Chapter Thirteen: Is It You?

Sometimes I wonder if I'd ever make it through

This world without having you

I just wouldn't have a clue

Cuz sometimes is feels like this world is closing in on me

That there's no way of breaking free

Then I see you reach for me

Sometimes I wanna give up

Wanna give in

I wanna quit the fight

Then I see you baby

And everything's all right

Everything's all right

When I see you smile

I can face the world

You know I can do anything

When I see you smile

I see a ray of light

See it shinning right through the rain

When I see you smile

Baby when I see you smile at me

I sang on the top of my lungs. I loved this song. I had the impala to myself for a while and was enjoying driving around and belting out to my favorite songs. It wasn't just that but the lyrics made me happy. Feeling like I was connected to some of them. Dean and me. When the song was done I lowered the volume before looking at the people walking the streets. There were couples here and there. Nothing seemed to be out of order, which didn't mean anything. We knew that something was going on. We were in research mode. Though I was distracted. I almost wished that Dean hadn't proposed. It seemed odd anyway. I never thought of him as the marrying type. If we were together forever without that kind of label and that was okay with me. I'd have him for as long as I could. I looked at my ring and smiled. No, I wanted to marry him. He would be mine forever. I laughed and took out my phone, dialing him.

"Hey!" I said enthusiastically.

"Hey." He replied, a smile in his voice.

"How's it going? Find anything useful?" I asked.

"Not yet, you?" He asked.

"So far the town looks normal. Been to a few places but no one seems to have noticed anything out of place or wacky." I told him.

"Then I guess the hunt continues." He stated.

"Okay, let me know if you find out anything." I told him.

"Always." He told me.

"Be safe." I told him seriously.

"You too."

I hung up and sighed. I loved hearing his voice. I loved everything about him. I was completely suffering from a giddy case of newly engagement. I thought he occupied my thoughts before but now I saw him everywhere. I was about to make a stop at the police station when I saw Dean walking down the road. I frowned and parked the car. I got out and ran after him.

"Dean!" I called. He didn't turn around. "Dean!" I said again. He still didn't turn toward me. I caught up with him and grabbed his arm. "Hey!" I said as I turned him toward me.

"Do I know you?" He asked me.

"Dean?" I frowned.

He pulled away and I watched him walk away from me. I frowned harder, confused as all hell as to what was going on. My mind immediately went through every possible reason. Anything that could portray him or make him forget. Something clicked in my head and I ran back to the impala, taking out Sam's video camera. When I turned he was already out of site but I needed to know and this was the best way. I went in the direction he had gone and found him walking down an alley. I moved forward, turning the camera on. I recorded as I went forward and was just about to touch him when he whipped around. I looked at him through the camera. I smiled as I saw his reflective eyes.

"There you are." I grinned at him.

"That's wasn't smart." He told me.

"Why would you take the form of someone who's so well known with your kind?" I asked him.

"Well known?" He said with a confused look. "I just took on the form of some meat I saw walking down the street."

"Really?" I asked.

"You should probably be afraid." He told me.

"I'm not stupid." I said and took a series of steps backward. I reached behind me and took the gun that was hidden there. I raised it and pointed it at him. "Silver bullets baby." I grinned at him.

"Ah, so you're a hunter." He grinned stepping toward me. "Too bad you didn't complete your research."

I frowned and the next second I was hit over the head.

When I came to the first thing I noticed was the horrible stench of a sewer. It took me a moment to get my eyes to open. They felt particularly heavy.

"I am so sick of being knocked out." I said aloud.

"If you had just left well enough alone." A voice came from the shadows.

I trickle of fear shivered down my spine. "Great." I said as I saw myself step out of the shadows. "Hey good-lookin'!" I grinned sarcastically.

"Yes, I have to say that your meat is the prettiest I've been in for quite some time." She grinned at me, resting her hand on the back of the chair.

"It won't work." I told it.

"Sure it will." The fake Dean said coming out of the shadows.

"Oh God." I said looking between them. "What is it that you think you're playing at?" I asked.

"We're going to have fun causing trouble for you and your men." Fake me told me.

"So you now know who we are." I stated.

"After our little encounter I figured there was something there." Fake Dean told me.

"Fan-frickin-tastic." I groaned.

"But don't worry. You'll be dead in just a matter of hours." Fake me said.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"See these spillways?" She said pointed at the four that was around us. A roar of thunder was heard through the concrete. "Hear that?" She grinned. "There's a storm coming and when the water starts to pour down it'll run right into here. The water will rise and then you'll go away." She said with an evil smirk.

"Wipe that look off my face." I told her. I didn't like seeing me like that. The only positive thing about it was that I looked scary. I was slightly proud that I was able to look as scary as the ones I hunted.

She laughed and put her hands on my forearms. "I like this meat I'm in. I think I'll wear you for a while. I've already got all your memories." She smiled. I must have been out for a while if they already had our memories. "I can almost feel the love for this guy here. We'll have fun killing him and taking both of your places in the world."

"You won't get away with this." I told her.

She laughed. "We already have."

"He won't fall for it." I told her.

"He doesn't have to." Fake Dean told me. "All we have to do is show him her." He said pointing at his mate. "She'll be able to convince him."

"He won't believe you." I told them. Though I myself wasn't convinced. "He'll come for me."

"No doubt." Fake Dean told me. "I've never seen a human feel so much toward anyone. He'll do anything for you. I can see it here." He said putting two fingers to his temple. "He will do whatever we tell him to if we tell him we have you." He said stepping up to me. "It'll be too easy to get him out of the way. It's Sam we might have trouble with."

"He'll kill you. Both of you." I told them.

"Yeah, but between the two of us we can take him." Fake me replied.

I just shook my head. They held a short conversation with each other before they tightened my ropes and left. I immediately tried to break free but it was no use. It was only a few minutes later when I could hear the rain start to come down above me. I wasn't afraid but this wasn't looking good either. I would get out of this just like every other time. I was sick of being the damsel in distress. Why couldn't one of the boys be taken hostage for a change? Next time, next time I would not be the one in this position. I knew that this was going to be hard. One was me. One was him. If they spilt up and took advantage of our memories Dean would have his guard down just long enough to be beaten. All my hope rested on Sammy. He had to do me proud this time. He needed to recognize that they weren't his brother or me. That they were things that needed to be killed. He wouldn't let me down. I knew he wouldn't.

"You damn shapeshifters!" I yelled out of frustration.

The ropes were too tight and I wasn't going to be able to break the chair. I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing. Trying to feel for whatever in my brain let me move things. It wasn't the first time I had tried but I had yet to master, or even control, my new ability. I tried now and even though I was concentrating with all of me I couldn't seem to get it to work. The rain was coming down harder now and the water was pouring in faster. I took a deep breath and did what the normal human does in a situation like this. I screamed for help.

Dean walked down the street. Water pouring off his shoulders. Evy hadn't answered her phone for over twenty minutes. Something was wrong. Sam was searching the other part of town but there was still no sign of her. He wasn't completely worried. He knew she could take care of herself.

"Anything?" He asked Sam when he answered.

"Nothing." Sam replied. "But I'm sure she's all right."

"You saying that just made it worse. Something's wrong, Sammy." Dean replied.

"We'll find her." Sam said determinedly.

"This rain isn't helping." Dean replied.

"We'll find her." Sam repeated.

Dean hung up the phone and took a deep breath, running his fingers through his hair. He was walking down an alley when something caught his eye. He walked over to it, seeing Sam's video camera in the shadows. He frowned and picked it up. He tried turning it on but the battery was dead. He went back to the car and tried looking for batteries.

"Hey baby." He heard Evy's voice through the rain.

He pulled himself from inside the car. "Where the hell have you been?" He asked her.

"I'm sorry." She replied with a pouty face. "I was trying to do research and went to talk to a few people when I realized I forgot my phone." She said taking his head in her hands.

"I was worried." Dean told her.

"I'm sorry." She said again, kissing him.

"Are you okay?" He asked. "You don't seem like yourself."

"I'm fine." She smiled taking his hand. "Lets go get something to eat."

"Let's get out of this rain." He told her and pulled her across the road under an awning.

"Come on." She smiled and was about to pull him away.

"Hold on. I have to call Sam quick." He told her. He pulled out his phone and called his brother. Evy stood there but seemed a little nervous. "Hey. I've got her. She forgot her phone somewhere but she's all right."

"Good." Sam told him. "Meet you at the car?"

"Yeah, we're going to grab some food."

He hung up and turned to her. She smiled at him and he took her hand. They walked to a diner down the street and waited for Sam.

"I'm all alone. There's no one here beside me. My troubles have all gone. There's no you deride me." I sang and then hummed the rest since I didn't know the words.

I was bored out of my mind. The water was halfway up my calves now but I was still alone with no hope of freeing myself. The ropes were still secure and I was powerless. I had hoped that they would have been here by now but it had barely been an hour. Or so I thought. But an hour would feel like two. Two would feel like four. I was alone with only water to keep me company. Water that was coming in faster all the time. But more then the water and my boredom I was scared. Scared that I would have to return to the field, that Dean was going to get hurt and join me there. I didn't want anything to happen to him and the fact that I couldn't do anything about it was giving me the urge to cry. But that wouldn't do anything for him. I had to try and figure out a way to get to him.

I looked around the room and the only thing I noticed that would be even remotely helpful was a brick that had come loose in the wall. It was at my level and if the corner was sharp enough with a few hours of work I could be free. Either that or I would be drowned…again. As far as I could see it was my only option right now. The trickiest part of it was going to be getting over to it without tipping the chair. If that happened then I was in some serious shit. Not only because it was floating around me but I would drown faster with my face on the floor.

"Is she okay?" Sam asked his brother.

"I think so. She seems a little off but she sure looks like her." Dean replied.

"Hmph." Sam said frowning.

"What is it?" Dean asked.

"I think I'm going to go see what I can get off of my camera." Sam said and left the diner.

Dean watched him go. Something nagging at him but he couldn't place it. When Evy came back she slid into the booth next to him, kissing him gently.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked her.

"Better then okay." She smiled. "I'm with you." He smiled and kissed her. Pulling her against him.

Sam ran through the rain to the car, getting in quickly before he was drenched to badly. He took the video camera and quickly changed out the batteries. He rewound the tape and played it. There was a few things that were recorded that were a surprise to him, making him forward through it. Evy had obviously been playing with it and not telling him. He sighed and shook his head. He smiled though, she was something else. He forwarded it until something caught his eye. He rewound it and watched as it went from a smiling documentary from Evy to the back of Dean. She was coming up fast and then he whipped around. He was a shapeshifter. Sam quickly got out of the car and raced back to the diner. He was just about to reach for the handle when he was hit from behind. He quickly turned around and saw Dean standing in front of him. He got to his feet and punched the thing that looked like his brother. It hit him back, sending him to the ground again. He took him by the collar and drug him around the corner into an alley. Sam tried to fight him off but he fought just like his brother. Meaning he was going to have a hell of a time killing the bastard.

"We should probably get going?" Dean told Evy.

"No, let's stay here just a little bit longer. If Sam found anything on that camera then he would have come to get us." She replied.

"Yeah." He said running his fingers through her hair. He looked over his shoulder to see the car empty. The sun was nearly down and even through the rain he could tell that Sam wasn't in the car. "Come on." He said and got out of the booth.

He looked behind him as Evy followed him from the diner. He went to the car to see the camera and his brother gone. He turned and saw the alley around the corner. Something was always in the alley. He ran forward and when he entered the alley he was looking at himself about to do in his own brother. He pulled out his gun and shot him. Evy screamed 'no' from his side and he looked at her. She ran forward, past Sam, to the thing he had just wasted. He ran forward and helped Sam to his feet.

"I don't think that's Evy." Sam told him.

Dean looked at the woman bending over the dead shapeshifter. She was crying. He went up to her, grabbing her hair. It looked exactly like Evy. He couldn't hurt her, not even though he knew it wasn't his fiancé.

"Where is she?" He yelled.

"I'll never tell you." She replied. "You killed him. You killed him!" She yelled.

"That thing?" He said pointing at it. "You're just like it. I should just waste you right now." He told her fiercely.

"Then she'll die." The shifter said and laughed.

Dean punched her hard. She fell forward, laying on the pavement.

"Dean…" Sam said going to his brother.

Dean ran his fingers through his hair. "What are we going to do? I don't think she's going to tell us." The fake Evy started to laugh as she got to her feet. Dean grabbed her arm and forced her to face him. "Tell me where she is or I swear to God-"

"You'll do what?" She grinned. "Kill me? Go ahead. But like I said. I'm not going to tell you where she is."

"Then why should I let you live?" He asked.

"Because you can have me." She told him. "I'm just like her. I am her. The other one will be dead soon. I can take her place."

"You sick son of a bitch." Dean said and backhanded her. "Tell me where she is!"

"Come on, come on, come on." I said as I tried to break free. The water was nearly to my shoulders. It was cold and I was shaking. "Come on, I can do this. Just a little bit more." I said as I felt a little give on the rope. I used all of my energy to try and free my one arm but it was still tight. The brick was doing the job but I didn't have enough time to get it done. I moved faster but I couldn't seem to move fast enough. "I can do this. This is easy. I've done this before." I said trying to give myself confidence. "God, Dean, you better be okay. When I get out of here I'm going to ream you out for not being my knight in shinning armor." I said talking to myself. I was getting frustrated. The water was getting higher. I was starting to loose the rest of my energy when I felt a significant snap in the rope. I stopped and looked down. I took a deep breath and pulled as hard as I could. To my great relief, the rope snapped. "Oh thank you God. Thank you, thank you, thank you." I said and tore the rope off my other arm. Then came the legs. I took a deep breath and untied them. I stood up in the waist high water and looked around. I had to move fast. The tunnels were nearly underwater and I needed to get out of here. "Okay, bitch, here I come." I said and went toward the tunnel.

I dove under the water, swimming as fast as I could. I broke the surface and swam toward the nearest ladder. There were only a couple of turns before I found the manhole. I swam to it and pulled myself out of the water. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to push the cover off but it moved more easily then I had thought it would. I moved it enough to crawl out of before placing it back. I ran down several streets before the impala came into view. I couldn't see the brothers. I ran down the street looking in the alleys along the way. I stopped dead when I saw them in the alley. Dean had her by the throat. She obviously wasn't telling them where I was. I saw a body on the ground. One was dead. Sam was standing behind his brother. I took a deep breath, relieved to see them. I saw the gun in Sam's hand. I walked forward and quickly took the gun from his hand. Dean turned and let her go when he saw me. I shoved the shapeshifter to the ground before raising the gun and shot her in the center of her forehead. I was still shaky but I was in one piece. No bleeding this time. She was dead instantly and I turned to the brothers. Both were just looking at me.

"Hi, guys. Sorry I'm late." I smiled.

Dean put his hands through my hair, placing them on the sides of my head. I smiled, as he kissed me deeply. "I'm sorry." He told me sadly. "I'm sorry I couldn't find you."

"I got myself out." I said and shrugged it off. "They were going to kill you and Sam. I was more worried about you." I told him.

"I thought it was you. Sam figured it out first." Dean told me.

"Good boy." I said putting my hand on Sam's cheek. "I knew you were going to figure it out." Sam just smiled at me.

"She wasn't talking though. She said you were going to die." Dean said sadly. "Why do you smell like that?" He asked frowning.

"Because I was in the place they usually hide out." I told him. "The sewers."

"Oh." Dean said and gave me a smirk as he took a step away from me.

I laughed and put my arm across his shoulders. "Oh come on. Don't tell me you're turned off because I've been swimming in human waste." I grinned at him.

"You're not sitting in my car." He told me.

"Oh yes I am." I said and made a run for it.

He chased me to the car but I slipped inside of it. He followed and Sam just shook his head, driving us back to the hotel. A long hot shower was definitely needed.

"I feel so much better." I said when I came out of the bathroom. I was wearing a pair of sweats and one of Dean's worn out shirts. "No more smell, see?" I said crawling onto the bed next to him. I laid across him, resting my head on his chest.

He kissed my hair. "Yup, all gone." He said and ran his fingers through my hair. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel fine." I said looking at him. "Just another day on the job."

"Yeah?" He said and kissed me deeply.

"Yeah." I said and kissed him again.

We did a lot of relaxing, watching whatever caught our eye. By the next morning we were on the road again. We were on our way to the Roadhouse. It had been a while since we were there and I was actually missing Ellen. There were a few things I could use a maternal figure for. I was a little less enthused to see Jo, but I would deal. I would just show her my ring and grin, loving the expression of shock that would cross her face.