Selina Winchester (Supernatural Season 2) (Supernatural Fanfic)

The Usual Suspects

"Thought you might be thirsty," a woman told me as she placed a coffee cup on the table.

"Okay, so you're the good cop. Where's the bad cop?" I asked

"He's interrogating your kidnappers,"

"They're not...they're my brothers...what happened before was a misunderstanding, it wasn't Dean,"

"I understand this might be hard for you..."

"Why are you holding us?" I questioned her

"We're not holding you, we're waiting for children's services..." A couple of lights flickered as I calmed myself down

"And Sam and Dean?"

"Well, Dean's being held on suspicion of murder. And Sam, we'll see,"

"Murder?!"

"You sound genuinely surprised,"

"Who was he supposed to have murdered?!"

"We'll get around to that," she looked at me "We ran Dean's fingerprints through AFIS,"

"Okay,"

"Got over a dozen possible hits."

I looked at her confused

"We also ran yours..."

I finally looked her in the eyes, hoping by some chance she held the key to my past

"You seem like a good kid. Right now detectives in St. Louis are exhuming a corpse. They're trying to figure out how Dean faked his own death. After torturing all those young women, you included. Dean's a bad guy. His life is over,"

"You want me to turn against them..." I reasoned

"We already caught him cold. Red-handed at the Karen Giles murder scene. We just need you to fill in some missing pieces,"

"Why would I do that?"

"Because I can ensure child services puts you in a good foster home,"

I sighed "Their dad and Tony Giles were old friends. They were in the service together. The boys have known him since they were kids, you know? So we came as soon as we heard about his death,"

***

I was sitting with Dean at the café, I was quiet after losing the friendship of Jo, who I considered as an older sister.

Sam sat down with three coffees, but I didn't touch mine.

I knew the two were worried about me, but I didn't say anything, Dean was the first to break the silence

"Anthony Giles," Dean said

"Who's Anthony Giles?" Sam questioned

"He's a Baltimore lawyer. Working late in his office, check it out,"

"Uh...throat was slit, the room was clean. Huh. No DNA, no prints,"

I finally perked up a bit hearing the impossibleness of the case

"Keep reading, it gets better," Dean said as he noticed my shift in attitude

"Security cameras failed to capture footage of the assailant," Sam read

"So I'm thinking either somebody tampered with the tapes..."

"Or it's an invisible killer,"

Dean ruffled my hair "My favorite kind." He looked at me "What do you think, Scully? You wanna check it out?"

"I'm not Scully," I told him