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4. Intel
Dean and Sam changed out of their G.I. suits and put on their regular clothes. They walked to a small diner across the street looking for something that resembled edible. After ordering his traditional burger and fries, Dean glanced around the diner. It wasn't busy, but there were two young girls a couple of booths away. They were chattering animatedly, the topic drifting out over the low noise of the place, and he could tell it was about them. One girl was trying to ignore the handsome men that had entered the restaurant, but the other one of them kept looking over at the two hunters.
Dean laughed. "Dude. That girl is totally checking you out." He teased.
Sam glanced up out of the corner of his eye. "Dean. She's jailbait."
Dean shrugged. Legal was legal. He glanced over at the girls and a thought hit him. "Hey!" He whispered. "Small town – maybe she goes to school with our lovebirds from this afternoon."
"So?" Sam frowned at him.
"So go over there and talk to her. See if you can get more information out of her about the Addam's Family."
"I'm not going over there!" He hissed.
"Come on Sammy. Take one for the team." Dean winked at him and shot a grin at the girls.
"Bye Lauren." One of the girls called. The girl with straight blonde hair stood up and draped a purse strap over her shoulder. She walked out, leaving the girl with curly brown hair sipping from a coffee cup. The same girl that had been checking out Sam. She looked over again and smiled.
"Dude, there's your chance. Go talk to her."
"I am not going over there." Sam ground out.
"She's still looking at you, dumbass. Go!" Dean hissed, kicking the underside of his brother's bench seat. Sam let out a stifled yelp and jumped as the surprise vibrations passed through the wooden seat and into a sensitive area. "Go!"
"You are such a jerk." Sam muttered, but got up and wandered over to the other table. Sammy smiled at the girl, the overgrown puppy look took her out at the knees, and then Sam was sitting with her and the two were flirting shyly.
The waitress came back a few minutes later. She placed Dean's food in front of him, and scowled at Sam sitting with the young girl. Dean nodded smugly at his brother's back, and the waitress frowned again as she took Sam's food to him. Sam thanked the waitress, took up a triangle of his club sandwich, and pushed the plate towards the girl. She took one of the fries and smiled winningly at Sam as she dipped it in his ketchup. Dean snorted to himself. They were sharing a plate of fries – how cute.
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Jessica Stanley was sitting in Minnie's Diner having a coffee with Lauren Mallory. Both girls would be going to school in California in September, and they were going to get an apartment together. Jess was stoked. Freedom. Away from Forks, away from her parents and loads of new guys to check out. It was going to be awesome. They were just trying to hammer out the details of who had what for furniture and household items. Jess's grandmother had a sofa and coffee table in her basement that she could have, and Lauren had a T.V. and stand that her father had given her as a graduation present. Not to be outdone by her ex-husband, Lauren's mother was going to buy them a dining set. Things were looking good for the girls.
The little bell above the door jingled, and out of habit, Jessica looked up to see who had walked in. "Oh. My. God." She breathed. In walked two men who had to be the most gorgeous men on the planet. Male perfection twice over. They were tall, broad, muscled, and they walked with such a powerful presence – demanding her attention. Jessica literally felt her heart skip a beat. She hadn't been so bowled over since the first time she'd seen the Cullen family.
"Whoa." Lauren whispered.
"You can say that again." She watched the two take a seat at a booth several over from their own. "I've never seen them before, and those aren't two you'd forget." She leaned across the table to whisper to her friend.
"I don't know…tourists…or hikers maybe?" Lauren offered.
"Good lord they are good looking." Jess gushed. Lauren was going to great extremes to not look over at the table, but Jessica couldn't help herself. They were just too beautiful to take her eyes off of. As incredible as the older one was, Jess was fixated on the younger, taller of the two. He was just so big, and broad-chested, that the thought of him shirtless nearly had her hyperventilating. Not to mention he had the face of a Greek god. Chiseled cheekbones and tousled hair she just wanted to run her fingers through. Sigh.
"Jess," Lauren rolled her eyes. "Stop looking at them."
"I can't help it." She sighed. It was then that the older of the two looked up at her and gave her a cocky grin. Her heart fluttered as she looked into the green eyes of a god. She ducked her head down in embarrassment, but not before seeing him nudge his friend and nod in her direction. He said something to his friend that she couldn't make out, just the low bass rumble of their hushed conversation. They even sounded sexy. "They saw me." She squeaked. She could feel her face getting hot.
"That's what you get for staring." Lauren teased her.
Jess risked another peek and caught the object of her desire flick a glance in her direction. Another green-eyed David. No. These two were better than Michelangelo's David. These two were real, and sitting right there. Jessica had never considered herself as a shy person, at least when boys weren't around. When boys were around she felt self-conscious and awkward. She had secretly fawned over Mike Newton since they were kids, entertained a brief crush on Tyler Crowley, and had lusted after Edward Cullen, well, all the Cullen's really, since they moved here. And she couldn't help thinking that if she had been a bit more daring, she would be on Edward's arm right now and not Bella. That thought made her resolve stiffen. Why should Bella get Prince Charming while she got nothing? Sure, she and Mike had dated a bit, but her and Mike would go nowhere, and come the end of the summer, she'd be in California. Why shouldn't she take a stab at this one? Jessica looked up out of the corner of her eyes and caught the older one glancing at her again. She pointedly flicked her eyes to the back of the younger one's head, and gave a small smile to the older. He grinned back at her and nudged his friend again.
"Jess! What are you doing?" Lauren hissed in shock.
"Flirting."
"You can't do that! They're too old for you."
"The older one is." She agreed.
"The younger one is too, dummy." She hissed.
"He's not that bad." Jess insisted.
"Geez Jess, he's got to be at least twenty-four, if not older. Your mother would flip."
True enough, but mom wasn't here. And big, tall and gorgeous just glanced at her again. She couldn't believe she was doing this! Should she get up and go say hello the handsome stranger? Could she? Her heart was hammering in her chest.
"Jess. Stop it."
"No." She felt empowered all of a sudden. "I'm going to go over there and talk to them."
"You spazzed out on Bella when she went to talk to those guys in Port Angeles a few months ago, and you're just going to eye-fuck these guys you don't know and who are way too old for you?"
"I'm not eye-fucking." Jess rolled her eyes. "Stop being so melodramatic."
"They just looked over here again, Jess." Lauren whispered. "I am not comfortable with this. These guys could be psycho killers for all we know."
"That just makes them more interesting." Jessica sipped her coffee delicately.
"Jess, you're being stupid. They are grown men, we're kids." She stressed.
"Well, you might be a kid," Jessica said haughtily, "but I'm a young woman that has a freaking god looking at her."
"I don't want any part of this Jess. I'm leaving." Jessica just stared blandly back at her. "Are you coming?"
"No."
"Fine then." Lauren huffed. "Have it your way." She grabbed her purse off of the floor and glared at her friend, silently begging her to change her mind and leave with her.
"Bye Lauren." She called a little loudly for someone who was only a foot away from her. Lauren stood, slung her purse over her shoulder, and walked stiffly for the door.
Jess glanced over at the other table. The older was watching her with an amused expression on his face. She smiled at him and flicked her eyes at his friend again. Elder seemed to be enjoying himself.
"She's still looking at you, dumbass. Go!" He hissed and there was loud thump. "Go!" The younger got up from his seat and slowly made his way over to her.
He looks so shy! How can someone that looks like him be shy? Her heart melted as his soulful eyes met hers.
"Um…Hi." He stammered. His hands were in the pockets of the brown hoodie he was wearing and he was hunching his shoulders a bit so he didn't tower over her as much.
"Hi." She breathed. She could hardly believe it. He came over to her!
"I'm Sam." He offered. "Do you mind if I sit with you for a bit?"
"Not at all." She smiled as he took the seat Lauren just vacated. She couldn't believe it. And it had been so easy! A couple of smiles and he was here asking to sit with her. Why hadn't she done this in High School? All those wasted years. "I'm Jessica, by the way." An unknown emotion flickered across his beautiful face and was instantly gone.
"It's nice to meet you Jessica." He smiled at her.
Oh god, his lips look sooo soft.
"I don't remember ever seeing you around here before." She leaned across the table a bit, "where are you from?"
"Oregon." He answered her quickly. "Are you a local?"
"I've lived here all my life."
"It's a nice little town."
"It is if you like nature. But it's not much of a party town." She rolled her eyes.
"That's too bad. I might be staying around here for awhile."
She smiled widely at him, cheered at the news that she might see him around again after this. If he was just passing through, she wouldn't get anywhere with him, she wasn't some skank who put out right away. Although, for him…she might make an exception. She had already given it up to Mike a few weeks ago, and was thoroughly unimpressed by the experience. All those years of expectation and all she got was Mike sweating above her for twenty minutes in the back of his Suburban. It wasn't as if she didn't care about Mike, she'd been crazy for him for years, but the let down she'd suffered took him down several pegs and she stopped writing Jessica Newton on her notebooks. She didn't even tell anyone, which was a big deal for her because she couldn't keep anything to herself.
"Are you thinking of moving here or something?" She tried to keep the hopefulness out of her voice. She wanted to come off as mature, and squealing like a little girl wouldn't achieve that.
"Not exactly. I was looking for an internship for the summer."
The waitress came and put his food in front of him, scowling disdainfully at him while she did it. "Thank-you ma'am." He said softly. He picked up a part of his sandwich and squeezed some ketchup on the side of the plate. "She gave me a funny look…I'm not going to get into trouble for talking to you am I?"
"I'm eighteen. I can talk to whoever I want." She smiled at him, feigning confidence. She thought too late about lying about her age and making herself a little older.
"Eighteen? Really? I thought you were older."
Did he really?
"Does that bother you?" Please say no. Please say no.
"Should it?" He pushed his plate her way with the tip of his finger. God, he has big hands. "I can't stand eating by myself."
She plucked a fry off his plate and couldn't stop the grin from spreading across her face as she dipped it in the ketchup. "Eating alone doesn't seem to bother your friend." She nodded her head to the table where the other Adonis was shoveling his burger into his mouth with lustful abandon. As disgusting as it should have been, he still came off as attractive. He could be dressed in Goth and wearing eyeliner and he'd still be sexy.
"Not much bothers my brother." Sam laughed.
Brother. Well now that makes sense. What part of Mount Olympus do your parents live on?
"So you and your brother are looking for an internship or something?" She raised an eyebrow.
"No." He laughed. "Not my brother. Just me."
"An internship for what?" Her curiosity was killing her. She had to know more about him.
"Oh…I'm pre-med. I was looking to intern under a doctor for the summer before I head back to Stanford in the fall."
Pre-med? Stanford? Oh he just keeps getting better and better. Mom would forgive me for him being older if he was going to be a doctor.
"Did you have any luck?"
"Not in Port Angeles where my brother's living. They weren't interested. But I called the hospital here and Doctor Cullen expressed some interest."
"Doctor Cullen?" She raised an eyebrow. If he started working under Doctor Cullen, she'd break her leg just to be treated by both of them. Sam in a white lab coat and scrubs – beautiful.
"Yeah," he grinned. "He seemed real nice. Do you know him?"
"He came here a few years ago with his family. I go to school with a couple of his kids. My best friend Bella is dating his son." She offered, exaggerating how close she and Bella were. "They had a big graduation party at their place the other night. It was awesome."
"You've been to their house?"
"A couple of times." She lied. She'd only been there for the first time for the party the other night.
"Could you tell me how to get there? Doc Cullen gave me the address, but I lost the piece of paper. Actually, my brother spit his gum out in it and tossed it in the trash." He sent a glare at his brother's direction. "I'm supposed to go out there later to talk to him some more, and I don't want to call him and tell him I lost the address. It wouldn't make a good impression." He said meekly while looking at her from beneath his eyelashes.
How can a guy have such long lashes?
"Sure." She chirped, happy to be able to help him. She still had the map that came with the party invitation in her purse. She took it out and gave it to him. "Here. You take Main Street north out of town, turn right onto route fourteen, and it's about four miles past the little bridge. Be careful though, the driveway's kinda hidden and easy to miss." She pointed to the little 'X' on the map.
"Thanks Jessica." He smiled at her with perfectly white teeth, tucking the map into his pocket.
You should be on television with a face like that.
"Can you tell me anything about Doctor Cullen? What's he like? I don't want to go out there and not have anything to talk about with him."
She could give him loads of information on the Cullen children, she'd fixated on them long enough, but Doctor Cullen wouldn't be so easy. But she wanted to keep talking to him, just to have an excuse to look at him. Did he even know how hot he was? "Doctor Cullen is really nice. And his wife Esme is really pretty. They have a couple of foster kids and the whole family is really outdoorsy."
"Really?" He perked up. "Like what?"
"Oh, they do a lot of family hiking and camping and stuff. It rains so much here, that every time the weather is nice, the Cullen's disappear for one of their family trips. I tried that on my parents once but they didn't buy it. The school didn't seem to care because the Cullen's all get perfect grades." She was rambling, but she couldn't help it because he was looking at her so intensely.
"How many foster kids do they have? I think I met one earlier…Edward I think." He leaned closer to her and plucked a fry off the plate and chewed the end of it.
She was mesmerized by his lips. She just wanted to lean forward and bite them.
Down girl.
"Well, there are three boys and two girls. Emmett is the oldest, and Jasper and Rosalie are twins. They're Mrs. Cullen's niece and nephew, and have been with her since they were small. Then there's Edward, who's dating my friend Bella, and Alice is the youngest."
"Five. Wow. That's a lot of kids to take care of."
"You're telling me. My mom says me and my sister are a handful." She admitted and immediately blushed.
"Aww. Don't be embarrassed. My brother and I aren't saints either." He grinned at her. She felt butterflies in her stomach. He was just so hot when he smiled.
Those dimples should be outlawed.
"So what's it like going to school in California? I'm going to Cal-U in the fall." She said to try and impress him. Oakland wasn't too far from Palo Alto…
"Hey Sammy?" The brother called over from the other table. "Look man, I'm sorry to interrupt, but we gotta get going."
"Sure Dean." Sam turned back to her. "Thanks Jessica. You've been a real help. And thanks for the map." He stood up from the table.
"You're staying in Port Angeles right? Maybe we could get together again sometime." She jumped up and blurted out. She mentally kicked herself for being so lame.
"Maybe. Why don't you give me your number?"
She stammered out the number for her new cell phone that had been a graduation gift from her aunt. This way, she didn't run the risk of her mother answering when he called. Port Angeles wasn't too far away, and if he was working with Doctor Cullen, perhaps she could think of a few reasons to run into him up at the hospital.
He programmed the number into his cell. Dean walked up to them and gave her another cocky smirk. "Hi. I'm Dean. Nice to meet you." She almost fell down as the full megawatt force of his grin hit her.
"H-h-hi." She stammered. Wow.
"Come on kid. Say goodbye to your cute little friend. We gotta split." Dean winked and nodded at the door.
"Bye Jess." Sam called over his shoulder as they left the restaurant. She sank back down into her seat. Already envisioning the Harlequin style fantasies she and Sam would be playing out in her dreams that night.
Wow.
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"Don't you ever do that to me again." Sam snapped at him as they crossed the street towards their motel. Sam's goofy smile had dropped off his face the second they cleared the side of the diner.
"Do what?" Dean faked an innocent expression.
"Throw me to the sharks like that. That's what."
"She's a little girl – she's hardly a shark. And I gotta say Sammy, you played her like a pro. I almost wanted to stand up and clap when she gave you a map to their house."
"Yeah, well…next time you're the mook."
"But you play that part so much better than me. All sweet and innocently shy you. You had her eating out of the palm of your hand. And off your plate too, dude. Nice work. You probably could have gotten her to break into the school and show you her pompoms if you would have fed her a fry yourself." Dean wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and laughed.
"Never again." Sam threatened.
"You sure you don't want me to sleep out in the car? I don't mind. You and your little friend could use the motel room if you want. It might make you less cranky."
"I'm only cranky because you're a jerk."
"Hey! I resemble that remark." Dean pulled the room key out of his pocket and entered the room. Tossing the key on the table and flipping on the lights, the two brothers immediately started getting ready for nightfall. They would be going out to the Cullen house that evening to do a little surveillance.
A/N: Okay, that part where I wrote in Jessica's point of view came to me out of the dark and I couldn't resist doing it. I'm a Dean girl through and through, but I figured Jessica would be more drawn to Sam and anyone who's read Twilight knows Jessica is a sucker for a pretty face. Not that I wouldn't be if in that same position, so who am I kidding?
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