He Knew To Much

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I stepped out of my car along with Bella at my side. I put my gun on the inside of my jacket and started walking over to the apartment building where Callie Collon's boyfriend should be.

I started towards the door when I heard a scream and I started running towards the room where it came from.

I saw a teenage girl on the floor crying. Bella ran up to her and pulled her into her arms so she would calm.

I grabbed my gun and walked into the room to see blood everywhere and Callie's boyfriend dead on the floor with his heart ripped out of his chest.

I looked around to see if there were any clues of what did this. Then my eyes met writing on the clear wall, 'He Knew To Much -Gale Jackson' I read. I gasped he was a ghost he can't leave to go to random places he has to stay in one place. This is very unusual...

"Bella look." I said as she walked into the room and gasped as she read the writing written in blood on the walls of the small room.

"That's not freaking possible!" Bella screamed at me. I nodded in agreement, as Bella saw the body she nearly screamed.

I heard police sirens and made sure I had my badge with me, lucky I did and I wouldn't have to explain why I was at a crime scene.

"Police freeze!" the men said pointing there gun at Bella and I.

"Slow down there wouldn't want to shot the FBI, now would we?" I said in a joking manner.

The men put the guns down and looked around the room. "What in bloody hell, happened here?" the British cop said while walking into the room.

He was actually really cute, and British, did I mention he was cute? "May I ask why you two beautiful FBI agents are here?" the man asked.

"We were assigned the disappearance of Callie Collson." I said in a flat tone. He looked at me like I was crazy.

" We don't even know what happened she could be somewhere in the middle of bloody nowhere getting drunk at a party. She a teenager..." the now annoying man said.

" Well how would you like to explain the fact that her boyfriend right here was with her when she disappeared and knows what happened but ends up being murdered the next day?" I said walking up to him with a smug smile.

"How do you know this was her boyfriend?" he said. I looked at him like he was stupid.

"With my FBI database, that's how." I said in a 'duh' tone. He rolled his eyes and walked closer and and started to speak.

"I would like to talk to your boss please." he said. I smiled and grabbed my card out of my back pocket.

"Be my guest!" I said handing him the card as he dialed the number to no other than... Bobby Singer. AKA my 'boss'.

~

Bobby's P.O.V

I was in the process of mixing my drink, that I was glad I made I was bound to have the Winchester boys over sooner or later. I needed the drink, trust me.

I was walking over to my couch when my damn FBI phone rang. 'why now?' I asked myself.

I got up and walked over to the phone and answered it.

"Hello this Randy Marshal from FBI Bureau Fieldhouse. How may I help you?" I said into the phone.

"Hello Agent Marshal, this is Kenny Locksmith and I was wondering about a case you sent two agents on." The man said.

"Oh really what case and what agents?" I said.

"The Callie Collson case..." he started.

"And agents Rose and Calla." I finished for him.

"Yes." He said.

"And what do you need to ask me... because yes they are there because she went missing and they plan on getting to the bottom of it. Now I have other cases to worry about so please goodbye and don't call again." I said before hanging the phone up.

I sighed and sat down on my couch with my drink. Finally peace and quiet.

"Hey Bobby we have a problem!" I heard no other then the damn Winchester boys scream from my front lawn.

'Can I ever have some damn peace and quiet?' I asked myself as the boys came rushing into the room.

"What could have possibly gone wrong now?" I asked the two boys in front of me.

"The boyfriend he's dead we went over to look at the scene and there were other hunters already there!" Sam spoke up.

"And it really sucks because if we have to kick those cute little asses of theirs, it's going to be hard to not get quickly distracted!" Dean said while grabbing a drink for himself and Sam.

God if only they knew they were talking about there own sisters. Yet the last thing I expected was for the two Winchester girls to walk into the room right after that...

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