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Nightmares...	By : OnyxWildcat Category: Supernatural > Het - Male/Female Views: 3632 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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[[Onyx's Note:: Well, finally got around to finishing this next installment. Would have posted it before I left a few days ago, but I was running out of the door at the time. Good thing too, gave me some time to think about it and when I got home today I looked it over, added some things and finished. It's twisted, and gives you a bit more insight on 'Cat's' character. And gives you some Dean action^_^ And on that note, I present Chapter Four!^_^ Enjoy!]

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Dean pulled up to an old, run down apartment complex, somewhere in Wilmington, just a city away from San Pedro, where he left Sam. Shutting off the engine, he got out, closed the door and approached a young man, around his late twenties with a Lakers hat on backwards.

�Hey Steve what�s up?� Dean exclaimed and gave the man a hug.

�You got here fast,� Steve chimed and looked over the Impala. �Surprised that thing hasn�t broken down.�

�You kiss your mother with that mouth?� Dean shot back in a playful tone and Steve laughed while giving Dean�s arm a smack. �What do we know about this Cat chick?�

�Well�� Steve trailed off and handed Dean a file folder with a few documents inside. �Aiden Catherine Harvey, goes by Cat. She�s 23, lives alone. Both parents dead, an older brother of six years but they don�t keep in touch. Something about him not liking how she lived her life and didn�t want to have anything to do with her.�

Dean skimmed through the pages and stopped when he spotted a picture of her standing on the beach. Her hand held in her jean pockets, black jacket, facing the ocean. �Ouch,� Dean exclaimed at the brother comment and looked up at Steve. �How�d her parents die?�

�Murdered, mutilated actually.� As Steve said this Dean flipped through a few more pages and found the crime scene photo�s of her parents�well, what was left of them.

�Jesus.� Dean whistled and had to close the folder.

Steve nodded, �I know�scary shit huh?�

Dean furrowed his brow. �Do they know what did it?�

�They tried to say it was some kind of ritualistic attack, you know, one of those cults or some shit. But they didn�t rule out an animal attack.�

�Really? Why�s that?�

�Ok man look, I ain�t talkin� about this and you ain�t hearin� me say it, got it? If the guys back on the force knew that I had dug up old case files, I�d be in a lotta trouble right now.� Steve winked to Dean and Dean nodded, leaning in close as Steve looked around and whispered, �the reason they went for the ritualistic attack was because her parents were into some dark shit, I�m talkin� hardcore demonic magic. They were Hunters, but weren�t associated with the rest of us. Apparently they didn�t get along with other Hunters and preferred it that way. You know how there�s religious fanatics that are completely psychotic? Yea, Fanatical Hunters�not fun.�

�So she had a screwed up upbringing�nice. Just the kind of girl my brother needs.� Dean chimed in dark sarcasm, clicked his tongue against his front teeth and thought about the older brother. �So what happened with her brother?�

�Her brother wanted nothing to do with that kind of life. Wanted something stable, normal. So he left first chance he got when he was fourteen.�

Dean�s eyes widened at the statement. �He left his six year old sister with their crazy parents?� This deeply bothered Dean. He was fiercely protective of Sam, even if he was annoying at times, he was still his flesh and blood. He thought about what he�d do to Cat�s older brother if he ever got a hold of him. �What happened to Cat after that?�

Steve saw the anger flash over Dean�s face and felt for him. �There�s a period of time between the age of six and the age of thirteen where they seemed to fall off the face of the planet. About the time Cat came back to the living, her parents bodies were found a few months later over in the Long Beach Harbor. She was taken in by another Hunter, named Lewis Harvey and lived with him for a few years. Around her eighteenth birthday he passed away of old age and left everything to her. Gave her his house, his last name and his old car he allowed her to work on since the first day she came to live with him. He was a nice old man, had the best stories.�

�So, they never found out who killed her parents?� Dean asked while his mind ran with endless questions that would eventually have to be answered.

�Nope. This is one of those files that goes unresolved, basically thrown into a large pile, in one of our oldest filing rooms. I had to dig that thing up. Found it at the bottom of our �open cases� that were never explained.�

Dean smirked as a funny thought ran through his mind. �Makes you wish Mulder and Scully really did work the X-Files. Then we wouldn�t have to run through hoops just to get information.�

�If it was that easy, we could be on vacation right now.� Steve chimed with a smirk.

�Thanks man�I really appreciate you helpin� me out like this.� Dean exclaimed and shook his hand.

�Don�t worry about it Dean. Your father did a lot for me and my own, so consider me a far away cousin with a better sense of style.�

Dean let out a gruff laugh. �Right. And you do know that hat thing�went out with the 90�s.�

�Dude, chicks dig the hat.� Steve retorted with a chuckle and waved him off. �You go take of the little brother of yours and make sure he doesn�t get into anymore trouble, a�ight?�

�Later Steve, and thanks.� Dean replied and was just about to get into his car when Steve stopped him.

�Hey Dean, one more thing.� He paused and walked over to the car as Dean sat down in the driver�s seat, the window rolled down. �Don�t freak, but I think you should know that Cat is connected to those Siren murders.�

�No kiddin�? So she�s being followed�� Dean�s voice trailed off and Steve shook his head.

�No man� Whenever Cat falls off the radar, always around the first day of the full moon, Wham! Another body shows up.�

�So wait a minute� You sayin� she might be some kind of sea demon?� Dean chimed and shook his head while turning the key in the ignition, causing the Impala to roar to life. �Well this just keeps gettin� better and better.� Dean sighed and flipped through the files again, found her address and set it next to him on the seat. �Great�I left my brother with a killer fish.�

�It�s no joke Dean. Sirens and Mermaids are a lot more dangerous then what�s been written in books. This ain�t like a Disney movie.�

�Awe so I�ll never get my chance with Ariel?� Dean chimed with a mocking sad face and chuckled when Steve just shook his head. �All my hopes and dreams�damn.�

�You are one sick puppy.� Steve laughed and then became serious. �I left some files on this for you and Sam to check out when you get the chance. Oh and Dean, before I forget� Here�� Steve trailed off and handed Dean a small voice recorder. �Record her singing.�

Dean took the small device, a crease in his brow and gave Steve a look. �And what, judge her on how well she hits high notes?� He spat and let out a low chuckle. �How am I going to catch her singing? Sneak into the bathroom when she�s in the shower? Hey�� Dean trailed off as a devilish grin melted over his face. ��you know, that doesn�t sound like such a bad idea��

�Dude, mind out of the gutter.� Steve shook his head with a slight smile on his lips. �Just find a way.�

�Alright, fine. Say I do that, what then?� Dean inquired and put the recorder in the glove box.

�I�m not entirely clear on that. But what I�ve been told, is that when you play it back, it�s supposed to sound like some kind of animal. Last guy I talked to who had found one of these things and recorded it said it was the freakiest shit he�d ever heard .�

Dean�s brows shot up. �Where�s he now?� He asked and watched Steve�s eyes darken, which wasn�t a good sign. �Come on Steve, what is it. I�m a big boy, I can handle it.�

Steve stood up slowly, reached for his hat and took it off, placing it over his heart. �He�s dead�found a few days after he called me. He was torn up just like Cat�s parents.�

Dean�s face became hard, no expression. He blinked a few times and looked forward, his mind reeling over the fact that he just left his brother with a possible sea demon.

Steve could see the look on Dean�s face. �Get goin�, and good luck.�

Dean nodded to Steve, took it out of park, threw it into reverse and slammed on the pedal. The Impala roared wildly; the tires squealed in protest as they spun against the pavement, sending small billowing clouds of smoke around the back bumper. Thrusting the gears into drive the front of the Impala lifted a few inches off the ground and leapt forward� Dean pushing the car to its max as he raced back onto the freeway toward San Pedro�back to Sam.

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�You know Sam, you�re really sweet.� Cat admitted softly as they sat at an outside table on her back porch, the pack of wolves running around while Riddick, was laying a few feet away. His eyes never leaving Sam�s face.

Sam gave a slight, bashful smile and let out a soft laugh. �Thanks�� He replied and caught the Black wolf�s eerie luminescent blue eyes. All the humor was taken out of him by the sheer ferocity of Riddick�s stare. Sam swallowed, brows furrow and looked to Cat. �Does he always do this?�

Cat studied him for a moment and looked to Riddick, who was openly staring down the stranger. �Yea�actually no. He doesn�t usually act like this.�

This got Sam�s attention. �Really?�

She nodded. �Usually he�ll make his presence known and hide somewhere. He�s really good at keeping silent in the house. I swear he�s got the soul of a panther.� Cat chuckled and took a drink of her Jack and Coke. �But I can honestly say he�s never been this�protective.�

�He seems to be the Alpha male in the pack� I�ve noticed by just watching them interact with each other that he�s the loner in the pack. He doesn�t really want them around, takes all the attention away from him.� Sam explained and took a drink of the straight coke she offered him early. �I also happen to be a strange male in his territory. So I can understand why he�s keeping his eyes on me.�

Cat looked at Sam with impressed eyes. �You�re very observant.� She said with a quiet smile and watched the corner of his kissable lips curve in a half smile. �Alright now it�s my turn to ask some questions.� She stated and leaned back in her chair, pulled a cigarette from the pack on the table and lit it with a black zippo. The end crackled to life with a red glow as she took a drag, set the lighter down and let out a small cloud of smoke above her head, away from Sam. �How old are you?�

�Twenty four. You?� Sam replied and mimicked her sitting position, now directly facing each other.

�Same age, well when December rolls around. Christmas Eve baby.� Cat said and saw his brow raise, she chuckled. �And yes, I came home in a giant Red Christmas Stalking.�

Sam let out a laugh, �I�d love to see a picture of that.�

Cat�s smile began to melt away into a somber expression. �Yea�me too.�

Sam noticed the shift in mood, cleared his throat and leaned forward, his hands cupping the can of coke. �You never did tell me about your parents.�

Cat picked up her tall glass of jack and coke, drained its contents and set it back on the table, her eyes suddenly filled with a dark emotion Sam couldn�t place. �They�were killed. I don�t remember how it happened, it�s all a bit fuzzy. My brother doesn�t know. Heh�I don�t think he even gives a shit either.�

�Brother?� Sam repeated and Cat gave a short nod, took another drag off her cigarette and let the smoke spill slowly from her full lips, allowing the dangerous cloud of addiction fade into the air above them. �Don�t tell me, he�s older.�

�Yup.� She replied with a slight popping sound of her lips, thoughts running wildly through her mind. �Older by Six years. Ditched me with my parents when he was fourteen and haven�t seen him since. Guess it�s better that he did, he never liked me anyway.�

�I�m really sorry to hear that. I know what it�s like to have a pain in the ass for an older brother, but I don�t know what I would do without him.� Sam explained with a compassionate tone and searched her eyes. �It must be really hard for you, not having any family.�

�Ah, but that�s where you�re wrong Sammy boy.� Cat�s voice had melted into a dark sound, laced with seductive undertones. �I have everything I�ll ever need.� She mused and motioned with her hand toward the wolves rolling around on the grass just ten feet away in her large back yard. Riddick saw the motion of her hand, rose up on all fours and strolled up to her, his massive head gently pushing up on her hand. She started petting him. �These guys are my family, and I wouldn�t know what I�d do without them.�

Sam smiled at that, an expression of understanding�as well as sadness. It bothered him deeply to know she was basically abandoned at such a young age. By her own brother. And the way her voice deepened when she spoke of her parents, he could tell there was a great deal of pain there as well.

God what the hell happened to her? He thought to himself as Cat wrapped her arms around Riddick�s neck and hugged him close. The wolf�s muzzle fit perfectly over her shoulder, his eyes�those piercing spine chilling eyes�were narrowed at Sam. It almost felt like Riddick was warning him, without saying a word, that she was His and if Sam even thought about touching her he�d gladly rip his throat out.

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�Damn it Sam pick up the phone.� Dean growled as he turned a corner leading up a hill toward Cat�s place. The line rang a few times as he made his way up the street and started toward the dead end when Sam finally answered.

�Yea.� Sam answered and was surprised to hear the tone in his brother�s voice.

�Where the hell have you been? Your phone must have rang like, six times.� Dean snapped and drove up to the house, parking the Impala next to the sidewalk.

�Uh Dean, it only rang once and I�ve been here at Cat�s the whole time.� Sam heard his brother huff on the other end and grew a little worried. �Dean what�s up? Your date with Britney turn sour?�

�Shut up Sam.� Dean retorted and got out of his car. �Get your ass outside. I need to talk to you.�

�Wait, what?� Sam blurted and got up from his chair, �Dean hold on a second.� He said and covered the mouth peace. �Cat can you excuse me for a second?�

She shrugged. �Sure, just holler if you need anything.�

Sam smiled apologetically. �Thanks.� And went back inside to walk through the house toward the front door. �Dean I�m heading out right now.�

�Good.� Dean replied and hung up, placing the phone back into one of the pockets in his jeans. Standing next to the Impala on the sidewalk, shifting on his feet impatiently for his brother to hurry. �Damn it.� Dean growled to himself and went to start toward the house when the front doors opened and out came Sam, a concerned look on his face.

�Dude what�s going on?� Sam announced in question, closed the doors behind him and trotted down the small steps toward the sidewalk.

�Keep your voice down.� Dean snapped and looked over at the house, his expression overly alert as though he was waiting for something to attack. �Ok, look�� Dean brought his eyes back to Sam and motioned for him to get closer so he could whisper to him. �That chick you�re gettin� cozy with isn�t who she says she is.� He explained and sighed at the expression on Sam�s face. The one where he was looking at him as though he had two heads. �Don�t look at me like that.�

�Dean, what the hell are you talking about?� Sam said with a calm voice, straining to catch on to what Dean was getting at. Then something dawned on him, �there was no Britney� Was there?� Sam�s voice dropped, his eyes narrowed. �Who did you talk to Dean.�

�Sammy I had to do some research while I was out here so, I contacted Steve.� He explained and opened the door to the Impala, grabbed the file from the seat and handed Sam the documents in the folder. �I figured I�d ask about Cat for you, see if there was anything on record.� Dean paused as Sam flipped through the pages and stopped at the crime scene photos.

�Heh, nice huh? That�s what�s left of her parents when they washed up in the Long Beach Harbor over eleven years ago.� Dean bit the inside of his lip shaking his head as Sam flipped the pages, looked up, away from Dean, and then at his Brother.

�What did Steve tell you?�

�Oh just that her parents were Hunters, and not the friendly kind. Her brother ditched her with them when he hit fourteen. Wrote her off, and between six and thirteen she disappeared with her parents and after she reappeared her parents were found a few months later.�

Sam�s expression was focused, as though wheels were turning in his mind. �What else?�

�Her full name is Aiden Catherine Harvey, was basically adopted by the late Lewis Harvey who also happened to be a Hunter Steve knew. The old guy left her the house and the car.� Dean�s voice trailed off when he felt something watching him. He glanced at the house, nothing unusual but was brought out of his thoughts when Sam got his attention.

�Did Steve know what killed her parents?�

A switch seemed to be flipped in Dean�s head when his eyes widened, snapped his fingers and dove into the car, opened the glove box, pulled out the device and got back out, closing the door behind him. �See this?�

�It�s a voice recorder Dean�� Sam stated flatly and gave Dean an impatient look.

�Thank you Captain of the Obvious, but there�s a reason behind it. Steve mentioned that Cat was connected to the Siren Murder�s we�ve been investigating. He told me to record her singing and play it back. If it comes back normal, there�s nothing to worry about.�

�And if it doesn�t?�

Dean opened his mouth but closed it while furrowing his brow. He shrugged, �she�s a demon.�

Sam sighed and took a deep breath, trying to stay calm�but for some strange reason, he felt a slight hint of anger at the thought that his brother had went behind his back to dig up information on Cat. Sam immediately pushed it out of his mind. �If she is a demon�that would make her some kind of shape shifter right?�

Dean nodded, �yup. And in old folklore, Sirens or Mermaids could disguise themselves as beautiful women to lure in helpless men to their deaths.�

Sam really thought about it and shook his head, a crease in his brow. �And in the folklore they used the power of song to lure men in�� Sam looked to Dean and watched him nod and then realized something. �You know Dean, interestingly enough, I heard her sing when we walked into her house and I didn�t feel any different.�

Dean eyed Sam carefully. �That is interesting� What did it sound like?�

Sam gave a half smile, �it was beautiful. Nothing out of the normal, just a really beautiful voice.�

�Did it make you feel weird?�

�No, just made me relax. The only weird thing about it, is that she sang to call to her wolves.�

Dean blinked, almost unsure of what his little brother just said. �Wolves? She sang, and suddenly wolves appeared?�

Sam laughed, �no Dean, they were somewhere in the house. She has five altogether, and they�re the biggest wolves I�ve ever seen. Especially the Black one Riddick��

Dean cut him off with a laugh. �Riddick? As in Pitch Black Riddick? Oh that�s funny�good movie.� He exclaimed and noticed Sam didn�t know what he was talking about. �Dude, don�t tell me you�ve never seen Pitch Black�?� Dean exclaimed and Sam still had that funny look of confusion on his face. �It�s about this escaped convict with these bitchin� silver blue eyes that he can see in the dark with�� Dean finally stopped when Sam gave him a dear in headlights look. �eh, forget it.�

�So�what are we supposed to do now?� Sam asked and had a chill run the length of his spine�as though he was being watched. �Do we talk to her about any of this?�

�No, we want to let things play out and see what happens. We don�t need her getting paranoid. And if she is one of these Sea Demons, we don�t want to end up like her folks.�

�And I take that means staying with her.� Sam chimed and watched Dean smile and nod. �Ok, we�re going to have to do a lot of research, see if anything relating to this comes up.�

�I�ll call a few people and see if they know anything that can help us. Also find out if Cat has any friends we can talk to.� Dean explained and couldn�t shake the odd feeling that there was something close to the house that was�silently watching them.

Sam put the file away in one of the inside pockets of his coat. �And ask them what exactly?�

�Well for starters, where she goes when the full moon hits.�

Sam felt his heart drop�remembering the last girl he felt for that was involved with the full moon.

Dean noticed the pain in his little brother�s face and revealed a sense of understanding through his eyes as he spoke softly, �I know it�s still close to you�what happened with��

Sam cut him off, an edge to his voice. �Don�t want to talk about it Dean.�

Before the boys could react, the front doors to the old house opened and closed. They brought their eyes over and saw Cat standing there on the steps, an inquisitive look to her intense eyes. �You guys going to stand out here all night talking about me or you going to come inside and let me tell you the story myself?�

Dean looked to Sam, sharing the same strange expression and then looked back to Cat, who�s eyes seemed to sparkle with an unknown emotion. Her face, angelic in its entirety, grew a very slow and very dangerous knowing grin that made Dean�s skin crawl. �Come on inside, get something to drink and I�ll answer all your questions, agreed?�

�Promise me something.� Dean began as they walked up the small steps toward Cat.

�And what�s that?� She chimed with a mischievous tone to her voice and looked into Dean�s eyes as he stopped right in front of her.

�No games.�

Cat let out a laugh. �Fine. As long as you Winchester boys are honest with me, we�ll get along just fine.� She replied, winked, and walked toward the house.

Sam and Dean followed her with careful footsteps�unaware of the dangers that continued to remain ever watchful in the coming of night�

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