Bobby's Daughter

Part 7

I left the room and hailed a taxi. I drove away from that part of my life.

A FEW MONTHS LATER

No sign of Bobby or the Winchesters in a few months. I lived on my own hunting and being a waitress at local diners. I was looking through the paper and found a article on a murder. I circled it and got into "my" car. After a couple of hours I checked into a motel in that town. I got dressed in a light blue button up and a black pencil skirt. I put my hair up in a professional bun and did my make up. I looked back in the mirror and I looked twenty when i was only like 16.

I grabbed a purse and packed a knife hidden under some papers. I drove to the police station. I walked in and headed to the front desk. They sent me into the captains room.

"Good afternoon Captain Jefferson," I said politely.

"How are you Agent Jacobs," he said smiling.

"Oh call me Lily," I said with a smile plastered on my face.

He explained the basics about the case.

"The body?" I asked.

"Down in the morgue. I would be glad to show you," he said.

"Thank you," I said.

We walked down and inspected the body. I found big bite marks. I recognized them as a werewolf.

"It's unusual," he said.

"I agree," I said. "Well thank you for the help. i can show myself out," i said walking up the stairs. I brushed past two guys in suits and went into town as the sun was setting.

A couple of hours of walking i saw a officer at a bar. I walked in and sat near him. He moved one seat closer to me. A bartender handed me a drink and pointed to him. I smiled.

"You're pretty. Do you know that?" he said and I blushed. "And smart."

"If I was smart I would have already finished this case," I said.

"Well the police think it's this group of people. They live on this farm," he said. "Oh I shouldn't be telling you this."

"It's fine, I understand," i said. "Have a good night." I got up and thought I saw Sam and Dean Winchester right outside the front door.

"No stay," I heard him say.

"OK," I said back to him. "I have this problem."

"What is it?" he asked.

"My ex and we had a nasty break up could you help me out," I asked.

"Sure of course," he said. He put his police coat on my shoulders and wrapped his arm around my waist. "To seem like we're a thing." He informed me.

We walked out the front and they both just stared at me. We walked around the corner. Out of sight.

"Thanks," I said before hurrying off.

I heard footsteps behind me. So i walked behind a building. I kicked off my nice heels and held them as I climbed to the roof.

I heard them talking but I couldn't make it out. I crawled to the other side of the building and climbed down. I hit a trashcan making a larger sound then I intended. I hurried down the street when someone caught my arm. Instinctively I went and hooked them across the face. He stumbled back and I prepared myself. Another guy grabbed my wrist and held it behind my back.

"Stop it, Jen," I heard one of them say.

"Who's Jen? I'm Lily Jacobs," I said as innocently as I could.

I saw Deans face. "Your a Singer."

"I sound like a dying rat when I sing. You must be mistaken," I said as scared as I could. Letting my eyes water.

"Just let's go," he said pulling me in the back of the Impala. My act was up.

They got to their motel and moved me inside.

"Sam watch her," Dean said. "I'm going to get some dinner."

He nodded and sat on the bed.

I looked around and sat in a chair by a table.

"I have to shower," Sam said.

"So have fun," I said. I looked back and he placed a cuff around my wrist and the arm of the chair I was sitting at. "Sam," I said upset. "Take this off."

"Later," he said walking into the bathroom.

I smiled at his stupidity. I quickly picked locked the cuff and grabbed one of Sam's belts. I hooked it up to the door and the heavy bed so Sam couldn't open the door. I put on my heels and let my hair down. I heard Sam start to bang on the door. I quickly left and went to my motel room which was the one directly to the right. I sat down being as quiet as I could.

I changed into sweatpants and a big shirt and fell asleep. In the morning I changed into a pink button up with a pencil skirt. I went to the station and Dean and Sam walked in right behind me. I went to the front desk.

"Good morning Agent Jacobs, Captain Jefferson is out so I will be bringing you down into the morgue," he said.

"Thank you, Officer Stevens," I said smiling as I followed him. I winked at Sam and Dean.

I saw the other victim and same as the last. I thanked him and left the station. They were waiting for me leaned up against the Impala.

"Get in," Dean said.

"I don't know you," I lied.

"Come on," Dean said. I shook my head no. "Sam do your thing."

"Jen please stop running from life. We care about you. Nick called us, he's worried about you," he said giving me the puppy dog eyes.

I looked down feeling bad. I have ignored his calls. "Fine." I said. "I'm listening."

"How did you get past the officer?" Dean asked.

"I pretended to be an agent, the thing that you said I couldn't do," I said.

"Alright we we're wrong but you also are wrong," Dean said.

"Who was that guy you walked out of the bar with?" Sam asked.

"An officer, I got information so I can finish this case," I said. "Now I must get my weapons." I said walking off but they followed me.

"You're going to get killed," Dean said.

"Who cares" I said. "Death is a part of life."

"We care," Sam said.

"So sweet but I'm going and killing these werewolves," I said.

"You can't take on more at once," Sam said. "You will die. We're coming."

I sighed and they followed me as I grabbed my silver bullets, and knife.

"Let's go kill some werewolves," I said.