We Fought The Law

Chapter 6

Special Technologies Department

Kalika stood outside the apartment of Anthony Reid. She had called Mouse to let him know that his documents weren't up to par and that he had caught the attention of a government agency. He freaked out a little bit but calmed down once she explained the guy was more interested in help then busting him. She did have him run a check on Anthony Reid, however, just to be on the safe side. She reached her hand up to knock but the door opened. "Hey Moore, welcome." Reid stepped aside and Kalika walked in.

The apartment was loft style, two floors and had a great view of the city. "How is it that an FBI agent can afford an apartment like this?" She asked him, removing her jacket and laying it on the back of a dark brown leather couch.

"Easy. Parents own the building and I don't pay rent." He led her into the dining area and helped her into her seat. "Hope you're in the mood for Italian." She nodded and even got a little bit of a kick out of the way he was trying to be polite.

He brought the food out, served them both and then sat down. "So you want to know how I got into this job. Well I didn't create a fake profile, which I have to say after reading it was very good. How much of that was real?"

Kalika swallowed her food, "My name and my skills."

Anthony was impressed; "Well I am sure by now you've read mine. And I'll have you know that all of it is true. I got into my current department because I had a knack for knowing when someone was lying to me, and I always seemed right about hunches."

"So basically you could read minds," Kalika replied smiling coyly at him.

Anthony smiled, "Yes, but my file doesn't say that. Anyway after four years of, not to sound corny, 'always getting my man' this woman approached me and handed me her card. I called the number and long story short became a member of this new department."

Kalika laughed, "Just please tell me it's not named Area 51."

Anthony smiled, "No it's not. That's a different department."

Kalika froze in the motion of putting a bite of pasta in her mouth and looked at Anthony. She couldn't tell if he was kidding or not.

"Yea Kalika. I'm kidding." He laughed at her. "Like you said, I can read minds. The department is called Special Technologies. You can guess what we specialize in."

Kalika nodded, "My guess would be the kind of 'technologies' I end up looking into." She took a sip of her wine. "So what is it you want from me?"

Anthony leaned back in his chair and laced his hands behind his head, "You seemed to be like me, but different. My department is looking for more like that. I guess you could say we are looking to recruit."

Kalika laughed at him, "I have a feeling your department doesn't know as much as you think they do." She pushed her chair back, "Look Agent Reid I'm sorry but I don't know enough about 'your' department to make that kind of decision. I will how ever help you solve this case. In exchange you'll help me."

She waited for his answer, "Now that all depends on that kind of help you want. Care to share?"

Kalika sighed, "Alright. In the real world there are people like me, people who hunt and kill demons, vampires, ghosts, goblins and anything else that hurt people. There are two particular people, brothers. The FBI seems to think they are killers. I need help in proving they aren't like that."

Anthony furrowed his eyebrows, "You're referring to the Winchesters, Dean and Sam?" Going off her surprised look, "Yes we've been watching them. I have to say they are very good. Not at just the killing the creepies, but at the hunt itself."

"Those two are the best there is and they have enough to worry about. They don't need the FBI, or more to the point Hendrickson, breathing down their necks." Kalika could feel herself getting mad. "That's why I'm here. I was given permission from the people I work for to help them."

"So you have some kind of plan?" he asked her smiling.

Kalika gave just a little bit of her idea on how to help the Winchesters, "So all they would have to do is manage not to get caught for the next few months." She thought back to Hendrickson's conversation, "Judging from what Victor was talking about, seems they are pretty good at that."

Anthony pulled out a file, "Yea about him," he tossed the file across the table. "Your partner is someone we're watching as well, but not in a good way."

Kalika scanned the file, "What do you mean?"

Anthony refilled the coffee cups, "I mean while he is usually right about a person, he seems to only see the bad part of them. Take Dean for instance. He thinks Dean is a monster and in his view should be killed on site. I know he has a good idea of what's out there, but refuses to acknowledge it." He sipped his coffee watching Kalika.

She closed the file, "What your not saying is that you think he's playing for the other team." Anthony nodded. "You want me to get the proof of that." She wasn't asking him, she was telling him. Again he nodded. "You are asking a lot of me. You want me to spy on Victor, which I will happily do. You also want me to solve this case and any other ones you think I could help on. What do I get out of it?"

Anthony sighed, "Tell you what, how about we finish Ashley's case and go from there. You know how to get this Anti-Jenny?"

Kalika smiled, "Oh yea." She stood and went to her bag, pulled out a bloodstained handkerchief and showed him. "I can use Sherry's blood to summon the Anti-Jenny but first I need to find a real Jenny Greentooth. That's the only way to kill one."

"Hmm… didn't know that. Amazing the things you learn. As for finding a Jenny Greentooth, I think I can help with that." He left to room and returned a moment with a laptop. "I have access to the departments mainframe," he set the laptop on the table and booted it up. "We type in the type of creature, see if we have any and if not we can easily find a place… Oh were in luck. It looks like we have a Jenny on staff." He turned the computer around.

Kalika was surprised, something like that would have taken her at lest a week and Anthony was able to do it in a matter of seconds. "Great. Looks like we have an appointment with a Jenny in the morning."

Reid and Kalika stood outside of a plain building with Special Technologies in bold letters. "You work here?" she asked looking around.

"The less flashy, the less people notice us." Reid led Kalika through the revolving doors. She noticed four marks inside the doors. Reid was quick to answer her, "They're to keep demons out. If someone who is possessed comes through them the doors stop and trap them in them." He pointed to the holes in the floor, "We can spray holy water through them and weaken them." Now Kalika was incredible impressed.

"I take it back, you guys seem to know what you're doing. You ever have to use it?"

Reid nodded, "At least four times a year, but none of those demons have ever made it out to tell others about it." He steered her towards the front desk, where a guy behind it was reading the National Enquire his feet propped up.

He waved to Reid but didn't stop reading his paper, "Hi Anthony. Jennifer Green is in the tank right now. She's expecting you."

Kalika tried to hide the surprise but it was a little hard given that Reid could read her mind. "You didn't call a head did you?"

Reid shook his head, "Nope Allen is like me and can read minds. He usually sticks to thoughts and feelings but I told him he's more then welcome to try to read my mind. Gives him practice." He pushed open a solid black door.

Kalika was speechless. The corridor was long and painted a sterile white. The doors were the only color in the hallway. "This is where we tend to keep the creatures we catch. Granted not all of them are dangerous. The black doors are the really bad ones. The brighter the color the safer they are." He took her past all of them. There was a small window in all the doors and Kalika couldn't help but look into one of them.

The door was painted a baby pink, and inside she saw that the room was huge. She felt Reid come up behind her. "You want to see a real unicorn?" he asked his hand on the knob. At that moment a painted horse with a silver horn pranced into the middle of the room. It reared onto its hind legs and darted out of sight.

"That's alright Reid." She turned from the door. "Why do you keep it locked up like that? I thought unicorns were good."

Reid nodded to the door at the end of the hallway and they started towards it. "Most of the non-dangerous ones we have are here to be protected." He saw her face, "Relax Moore. None of them are here against their will. Katrina was a wonderful find for us. There is nothing she can't talk to. Plants, animals, people. We use her to let those we feel could be hurt… You know what how about I introduce you to her later."

He pushed the door open and Kalika stepped through. There was an Olympic size tank in front of her. Stairs lead to the top. The water was an emerald green and filled with plants and other fish. Kalika stepped up to it and pressed her face to it, half expecting to see a mermaid. "You know I can see you from up here."

Kalika took a step back and looked up. A woman with long green hair and wearing a white dress was hanging out of the top of the tank. "Forgive me. I just saw a unicorn and was expecting a mermaid."

The woman climbed out of the tank and walked down the ladder. She moved like water and given what she was that was understandable. She looked Kalika over quickly then smiled at Reid, "Hello Reid. You wanted to see me?"

Reid stood beside Kalika, "Hi Jennifer. This is agent Moore. She's working a case that might be right up your ally."

Jennifer looked back to Kalika, her sea-green eyes flashed emerald, "What can I help you with Agent Moore?" Kalika smiled. She wasn't stupid, Jennifer had a crush on Reid and she was jealous of her.

Kalika pulled out the handkerchief with Sherry's blood on it. "There's an Anti-Jenny who nearly beat a five year old little girl to death. I'm asking if you will help me stop her."

Jennifer took the handkerchief and sniffed it, "Who ever this person is, is evil. They are mentally unstable and this isn't the first time they have hurt a child. I smell the blood of six different kids."

Kalika felt sick. Six kids. Six kids we would never have known about. "Did she kill them?" Kalika asked fighting the urge to vomit.

Jennifer sniffed the rag again, "No, no blood on her hands yet." She handed it back to Kalika. "And if I had my way she wouldn't get the chance. I'll help. You summon that 'Thing' and I'll take care of it. But that human is your concern."