You're Such a Girl!

A/N: So far it looks like people are interested in this fic so here is another chapter. The siblings are learning a little more about each other and trying to shake the darkness tailing them. Thanks again to Berryblue_girl for all her help and listening to me babble about ideas and reading through to let me know if I completely suck. You kickass, babygirl.

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Chapter 2

The dark vehicle ate up the miles of road with a frightening rumble. In the front seat the two assassins scanned for their prey. Blowing smoke out through clenched teeth the driver flicked the butt out the window.

"The cavalry has arrived." He sounded bitter. The passenger snorted and slammed the large knife he had been holding into the dashboard.

"Just makes for easy pickings." he replied and then brought his fingers to his temples. "Let me see if I can pinpoint them. I would love to begin the 'interrogation' now that there will be an audience." he grinned like a shark, the piercing in his bottom lip clinking against his white teeth.

"Yeah." the driver smirked with filthy emphasis in his voice. "I can just see you working them over, Baby." he said and licked his lips as his eyes traveled over his passenger.

"Cool your jets. Let me find them before you start creaming your jeans over it." the passanger snarked and closed his eyes.

The zipping sensation whipped through him and in his mind's eye he looked down from above. Above like an airplane. looking down on the land and then zooming in fast.

The lights of a town flickering around him until they coalesced into the red and white sign over a truck-stop gas station in the middle of southern New Mexico.

Four figures standing around a car came into view and a sinister chuckle slipped from his lips.

"Gotcha." He hissed and blinked open his eyes. Looking to the driver he nodded his head. "So close, step on it." The driver's only response was pressing his heavily booted foot to the floor and yanking his passenger into a hard brutal kiss..

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Sam and Sami went into the store while Dee filled the tank. Dean sauntered into the restroom and took care of business. Coming back out a few minutes later, he walked back to the car. Glancing at the store he caught sight of the pair as they gathered up snacks and drinks for the road. Shaking his head at how at ease they seemed already, he came around the back of the car and looked at Dee.

She was slouched back against the Impala while she watched the numbers roll by on the pump. He could see her more clearly in the bright lights. She did look like him but softer. Her jaw was more rounded and her brows less sharp. He let his eyes travel over her form. Slim and toned yet still curved in all the right places. He couldn't help the smug sense of satisfaction. He was hot no matter what gender.

His gaze fell on the silver buckle of her belt. It was round and shined brightly. Engraved into the surface was a meticulously etched devil's trap. A bark of laughter slipped out and her jade eyes snapped to him with a familiar arched brow.

"Something amusing?" she rasped and pulled the hose from the car to put it back on the pump. Dean smiled wickedly and shrugged.

"Just admiring your belt buckle." he said and watched her face slip into an identical wicked smile.

"Yeah well it helps to give fair warning sometimes, right?" she replied and then stuffed the receipt into her pocket. The return of their siblings halted any further conversation. The pair were clutching bags and laughing at something.

"Right? Doesn't that make you just want to scream?" Sami asked and giggled. They stopped to look at their siblings and both faces sobered suddenly. Dean looked distrustful.

"What makes you want to scream?" he asked and both Sam and Sami shook their heads, mirror images of feigned innocence.

"Nothing." they said in unison. Dee made a rude noise.

"Yeah. Why don't I buy that?" she asked and then yanked open her door. "Come on, we are over our time." The words made them all suddenly shiver.

Sam felt a strange sensation of vertigo wash over him for a second. Sami looked sympathetic. She pushed the bags into the car and then helped Sam.

"It'll pass. Means they found us." she whispered and the closed the door for him. Hopping into the front as Dee revved the engine, Sami looked back at the brothers. "We gotta move so just chill back there and let us lose them." She spoke firmly but there was clearly worry in her voice.

They soon gained the highwway and the purr of the Impala had them all feeling a little more safe. Sami drew a bottle of Mtn. Dew out of the bag and handed it over to her sister. Dee took it with a crooked smile of thanks and then cracked the top to take a long pull. Sami shook her head and opened her own water to do the same.

Sam felt a lot better now they they were moving. The vertigo sensation went away after a while but there was still a tickling in the back of his mind. Like he was being watched. Shaking it off he dug into the bag and handed Dean his share of the drinks and snacks. Amused that his brother and Dee both got highly caffeinated soft drinks while he and Sami went for water and juice.

After wetting his whistle Dean leaned back into the leather and sighed.

"So where are we running?" he asked and caught Dee's eyes in the rearview. Sami turned to them and smiled brightly.

"South Dakota." she said simply. Sam and Dean exchanged a knowing glance.

"Bobby Singer's." Sam said. Sami and Dee cracked up and then collected themselves. Sami gave them a apologetic look.

"Sorry, it's going to be weird making all these connections. I guess Bobby is who you know in your reality." she said and her intelligent hazel eyes sparkled. "But I am pretty sure if you called Robbie that she would fill your ass with buckshot." she giggled and Dee nodded.

"Yep, She doesn't let anyone call her Bobby." the girl quirked a brow. "I never asked her why though. May have to do that." She shrugged and focused on the road. Sami shook her head.

"I am not gonna patch you up so make sure you really want to do it." the younger sister advised and then leaned back against the door. Her gaze traveled over the brothers and she looked thoughtful.

Sam smirked and returned the silent appraisal. Dean pondered the information and tried his hardest to picture a female version of Bobby but it just wasn't looking anything but scary. They fell into a soft rolling conversation about the people they knew and the differences between them here and there. The stories punctuated by snark from both Dee and Dean.

The brothers were stunned at the recitation of how the girls lost their father Martin on that fateful night in the nursery. Their mother Joan had raised them on the run, in the life of hunting. When Sami talked about Joan's death, Dee seemed to grip the wheel tighter and her jaw clenched. Sami's eyes glanced at her sister many times and there was something heavy between them. The brothers had a very good idea of what it was, there was something very much the same between them.

The somber feeling that went through the car became too much for Dee and she turned on the radio. The loud guitars shattered the silence and made both younger siblings wince and roll their eyes. Dean grinned and tapped out the beat on the seat before him until Dee snapped to 'cut it the fuck out'.

The miles passed in a blur and soon the younger members drifted off to sleep leaving Dee driving with the music turned low and Dean staring out the window into the passing scenery.

"Who do you think it is?" he asked and leaned up on the seat next to Dee. She glanced at him for second and then looked back at the road. Her shoulders were tense and she gripped the wheel hard.

"I don't know. We've never seen them but you can feel when they get close. Sami feels it first. When they get really close I can too." she said her voice tight and angry. Dean tapped the seat with his fingers as he thought.

"So they have a connection to us then." he surmised and then leaned back once more. She watched him in the rearview as he thought it over. Her chance to study him wasn't wasted.

She noted his expression and the language of his body while he worked through the puzzle they had been fighting for a week now. She could see he was attractive enough. He seemed to be honest, to a point. But truth be told, Dee didn't really trust men of any sort.

True she felt that Allen and Joe Harvelle were like family but they were exceptions to the rule. Dee Winchester was not sure how she felt about these two men that were thrust into their life. Male counterparts or not, she wasn't about to let her guard down just yet, if at all.

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The morning sunlight was just about blinding when Dee finally pulled off the highway and into a diner. She turned off the car and roused the passengers.

"Come on, let's get some grub and then you can take a turn driving." she said to her sister and then motioned for Sami to wake the brothers. Once they were all awake they filed into the diner and found a table.

Seated across from the brothers Dee couldn't avoid Dean's inquisitive stare any longer. She huffed under her breath and looked at the menu. Dean was curious and amused by her reluctance to meet his eye. Sam was observing his brother and the other woman. Looking to Sami, he gave her a knowing look and the hid twin smiles.

It was almost frightening how quickly they had fallen into a comfortable understanding. If Sam thought too hard about it it made his heart thump in a weird way.

She was a shy and sweet natured girl, from what he had seen so far. There was a deep thread of pain that he could sense in her. It echoed his own. The empathy between them was almost palpable. It was sort of relieving and terrifying to meet someone who understood him so well.

They ordered their breakfast. When the waitress came back to the table to fill their coffee cups, she was flummoxed by the matching flirty grins from both sides of the table. Two pair of moss green eyes looked up at her with charm making her face color. She got flustered and had to leave quickly.

Dee glared at Dean and he returned the look.Sam couldn't hold back the laugh that came out.

"Oh my God, I cannot believe I lived to see it." he chuckled and noticed Sami laughing as well. Dean scowled at his brother before turning his eyes back to Dee.

"You were hitting on our waitress." he said in a low tone. She gave him a 'well duh' look and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Damn right, she's a hottie." she huffed and glared at him. Dean was stunned for a beat.

"You're into chicks?" he asked sounding a little bewildered and hopeful at the same time. Dee rolled her eyes and gave him a hard stare.

"Yeah, I am. Ya got a problem with that?" she challenged. Dean bit back a grin and held up his hands.

"Nope, no problem here." he agreed and shot his brother an excited look. Sam groaned and shook his head.

"Dean, Porn..." he held his hand on one side. "Reality." he held his other hand up. Dean gave a cocky smirk and leaned back in his chair.

"This ain't our reality, Sammy."