Requested by: Mystical_NightOwl
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Hiro's PoV
After the man leaves, the woman leans back on the bike, her face void of emotion, the manilla envelope in her hand. I wonder what was in it? Whatever it was, it caused her change her tune.

"I still don't believe it's Smith." Leader shakes his head, casting a sidelong glance at me. I ignore him.

She looks just like her... I sigh and Kenny and Boss look at me in concern. She even has the same smile and the same beautiful mesmerizing eyes. "It's her."

"She's making a call." Takkun's voice brings me out of my thoughts. I look up and back at the monitor, which shows her up close with audio. "Why the hell can't I hack into her phone?" He growls, glaring at his computer screen.

"Hey Dean... Yea, yea... It went well... Listen, get Agent No-Fun-Whatsoever and your brother and come meet me... I have something you need to see..." She plays with the corner of the manilla envelope. "Yea. I can meet you at The Roadhouse. Ellen's been botherin' me about comin' over anyways... All right, see ya in about 10." She clicks the phone off and slips it back into her jacket pocket. She shakes her head, slightly smiling. "I swear to God if they are drunk by the time I get there, I'm gonna kill them." The envelope gets slid into a saddlebag.

She swings one leg on her bike and settles down. Damn that's hot. The helmet in one hand, she starts the bike, before turning around and looking dead at us, winking with a smirk and salute. She then slips on her helmet and takes off down the road. When did she become so bold?

"Damn." Leader watches as she pulls away.
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Jane's PoV
I take off down the road, smirking beneath my helmet. I wonder if they'll follow... They don't need to be involved in this.

After a short ride, I'm pulling into The Roadhouse parking lot, next to Baby, the black on black, leather interior '67 Impala that Dean would probably, let's be honest, die for.

I prop up on the hood after getting off my bike and text Dean.

I'm outside. You three still sober enough to process info?
-D.O.D

I briefly wonder if Takuto has been able to hack my phone. He shouldn't be able to if that system is working right.

On my way
-DW

Dean steps out and takes the place next to me. Baby has been backed in, so our backs are facing the roadhouse. "Hey Jay. What's up?"

"More than enough buttercup." He frowns at the nickname. "What? Don't like the name?" I smirk looking up at him.

"I think I preferred Pie-Boy. What's that?" He looks at the envelope. I hand it to him. When he opens it, he blanches and then composes himself.

The picture that is in there is Dean, Sam, and Cas. Through a rifle scope. The crosshairs are trained on Dean's head.

He opens his mouth to say something but I cut him off. "Get your brother and Agent Novak and take them to the bunker."

"Jane-"

"Dean don't argue with me. Apparently they know you guys are the ones appointed to the case. Take your ass to the bunker and stay put."

"Yea and what about you?" He looks angry. Dammit Dean! You're all in danger.

"I'm gonna try and get in and continue on. I still wanna nail this bastard like you do, but you guys need to stay hidden. Just hide out at the bunker for a few days. Please Dean. If not for your own safety then for your brother's." I plead with him, knowing I hit a heart string.

He turns away and sighs, nodding. "Alright...Alright."

"Thank you...You guys may want to go now. If Ellen asks, I had to go. I'll meet you guys at the bunker." I pat his shoulder once, and leave for my apartment.
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Crappy ending I know, but I plan on making this into a book. Although... It might not be the Winchesters and Novaks. I might use OCs.

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