Sunlight ¥ Dean Winchester [1]

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Dean looked at the woman and shook his head. A smile creeping it's way onto his lips as he watched Jessica sleep.

"Yeah, I've had a rough day too." Dean placed his bag down onto a chair and climbed into bed. He lightly kissed Jessica's forehead. "Goodnight Jess." Then, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

~<•>~

Jessica slowly opened her eyes and stretched. When she turned over to say good morning to Dean, he was gone.

"Dean?" Jessica slowly sat up. She received no answer. But, she did hear someone singing in the bathroom.

Jessica chuckled and made her way to the bathroom. "Hey!" Jessica yelled over the running water from the shower.

"Oh, Geez." Dean yelped in surprise. "Don't do that, I could've slipped!"

Jessica laughed.

"Hurry up, we have to be at the coroner's office in about thirty minutes."

"Okay okay." Dean began to sing again.

Jessica shook her head and smiled. "That man is so weird."

"I heard that!" Dean yelled from the bathroom. Jessica couldn't help but laugh again.

~<•>~

"Agents," the Doctor looked at the three. "I'm so glad to see you."

"Really?" Jessica coked a brow. "Why's that?"

"Well, I was hoping you could tell me something about this." The doctor pulled out a females body. Only her head could be seen.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked.

"Well," the doctor lifted the sheet off of the woman's chest. "She came in here with only deep cuts. But when I came to check on her this morning, her heart was missing."

Sam and Dean looked at each other. They knew what they were up against.

"Alright, thank you. Would you mind giving us a few minutes alone?"

The doctor nodded his head and left the room.

"What are we dealing with?" Jessica asked.

"A werewolf." Dean sighed. He looked back to the woman on the metal table. "What's her name?"

"Hazel Martin." Sam sighed. "She's nineteen and a sophomore in college."

"The university of Nevada?" Dean asked.

"Yup." Sam popped the "P".

"Well, guess we're going over to the university of Nevada." Dean sighed.

~<•>~

"How can I help you folks?" The three had walked into the Deans office.

"We're FBI." All three flashed their badges.

"Oh no," the Dean sighed. "What did Eric do now? Did he set the lunch room on fire again?"

All three looked at the woman weirdly. "We're not here about an Eric." Jessica said. "We're here about a woman named Hazel Martin."

The Dean opened her mouth to say something when another woman spoke up.

"Hazel?" A girl handling papers at a desk was now standing. Her long dirty blond hair was put into a messy bun. "What happened to Hazel?"

"Do you know her?" Jessica asked the woman.

The woman nodded her head and stepped towards the three. "We're best friends." The woman looked at the three and hugged her chest. "Is she alright?"

Sam sighed. "She was found dead yesterday."

The woman gasped and held her hands up to her mouth. "Oh my god."

"What's your name?" Sam asked.

The girl sniffed and wiped at her eyes. "Avaline Marie. But my friends call me Ava."

"Alright, Ava. We're gonna have to ask you a few questions about Hazel."

Ava nodded her head. "Okay."

Jessica pulled Dean to the side. "We should find whoever this killer is and quick. I have a bad feeling we're going to see more than just one body."

Dean nodded his head. "I agree, we should also keep our eyes on this girl." Dean pointed towards Ava. "She could be next."

Jessica sighed. "We can't exactly keep her in the motel room."

Suddenly, Dean's face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Oh god." Jessica groaned. "I hate that look."

"Guess what Jessica, you're about to go undercover as a college student." Dean smiled.

Jessica frowned. "Oh goody."