"Ali, time to wake up." Dean said as he pushed the hair out of my face. I slightly opened my eyes and smiled when I saw Dean there.
"Two more minutes." I said.
"Nope, time to get up." he said as he kissed my forehead.
"Why?" I pouted.
"Because I found a case and we gotta go." Sam said from the other side of the room. I shot up and looked at him.
"There is no privacy in this life." I said.
"I gave you two three hours of privacy last night." Sam said. I smiled.
"Thanks Sammy." I said.
"Go get ready please." Sam said. I yawned and stretched.
"Fine." I said. I leaned over and kissed Dean. I skipped off to the bathroom.
"You're both lucky I like you two so much." Sam said.
We left and made it to the prison. We were talking with the man that killed his wife.
"Why does the PD keep sending you guys? I already said I don't want a Lawyer." he asked.
"They're lining up the firing squad." I said.
"I'm pleading guilty." he said.
"All right, look, you don't want us to represent you, that's fine. In fact it's probably not a bad idea, between you and me. We just wanna understand what happened, that's all." Dean said.
"Mr Benson. Please." Sam said.
"What happened was, I killed my wife. You wanna know why? Because she made plans without asking me." he said.
"Now when it happened, how did you feel? Disoriented, out of control?" I asked.
"Like something possessed you to do it?" Dean asked.
"I knew exactly what I was doing. I was crystal clear." he said.
"Then why'd you do it?" Dean asked.
"I don't know. I loved her. We were happy." he said. Dean pulled out some papers and placed them on the table.
"Nine G's. That's a hefty bill." Dean said.
"Where did you get that?" he asked.
"Doesn't matter. We have it. See, certain charges, ones you don't want the missus to know...they show up under shady names like 'M & C Entertainment'." I said.
"I don't know what you're talking about." he said.
"Like dropping plastic at a nudie bar for instance." Dean said.
"We just wanna know the truth, Mr Benson." Sam said.
"Her name was Jasmine." he said.
"She was a stripper?" I asked.
"Dude, her name was Jasmine." Dean said.
"I didn't mean for it to happen, I don't like to go to strip bars. My buddy was having a bachelor party, and there she was." he explained.
"Jasmine." Sam clarified.
"She came right up to me. And...I dunno, she was just...perfect. Everything that I wanted." he said.
"Well you pay enough and anybody will be anything." I said.
"It wasn't about the money. It wasn't even about the sex. It was...I dunno. I...I don't know what it was. It's hard to explain." he said.
"And your wife found out?" Sam asked.
"No, she never had a clue." he said.
"Then why'd you kill her?" I asked.
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Broken Promises - SPN 4
FanfictionAli had to adjust to life without Dean. She began hunting on her own. Four Months pass. She walks into Bobby's house to Dean. Little did she know, this was a step towards everything they knew changing. ...
