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ElenaMoriarty/Dean Winchester

"Hey! I was here first!"

"But we were called to do this case by someone particularly."

"And this is a personal case for me!"

"Guys," the giant stepped in between us.

The heated moment cooled and our eyes were on the long-brown haired man. Seeing his green eyes reminded me of someone, someone like...

"Are you two brothers?" I asked quickly.

"Yes, but that's not important right now," Agent "Harrison" said.

I took a step back to give the giant some distance and let him talk. Cute hamster crossed his arms and sighed in annoyance.

"I think it's pretty self-explanatory that we are all hunters, so why not," he looked at me then his brother, "Work together."

"But-"

"Dean-"

"We barely know her, Sam!"

"Standing right here?" I snapped and glared at Dean.

"Dean, I think we have a pretty good chance of getting rid of this spirit quickly with her helping. You did mention this was personal?" Sam asked as he faced towards me.

I nodded with my jaw clenched.

"Then it's settled," he proclaimed and grabbed the photos with Dean and I groaning. "Southern Woman Motel at nine tomorrow be there."

I sighed and watched fuming Dean walk away like a sad puppy behind his brother.

"Wait!" I said before they left, halfway through the door.

Their handsome heads turned and eyeing Dean, I declared, "The name is Elena."

"Sam, and this is my brother, Dean Winchester," Sam replied back with a nice smile.

I gave him a small nod and with raised eyebrow, my eyes looked at snarl-looking Dean. Looking forward to seeing the boys, especially Dean, I stated loudly as they began to close the door, "See you at nine, Dean!"

Later

Photos and witness statements scattered across a wooden table. The morning sunlight hit them through the motel window beside the table as us, hunters, began the search of the Woman in White.

"So Elena," asked Sam, "How long have you been a hunter?"

"About five years ago. My best friend was slaughtered by a nest of vampires and in the end, I finished them. It took two years to hunt down each one, but I felt like I had a duty to make them pay for what they had done," I replied with my mind reminding of the good times with her.

"I'm sorry about your friend," Sam said with a kind smile. I liked this guy already.

"Thanks. It means a lot," I said and bent my head down slightly to continue our work.

For two days, I had spent with the boys, continuing to work on this case. I had learned much about their lives and I began to grow close to them like they were brothers to me. Though, I did have mixed feelings for the eldest. My grudge on Dean was slowly going away, seeing he was a great guy, but just stubborn and stupid in some ways.

So far, we had found no suicides in this small southern town. This town was practically clean of any kind of sinister crime. The only recent knowledge that we had found was the car crash was nearby a park, which used to be a neighborhood during the civil war. But a fire had erupted in the neighborhood quickly and there were no survivors. Our knowledge was limited due to the burned documents or contracts of the house owners who lived the neighborhood.