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You and Sam played FBI in order to see the bodies while Dean waited in the car for the feeling to come back to his lips. Walking into the police station, you tugged at the hem of your pantsuit jacket and wondered if you should have worn a skirt. You were normally the one who waited in the car while the boys did the official looking front. Sam gave you a reassuring glance and you decided wearing a skirt wouldn’t have changed anything. Besides, wearing pants meant you could play up the badass, bitch agent vibe.
You grabbed Sam’s arm and gave him a ‘let me handle this’ look before marching up to the police officer in charge. You gave off an aura of power and confidence, your face saying ‘Don’t you dare fuck with me,’ and you coldly demanded, “Officer, my partner and I are here to inspect the bodies from the recent attacks in the park. We believe them to be related to our current case.”
The officer took his time looking you over, which earned him a hardened glare, and he gulped, nodding before pointing you in the right direction. Once you were out of ear shot, Sam let out a surprised chuckled, “We should have you play FBI more often- he was both terrified and turned on at the same time. Dean would have shit himself.”
You let out a little laugh before turning your attention to the mangled bodies you had come to see. Each one had the exact same set of injuries in the exact same location, even the shapes of the wounds were the same, and each had died of a heart attack. You shook your head, glancing sadly at the latest victim, a girl who looked barely 10, “This has to be a ghost. Nothing else can repeat the exact same would patterns this many times.”
Sam nodded, clasping you shoulder reassuringly, and you looked up at him to softly ask, “Can we go now? Please?”
Sam pulled you in close for a second and kissed the top of your head, he knew that no matter how many times they saw things like this it was never easy. When it became easy was when you lost your humanity. The two of you composed yourselves and then went back out to the front, stopping briefly to get some files from the officer there before returning to Dean and the Impala. Sam told him the deal, ghost and what not, and you flopped down into your usual place in the back seat.
Now recovered enough to speak clearly, Dean leaned in the open window to look at you as he worried, “You ok there, princess?”
“Yup."
Outside, Sam bent to tie his shoe before walking around the back of the Impala and getting in the passenger seat. Seeing that you didn't want to share, Dean started up the car and drove back in the direction of the motel, getting only a couple of blocks before there as a loud bang from under the back of the Impala that caused him to swerve and then pull off the road. Wide eyed, he hurled himself out the door to see what was wrong with his baby. You moved to follow him but Sam grabbed you arm to stop you and when you turned there was a wide smile on his face. Just then, you realized Sam had done something devious to cause this and leaned back into the seat with a soft chuckle to watch Dean storm around behind the Impala waving his hands.
After a few minutes, he returned to the wheel, scarily calm, “Which one of you put a condom over the exhaust pipe?”
You and Sam let out the laughter you had be holding in as he looked between the two of you and you raised a finger to point at Sam. Dean looked like he was going to explode and Sam held his hands up in defense, “You started it with the water this morning. Seriously, dude, dumb move. Now you get to have both of us pranking you.”
“You messed with my baby,” Dean roared, punching Sam in the arm. You and Sam dissolved into laughter again and Sam looked back at you with a mischievous glint in his eye, “So worth it.”
You grabbed Sam’s arm and gave him a ‘let me handle this’ look before marching up to the police officer in charge. You gave off an aura of power and confidence, your face saying ‘Don’t you dare fuck with me,’ and you coldly demanded, “Officer, my partner and I are here to inspect the bodies from the recent attacks in the park. We believe them to be related to our current case.”
The officer took his time looking you over, which earned him a hardened glare, and he gulped, nodding before pointing you in the right direction. Once you were out of ear shot, Sam let out a surprised chuckled, “We should have you play FBI more often- he was both terrified and turned on at the same time. Dean would have shit himself.”
You let out a little laugh before turning your attention to the mangled bodies you had come to see. Each one had the exact same set of injuries in the exact same location, even the shapes of the wounds were the same, and each had died of a heart attack. You shook your head, glancing sadly at the latest victim, a girl who looked barely 10, “This has to be a ghost. Nothing else can repeat the exact same would patterns this many times.”
Sam nodded, clasping you shoulder reassuringly, and you looked up at him to softly ask, “Can we go now? Please?”
Sam pulled you in close for a second and kissed the top of your head, he knew that no matter how many times they saw things like this it was never easy. When it became easy was when you lost your humanity. The two of you composed yourselves and then went back out to the front, stopping briefly to get some files from the officer there before returning to Dean and the Impala. Sam told him the deal, ghost and what not, and you flopped down into your usual place in the back seat.
Now recovered enough to speak clearly, Dean leaned in the open window to look at you as he worried, “You ok there, princess?”
“Yup."
Outside, Sam bent to tie his shoe before walking around the back of the Impala and getting in the passenger seat. Seeing that you didn't want to share, Dean started up the car and drove back in the direction of the motel, getting only a couple of blocks before there as a loud bang from under the back of the Impala that caused him to swerve and then pull off the road. Wide eyed, he hurled himself out the door to see what was wrong with his baby. You moved to follow him but Sam grabbed you arm to stop you and when you turned there was a wide smile on his face. Just then, you realized Sam had done something devious to cause this and leaned back into the seat with a soft chuckle to watch Dean storm around behind the Impala waving his hands.
After a few minutes, he returned to the wheel, scarily calm, “Which one of you put a condom over the exhaust pipe?”
You and Sam let out the laughter you had be holding in as he looked between the two of you and you raised a finger to point at Sam. Dean looked like he was going to explode and Sam held his hands up in defense, “You started it with the water this morning. Seriously, dude, dumb move. Now you get to have both of us pranking you.”
“You messed with my baby,” Dean roared, punching Sam in the arm. You and Sam dissolved into laughter again and Sam looked back at you with a mischievous glint in his eye, “So worth it.”
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Dean pulled the impala up to the police station where Cas was being held, both boys straightening their ties. You got out of the back, conspicuous in your jeans and leather jacket rather than a monkey suit like Sam and Dean were wearing. You watched Dean pop the trunk, tossing Sam a fake federal id and taking one himself.
“Give us ten minutes, (yn), and we’ll be back out with Cas.” Dean told you, heading inside. You rolled your eyes, leaning against the impala as both guys went in.
A few minutes later, Sam and Dean came back out,
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"Ok I believe I got everything you might need. What do you want more?" Bobby said turning to look down at your little child form.
You paused for a moment thinking what you might need for the time you would be living at Bobby's place "I got your colors as well as your book with pages for drawing. I also took your blanket and little pillow along with your teddy bear and little jacket, in case you get cold. You think you're ok with those?" he asked you and you nodded your small head; as those were all the things you needed.
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I'm pretty happy with this chapter. It's a good mix of serious and prank fun.
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YAY! Sammy kiss... even if it's platonic, I have my hopes #Samgirl lol