Here is another chapter for everyone! So, so so so so sorry that I haven't been able to update my story. Thank you to my two faithfull reviewers :) ! Let me know what you think. I'm hoping to get another chapter up in the next week or two (keep your fingers crossed). Well, Enjoy! ~ kt

Disclaimer: I do not own Sam nor Dean Winchester

"No, I am a private investigator hired to find these boys, your friends. If you know anything please tell me," I explained. I knew it was stretching the truth but hey, it's not like he would believe his friends got snatched by some crazy dead chick.

"Dan disappeared the day after his girlfriend found out he was cheating on her. He asked Mike and Jess about whether or not he should tell Alicia about the other girl."

"Did he tell you?" I asked. That was definitely motive for the girlfriend to kill or torture the missing boys.

"No, after last year our group kinda broke up. We were all unpopular until Alicia asked Dan out. Then he, Jess, and Mike got popular. I chose to stay behind. We hadn't talked much this year until Dan went missing. Jess and Mike came to me. They were pretty freaked out. They said that they were leaving Dan's house, the night he went missing, and as soon as they were a few feet away from the house they said they saw a teenage girl, blonde, I think they said, go into his house. They thought it was Dan's new girl so they went home."

"Why were they so freaked out? And where were his parents?"

"Dan's dad left him and his mom a long time ago and his mom is an airplane stewardess. You won't believe me on why they were so freaked out though."

"Try me," I said smiling.

"They said the girl had bruising around her neck and they said she was a zombie," he laughed, "Too many videogames I guess."

"Yeah," I said trying to push off the feeling that I got as soon as he said zombie. "Um, anything else you think might be important?"

"Nope, that's all I can think off right now. Let me know if I can help with anything else." He stood up said goodbye and walked out the door. I had everything I needed pretty much. I learned more about the case in fifteen minutes here than I would have in an hour of research back in the motel room.

I grabbed my purse and left the room. I stopped in the office to thank Louisa out of courtesy. I opened the door to the office and immediately regretted it. There were two men clad in black suits, one short and one Sasquatch.

Shit! How the hell am I going to explain this one?

"The bell's about to dismiss school, im sorry but you'll just have to wait 'til tomorrow if you want to talk to them," Louisa was telling them, "Oh, Ms. Beckham, is there anything else I can help you with?"

The boys turned their attention towards me. I swear their eyes nearly popped out of their heads. A sly smile was placed on Sam's face, while on Dean's there was a murderous glare. I couldn't help but smile at their reactions, and plant a smug, satisfactory smirk on my face.

"No thank you, I just wanted to thank you for providing the room to me and the students," I said sweetly.

"Oh it's no problem. Let me know if I can help you with anything else."

"Will do. Goodbye."

"Bye-bye." I walked out the door as the bell rang, ending the school day and I could hear the order of 'Come back tomorrow' coming from Louisa. The Winchesters came out of the office shortly after. The three of us walked silently outside. Once we were out of the school Dean grabbed me by the elbow. He was extremely pissed.

"Let go!" I hissed. I hated physical contact of any kind unless I initiated it.

"No you are going to come with us and I want to make sure you aren't going to go off on your own again," Dean said, obviously rip-shit that I disobeyed his orders. I didn't care if he was angry though. They only thing I was focused on was that he was making contact with my skin.

"I will give you two seconds to release your grip on my arm. If you do, I will be compliant. If not, then I will punch you so hard you'll have to sit on your food to eat it," I growled. Physical contact wasn't one of my most favorite things, which was why I was so surprised I didn't flip when I woke up to Sam stitching my head. I glared at Dean and I guess he either knew I wasn't kidding or didn't want to find out if I was bluffing or not because he quickly let go.

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