USA

Queen hummed softly through the speakers, only interrupted by the tapping on the steering wheel. Green eyes glanced back at Sammy who was sleeping beside him. Welcome to St. Louis, the oversized green and white street sign read as the impala rolled into St. Louis, Missouri. It was good to have Sammy back, and deep down he was glad Sammy had the chance of a normal life, while it lasted. But this whole going back to help his friends, this wasn't a good idea.

Sam has to let go his old life, it was a temporary gift. His friends were friends once, but that had to end. Lying is the base of his relationships now, to everyone except his family, and Dad needs him, he needs them. Okay, nap time over. Dean turned the volume dial up just as the rift began and sang to Princes of the Universe on the top of his lungs. Sammy's reaction was priceless, man how he missed his goofy face.

"So this Becky chic, she hot?"

Sam lightly twitched in his sleep until a sudden blast of loud music jolted the younger brother awake. He sat up in his seat quickly as he gave his brother a slightly irritated look like he normally did. Sam turned the classic rock music that his brother always had playing down so he could actually speak at a normal level. "So this Becky chic, she hot?" Sam rolled his eyes, that wasn’t an unusual remark for his brother to make, he didn’t bother answering. Sam watched out the window as they pulled up to the address that would be Becky’s house. Sam knocked on the door a pretty blonde answered. “Hey Becky” Sam smiled as the girl hugged him “It’s Rebecca.” She smiled as they made their way inside the large and very expensive house. Dean of course already turning on his charm.

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Finch sat at the bar as the alcohol burned down her throat, she had managed to her the girls sob story already about how her brother couldn’t have done it unless he was in two places at once, that struck a chord in her, she knew exactly what was going on and she’d have to be extra careful not to draw attention to herself. When it came to killing other shape shifters, it didn’t bother her all that much, especially one who was killing innocent people. She sighed at the thought as she got up from the bar and made her way to the crime scene, if she couldn’t sneak in, she’d simply take the form of a police officer, she thought to herself as watched the people who passed anyone of them could be the other shape shifter.

The sun shown brightly despite the time. Dean loves his brother but really...5:30 in the morning? He sipped on his black coffee while listening to his brother try to make heads and tails of a dead end. Then, as if Sammy's voice this early in the morning wasn't annoying enough a siren roared by. A quick glance between the two brothers was shared and a whole conversation in silence had been had.

They pulled up to the crowd and exited the car, blending in with the on-lookers. Well, I'll be damned, looks like Sammy is right. This is our kind of gig. The kid was probably following through on his lead of a speedy rear exit. Dean ran round the corner, solidifying Sam's beliefs on this being supernatural. It all seemed to point at one possible explanation, a shapeshifter of some sort.

OOC: I don't know how fast to facilitate this or when the characters should meet.