sorry this took so long, but shit crazy busy. if you read Rome, you know why.
let us know what you think.
Sam looked at the mass of body parts that had been the doctor. He had stopped him from going on a killing rampage with a gun. The doctor had then gotten a call on his cell phone and stepped right in front of a bus. Yeah, Sam's day just kept getting worse and worse. He swung his bag across his chest and turned around. He saw Jinx. He immediately went over to her. She looked at him her eyes glossed over. He frowned.
"Hiya, Sammy," she said punching him in the arm.
"Hey. I... The doctor still died," Sam muttered.
"Dude, he's all over the road," Andy said wandering over to the crowd of people.
Jinx looked at Sam and told herself that she could totally pull this off. Sam wouldn't suspect a thing... Dude, was that a hot dog stand... Focus. She saw Sam's lips moving but she couldn't concentrate on what he was saying. She blinked her eyes.
"... I just wish I knew why this was happening, you know? What if this is what I am going to become?" Sam asked.
"I'm sure you are never going to be hit by a bus," Jinx said.
"What? That's not what I meant. Were you even listening to me?"
"Every word."
"Really? Then what-."
"Ooo, tacos. See you, Sam."
Sam watched as Jinx walked away. She walked right by what was left of the doctor and the crime scene not even taking a glance. Sam swore. Jinx was high. He reached in his pocket for his phone. He needed Dean and Ace here.
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Ace yanked off Dean's t-shirt and tossed it aside. She smiled at him when he pushed her dress all the way up and griped her ass in both hands. She leaned down and licked a trail from his belly button to his neck. She felt him shiver and heard his moan. She smiled and kissed him again.
"You are still wearing too much clothes," he told her reaching behind her for the zipper.
"Not yet, Pinky. I am not finished with you yet," she whispered undoing his belt with one hand.
"I don't care if you are or aren't. I want to feel your skin against mine, now."
Dean leaned up and undid the zipper. He then yanked the dress over Ace's head. She lifted her arms up making it easier. He tossed the dress aside and looked at her. She now wore nothing except little purple lace panties that barely cover anything. He reached out and ran his fingers along the curve of her breast. She leaned against his touch. He smiled and flipped her on her back on the bed. She looked in his eyes and gave him a smile.
"Like what you see?" she asked her voice husky.
"Oh, definitely."
Ace watched as Dean lowered his head to her breast. She moaned when she felt his tongue barely glaze her nipple. She arched her back pushing her breast closer to his mouth. She felt his lips curl up in a smile.
"So, what were you saying about I'm out of your league?" he asked running a hand down her flat stomach.
"Pinky," she whined.
"So, am I?"
"No, you aren't. Now, will you please-Ooo!"
Dean slipped his hand inside her panties as he sucked on her nipple. He let his fingers stroke her. He had every single intention of having sex with her. He had her willing beneath him and that's where she was going to stay. Well, at least until they tried a new position.
Ace griped the sheets tight in her hands. Dean's mouth on her body felt so damn good. He tugged on her nipple with his teeth then licked it and sucked on it. She then felt his fingers stroking her and she wanted to just rip his pants off and have him right there. She moaned and arched against him. Then the unthinkable happened. His cell phone rang.
"Goddammit," he said pulling his head away from her nipple.
"Please don't answer it," Ace asked wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him closer to her. She felt his erection against her thigh. She wanted him inside of her.
"Sweetheart," he sighed torn.
"Please, please don't answer it," she asked again rubbing herself against him.
"God, woman you'd turn a saint into a sinner."
"I just want you. NOW."
Dean let Ace roll on top of him. She kissed him pressing her body against his skin to skin. His cell phone stopped ringing. Then Ace's started ringing a moment later. Ace groaned and pulled away. She looked in his eyes and he saw her frustration.
"I am going to kill whoever is trying to reach us," she muttered rolling off of him.
"Well, it's either Sam or Jinx."
"Like I said kill them."
Ace climbed off the bed and looked for her dress. She found it and pulled it back on. She was very much frustrated and pissed. She grabbed her bag and dug to the bottom for her comb. She then answered her cell.
"What the fuck do you want?" she demanded hearing Dean laugh softly at her use of words.
"I need you and Dean. Jinx is stoned," Sam said.
"And you us to what? Hold your hand? Deal with it yourself."
"What the hell is your problem?"
"YOU! You are my problem, Sam! You and your-."
"Hey, Sammy, where are you?" Dean asked stepping in and taking the phone from Ace.
"Downtown. You'll find me where there is police tape."
"Why what happened?"
"I'll tell you when you get here. Dude, what did you do to Ace?"
"It's more of a what I didn't do to her."
"Huh?"
"Never mind. See you later, Sammy."
Dean hung up and looked at Ace. She was sitting on the bed pulling on a pair of heeled sandals. He watched her till she looked up at him.
"Sam-."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be in the car," she muttered walking away muttering in Arabic.
Dean sighed and looked for his shirt. He had a feeling Sammy was about to be a dead man.
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Andy laughed at Jinx as she downed another four tacos. "Dude, you and tacos."
"I love tacos." she said as he scooted closer to her.
"So what are you doing here again?"
"Did you forget already? This is awesome dope."
"I told you." Andy looked over to Sam, then back at her. "He's mad, isn't he?"
"Oh yeah." Jinx said as she sipped on her coke.
"So, are you two, like, together?"
"Why are you offering?" She raised her eyebrows, laughing.
Sam looked over at them; he was about to walk over and punch that stoners lights out. He was sitting too close to Jinx and not just that, he got her high.
Jinx high always had a pattern; munchies, giggling, blank staring and finally sleeping. He had no idea what she thought she was doing while they were in the middle of a case. He shook his head. That's when he saw Dean and Ace walking up; this was not going to be pretty.
"Sam, this better be-"
"I don't want to know anything." he said as Ace looked passed him to Jinx.
"Who is Jinx with?"
"Andy Gallagher, same guy Ash told me was who we're here for."
"He fits the pattern?" asked Dean as Sam nodded.
"He does."
"Excuse me." Ace said as she marched over to Jinx. "Jinxy."
"Acey baby, this is Andy. He has the best-"
"Jinx."
"Ohoh. Are you in trouble?" Andy snickered.
"I hope so, she punishes really good."
Andy smiled and looked at Ace; he could tell she was very pissed. Andy nudged her. "Do you want me-"
Jinx shook her head. "I can do this." Jinx looked back at Ace. "Acey, you look really- You and Dean didn't fuck yet have you?"
"You made a big deal about us paying attention on the job, what are you doing?"
Jinx made a face. "I'm working on the job."
Ace shook her head. "Come on Jinxy." she said as she went to pull her up, but Jinx jerked back.
"No, I'm eating tacos with Andy."
Ace glared at Andy. "You tell her you two are done, she needs to come with me."
"No." Jinx sounded as if she was going through her terrible twos.
"Jinx Ember Westen, get your ass up now."
"I'll help." Andy said as he stood but Ace glared at him.
"I don't want your help. You got her like this."
"All I did was offer."
"That's like giving a diabetic a ho-ho."
Andy just looked at her; this Ace had a mean glare. Andy looked at Jinx next. "Hey Jinx?"
"Yeah?" her mouth was full with another taco.
"Let's go see what they're doing."
"Okay."
Ace stared at her in disbelief as Jinx stood and smiled at Andy.
"Can we go back to the van?" Jinx asked as they walked over to Dean and Sam; they looked up when they heard Jinx say that.
"You were where with him?" Dean asked as Jinx smiled at him, poking his cheek.
"You have puffy cheeks." she said as Ace tried not to laugh while Sam stood there, glaring.
Andy leaned closer to Jinx, whispering in her ear. "I'm going to go now."
Jinx nodded as he handed her her soda and looked at Dean, Sam and Ace. "You are going to forget about me coming over. You only saw me with Jinx then I left."
"Then you left." Ace said as he nodded.
"Exactly." Andy turned to Jinx. "We good?"
"Don't worry man. I know you're a good guy."
"Thanks." he said as he walked off quickly.
Sam shook his head for a moment, the looked at Jinx. "Why are you high?"
Jinx started giggling. "You are HUGE!"
Dean and Ace turned to look at Jinx. She looked as if she was trying very hard not to laugh. "I think someone could use some coffee."
Jinx made a face. "I don't want coffee, I want Cheetos."
"No Cheetos."
Jinx pouted. "but I want them Acey."
Ace looked at Dean and Sam. "You two handle this, I'll take Jinx to get some Cheetos."
"And hohos."
Ace sighed. "And hohos."
Then she looked at Sam; she really wanted to know what the hell was going on with them.
Ace guided Jinx away from the crowds. "What were you thinking?"
"My heart hurts."
Ace frowned, stopping to look at Jinx. "Jinx?"
"Ooo hohos."
"Jinx focus."
Jinx looked at her, then hugged her. "I love you Acey. I do, but no more pushing."
Jinx smiled. "Unless you're pushing Dean. He likes being pushed."
"Jinx, just talk to me."
"No talking. Foooood." Jinx ran into the store and started to pile food up in her arms. Ace stood there a moment then shook her head; she should have known better that it wasn't going to be that easy to get her to talk.
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Dean started laughing the minute Ace and Jinx were out of sight. He laughed harder when Sam shoved him. He looked at his brother.
"Well, Jinx is right, you are huge," he said.
"Dammit, Dean this is a case. Now come on."
"Where are we going?"
"I want, no, need to talk to that Andy guy."
"What guy?"
Sam shook his head. Andy's mind warp worked on Dean and Ace but not him. He walked down the street looking for Andy. He saw his van. He marched over to it with Dean following behind. He turned and looked at his brother.
"How about we take a peek at what he's hiding?" Sam asked.
"Probably just his bong," Dean said digging in his pockets looking for something to jimmy the doors open with.
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Here we go."
Dean opened the doors of the van and pulled them open. He looked at the disco ball and looked at Sam. He raised an eyebrow.
"This guy is our stone cold killer?" he asked.
"Dean, he uses verbal commands. The doctor had just gotten off his cell phone before walking in front of the bus. Who else could have done it?"
"Obi Wan Kenobi?"
"Dean."
"I just don't think he's our guy," Dean grabbed a hold of Andy's huge bong, "Definitely not our guy."
"Dude, you had OJ convicted before he got out of his white bronco, and now you are saying that this isn't our guy?"
"He just doesn't seem like the type. And OJ was guilty."
"Look, let's fight about this later. How about we find Andy and talk to him."
"Fine. Dude, I wish I was with priss right now."
"So, you and Ace getting along?"
Sam saw Dean smirk before he made his face very serious. He looked at Sam.
"We're working on it."
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Ace watched as Jinx ate what must have been her twentieth bag of hohos. Ace shook her head and got up. She went over and sat beside her friend. Jinx was currently staring at one of Ace's earrings. It was a glass bead earring that allowed the sun to filter though it and create colored beads everywhere. Jinx was staring at the floor in awe at the different colors coming from this earring.
"Jinx, honey, why does your heart hurt?" Ace tried. She wanted so desperately to get her friend to talk to her. She just wanted to help Jinx any way she could.
"Pretty color, Acey, look at the pretty colors," Jinx said staring at them.
"I see them. Jinx?... Jinxy?"
Jinx stared at the floor. Ace shook her head and wiped the powdered cheese from the Cheetos off of Jinx's cheek. She then got up and grabbed her cell phone. She stood in the bathroom doorway so she could see Jinx but still carry on a semi private conversation. She dialed Sam's number. He was going to tell her what the hell had happened between him and Jinx.
"Hello," Sam said.
"You have five seconds. What did you do to Jinx?"
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to me, Sam. I have your laptop."
"You wouldn't."
"I would. So, are you going to tell me what happened or do I permanently spam your laptop?"
"Dammit, Ace. Dean and I are busy right now."
"Wait, that's priss? Give me the phone," she heard Dean say.
"Dean, it's my-."
"Hey, sweetheart. How's Jinx?" Dean's soft smooth voice came on the phone.
"Staring at the floor."
"Well, could be worse. She could be laughing at nothing."
"Oh, I am waiting for that to come. Remind me to thank Sam."
"Oh no. I thought Andy was to blame."
"Oh, he is. He gave Jinx the pot but Sam put her in the mood where she felt like she needed it."
"I love your logic."
"You won't love it when I kill your brother."
"Do you have to kill him? Maiming is more humane."
"That's it! Give me back my phone! You can have your little domestic talk later!" Sam yelled.
"Bye sweetheart," Dean laughed.
"Ace, don't you dare touch my computer."
Before Ace could answer, she was knocked over into the bathroom by Jinx's body weight flying at her. Her phone hit the tile floor and shattered. She looked at Jinx. Jinx wore a huge grin on her face. Ace sighed. Phase three of Jinx being high had commenced.
"Ace, I love you," Jinx said.
"I love you too, Jinx. But, I am kinda having problems with breathing with you on top of me."
Jinx giggled, "I'm on top of you."
"Yes, you are."
"That's funny."
Ace rolled her eyes as Jinx giggled. She managed to push Jinx off of her. She watched as Jinx rolled around on the floor laughing. She looked at her watch. Sam and Dean better get their asses back here soon or they would come back to find Jinx tied to a chair gagged.
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Dean ate the burger and groaned. He tossed the wrapper in the back and looked at Sam. They were sitting in the impala staking out Andy's van.
"You know, just once I would like to sit down and eat something that I didn't have to heat up or buy in a convenient store," he said.
"What I don't get is the motive. I mean the doctor was clean," Sam said looking at the papers on the case he had. The doctor's records didn't show anything about him hurting Andy or anything, "Why would Andy waste him?"
"If it was Andy."
"Dude, the guy was mind controlled in front of a bus. Andy happens to have the power of mind control, you do the math."
"I just don't think the guy has it in him."
"How would you know?"
"I just do. You aren't right about this."
"What? About Andy?"
No, about the kids with powers like yours being evil, Dean wanted to say but didn't.
"Hey. Why are you following me?" Andy asked banging a hand on the roof of the impala.
"Well, you see a relative of your s has passed away and-," Sam started Andy's mind control not working on him at all.
"Tell the truth," Andy pressed.
"I am. You see-."
"We hunt demons," Dean said wishing his could shut his mouth, "Demons, spirits, things you're worse nightmares wouldn't even touch."
"What?" Andy asked.
"Dean, shut up," Sam said looking at him.
"I'm trying. And see he's my brother, he's psychic kind of like you but not really like you, and he thinks you're a murderer. He's afraid that he's going to become one himself and that you're all part of something terrible. I hope the hell that he's wrong but I'm a little scared that he might be right," Dean finished smiling.
Sam looked at his brother shocked. He had heard Dean's fears finally. He looked at Andy. Maybe having a mind control gift wasn't so bad after all. I mean, he had got Dean to say how he felt in five minutes, when Sam had been trying for months.
"Okay, just leave me alone," Andy commanded.
"Okay, alright," Dena said watching Andy walk away.
Dean heard Sam get out of the car. He rested his head in his hands. Dude, he really wished he had stayed in he room with Ace. This day just kept getting worse.
so, mad points if you guys know what show "That's like giving a diabetic a ho-ho." is from.