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"I swear, Sam, that red headed hottie has been staring at us for more then thirty minutes."

The tall man rolled his eyes, "Too much sand even for your truck, Dean."

The shorter rolled his eyes, "It's getting freaky."

Sam took a sip on his beer before saying, "More freaky than a giant talking sentimental teddy bear?"

Dean choked on his hamburger, "Don't even remind me, Sam."

Sam was trying to act less paranoid than his brother, but he had noticed too that the red headed next to them had been staring way too much, almost as if she knew them. He couldn't remember her from a hunt and he had a good memory. So, maybe someone who knew about them? A demon? An angel? Another supernatural creature out for vengeance?

The list went on, she was dressed casually, so not FBI after them, which was good. He turned his gaze back to his brother and in that certain moment Dean got up and followed the redhead who had just left her table.

Sam rolled his eyes at his paranoid brother, not that he blamed him for freaking out over a person was watching them for more than half an hour, he usually does the same, but for some reason he couldn't see that woman as a threat. Not that she wasn't scary, but because of her laugh when she left the place. It sounded as if she was enjoying what was happening, like when an older sister laughed at her baby brother who just made something stupid.

Dean didn't seem to think the same way as he pulled the trigger of his gun when she turned into a dead end street.

"What the hell, Dean!" Sam yelled outraged, what was his brother thinking?

"I swear that woman ain't normal" Dean replied then ran after the woman and Sam went after Dean.

The woman was waiting for them leaning against the wall with a small smirk in her face, "Sam and Dean Winchester, you have been a mild pain in the ass for SHIELD in the last few years."

Dean sent his brother a look of 'I told you so' and Sam just ignored him, they didn't need another government organization after them.

"What do you want?" He asked and didn't tell his brother to lower his gun, he could see her own gun on her belt that was once covered by a long coat.

The woman seemed to think her words before saying, "You are both to come with me. Peacefully."

Dean replied first, "That ain't happening, sweetheart."

"You don't have a choice in the matter, honey."

Sam rolled his eyes, getting impatient, "Why?"

"I'm not permitted to say and I don't know why the director asked for you two since you are well known in SHIELD for faking IDs, killing people, forming cults, vandalizing public places (especially cemeteries)."

The brothers were even surprised after being caught at least three times, you get used to it, "So you're not here to arrest us?" Sam asked confused.

"No, but if you don't come with me, then we will have to arrest you. Consider it a chance to redeem yourselves in the eyes of SHIELD, which in turn will erase that there's about you in government files."

Dean looked even more suspicious, "And why would this SHIELD, whatever it is, do that for us?"

"Let's just say that we need your help. And we don't care what you've done. Past is past and all you gotta worry about is your future, sweethearts. So, what do you say, huh? It's either going to jail - being supervised by SHIELD's best agents, I should add – or help us save the word and you name in the criminal world disappears?"

"I say we could just walk away from you as everybody in the world believes we're dead. Goodbye, love, it was nice talking to you but my brother and I have better things to do, if we ever meet again, hope it'll end up in a bed with you screaming my name. C'mon Sammy, we're leaving." Dean winked at the woman and turned around to leave.

The older Winchester felt the cold metal of a gun pressed to the back of his head, but before he had time to do anything he heard Sam hit the woman, making her gun fall to the ground and the boy pointed his at her.

Dean smirked and turned around, catching her gun from the floor "You know, love, if you were intelligent enough you'd never mess with the Winchester brothers."

"Oh, but I don't" Dean's smirk dropped from his face when he felt a needle carve into his neck. A dart "Unless I have backup" that was the last thing he heard. And the last thing he saw as he fell to the ground was Sam being hit and falling too.

SO…..What do you think?