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We interviewed 3 families and had one more to go.
-"This is the last family." I said as I rang the doorbell. A women in her late fifties opened the door.
-"Hello. I´m special agent Dixon and this is my partner agent Hasselhof. The lovely young lady here is Dr. Jameson, she is a psychologist and currently helps us create a profile on the killer that killed your son and his girlfriend." Dean introduced the three of us and we all showed our badges.
Jameson? Seriously, did he just name me after a god damn pornstar? I thought and tried to supress my anger.
-"Come on in." The old lady said and we entered the house.
She led us to her living room and we all sat down on one of the sofas.
-"I´ll be back with you shortly. I´ll just go and get some coffee for you." She said and disappeared into the kitchen.
I elbowed Dean into his ribs and glared at him.
-"Jameson as in Jenna Jameson? Are you kidding me?" I hissed into his ear and he just grinned.
-"Better than freaking Hasselhof." Sam remarked and glared at Dean aswell.
Just then Mrs Cole reentered the room with four cups of coffee on a tray. We all smiled as she placed the cups in front of us. She sat down opposite to us.
-"Can you tell us more about your son? Did he have any enemies?" I asked and got straight to the point.
-"No, he was very popular. A very sweet boy just like his brother."
-"His brother? Is it possible that we talk to him aswell? We could use any help we can get."
-"I´m afraid not. He died 5 years ago on the same spot."
-"What happened? Maybe it´s somehow connected." I asked.
-"Liam was at this making out place with Stacy who was his girlfriend at that time and they were shot by his crazed ex Amy Harrison. Amy shot herself after she killed them both."
-"I´m so sorry." I said.
-"Thank you very much for your cooperation. We got everything we needed." Dean interrupted and stood up.
We said our goodbyes and left.
We got into our cars and stopped at the closest diner for a late lunch.
-"So now we just have to find out where the bitch was buried." I stated as I took another bite out of my burger.
-"She´s our best lead but we´re not completely certain that it´s her. I mean we haven´t encountered the spirit yet. It might aswell be Liam or Stacy." Sam objected.
-"Guess there´s just one way to find out who it is." I smiled and the boys looked at me puzzled.
-"Dean and me will go back to this making out place and try and lure her out. Sam, you need to go to the cemetary. We´re going to call you once we have a positive ID on the spirit. We´ll keep her occupied while you salt and torch her."I suggested.
-"And how exactly do you plan to piss her off?" Dean asked.
-"Let me worry about that."I winked.
Hours later at around 10 pm we got all our gear ready.
"Take my car. There´s a shovel in the trunk and plenty more of weapons." I said as I tossed him my keys.
I got into the Impala with Dean and 15 minutes later we arrived at our destination.
Without warning I climbed on top of Deans lap.
-"What are you doing?" he asked confused.
-"Pissing Amy off. Remember this is a making out place?" I explained and Dean seemed to put the pieces together in his mind.
-"Bring it on." he grinned.
-"Just keep your hands to yourself." I warned and pressed my lips onto his. The kiss started out soft but turned more passionate and wild within seconds. His hands went up and down my back while mine rested on his chest. After a couple of minutes his lips left mine and wandered down my neck, kissing its way down to my chest. I tilted my head back and let the moment consume me.
"Dean." I moaned as he reached my favourite spot.
All of a sudden I got the chills and I knew the spirit was close. Before I could grab my gun, the car door was ripped open and I was slammed against a tree. The spirit approched Dean but he shot it before it could reach him. He tossed me my shotgun.
-"Call Sam and tell him to burn the bitch." I yelled.
The spirit reappeared and went for me this time.
-"You slut, he´s mine and you stole him." She accused me.
-"Look who´s talking, bitch. No wonder he left you. I´m so much hotter than you crazy hag."
My words pissed her off big time and she went straight for my throat. She slammed the gun out of my hand before I could shoot her and pinned me to a tree.
-"Liz!" Dean yelled as he ran towards me.
Amys hand disappeared into my chest and I could feel her squeezing my heart. I gathered all my strength and pulled the iron knife out of my boot. I stabbed her with it and she disappeared.
-"Are you ok?" Dean asked and helped me up to my feet.
Amy appeared once again but before she could attack, she went up in flames.
I pulled away from Dean and dusted myself off. He kept grinning and looking at my neck.
-"What?" I asked confused but he just started chuckling. I took a compact mirror out of my bag and looked at my neck. There it was, a huge purple hickey. I mock glared at him and decided to give him a little payback.
With one movement I pinned him to the car and kissed him passionately. After a while I pulled away for a few seconds to remove his shirt and mine. He opened the backdoor of the Impala and I pushed him down onto the backseat. I was on top of him once again and I felt him smile against my lips. My hands glided all over his chest and I began kissing my way down his neck. A few minutes later I pulled away and grinned at him.
-"Now we´re even." I said as I climbed off him and put on my shirt. He gave me puppy dog eyes.
-"I´m not going to have sex with you Dean." I tossed him his shirt.
-"You´re cruel. You get me all horny and then you just leave me like this." He pouted and I smiled.
-"Cmon, Sam is probably already waiting." I chuckled and got into the Impala. I called Sam and told him to meet us at the local bar.
We arrived at the bar and joined Sam who was already sitting in one of the booths.
-"Hey Sam." I greeted him and sat down.
We talked for a while and toasted to our successful hunt.
-"Lizzie, is that really you?" a familiar voice asked and I turned around to where it was coming from.
-"Oh my god, Jason. It´so good to see you." I said and pulled him into a hug.
-"Breathing becoming an issue here." He said and mockgasped for air as soon as I released him.
-"I missed you,too." He chuckled and took a closer look at me. "You sure get prettier by the day."
I blushed at his comment. Just then Dean coughed.
-"Jason, meet Dean and Sam. They´re friends of mine." I introduced.
-"Nice meeting you." Jason said. Sam smiled but Dean just kept glaring at him.
-"Let me by you a drink, Liz." he said and took my hand as we walked off to the bar.
I was really happy about seeing Jason again. I´ve known him for ages and he was the only one I´ve ever been completely honest with. I used to have a major crush on him back in the day but now I just regarded him as the older brother I never had.
We sat down on two barstools and order a few drinks. I had a brilliant time with him and was kind of upset when he said that he had to leave.
-"I´ll walk you to your car." I said and got up.
-"Wanna go piggy back?" He asked and grinned. When we were children I would always force him into carrying me piggyback. He turned his back on me and I jumped and wrapped my arms around his neck. I couldn´t help myself but giggle.
-"Just let me tell the boys that I´ll be back in a few minutes." I said and he carried me to the booth they were sitting in.
-"Jason is leaving. I´m going to accompany him to his car. I´ll be back in 5." I said and Sam nodded. Dean was still glaring at Jason who still carried me piggyback. If looks could kill, Jason would have been long dead.
I said my goodbyes to Jason and went back to the bar.
-"Sorry for abandoning you. I haven´t seen him for ages and we had so much to catch up on." I apologized to the boys.
-"I bet you did. How do you know that backstreet boy anyway?" Dean asked and I chuckled. Jason really did look like Nick Carter from the Backstreet Boys.
-"Childhood friend." I explained.
-"Is he a hunter?" Sam asked.
-"No but he knows I am. He was the only one I´ve ever told about hunting." I replied and remembered the day when I told Jason the entire truth about me. Instead of freaking out or calling me crazy, he pulled me into a hug and told me that he was proud to have a friend who saves peoples lives.
-"You seemed all lovey dovey back there."Dean remarked sarcastically.
-"Were you watching me? You know if I wouldn´t know any better I´d say that you´re jealous."
-"Jealous? Me? No way."
-"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and downed another shot.
Dean didn´t say much after that, he just kept drinking.
We left the bar at about 2am. Sam and me were sober but Dean was totally drunk. We literally had to carry him to the parking lot.
-"Sammy, take the Impala. I´ll ride with Liz." he slurred and tossed Sam the keys. Sam gave me a concerned look.
-"It´s ok, I can handle him. You go ahead." I assured Sam and he drove off.
-"Cmon Dean, get in the car." I opened the passengers door for him.
I got into the drivers seat and was just about to start the car when Dean held me back.
-"I like you Liz."
-"I like you too Dean. Let´s get you home, you´re way too drunk."
-"I´m sick of playing games. I know you want me and I want you too more than anything else."
I was stunned to hear those words coming out of his mouth. I tried to say something but before I could he pressed his lips onto mine. I wanted to pull away but I was too weak and responded to the kiss.
Eventually after a few minutes I did manage to pull away.
-"I don´t want to play games either but we´re not going to do it here and now." I said and kissed him once again before we drove off to the motel.