Dean didn't have to meet up with Melody until after her costume fitting so he used the opportunity to do a little poking around. Unfortunately, EMF was coming up clean and this set was much too large to even start looking for hex bags. Frustrated with his lack of success, he decided to head over to find Cas and see if he or Sam had any better luck.
He found Castiel talking to two girls, one of whom had her hand on his arm and was obviously flirting. Something jealous and primal stirred in him at the sight, but he was able to quickly write it off as concern for the naïve angel. When Castiel saw Dean walking towards him, he immediately directed his attention to the hunter, stepping away from the girls. They were able to take the hint and go back to their work, but not, Dean noticed, before one of them slipped something into Castiel' pocket.
"Hey, Cas, popular with the ladies?"
"Those two women were forthcoming with information regarding our case."
"Well, Casanova, check your pocket. I'm pretty sure the brunette gave you her number."
"Yes. Based on her increased heart rate and pheromone levels, I believe the one named Katie wanted to engage in sexual relations with me." Dean nearly choked as Cas reached into his pocket and pulled out a slip of paper with the name Katie and a phone number written on it. Of course, her i was dotted with a heart.
Dean grabbed the phone number from Cas and crumpled up the piece of paper, tossing it aside. "Well, we're a little busy with a case here. No time for chasing tail right now. So did you find anything out about the case when you weren't trolling for chicks?"
Castiel looked at Dean inquisitively and commented, "I was able to find that the three actresses that were injured all received burns of mysterious origin during their first week of rehearsals. The burns appeared on the one actress's eyes, another on her hands and the third was burned on her mouth."
"OK, sounds like maybe some kind of see no evil, speak no evil thing? Anyone know if there was someone up for the part that died violently?"
"No one was aware of a scenario like that, however, the lighting crew may not be privy to that level of information."
"Good point. Let's go see what Sam was able to dig up from the cast."
The sight as they walked through the door of the wardrobe area stopped Dean in his tracks and left him with his mouth hanging embarrassingly open.
Standing there in full costume was the actress who must be playing Castiel and she was gorgeous! They had her fitted in a costume that looked like she had just stepped out of a comic book. It was completely bad ass! She was wearing skin-tight black leather pants and knee high boots with spiked heels. On top she was wearing a loose white V-neck blouse under a black bustier which was tied up in the front with a blue ribbon exactly the color of Castiel's tie. In her hand was a silver angel blade. And of course she had on a tan overcoat, but hers was longer than Cas' and form fitting and seriously hot!
But her face is what caught Dean's breath. They had managed to find an actress who had Cas' features but on a softer, feminine face. She had those same soft pink lips and an unruly mass of dark curls tumbled over her shoulders, framing her high cheeks. But her eyes! She had Cas' kind, inquisitive blue eyes that held him transfixed. "Holy shit," he breathed out before he could catch himself.
Castiel turned his head to stare at Dean, eyes squinted as if he were trying to see inside of the hunter's head. Sam broke the awkwardness by coughing, "Um, can I help you?"
Dean picked up Sam's cue and answered, "Yes, I'm Lars Ulrich. I'm Melody Water's new assistant."
"Oh, hi, nice to meet you," responded the actress. And, oh fuck, thought Dean. Even her voice was sexy. It was a soft alto and she positively purred when she talked. "Give me just a minute to finish up my fitting. So what do you think?" Melody spun herself around. "Do I look like an angel? And Dean's love interest?"
"Yes!" Dean answered quickly at the same time that Castiel growled, "No!"
Melody gave Castiel a pout and turned back to Dean, "Thank you. I'll be right with you." She handed Sam back her angel blade and walked back to the fitting room.
Sam was on them the moment she pulled the curtain closed. "So, did you guys find anything," he whispered to Dean and Castiel.
"No EMF but Cas found out that the three actresses were attacked with burns to the hands, mouth and eyes. I don't know, maybe something to do with the senses? We still don't have any information about violent deaths that could be related to this set, though. How about you? Did you find out anything interesting?"
Sam gulped and looked back and forth between his brother and the angel and squeaked out, "No," a little too hesitantly.
Dean side-eyed his brother knowing that there was something else behind that answer. He was going to have to question him more on that later. "Fine. I'm going to have to go with Melody. I will question her since she is in the targeted role. Maybe she's seen something. Cas, keep an eye out for hex bags in case we are dealing with a pissed off witch. Sam, you can… keep playing dress up."
Sam shifted his weight and pouted at Dean huffing out, "I'm not… Dean, just meet me back here in an hour and we can head to the library."
As Dean and Melody were walking back towards her trailer, she looked at him and said, "I want to let you know that I really don't have a lot of stuff that I need an assistant for, I mostly was afraid to be alone. Some lunatic has been attacking actresses that are up for the role of Castiel."
"I heard about that. Has anyone come after you yet?"
"No, but this week is my first week of rehearsals. That is when the others were attacked."
"So there were three other actresses up for this part? Were there any others besides them and you?"
"I don't think so, but they don't really tell us too much about the casting. I just don't understand what kind of psycho would attack people just because they are playing a part. I've been nervous about being alone."
"Listen, I have some background in, uh, security. Why don't you let me look over your trailer for anything suspicious before you get ready for your afternoon rehearsals?"
"Oh my gosh, that would be so great. Thank you so much for everything, Lars." They had arrived outside of her trailer and she leaned in and gave Dean a peck on the cheek.
Dean went through her trailer, searching it top to bottom for hex bags but it was clean. As much as he was glad that it wasn't a witch (he hated witches), he wished that he could find some evidence of what was going on here. No EMF, no hex bags and no history of violent deaths. Maybe this wasn't going to be quite the simple salt and burn that he thought.