A Shapeshifter Isn't an Alibi • Supernatural

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"Do you have to go?" Jess mumbled, and held on tighter to his waist. "Sam it's too early for awake time" she looking up into his green-brown eyes.

Sam Winchester smiled broadly and kissed his fiancé's forehead trying to ease out of the couple's bed "you know I have to or I might as well hand in my resignation now, I've been late too many times already".

"But you're a big shot lawyer Sammy, you don't take shit from anybody" Jess said, pouting her plump lips as she attempted to be angry at him.

Sam laughed at her antics before shaking his head "even big shot lawyers have bosses who can fire people" he said, in his low and grumbling morning voice and then launched off of the bed, causing Jess to let out a moody whine.

"Come on" Sam said walking into the bathroom barefoot "you need to get to the school soon anyway, you've been waiting for another teaching job for months" he smirked as he heard Jess groan loudly and turned the shower tap on.

His eyes trailed to the closed window by the sink, spotting the traces of the old salt grains that used to run along the rims of every window in the house.

Sam let out a sad sigh as the memories started to dig at him once again, the shallow feeling of loss, itching in the bottom of his stomach.

He ran a hand through his long brown hair before stepping into the steaming shower, letting the hot water burn his skin as her sniffed quietly, blinking away at the tears that were threatening to build up in corners of his eyes.

He remembered the day that he left like it was yesterday even though it was almost 15 years ago, the angry voice of his father and the sad look in Dean's bright green eyes.

Dean.

He called a few times during the first few days at Stanford, trying to apologise on John Winchester's behalf, but after that the calls stopped and the numbers he knew were changed.

Sam never tried to connect to anyone after that, he lost contact with his family completely, he tried so hard through the years to forget, to move on to try and have a normal life.

But knowing what's out there, the unnatural things that crawled in the night, the creatures that children had nightmares about, life would never be normal for him ever again.

Sam washed his face in the water, wiping away all of the memories of his former family and willed himself to focus on the task ahead.

He had a case, an important case.

A man in his mid-thirties, with three-counts of murder, robbery and credit card theft.

Being as young as Sam was, he was usually left with the cases that no body wanted or cared for, this was his first ever murder case and he couldn't help be excited.

He jumped out into the biting cold air and quickly got dressed into his smartest suit as Jess fixed her hair into a low-bun, dressing in the pencil skirt and white shirt that she wore to work.

She walked over to her fiancé who was twisting his tie around his neck, his eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration as managed to tie it...backwards.

Jess let out a giggle as Sam stuck out his bottom pathetically into the mirror, looking at her through the reflection, she rolled her hazel eyes with a grin before tying the tie the right way around and tightening it snuggly into Sam's neck.

He smiled and wrapped his arms around Jess's waist leaning down to bury his face into her hair "what would I do with out you?" he mumbled lovingly.

"Crash and burn" Jess whispered rocking them back and forth.

"I have to go" Sam said quickly kissing her on the forehead and weaving around her to pick up his briefcase "I'll tell you about the case tonight, wish me luck."

Jess stepped forward as Sam leaned out of their apartment door way and connected their lips in a long and loving kiss "you won't need it Sammy, you got this" she grinned at him.

He looked at her with a longing expression before his gaze ravelled down to the large watch in his wrist "Oh God...I need to go, love you!" he shouted behind him as he walked quickly into the steel elevator.

Jess waved from the door with a grin "Love you more!" she said blowing him a kiss.

>>>

"He's a cold-blooded murderer" the police officer said handing Sam the stacked up files in his hands, "he was transported here this morning, watch out he's got a mouth on him."

Sam looked up with wide eyes and nodded swallowing nervously "here's the mug shots'' he said handing him a folder which he didn't care to open yet.

The man was quite short around 5'8 with a big grey beard and flecks of greyed greasy hair slipping out of his hat, "is he secured yet?" Sam asked flipping through the various files filled with blurry security camera shots that couldn't be made out and a few facial recognition sketches by witnesses, each looking different from the last.

"So are you going to tell me your real name or are you going to keep lying?" he heard from the next room in a loud and angry voice, before he heard another voice "I told you it's Nugent, Ted Nu-".

Sam cut his focus on the voices in the next room, keeping his attention on the information in front of him.

"The detective's just interrogating him now" Sam's head snapped up his expression became firm and he pushed past the officer, "Hey Buddy!" the officer yelled trying to catch up with him as Sam heard a smashing sound, causing him to walk even faster "Hey you can't go in there!"

Sam ignored the man and slammed open the door, his head in his files as he walked up to the Detective who had gone red in the face with frustration, his black hair looked ruffled as if a hand had been run through it too many times, he had stubble lining his jaw and was wiping split coffee off of his tie, with a furious expression on his face.

He let out a quick breath when he found his paperwork and placed it on the table in front of the man with an angry expression, noticing the broken coffee mug on the table the brown liquid coating most of the table and all over the Detective's shirt, "there is to be no interrogating until I talk to my client about his case-".

Sam froze, his gaze finally meeting his long awaited client, his stomach dropped to his feet as his mouth fell open in shock at the familiar smug looking face grinning up at him.

"Hiya Sammy"

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Whassup Bitches!?🖖🏼

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New book can I get an HEY ASSBUT-

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