Emma snapped, standing up and glaring at Andrea-your brother could be bein' held hostage by a human psycho, and yet, instead of tellin' the police, you called us-

-I thought you'd handle it better-

-What if there's nothin' to handle?- Emma retorted-what if we're seriously dealin' with a serial killer or somethin'? Then we're as fucked as you, 'cause we know shit about that kinda stuffs-

-I know…- Andrea lowered her head in a tired gesture-but trust me if I say that I feel something wrong about the whole thing. The fact that those guys were all CEOs from important companies and that nobody found anything in the last two weeks, and the families didn't receive any calls from the so called kidnappers, I think it's something-

-All CEOs?- Dean questioned- what kinda place is it? And then, why grab Anthony? He was just a photographer-

-No, he's the best in L.A- Danielle corrected him-but it doesn't mean she's right- she pointed to Andrea and sighed-Look, I love you, Andy, you know I do, but this is crazy-

-Dani, what in your life isn't?- Andrea shot back, thinking about Dean's earlier question she added-the place is one of the best, which means most private places in Beverly Hills. Men with much to lose go there to have fun, we're talking about some serious VIP passes here- Andrea sighed- Look, I only ask for you to search it a bit, and if you don't find anything, well, then I'll call the cops-

-You promise?- Danielle asked, looking serious

-Scout word- Andrea replied

-Fine then- she cursed under her breath and looked at Emma-we've got a strip club to crush in- she turned to Dean, who, of course, had a smirk on his face-and you don't get to do the interviews with the naked chicks- she told him, smiling evilly. Dean pouted and he honestly looked kinda shocked at her words.

-Tell me again, why we're doin' this?- Emma complained. Danielle sighed, and glared at her, one more time

-Stop bitchin', and let's find Tony-

-Fine…- she murmured-but these blonde bimbos don't seem to know much-

-Careful who you call a blonde bimbo, blackie- Danielle smirked. They'd been talking to the girls in the strip club for maybe an hour, or more. And the fact that none of them was saying anything helpful annoyed them a bit.

-Maybe you should ask Priscilla- one of the girls told them-if you two wanna work here, she's the one you've gotta talk to. She knows who comes here, sometimes even by name-

-Thank you, Lucy- Danielle smiled at the girl dressed in a navy costume and began to walk towards Priscilla's office.

-Remember to keep the story, we're sisters, and if anyone asks, your name is Cathy, okay? And I'm Sasha-

-No problem- Emma nodded-but they're gonna know those are fake names, it's pretty obvious-

-Let them ask, you'd be amazed at how stupid people really are- She knocked on Priscilla's door and after a few seconds, they heard a high female voice answering

-One minute please!- she yelled from the inside, though with an educated and polite tone. A minute later, the door opened.

-Hello- a brunette, tall, in her early thirties, woman greeted them-how can I help you, girls?- she was dressed in a blue tight dress, with black classic heels. No doubt this woman was the owner of the place, or something as important. Danielle and Emma put on their best smiles for her

-Hi, my name is Sasha - Danielle introduced-this is my sister Cathy- she gestured to Emma-and we'd like to know if you're interested in hirin' us- she let her southern drawl flooded freely, for the sake of the cover story. Priscilla studied them from head to toe, and nodded in satisfaction

-I think we can manage an agreement- she said with a confident grin. She stretched her hand for them to take-I'm Priscilla, please, come in- she moved from the door and the girls walked in.

-Take a seat- Priscilla walked around a big desk and sat on a nice looking chair. Danielle and Emma sat in front of her-So, tell me girls, what brings you here?-

-Well- Emma began-we're from Lafayette, we're stayin' in our aunt's house, but we'd like to rent a place on our own soon-

-I see…- Priscilla nodded and then smiled at them-okay, girls, I think we can manage something. In fact, today we have a special theme night-

-Yeah? What theme?- Danielle was internally scowling and cursing. She hated thematic things, any thematic thing, she loathed. But she grinned sweetly at Priscilla. If they wanted to find Anthony, that was one sure way.

-It's fantasy night- Priscilla replied, her voice high and enthusiastic-if you girls are willing, we can set a time for you right now-

Emma and Danielle shared a look and nodded

-Tell us what we've gotta dress, and when we've gotta come- Emma told her

They weren't sure what fantasy meant, but as they saw their costumes, they understood pretty fast.

-I call devil, I hate white fluffy stuff- Emma called when they arrived that night at the strip club

-Ugh… I hate this…I hate it, hate it, hate it. If we don't find Tony, I'm gonna kill Andy-

-I'll help- Emma offered and Danielle groaned, picking up her angel costume. It was a tiny barely-there boy shorts with white tulle, a white bra and what she hated the most, two stupid looking wings. Yes, wings! Danielle cursed everyone on the entire world that night, including Anthony for being an idiot and going missing.

-It's gonna look good on you- Emma commented, smirking

-Bite me- Danielle went to the dresser and began to changed her clothes, getting ready for the show. Since they were new, they were supposed to close the show. Emma grabbed her she-devil costume and smiled at it. It was good, high red boots, a red bra with a red leather skirt and top. But she loved the tiny red horns more than anything. It was so cheesy she wanted to kill herself.

-Could you give me a hand with the hair? It's drivin' me nuts!- Danielle yelled from her dresser

-Comin'!- Emma walked in and her cousin was already in the angel costume, and was fighting with her hair to get them in curls. She couldn't help but laugh. Danielle, who was a model most of her life, was having trouble doing her hair. Well, there's a first time for everything.

-Here, I've got it- Emma took her hand away and began to model her curls with the white halo that was supposed to go on her head. Twenty minutes later, she was done.

-There, you look like an angel slut- Emma said with a smile. The other girls were also getting ready, a few of them were now on stage.

-You told the guys, right?- Danielle asked as she got up and fixed her clothes

-Oh, yeah, they wouldn't miss it-Emma replied with a smirk, which made Danielle groan

-I'm gonna kill Anthony myself when we find him- she muttered. Priscilla walked in right then, wearing a long burgundy dress and match heels. Her dark chocolate hair was up, revealing her beautiful face. But Priscilla was there to handle the crowd, not play with it. She was the one on charge of business, and she took her job very seriously, or so Emma and Danielle discovered in their little time there.

-Cathy, Sasha!- Priscilla called, a smile on her lips-you look gorgeous- she complimented-and I want to ask you a favor- her expression turned serious the minute she spoke those words

-Yes, Priscilla, of course- Danielle kindness was as much a costume as the clothes she was wearing. For some reason she couldn't figure out, she didn't like Priscilla, something about her was wrong.

-We have two very special guests tonight- she said with a soft tone-I want them to have your fully attention through the show, and afterwards-

-But that's not what we do- Emma told her, defensively

-No, and I'm not suggesting you have to. You are just going to let them buy you girls a few drinks, and if possible, convince them to come back-

-What for?-

-They're very important people, and I want them satisfied and spending money in my club for as long as possible. They're not from this country, and I want them to take a nice memory from the United States when they leave-

Emma and Danielle looked at each other confused. Who the hell were these guys, and why the hell were them so important?

-We'll do it- Emma said-you'll just have to show 'em to us-

-I'm gonna tell the girls to point them at you when you go out- Priscilla promised and smiled at them-thank you girls, you're already doing so much better than others in the business- she nodded in a polite gesture and disappeared.

-I don't like this- Danielle admitted-why we? Is she after the whole missin' guys thing?-

-I don't know- Emma answered honestly-But I guess we'll find out- she grabbed her cousin's arm when their song began and the voice from the host told the clients who they were going to see

-C'mon, Warrant is waitin' for us- they had required the song "Cherry pie" and that was what they heard.

The place was dark when they walked on stage. The song was getting to the part they were going to dance, so they nodded to each other in a supporting gesture and began to do their thing. When they introduced themselves to the public, there were cheers and whistles. Danielle body froze when she saw Sam and Dean on the first seats, beer in hand and pretty much enjoying the show.

-Dani!- Emma hissed to her cousin. Danielle nodded and began to move to the sound of the music. A waitress caught her attention in the middle of the song and suggestively pointed at Dean and Sam. Danielle mind went into over drive. They were the special guests? What the hell have they done?

The girls' movements were something else. Dean smirked as the waitress brushed her arm over his shoulder and smiled at him. He threw a look at Sam and smirked again. Little brother was enjoying himself! Who could've known, that righteous little Sammy was into that kinda stuff? Maybe being with Emma changed him…

Dean caught Danielle's gaze and she grinned at him. They were paying special attention to them, he didn't know why. Might have something to do with the fact that he told the owner they were diplomatic that were there for a few days, and were looking forward to spend a nice time in America. His British accent was something to work on, but Sam pulled it off pretty well. Maybe she thought they were from Australia instead than England, and that was fine for him.

When another waitress brushed his shoulder again, he ignored her. He was too focused on Danielle's movements. She was dancing like a sex mermaid in front of him, and he felt himself getting harder and harder in his classy slacks. He figured that if important business men were disappearing from that place, they might as well pass as bait, it'd be easier that way. His mind was once again sidetracked by Danielle's body moving really close to him. She lowered her head and then brought it back up, her blonde curls bouncing and making her face look more beautiful than ever. He was so glad to have her back.

He felt himself tighten in his trousers when she got closer and closer to the stripping pole. In a swift movement, she hooked her long, luscious legs on the pole and spun around it, like a professional. Man, the things that girl could do. She kept surprising him every single day. But when Emma walked to her and they began to move together, it was almost too much. Luckily, or unfortunately, it didn't last long.

-Cathy and Sasha, the new special treats from "Paradise", now I wanna hear that welcome for these two beautiful girls!- the host cheered. Everyone clapped their hands for them and the girls smiled in gratitude, going back stage.

-You did amazing, girls- Priscilla congratulated them-now, I want you to change and go get those two nice looking men-

-Yes, Priscilla- They both nodded and began to get out of their costumes.

-Nice moves, sis- Emma teased-I'd love to know if you use them in the bedroom, or will Dean be more willin' to try different things now?- Danielle chuckled at her joke

-I bet he's gonna buy a strippin' pole any freakin' day- she shook her head and dressed in a tight leather short and a bright looking red bra, with high black boots. Emma wore a black skirt with dark blue top and high heels.

-Oh, Dexter's gonna love this- she played with her bellybutton piercing and Danielle smirked

-Let's go get 'em- she walked out and Dean immediately locked eyes with her. Emma was close behind her, going to Sam's side.

-Hello- she purred in Dean's ear, grabbing his hand seductively-I'm Sasha-

-Hey there, gorgeous- he greeted-I'm Mick, and it's a pleasure-

-The pleasure is all mine- she said in a sexy voice that Dean was finding hard to stand without taking her right there

-Why don't you sit with me, I'm sure my brother is well entertained now- he threw a glance Sam's way, who was very busy flirting with Emma to notice anything else

-Thank you- Danielle took a seat next to him and he called the waitress. The whole "strangers" thing was working too well.

-I'd like a bottle of champagne, please- he demanded with a soft smile. Danielle smirked but hid behind her hair. The waitress walked away and Dean leaned in closer to her

-Relax, baby- he whispered in her ear-Mick Brosman is inviting-

-Mick Brosman?- Danielle scoffed-Hell, Sasha and Mick, we sound like a porno movie- Dean pulled away and laughed, though his chuckle echoed in her head. It was a surreal moment, and, for some reason, she had the feeling that it was going to get complicated. Things they did always got complicated; it was karma, or, luck, who knew?

-I have to say- he said in a bad English accent-I preferred you as an angel- he grinned that handsome, earth- shattering grin of his and Danielle just stared at him for a moment. That was what she loved about working with him. In all those years she hunted with Dean alone, she was pretty happy, the guy was the best, and he was a lot of fun too. Living proof of that was where they were sitting that night.

-You'll get your chance again- she purred, running a hand over his clothed arm seductively- if you're a good boy- she added with an evil smile. Dean swallowed hard and tried to glare at her

-You're mean- he murmured

-No- she made a perfect "O" with her mouth-I'm just a little angel- she knew how to press his buttons, that was for sure.

-Here is your champagne, sir- the waitress told him, she left the bottle and two cups on the table and winked at Danielle. Strippers sure were loyal, though people might think otherwise. Dean opened the bottle of champagne in a show off his strength, and then poured the bubbling liquid in the two cups. He handed one to Danielle

-For us- he cheered. Danielle could see Priscilla watching them, and threw a worried look at Emma. But her cousin was doing just fine. They had ordered a few drinks, instead of an ostentatious bottle of champagne, but they seemed fairly attracted. Not nearly as attracted as they were in real life, but they were good actors.

-For us, Mick- Danielle cheered with him. They toasted and drank their drinks happily. Priscilla smiled satisfied from the bar. And that made Danielle a little uneasy. What was the lady thinking?

A few hours later, they were still making things look interesting. Both girls were holding their ground, not harassing the boys, but looking elegantly interested and willing. That was the key, Priscilla knew it. And she also knew those girls were hiding something. They might have been from a small town in Louisiana, but they had experience, somewhere or another. And they were so graceful and beautiful. She smiled at herself. They were the perfect bait, and they seemed sure and adventurous. She only had to get them to cooperate with her; surely, the rewards will be spectacular.

Taking the last sip of her white wine, Priscilla fixed her dress and walked to Sasha's table. She had the man already picked, and that one, Mick, seemed more her type than the other one.

-Greetings, gentleman, lady- she said with a polite voice-I hope you're enjoying yourself tonight, sir- she directed that comment straight to Dean, who put a hand on Danielle's thigh, sending a very straightforward message, which Priscilla took gladly.

-Better than ever- he replied. She smiled at him and then turned to Danielle

-Sasha, darling, I need to speak to you, if you don't mind, a few moments alone, sir-

-Not at all- Dean, again, faked his horrible accent- I'll be waiting for her-Danielle stood up and followed Priscilla to her office, not before sending Emma a few warning glances. Maybe that was the lead they were waiting for.

-Sasha, dear, the night is almost over- Priscilla told her-but I'd like you to do some arrangements-

-What kind of arrangements?- Danielle asked, suspicious

-I want you to settle a date with Mr. Brosman tomorrow night, tell him you'll be waiting for him-

-And I will? What for?-

-That's a story for another day- she said with a smile-I'll talk to you tomorrow, it's been a long night, you just began working here- Priscilla got closer to Danielle and caressed her face softly-You did a great job, dear, great job- she complimented. Danielle nodded, not knowing what else to do

-Thanks, so, I talk to him and can I go then?-

-Yes, dear. Please, tell your sister she's free to go too, and here- she took a few bills from her purse and handed them to Danielle-half is yours, half is your sister's, you earn it-Danielle looked at the money and gasped

-Priscilla, that's 2000 dollars- She said, shocked. Priscilla chuckled once, amused

-Yeas, dear- she replied-well, you'll learn that here, business if everything, and we like to keep our girls happy-

-Thank you-

-Don't mention it. You girls earn it- Danielle nodded and walked back to Dean in a daze.

-Baby, are you okay?- he asked in a low voice, his expression worried

-Sure, I'm awesome- Danielle answered. She showed him the money Priscilla had given her without being noticed-if I knew bein' a stripper was this well paid, I wouldn't have bothered with modelin'-

-Two thousand dollars just for one night?- Dean inquired-is that normal?-Danielle shrugged

-Who knows? But I'm not complainin'- She sighed-and half is for Em-she paused and tilted her head-or should I say Cathy?-

-Are you sure this is wise?- Dean questioned-There's something wrong here, I can smell it-

-You're probably smellin' the alcohol you drank- Danielle joked-but yeah, there's somethin' wrong here. Priscilla told me to set a date for tomorrow with you-

-Why?-

-I honestly don't know- she replied-but you will be here tomorrow night and we'll see what's up-

-What about Sam?-

-Nah, she's got her eyes on you- Dean smirked

-Well, I don't blame her-He said with a smug tone. Danielle chuckled and shook her head

-Whatever. Now, leave, I'm takin' Em away and I'll see you at the house-

-Alright- he got up and leaned in to kiss Danielle, who stopped him

-Be careful, we don't want them too suspicious- She murmured. Dean sighed and nodded

-See you tomorrow, darling- he kissed her hand and put on his over coat. What for? It wasn't that cold anyway, Danielle thought.

Danielle sat down until Sam left too, and then she approached Emma

-Ready to go, sis?- she asked, keeping their cover story up

-As I'm ever gonna be- Emma replied, walking with her to their dressers

-Oh, before I forget- she handed Emma her part of the money- Priscilla gave me this, is our pay check for tonight-

-One thousand dollars? I didn't sleep with anybody!- Danielle laughed

-I think she knows that-

-Oh, man! This sucks! We could've made so much money here! Stupid Tony!-

-Shh, be quiet, they might hear- Danielle hissed

-Yeah, yeah, whatever-

-Madame?- A short, blonde and beautiful girl asked, walking inside Priscilla's office

-Yes, Brandy, you found what we were looking for?- she lowered her glasses and stared at the girl intently

-Yes, Madame-

-Are you positive it's them?-

-Yes, Madame- Priscilla nodded and gave her a polite smile

-Thank you, Brandy, that'd be all- The short blonde girl left the office, pleased with herself for making the boss happy.

Priscilla closed the book she was reading and turned to the monitors under her desk. She saw the new girls changing and grinned evilly, her eyes turning their original color, black. The plan was coming smoothly, and, if she was lucky, she'd have Michael's vessel at her will by tomorrow night. And Lucifer's too, if things were completely great. Priscilla congratulated herself in her mind, taking Anthony Cooper had been a good idea. Too bad young Danielle still had a few things to learn, like how to hide your tracks if you have a normal cover life.

-Jesus fuckin' Christ! It's rainin' bullets here, for fuck's sakes!- Emma complained. She covered her head with her jacket as they ran to the Camaro.

-I fuckin' hate the rain!- Danielle whined as she jumped inside her car, slamming the door behind her. Emma got in too and shook the water from her hair like a dog

-Let's go eat, I'm starvin'- she said

-Yeah, and my back is killin' me! I couldn't ve a stripper for long, it tires me-

-You're out of practice-Emma teased, putting on some music

-Am not! I'm a hunter, not a slut!- she replied, smacking her arm-besides, I showed off in the pole, darlin'-

-Right…- Emma nodded-we've got ourselves a slutty little angel- she laughed-Dean should be so proud of you!-

-Shut up!- Danielle told her, chuckling-man, this is getting' weird. You saw how Priscilla was eyein' the guys? Like they were somethin' to eat-

-To her they probably are- Emma commented-but I'm curious, what does she want with Dean? I mean, why is she doin' that? If she was the kidnapper, she would've taken him tonight-

-I don't know…- Danielle admitted-but somethin' about her doesn't fit. She paid us two thousand dollars for one night, one show, and for entertainin' two guys, that for all she knew, were nobody to us-

-Yeah, that is definitely weird- Emma agreed-but we've got no idea how she or whoever did this lurked the previous victims. If she's the one behind all this, then she has a pretty good way of handlin' it- she sighed, resting her head against the seat-but she's not doin' it, she can't. She sent you after him, she didn't get him herself, doesn't that mean somethin'?-

-I thought about it too- Danielle said-and it's strange. Unless, she has a secret agenda-

-Like what?-

-No idea- Danielle told her and she sighed-but I guess we'll find out? I hope we're not getting' ourselves in the middle of a fuckin' trap-

-Yeah, that'd be nice for once- Emma nodded

Twenty minutes and a lot of curses later, they finally arrived at Anthony's house, where they were staying.

-Is that the Impala?- Emma asked, trying to see past the blinding rain

-Yeah, why are you so surprise?-

-'Cause I see light in the car- Emma replied-why aren't they inside? It's a fuckin' horrible weather to spend time in the car-

-That's a good question- Danielle maneuvered the car into the garage and killed the engine-I'm gonna talk to them, you go ahead and open the door for us, would ya?-

-No problem- Emma nodded and took the keys her cousin gave her. She jumped out of the car and ran towards the house, avoiding being even wetter than she already was. She was greeted by a happy Tyson on the door and she kept it opened so the guys could get in while she patted his head.

Danielle knocked on the window glass on the driver's seat and almost made Dean jump out of his skin. He rolled it and looked at Danielle kinda relieved

-What the hell are you guys doin' here?- She asked, hood up to cover her already ruined curls

-We had problems with your dog- Dean admitted-he wouldn't let us in- Danielle stared at him for a few seconds and then started to laugh

-Are you serious? That lovely puppy didn't let you in?- she mocked

-Lovely puppy? He almost ate me!- Dean complained

-Almost ate you? Grow a pair, Dean, he's harmless- Danielle shook her head and backed away a bit-Okay, now Emma's got him, so, do you mind getting' in? Or you prefer to sleep in the car?-

-Let's go- Sam rushed to get out and ran to Emma's side. Dean followed after and locked the Impala

-I can't believe my dog intimidates you- Danielle commented, a smirk on her lips

-Ha ha, yeah, right, the big bad dog scares me, okay? He's one huge beast!-

-Huge beast? He's a sweet animal! He never hurt anyone-

-Oh, but he was gonna-

-I'd love to see that- Danielle muttered-anyway, didn't you think about callin' Andy?-

-She's at her house, called Sam a few hours ago, told us she left a key near the door for us to get in-

-But since you're such a wuss, you didn't-

-I'm not a wuss! Your dog's scary!-

-My dog is not scary! And he only is a little moody when I'm threatened-

-Well, he threatened me alright- he murmured under his breath-now can we please go in? I'm freezing here-

-Yes, sure sweetie, I'm gonna prepare you a nice hot bath and then I'll put you to bed with your favorite teddy bear- she joked, chuckling as she wiggled out of his reach as he wanted to retaliate. Walking to Emma's and Sam's side, she called for Tyson

-Here, boy!- she shouted-come to momma, baby!- Emma let go of the dog and Tyson ran straight to Danielle, knocking her over and licking her face in a loving gesture

-That's my good boy!- she complimented, patting his head and back-I missed you! Yes, momma loves you, baby, and I'm not goin' away again, you're comin' with me- she whispered in his ear while Dean watched them in annoyance

-Okay, enough love for today, I'm starvin' Dani!- Emma hurried-Come here, Ty!- she whistled and the dog jumped from Danielle to her side. She patted the dog's head and walked inside

-Let's see what we've got to eat, okay?- she said, probably to Tyson. Danielle got up from the floor and frowned when she saw her dirty clothes, then she just shrugged, sure it could've been worse

-Let's get me fed, I'm famished- she walked past the boys and winked at them.

-This kitchen is fuckin' empty!- Emma complained, searching the entire fridge and cupboards-he's got a lemon, two eggs and an old carton of milk, that's it! How does he manage to stay alive?-

-Let me see- Danielle made her way through the kitchen, not finding much, so she went to the pantry to look for the items she would need for quick sandwiches. She got bread, tomatoes, tuna, lettuce, onions, pickles and ketchup. She brought them to the kitchen and began to make the sandwiches in the table

-Oh, my God, I love you!- Emma exclaimed when she saw her. Tyson whined behind her-Oh, don't worry, we'll get you somethin' too- he barked like he understood what she was saying, making Dean and Sam's eyes widen in surprise. Emma smiled and walked over to a cupboard hidden close to the door, and got him some doggy crackers.

-Here, Scooby doo- she tossed it in the air and Tyson took it in his mouth, standing in two legs and then going back to all fours. Emma smirked at the boys' expressions-I guess you haven't seen the magic this dog can work, uh?- Emma asked rhetorically, making Danielle laugh

-Yeah, you know, Emma actually gave him to me when my mom passed?- Danielle smiled sadly at her cousin-best gift ever-

-So he's not a puppy then…- Dean commented. The fact that he didn't know when her mother died bothered him in a weird way.

-He's almost 7 years old- Emma answered, earning a dirty look from Danielle. She held up her hands in a "what did I do?" gesture. Dean caught it. She didn't want him to know that. He shared a look with Sam. He probably actually knew what had happened with Danielle's mom, and according to his new discoveries, everything pointed to the fact that she died close to the time they split up. Meaning, that maybe, Danielle had a good reason for leaving.

The room went quiet then. Emma scowled; she sure knew how to shut up an entire room. She chose to help her cousin with the food instead of talking

-Dexter, you might wanna change those clothes before you get a nasty pneumonia- she told Sam. The two brothers nodded, before getting up and going upstairs to change. Tyson stayed with the girls, since they had the food.

-I'm sorry, Dani- Emma said softly- I don't know what I did wrong, but I'm keepin' my mouth shut for now- Danielle grinned but it didn't touch her eyes

-It's not your fault- She replied, finishing the last sandwich-it's mine, for not bein' honest with Dean-

-It must be a pain in the ass, he not knowin' those details-

-Details, ha- she scoffed-yeah, Dean doesn't know much about what happened to me. I told him about Steven, then that my mom was a clairvoyant and that she was a witch too, but, apart from that, he's clueless-

-Why?-

-Why he's clueless?_

-Yeah, why don't you tell him?-

-I…- she paused, taking a deep breath-I don't like to talk about it- she said in a low voice. Emma nodded in sympathy.

-They didn't know me either- she spoke suddenly-you didn't tell them I existed-

-No, I didn't-

-Why not?-

-Because I wanted them as far from my life as possible-

-Why?

-What are you, two? Are you in the "why?" age?-

-Danielle…-

-Alright…- she sighed- I didn't tell them because, when I met Dean, I didn't want him involve in anythin'. Mom was practicin' witchcraft and he was one straight forward hunter-

-I see…-

-Yeah….and then, when I met Sam, it was pointless spillin' my life to him. Dean was dead, and I barely knew the kid. I told him about Steven, 'cause he helped me kill him-

-But not one word about Juliet?- Danielle shook her head in denial. Emma nodded

-I understand- she said-and, again, I'm sorry for havin' such a big mouth-

-It's alright-

-Hey, can I ask you a question?- Dean let out when they were upstairs, looking for something to wear. Sam looked at him warily but nodded. Dean was with his back to him, avoiding any show of emotion

-Did you, um, you know, did Dani ever tell you about her mom?- Sam sighed. Even if he knew how hard it was for Dean to face those kinds of situations, he still thought that it was better if he asked her that question.

-Look, man, it's not my place to be, okay?- he hurried to say-and besides thinking you should talk to her, I don't know anything. She never spoke about Juliet, only that she was dead, and that she was a witch, I don't know much more-

-Thanks- Dean said, honestly-I just, I think it's hard for her, and…well, I don't wanna push her-

-Maybe you have to- Sam suggested, picking a gray T shirt and a pair of clean jeans-Look, when we find Anthony, you should ask her, if she doesn't wanna talk, well then, too bad-

-Yeah…you're probably right- Dean nodded and picked her own clothes-okay, I'm gonna head for her room, see you downstairs

-See you- Sam watched his brother walk away and sighed again. They were one messed up foursome.

After eating, they all went to sleep, or so was the task. In Danielle's room, Dean was already dreaming of strippers and beaches, while Danielle was sitting in the couch in front of the window, studying the case. She had a coffee mug in hand, and sometimes, she sighed, and looked through the window, to the yard, where the pool was beginning to shine with the first sun light. She read the men's files over and over again. And yet, she couldn't find a damn thing to tie them to that strip club. There were five, not considering Anthony, men that used to go to that strip club often. Now, what did that mean? Besides they had a pervert sense of enjoyment. And what about Anthony? It was the first time he went, and yet, whoever or whatever took those five men, took him too.

Danielle sighed again and leaned against the window glass. She tried to find something weird in the club, if any of the girls had a criminal record, for example. But nothing. She found nothing. She tried to think about it logically, analyze it from every perspective. But she was lost. Mostly because her brain kept telling her that this might not be something supernatural, ergo, they had a problem. But, if it was something supernatural, what could it be?

She grabbed her laptop and opened it, staring at the screen. She needed to find something that would be a good suspect for the case. Something that fed or lived on men? That didn't make sense. There was no such thing. But again, they didn't have the whole truth. She needed Emma's help. So, she got up and went to her cousin's room. The room she was sharing with Sam, of course. She knocked, and a minute later, Emma opened it, wearing a long flannel shirt that sure belonged to Sam.

-What?- she groaned-it's early, I'm snappy when you wake me up like this, what is it?-

-I need you to hack into the strip club records-

-What?- that woke her up a little bit-what for?-

-I want to see the cameras, see which girls those men liked-

-What are you thinkin'?-

-I don't know yet, but I need your help-

-Fine…- Emma whined-give me two minutes- she disappeared into the bedroom and, exactly two minutes later she came back, dressed in a black jean and a white top. She also was carrying her laptop. The two of them went downstairs and set to work.

-We're lookin' at it wrong- Emma said after a few hours of researching and hacking the club's site-the girls that were with those men, were different, every time. And, they never once left with any of them-

-So it's not the girls-

-No, I think it's somethin' else-

-Like what?-

-I think they're doin' the job for someone else- Danielle raised her eyebrows

-Who?-

-My best guess? Priscilla-

-What does she want with them?-

-Who knows- Emma retorted-but the girls don't seem to be doin' it- She tilted the laptop so Danielle could see and played a scene from the club's security cameras-that is the first man who was kidnapped-

-Accordin' to us- Danielle corrected- he may be dead-

-Is a possibility- Emma agreed-that guy went there for a week, straight, and the night before her wife reported him missin', he never left the club- She played the exists of all the customers and employees, and, she was right, he never left. But there was someone else who never left.

-Where's Priscilla?-

-I think she lives there- Emma commented-I haven't found a camera that links her to any special part of the club, her office is off records-

-Is that normal?-

-I don't think so- Emma admitted-but if I can't get a picture of her anywhere, I'm gonna assume that she never leaves, which means she's in there all the time, and…- she paused, looking at something in the screen intently

-What?-

-I'm gonna need the blueprints from that building-

-Why?-

-If she never leaves, she's gotta be somewhere-

-Okay, why would Priscilla want those men?-

-Maybe we're lookin' at it wrong- Emma said

-Why? I checked the victims-

-Yeah, and what did they had in common?-

-They were all successful executives, who liked to play nasty with the strippers-

-They were also the hottest guys in there and the richest-

-That doesn't mean anythin'- Danielle defended-if someone wants one of those guys, why kidnap? You can have any of them just by the fact that they're there, blackmail-

-No- Emma shook her head-this is bigger than that- she grabbed her mug of coffee and took a sip-what kinda creature hunts men?-

-You want a list?- Danielle retorted-you have Lady in White, mermaid, pissed off spirit or pissed off demon, depends on the victim-

-Look at those guys- she ordered, and Danielle complied-what do they tell you?-

-Whoever took them, wants them for their looks and money?-

-They're successful; they share a type of personality-

-They're all narcissists-

-Exactly- Emma nodded-and they are a good specimen of mankind-

-They must be full of sexual energy…- Danielle muttered, typing something in her laptop. There she kept something close to a journal, with every data and info she needed on the creatures she encountered.

-I can't believe this…-

-What?- Emma left her laptop and moved to her cousin's side. She read the screen and the information Danielle was going through

-Succubus?- she asked, shocked

-It makes sense- Danielle said-she feeds on sexual energy, and those men are her perfect prey-

-Then those men are all dead?- there was fear in Emma's voice, fear that crawled her way to Danielle

-I don't know- she answered-I only met a few incubus, I don't know how the women works-

-But they're demons, vicious, sex crazy psychos-

-Yes-

-Then we've gotta hurry-

-You're nuts!- Dean was saying, well, yelling, more precisely, to Danielle-you're planning in going in there, half cocked, to face a freaking succubus?-

-We can handle ourselves, you know- Emma commented, nonchalantly

-You can do whatever you want- Dean snapped-but I'm not gonna let her go to get herself killed by that demon- They were all quiet for a minute, until Danielle finally had enough

-It doesn't depend if you want me to go or not, Dean- she told him seriously-I am goin', and there's nothin' you can do- he was about to protest, but she shut him up-tell me somethin'. If Sam was missin' and you knew how had him, what would you do?- That made Dean groan

-It's not the same!- he exclaimed as he started pacing across the living room

-Isn't it? I've know Tony longer then I've known you, he's the only one that was there when I needed support, to maintain my mother and her crazy things, he gave me a job, a career, that got me to where I am now- her tone caught a touchy edge at the end-I am not goin' to let him alone on this. I brought him into this world, and I'm gonna take him out-

-And I'm gonna help her- Emma added-Dani, I've got a few nice spells we can use against the bitch- she said with a cheery tone

-That's it!- Dean shouted-that is it! Are you freaking insane, Danielle?- he asked, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her a bit-you're walkin' straight into a trap, and you know it- Danielle stared at him with cold eyes, her usual ocean blue turned to ice, and shook is hands from her

-I know what I'm doin'- she said calmly-and if you don't wanna show up, don't do it, I can manage myself without you, I've been doin' it for a long time, Dean, a long time-

Danielle turned around and went upstairs, still calmed and focused. Emma followed right behind her, while Dean was looking for the best thing to punch. She was insane. She didn't know what she was doing, and she was insane. She was going to get herself killed! Again. And, man, didn't she care at all about him? About the people she left behind when she died? This was ridiculous. Never in his entire life was he afraid of anything, but at the mention of losing the woman he loved the most in the world, he flinched. He just couldn't leave her alone. Even if her plan was nuts, he had to help her.

-Damn her!- he cursed under his breath, making Sam raise his eyebrows

-Damn who?- he inquired, though he knew the answer

-Damn Danielle, damn her for all her stupid plans and her stupid bravery and her stupid loyalty!- now he did hit the wall, making as tiny piece of it fall

-You're going, aren't you?- Sam questioned, trying to hide his smile

-Oh, yes, I couldn't miss the succubus fun!- he retorted sarcastically, making his brother smile lightly.

-If is any consolation, I've got your back- he offered, before walking to the kitchen, leaving Dean alone.

-Are you ready yet?- Emma asked from the other side of Danielle's bathroom door.

-Almost- Danielle answered, her voice had an edge, that Emma quickly understood. She felt bad for fighting with Dean, of course. Emma couldn't actually understand the mechanics of a relationship, but she knew sometimes couples fight when they really don't mean to. Which was stupid from her point of view, of course. She sighed, and stood in front of the closet mirror, checking herself out. She was wearing special clothes for the occasion. They needed to pull it off the best they could, Anthony's life was on stake. She fixed her leather pants and red tank top, checked her gun and knife, along with a few nice things she had for the spell, and smiled. They were going to nail that bitch and get Anthony back, even if it was the last thing they did.

Emma sighed again, annoyed at her own melodrama. She put on her leather jacket and waited, a bit impatiently, for Danielle to come out of the bathroom. Two minutes and about a hundred curses later, Danielle finally walked out. When her cousin saw her, she whistled in appreciation.

-Well, don't you look hot there, Sasha?- she joked, nodding. Danielle smirked and shrugged

-I do what I can- she replied. She shook her long blonde hair from her face and tried to look at herself objectively. She thought she looked pretty damn good. The black jeans with the high boots, along with the deep purple top, absolutely suited her. She grimaced, thinking about Dean's reaction to the outfit. Then she sighed. It didn't really matter; she had made up her mind on that. If he didn't want to help, then she and Emma could do it alone just fine. Honestly, she was a bit upset for the whole thing, but she had her priorities right, saving Anthony from that vicious bitch succubus was the first thing on her list.

-Let's roll it, sis- Danielle said and Emma nodded. When they reached the living room, the sight in front of them shocked them a bit. There they were, the Winchester brothers, dressed like they were going to a freaking wedding, or one of those Snoop Dog parties. Emma was the first one to recover from the surprise.

-Are you two mafia or somethin'?- she asked, eyeing them up and down. Sam smirked but Dean did her best to ignore her.

-We're your usual costumers; Miss Catherine- Emma chuckled and shook her head

-No! Not Catherine, just, Cathy- she corrected- it sounds so Wuthering Heights…- she added under her breath

-I thought you were against the idea of goin'- Danielle commented, directing her sentence to Dean, of course.

-What can I say? I'm a sucker for danger- he said sarcastically. Danielle sighed but otherwise let it go.

-Okay, we're leavin', see you around ten?-

-Ten it is- Sam answered. The girls grabbed their purses and left. No goodbyes, nothing. Dean sighed in annoyance. He had some damage control to do when this was over. He honestly didn't want to fuck things up with her, he had done that many times before, and it wasn't something he wished to repeat.

-C'mon, I've got a few knives to sharpen- Sam told him, pushing him to the kitchen.

-The city looks sad, don't you think?- Emma murmured, lost in thoughts, looking through the window of Danielle's Camaro. Danielle sighed loudly. The sky was a strange color today, almost yellow after the storm, and it looked sad to her.

-It's like a warnin'…- she murmured to herself. She felt, in some part of her clairvoyant mind, that soon enough, she was going to have to face something bad. And the sky was giving her a warning.