Chapter 11

The house that Dean pulled up to was normal looking on the outside. It was a one story wooden structure with a large front porch. The yard and outside of the house looked to be in good shape and well maintained. He parked the Impala and slowly got out of the car looking around carefully. The house was set off the road and there were no other ones close by. He walked around the car and up the rock walkway to the front door. Dean took out the key, unlocking the door and pushing it open, letting it swing on its own accord. He didn't see any sign of an alarm, but waited to be sure before entering.

The house was dark except for the sunlight streaming in a couple of windows. He stepped into the foyer and closed the door behind him. The foyer opened into a decent size living room that was simple but nicely decorated. He walked further into it and saw a small dining room and kitchen to the right. He picked up and looked at several pictures that showed a younger Sasha with a man and woman he figured were her parents. Another showed Sasha somewhere in the mountains on what looked like a hiking trip and the last was of the same man and woman, younger, at what looked like their wedding. Nothing stood out and he turned to the hall leading off from the foyer.

The first door he opened showed a small office. Dean turned on the light and went to the desk to check out the papers laying on it. He shuffled through them not seeing anything related to what they found on her laptop. All he found was stuff related to her job at the library and bills that she had paid.

He moved to the next room and found a bedroom that looked like the guest one. The last door was another bedroom that looked like the master. He stepped into it eyeing the furniture before going to the closet and checking them out. There was still nothing that would tell him anything as to who she was.

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Dean wandered back to the front of the house and walked toward the kitchen noticing a door leading off from it. He opened it and found a laundry room/pantry and another door in the back corner. After trying the door knob and finding it locked, Dean pulled his lock picks out and went to work picking the locks.

The door opened to a flight of stairs that led downward and Dean flipped a switch at the top of the stairs turning on a light to illuminate them. Pulling his gun from the waistband of his jeans first, he began to descend the steps looking for any sign of trouble. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs when another door stopped him from going further. This door was different from the first one, it was steel and had a keypad positioned on the wall bedside it.

"Damn," Dean mumbled staring at the pad before going back upstairs and out to the car.

He searched in the trunk for the black light before going back inside. He headed back for the master bathroom to look for some type of powder he could use on the key pad. With his items in hand, he headed back down the steps and placed the black light on the floor. He took the powder and shook some out in his hand and blew it gently onto the pad to cover the keys. After going back up and turning off the light, he used his flashlight to go back down and shine the black light over the pad. After studying the pad closely to see what numbers had been used and how many, Dean typed four numbers and heard a buzz it was incorrect. He frowned and tried again only to get the same results. On the third attempt a green light flashed and the door clicked open.

"Yateeze."

With a smirk, Dean pushed open the door and stepped into the room causing soft lights to come on automatically. Dean faltered in his steps as he stared around him in surprise. There was a small desk to the right of the door and in front of him was floor to ceiling shelves full of books of all sizes and shape. He felt a coolness and dryness in the air and noticed the vents positioned around the room. The room was climate controlled because... Dean took a closer look at the books lining the shelves, pulling several out before he realized they were about supernatural topics. He slowly walked between the shelves looking left and right and it dawned on him all the books and tomes were in some way about or related to all things supernatural. He looked at other items and saw some were written in different languages and others in languages he had never seen. There were spell books, lore, ancient legends and more. He had not seen this many book on supernatural topics since Bobby's house and the bunker. Actually this setup was almost as impressive as the library at the bunker. Dean was impressed with this collection but he didn't understand how Sasha was involved with this. He was going to find out since it seemed his little brother liked her. He was not letting anyone hurt his brother as long as he was breathing.

Dean picked up a couple of books and went back out the door, locking it behind him. He grabbed his black light and headed back up the stairs. He planned on being here when Sam brought Sasha home and was going to question her about her little library. He decided to bring Cas along with him since he figured Sam might not like his girlfriend being interrogated.

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"Hey guys," Sky said as she entered Sasha's room.

"Hey Sky," Sam said getting up to give her a quick hug. "Sasha, this is Dean's girlfriend Sky; Sky this is Sasha Fowler."

"Nice to meet you," Sky smiled giving her a once over as she stepped closer to the bed. She hid her doubt from both of them as she continued conversing. "I hope these fit, they're big on me," she said sitting a bag on the table by the bed and laying her keys beside it.

"It's nice to meet you too and I want to thank all of you for the help," Sasha smiled back shyly.

"Sam why don't you go get something to eat and stretch your legs, I'll stay with Sasha while you're gone."

"Where's Dean?"

"He had to run an errand. Looks like Claire is getting released this afternoon whether the doctor agrees or not."

"Sounds about right," Sam laughed shaking his head. "She gets it honestly."

"I'm not sure I understand," Sasha commented as she watched the two laugh at the private joke.

"Oh, you have to know our family," Sky shrugged. "Now go on get Sammy."

"I could use a quick shower and change of clothes. How 'bout I bring you some real food?"

"I could really go for a chocolate milk shake."

"You got it; I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Take your time, we'll be fine," Sky waved to him as she settled in the recliner by the bed. "Got some magazines and a crossword puzzle book. Figured you might be bored in here."

"That was nice of you."

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"So how long have you been in Sioux Falls?" Sky asked after sitting quietly for fifteen minutes. She didn't want to sound like she was interrogating her.

"Nearly three years. I moved here when my aunt passed, she left me her house and I was actually hired to fill her position at the library."

"Really, where did you live before coming here?"

"Savannah, Georgia."

"Nice little town, been there a couple of times. Did you work at a library there too?"

"No, I actually worked as a coder for a gaming company. Got to work from home and set my own hours and the pay wasn't bad."

"So why come here? Why not sell your aunt's house and stay there?"

"That house had been in the family for five generations, I couldn't sell it," she said looking down at her hands.

Sky watched her facial features change knowing she was hiding something and figured it had something to do with what they had found on her computer. Sky didn't want to press to hard not wanting to tip their hand. She didn't know what Dean had found at her house, if anything, but they still needed answers about all the information she had in her possession.

"So what do you do?"

"Consulting work, pretty boring actually," Sky shrugged trying to be evasive about what she did. No one knew exactly what Sky did when she disappeared, not even Dean. All he knew was she came back injured sometimes or badly bruised, but couldn't get much of an explanation from her. She knew it drove him mad not knowing about what she did, but she had to keep it from him to keep him and the others safe.

"How long have you known Sam?"

"Let's see, I met Sam and Dean a few years ago. Sam and my brother were kidnapped, and Dean and I and the others rescued them."

"Kidnapped! Oh my god, why were they kidnapped?"

"Human hunting, if you have the money you can buy anything."

"And Dean and you hooked up?"

"Yep, we've been together ever since. You have any siblings?"

"I have a sister, six years older than me. She's married with three kids; don't really see her much, she lives in Florida. Kind of went different paths and drifted apart. We both have different interests. I'll talk to her on the phone once a month maybe."

"Your parents?"

"Dad died in car accident when I was sixteen. He was the love of my Mom's life. She passed away four years later, doctors said it was a stroke, but I think it was a broken heart. My aunt became my second Mom and helped me out until she passed and I took her place."

"You got any friends around here?"

"Not close ones really. I'm not the bar hopping kind of person, sort of keep to myself, kind of a book worm."

"Well you and Sammy will fit together good, he's a geek too."

"Good to know," she smiled to herself filing away that information for later use. "So Sam doesn't have a girlfriend or anything?"

"Nope, he's there for the taking, but I gotta warn you, no one hurts one of our family and gets away with it," she warned in a tone that had Sasha looking unsure at her to see if she was joking. When Sky didn't crack a smile but held her gaze and looked back at her with a very serious expression, she knew she was not kidding.

"Um...Okay...Right...I think," she said slowly biting her lower lip as she mulled over what Sky said. She thought Sam was a handsome, charming, kind guy, but she was beginning to wonder about his family. She decided she should tread lightly with Sam's family until she saw if Sam and she could have a chance at a relationship.

"Just wanted to give you fair notice, we're a close knit family and take care of our own. Especially Dean when it comes to his little brother. But you really need to get to know us better before making any hasty assumptions," Sky noted as she picked up a magazine and began to flip through the pages waiting for Sam to come back. She hoped Dean was wrong about this girl; she seemed nice and Sam deserved to have someone in his life. Sky couldn't pick up any bad vibes from her; she actually liked her and was sure everyone else would too.