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Dean looked in the back of the house. He found a huge but dusty kitchen with an buzzing fridge in one Corner. The dark, heavey curtains kept the light out and Dean ran accidently into the Long dinner table. His knee thanked him for that. Cursing inwardly, the hunter moved on. There was obviously nothing and nobody here. Dean wanted to see if Eileen found something  but couldn't spot her. Sneaking through the rooms and hallways, Dean got a pretty good Picture of the planning of the house but no Eileen. He tried to text her but she didn't relpy. Maybe she went upstairs? Maybe she got caught.

With a pounding heart and the gun in his Hand, Dean opened the last door he could find. It was hidden behind a teribble old fashioned tapestry and the lock was broken.

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"Lets see if your girlfriend is more cooperative than you, Samuel" The blond Lady said to the cuffed couple infront of her. Sam didn't answer. His lips would be shut like in he last days. First he tried snappy comments but all he got as a reward were electro Shocks and bruises. Even when she didn't look like it, that woman knew how to handle a weapon.

Now, the Lady with the brithish Accent walked up and down in room, going through some papers in her Hands. Her heels made an abnorm loud Sound on the cold ground as she walked by Sam and Eileen, who were cuffed on two chairs next to eachother.

"I guess you are a befriened hunter, somebody who had the pleasure to meet the Winchesters accidentally. If you are, you have to fear no harm. We are hunters too and respect our colleagues. But if you're involved into the huge dramatic disaster, we must deal with the consequences." She sighed, turned to face Eileen and smiled. A small, cold smile.

"My Name is Toni. And you are?" she said nearly friendly but Eileen didn't respond. She looked her cold in her eye and kept her mouth shut. It didn't impress Toni.

"I don't think that you're bad. Maybe you are a victim. A good hunter who wants to do good in her life. On the other Hand you just tried to free a dangerous man, a murderer, who did more harm than good. Did you know what this man and his brother did? All their crimes, their mistakes? No?" Toni chitchatted. Eileens eyes widened for a second and turned to Sam, who kept his eyes on the woman infront of him. His lips tremebled and his brow frowned. Eileens eyes wandered from Sam to Toni, who sat down on an empty chair.

"the gates of hell, Lucifer, the apocalypse, befriending demons, the darkness. Yes, we know what happened. We know how uncontrolled you were. But now we're here to redress." she smiled again like a mother who would help her child to get out of Trouble. But her eyes didn't smile. Her eyes were still cold.

"So?" she adressed Eileen again. "you don't want to talk to me? I'm not the villain here, you know. We just try to clean the mess the Winchesteres left behind them like a dirty trail. Maybe you can tell me were his brother, Dean, is. Sam said that he is dead. I don't believe it. I believe he wants to cover him, so be a good Girl and tell me" 

Sam flinched under the Name of his brother. He doesn't know  Eileen realized. He still doesn't know. But it wasn't quite the right Moment to blurb out that Dean was indeed alive and actually right in the same house. Somewhere. Hopefully.

When Eileen still didn't say a word, Toni sighed and stood up. She stopped in front of Eileens face, kneeling down, so they were eye to eye. "So who are you and what is your conection to the Winchesters?" she asked quitly. She had not to speak louder, her face was inches away from Eileens, eyeballing her. But Eileen didn't speak. Faster than Sam could watch, she banged her head against Tonis and made the british woman fall to the ground. Slowly, rubbing her forhead, Toni got up.

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