Falling for the Job (Supernatural FanFic)

Chapter 2

**Present Time**

It's been a few months since I did the deal with Crowley and I haven't found the Winchesters. These guys really know how to cover their track. I start making calls again to see if anyone knew about them. After a few minutes, Crowley appears in front of me and I jumped surprised at his appearance.

"Why are you here... again?" I tilt my head up from my laptop to look at him.

"Did you find them?" Crowley said ignoring my question.

"No. Why? Do you know where they are?" I said with dead serious look on my face.

"No, but I may know someone who does, just give me a few minutes and I'll send someone to tell you where they are." he said and disappeared. I went back to the phone calls.

When finally my boredom and hunger grew I decided to go to the nearest diner. I got to the diner, parked the car, and went inside to sit in the booth. The waitress soon came and took my order. I took out my phone and started searching for more information. Until...

"Dean, I told you I think this is our type of case." I hear the guy, that just entered the restaurant say. I turned around to see if their were the ones I was looking for. They sat in the booth next to mine.

I waited for them to finish their food and get into their car. I got up paid for my food and carefully followed them in my car.

----Dean's POV----

"Dean, I think there's someone following us" Sam said looking to the back of Baby.

"By who?" I said giving a glance to the back.

"I don't know."

"Well, how do you know someone is following us?" I yelled at him.

"I don't know, how I know I just know alright. Take a left." Sam ordered and I took it.

----Camille's POV----

I lost them. Now, I have to start looking for them again... At least, I know I'm close. I went to a motel, checked in, and went to the car to get my bag, but someone or something pressed me to my car.

"Why were you following us?" a hot raspy voice said to me from behind me. I turned my face to see who it was and recognized them instantly. I cursed under my breath that they taught me how to fight but not how to spy on people, like seriously.

"I wasn't following you." I turned around and saw two guys. One of them was tall with brown, shaggy hair and the other one was short with dirty blonde, short hair that looked like brown. They were both are good looking I'll give them that. If I didn't know better I wouldn't know they were the Winchesters, the ones I've been looking for months now, but I wasn't sure who was Dean and who was Sam.

"Yes, you were now going to tell us why?" the tall one said.

I stared at them for a moment before kicking the short one in between his legs, making sure he wouldn't be able to walk or run again, and punched the other one 2 times on the face then a kick in the stomach. They were on the floor, I grabbed my bag from the floor and went running like a 5 year old to my room.

I took a shower and went to bed. It was like 1 am, before I could even close my eyes, I felt my door opening slowly. I grabbed my knife; I always put under my pillow. I waited for the footsteps to come closer and turned around and cut someone. I turned on the lamp, grabbed my gun, and pointed to the guys in front of me. I see the tall one held his hands up in surrender and the short one was on the floor with a hand in his face. I sigh, stood up put the gun and knife down, and looked for the first aid kit that I always carry in my bag.

"Come on sit down." I sat down on the bed and patted for him to sit beside me. He looked surprised but still did as I said.

"You think I'm going to sit down beside you after you kicked me and now cut my face?!" The small one said. I gave him a don't-be-such-a-baby-and-come-sit-down look mixed with a stern look and he came. After I cleaned his wound and patched him up. I asked them for their names.

"My name is Dean and thats my little brother, Sam." The short one said

"Nice to meet you. I'm Camille" My eyes locked with Dean's green ones.

"So.. umm.. Camille where did you learn to fight like that?" Sam asked after he cleared his throat. I diverted my gaze to Sam.

"Well a friend of my dad" I whispered the last part.

"Hell he taught you well that kick hurt like a b-" Dean said beside me.

"Yeah, he did" I smiled remembering the cool times I spend with Drake, becuase beside of him teaching me how to fight, he also taught me other things, if you know what I mean. I felt Dean's emerald, green eyes on me that's when I got nervous and self-conscious, and decided to break the silence and get this over with. "Sorry if I'm being rude or anything, but I want to get some rest so can you please..." I said gesturing them to leave.

"Yeah... sorry... goodnight." Sam said pushing Dean, who was carefully observing me.

"Yeah, goodnight, see ya later, I guess." I said fixing my hair to the back.

"Yeah see ya, Camille." Dean said with a smirk on his face. When they left I let out a huge breath that I didn't knew I was holding. I laid down and tried to sleep because tomorrow was going to be a long day now since I'll probably be seeing those two.

----Sam's POV----

We left Camille's room and went to ours. She was nice enough to clean the cut she made on Dean's face and not calling the police. That's another thing about her, where did she learned how to fight like that, she didn't see Dean was near her; it was dark, not even I knew he was so close to her. I'm not going to believe that crap that her dad's friend taught her. Even if that guy did, who was he and her dad.

"Sammy... Sammy..." Dean said waving his hand in front of my face.

"What?" I snapped at him.

"Good you're back from planet Sam. So what do you think bout Camille over there?" Dean asked nervously.

"Something about her is off." I said getting ready to go to sleep.

"Like what? The fact that she is.." He said.

"She is what, Dean?" I asked now I know for a fact that he is hiding something.

"Nothing forget it." He sounded like if I asked one more time he'll get pissed so I left it alone and we went to sleep.