One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha
One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meetcha meetcha meetcha meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha, I'm gonna meetcha, I'll meetcha
I will drive past your house
And if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around

One Way or Another ~Blondie

Sam, Dean, and Felicity walked down the covered walkway of the small out of dated motel in Springfield. The road side sign was decked out in neon lights and the sign even said that they had colour TV, how futurist. But this was the life, killing monsters and staying in crappy dump like the Springfield King Motel.

Sam had the key and he would look at the brass room numbers on the doors as they walked by, looking for room thirty two. Finally Sam stopped and put the key into the door, turning it, he pushed the door opened, and walked inside. Dean and Felicity hurried in after him, both dying to just lay down in a bed. However when the three got into the room and saw the bed all of them let out a groan. There were only two double sized beds, and no couch.

"Well I'm not sleeping in the tub."

Felicity said making her way to the bed on the right. Dean crossed his arms and dropped his duffle bag to the floor and watched her flop down face first onto the bed.

"What makes you think that?"

"Um, cause last time I checked I have a vignia and that makes me a lady, so you give the lady the bed."

She said as she flipped over onto her back to look at the Winchester brothers. Who both were standing in the same spot look at her on the bed.

"You boys are going to have to rock, paper, scissors or something. Just make it quick, I want to get some shut eye."

Felicity said sitting up, grabbing her bag and walking across the room to the bathroom. When the bathroom door shut Dean turned to his brother and pointed at him.

"It's on."

"Dean…"

Sam said trying to reason with his brother but Dean had his hands up ready to go. Letting out a sigh Sam put up his hands. One, two, three. Dean threw up paper and Sam had rock.

"Ha, I win."

"Did you ever think that I'd let you win?"

"Why would you let me win?"

"Because this is ridiculous, Dean. She's Bobby's daughter."

Dean just rolled his eyes and walked over to the bed, and jumped down onto it.

"So who get's the tub?"

Felicity said as she opened the bathroom door, walking out in her pajama. Dean looked up at her and his mouth went dry. He had thought that her walking around in cut off shorts was something he could look at forever, but now she wore even shorter short and a tight black tanktop.

"I do."

Sam said raising his hand. Felicity gave him a lopsided smile and shook her head.

"You're too big for that tub. Why don't you sleep with me? I'm small enough for you to fit in here."

She said with a smile as she walked over to the bed and placed her bag on the floor next to it. Sam looked over at his older brother and just smiled at him, to see that Dean was giving him the death glare.

"Thanks Felicity. I'll be there in a few minutes."

Sam said as Felicity got onto the bed and started getting under the covers. Sam just shook his head as he walked to the bathroom.

Better luck next time, Dean.

When Sam woke up he felt an arm wrapped around him. Looking to his right he as Felicity had her arm draped over his torso. He chuckled and moved her arm and got out of the small bed. When he stood up he stretched his arms up to the ceiling and looked over at the clock on the bedside table that sat between the two beds. The clock said that it was six thirty seven in the morning. Sam looked at his brother and Felicity seeing that they were both still in a deep sleep. Taking his opportunity Sam changed his clothes and left the motel room for a run.

"Sammy?"

Felicity groan hearing Dean call out his brother's name. She pulled the cover over her head and turned away from the sound of Dean's voice. There was the sound of footsteps crossing the room then the bathroom door was opened and closed again.

"Sammy?"

"Oh, my God. He's not here. Go back to sleep."

Felicity said pulling the cover tighter over her head. There was more foot steps and then the blanket was ripped off of her. Felicity groaned again and covered her eyes with her arms.

"Get up. We have to find Sam."

"Frickin' bite me, Winchester."

Felicity replied as she sat up and looked over at Dean who was still standing at the end of her bed.

"Is there something else you need?"

Dean didn't say anything to her. He just dropped the large blanket and walked over the the small table that was in the room and sat down at one of the four empty chairs. Felicity got out of bed and stretched her arms out to the sides, grabbed her pink duffle bag off the floor, and walked across the room to the bathroom. The whole way to the bathroom she could feel Dean's eyes on her. When she closed the door she couldn't help but smile to herself.

After meeting Sam and Dean everything finally clicked in why her dad didn't want her meeting those two, they were both incredibly attractive. Or at least she thought that she figured. What other reason would there have been? From what she had heard from other hunters about the two brothers, and a lot was from her good friend Annie, that Dean was quite charmer.

Felicity turned her attention to her bag and started to pull out clothes for the day. Stripping out of her pajamas she quickly put on her new clothes then grabbed her toothbrush out of her bag and started to brush her teeth. A few minutes later she exited the bathroom to see that Sam was back in the motel room, he was covered in sweat and had a drink tray with three large cups of coffee.

"Morning Sammy."

Felicity said walking over to him and his brother. Sam smiled at her and handed her a cup of coffee when she stood near the table.

"I didn't know how you take your coffee, so I got it black and grabbed some cream and sugar."

"Thanks, man. I like it black and strong."

She said with a smile then took a sip before sitting down in an open chair. Sam handed Dean his coffee then excused himself to go and clean himself up. He hurried over to his bag and grabbed it on his way to the bathroom. Either Felicity or Dean said anything until they heard the running water of the shower start.

"You can't call him Sammy."

"Why's that? Are you in control of what his nicknames are?"

"He's my brother. I call him Sammy."

"Last time I checked Winchester, this is a free country and that means I can call Sam whatever I pleases."

Felicity said with a smirk and took another drink of her coffee. Dean didn't say anything back at her. Part of him knew that she was right, but he was the one person who calls him Sammy. He looked over at the dark hair girl on the other side of the table. She was sipping on her coffee and looking out the window of the motel room. She had put her hair in a ponytail and she was wearing a light blue low cut shirt. Dean's green eyes found themselves traveling down the triangle of skin that her shirt showed off. They stopped when he saw the silver and gold necklaces around her neck. The sliver chain was shorter than the gold one, it stopped right at the start of her cleavage. While the gold chain went lower, maybe stopping in the middle of her chest.

"What's the plan today?"

Felicity asked looking over Dean, making him snap out of him staring at her.

"Um, going to the police station. Maybe seeing the bodies?"

She nodded and looked over at her duffle bag on the bed.

"Do you want to see the bodies or take to the police?"

"Police."

"Alright. You're with me then."

"What makes you say that?"

"This is my hunt. I take the lead."

Dean rolled his eyes and watched Felicity stand up and go over to her bed. She started to take things out of her bag and she pulled out a blazer and skirt.

"Are you going to get ready?"

She asked turning her head back at Dean. He looked up from his cup of coffee and raised an eyebrow at her.

"When you're ready sweetheart, I'll get ready."

Felicity rolled her blue eyes and looked for the rest of her federal agent outfit.

Sam finally got out of the shower and gave Felicity the bathroom again. The young Singer grabbed her clothes and went into the separate room and left the Winchester alone again.

"How'd you sleep last night?"

Sam asked taunting his older brother, getting only a 'shut up' from him. Sam dropped his towel and pulled on a pair of boxer and his suit pants.

"What's the plan?"

"Me and Felicity are going to talk to the police and you're looking at the bodies."

"Why do we need to look at the bodies? We know what got them."

"I don't know. Ask Felicity."

Dean said pulling his black shirt off and then grabbed his white button shirt. They didn't say anything else as they got dressed. When the bathroom door opened again, both Sam and Dean looked over to see Felicity walking out with the sound of her heels clicking on the floor as she went. She wore black three inch heels, a black pencil skirt that stopped just a few inches above her knees, a light coloured blouse and black blazer over top. Her hair had gone from a ponytail to it cascading down over her shoulders, stopping just below her boobs, giving her a mermaid like look.

"Ready agents?"

She asked with a smile on her face. Dean looked over at Sam and he had a smile on his face, making Sam roll his eyes.

"Agent Rose and this is my partner Agent Tyler."

Dean said showing the police chief his handmade Kinko's FBI badge. The middle aged man peered at both Dean and Felicity's badges then sighed.

"I don't know what the FBI would be doing here. All of these are freak accidents."

"What look like freak accidents to you don't look that way to us."

Felicity said to the chief. Hearing her words the man looked at her with a look of shock.

"Then what is it?"

"It's a feudal matter. Now what happened when you found the last body?"

Dean smiled to himself, listening to her take charge of the case was kinda of hot.

"Well. The last one was Bobby Rivers, he was construction worker. They found him in his apartment with spider bites all over his body."

"Was there anyone else there?"

"No he lived alone. His friend Alex Martin found him, about two days later after he didn't show up for work."

"Security footage?"

"That we do have. Here, follow me."

The chief said motioning for Felicity and Dean to follow him. The two hunters followed him to a desk with a computer on it. He typed a few letters into the keyboard before a video popped up. The black and white footage showed two younger looking men walking out of the apartment building of the victim.

"This was minutes after his time of death. We asked around and no one in the building have ever seen them before. We've looked in all the records we could find, but these two are ghosts."

Felicity groaned and pinched the bridge of her nose. Dean looked over at her and tapped her shoulder.

"Thank you chief. This was helpful. Can I have a picture of this?"

"Sure thing agent."

He clicked the print button and seconds later he handed Felicity. She thanked him and said good bye and left with Dean hot on her heels.

"What was that?"

He asked as they made their way out to the Mustang. Felicity looked at the picture in her hands and then over at Dean.

"I know who this is now."

"Who?"

Felicity let out another sigh as she got into the car and Dean followed her in.

"Deimos and Phobos. Greek demigods twins, sons of Ares. Dread and fear. Both were worshiped by warriors to give him strength in battle. Their worshipers made them bloody sacrifices in their names. They were highly popular in Sparta."

"Well this is awesome. Anything on how to kill them?"

"Not that I've come across. God, I should have guessed this. It all makes sense now. Why the victims biggest fears came and got them."

Dean let out his own sigh and held onto the steering wheel, not yet turning the key in the ignition.

"What are we going to do then?"

"Well, all of the victims had one connection. They were in a way a 'warrior'. Some were ultimate fighter, one girl was in roller derby. That's the connection. We need to meet up with Sam."

"There is nothing in the lore about how to kill them. There's plenty on what their worshipers did, but nothing on how to kill them."

Sam said as he looked up from his laptop. All three hunters were sitting at the small table in their motel room, trying dig something up on how to gank the two demigod twins.

"I got nothing here."

Felicity said looking up from her book and she put her head in his hands, letting out a groan.

"Why can't these assholes get with the times and realize no one is going to worship them anymore?"

She said trying to lighten the mood in the room. Sam cracked a smile and Dean, who was reading a book too, laughed.

"We can still go with your original plan. Chopping their head off."

Dean said shutting his book and resting his elbow on the front cover of the book, picking up his beer. Both Sam and Felicity nodded at Dean suggestion.

Felicity looked down at herself. She was still wearing her agent outfit, minus the heels and blazer. She grabbed her own beer, taking a drink and looked across the table at Dean.

"I say we find these dicks tomorrow."

"Where would we start?"

"Gyms and stuff like that. They're going after warrior like people. That's where people like that go. I'm gonna get some shut eye, be quiet will you?"

She said standing up, walking over to the beds. Dean's eye watched her like a hawk for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. Sam noticed and rolled his eyes.

"Night boys."

Felicity said as fell on the bed face first and closed her eyes.

Author's Note:

Whoot whoot! Another chapter! I'm going to try and update every Tuesdays... for reasons. But I'm trying to aim for that.

In my world of Supernatural I'm almost all caught up with season 10! And OMG season 11 is a go! So happy about that!

Anyways more times with Dean and Felicity. There will be more soon!

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