Shadows, Rapes, and Chaos, Welcome to the Life of Dean Winchester

Chapter Two: The Truth Behind The Breakup

Celeste was running on her treadmill at three in the morning, she liked running it calmed her; well in truth she couldn't sleep. The whole ordeal with her ex-boyfriend, Markus, had really taken it out of her. She just couldn't stand to stay still, let alone lay down to sleep. Her blonde hair fell into her eyes and her headphones blared out 'A little bit goes a long way' by Jessica Simpson. She was cycling through her old Now C.D.'s and this was the one that had came up, her pace increased and with that increased the strands of blonde falling into her face. She finally stopped, deciding to pull her hair up, she turned off the treadmill and walked into the bathroom. Her jade eyes stared back at her as she brushed her long hair back into a ponytail, tying her black scrunchy around it. The resistance from pulling her hair up showed off her cheekbones, very prominent, but not overly so. She let out a harsh breath and splashed cold water onto her face, she just wanted the phone to ring and it be Dean. He'd tell her they found what did this, that they would kill it, and everything would be fine. But she knew that even Dean who pulled all-nighters frequently, wouldn't be up at this hour. So she went back to running, by now 'I need to know' by Mark Anthony had came up and she turned the treadmill back on and started to run again, it was going to be a long night.

At five Dean woke up again, he just couldn't sleep, he'd been up all night trying to figure out what did this. He knew of shape-shifters, but none them had this M.O. And that's what bothered him so, it also made him wonder if she had taken to hunting herself and pissed off something big and nasty. If anyone could piss a big time demon off, it would be her. Dean thought to himself, reminiscing over how many times she had pissed him off when they were together, too many to count. Dean finally admitted defeat and went into the bathroom to shower and start to work on the case, they'd have to do a follow up with Celeste too, which was sure to be fun. He'd just about put money on the fact that she wouldn't have gotten any sleep also, she'd probably been up keeping herself busy all night. Which was what she'd done the night he'd confirmed her suspicions that he was a hunter, he wondered how the girl could run for ten hours straight, but she did. After he came out of the shower, with only a towel on his bottom half, he sat on his bed and began to root through his bag for some clothes to wear. Sam woke up as he was looking, by now it was a quarter to six.

“Dean...what are you doing?” Sam asked, his voice still clearly heavy with sleep.

“What's it look like Sammy? Trying to find something to wear.” Dean replied in his 'oh-my-god-isn't-it-obvious' tone.

“Yeah Dean, but I mean why are you up this early? What time is it?”

“About a quarter to six.”

“So I ask again, why are you up?”

“I couldn't sleep okay? So I decided to get up and get my shower. I wanted to get dressed also if I could find my damned clothes!” Dean said angrily as he slammed his bag back on the ground, and in doing so, he revealed the clothes he was looking for. “Oh.” He said as he retreated to the bathroom to change.

“Wow. Celeste must've done a number on him.” Sam said as he smiled, looking for clothes for himself.

“I heard that Sam!” Dean yells through the bathroom door.

Sam just chuckles to himself.

Celeste was still running on her treadmill, but now the gravity of what had happened to her was starting to hit her because she was crying as she was running. And as she did so she viciously scrubbed at her tears, even though she knew that she had a perfectly good reason for crying, she hated it all the same. She finally heard a knock at her door and she paused her ipod, yelling:

“Door's open.”

She saw Dean walk in and her heart just about stopped, he closed the door and started to make his way over to her. He fixed her with that knowing stare, the one that seemed to say he knew what was going on in her head.

“How long you been up?” Dean asked, if he knew Celeste, and he did, she would've gotten little to no sleep.

“All night.”

“Been running?”

“Since about three.”

“Tch.” Celeste stopped her treadmill and ran into her bedroom, to which Dean followed. “What are you doing?” He asked as he watched her tear through her closet.

“I've got work at eleven. I've got to start getting ready.” Celeste replied in the 'matter-of-fact' way that drove Dean absolutely insane.

“Don't you think you should take the day off after what happened last night?” Dean asked, he was becoming concerned, she should've had some reaction to her ex trying to rape her. Other than the short span of crying last night.

“No, I need the money and besides, you've got investigating and stuff to do, you don't need me for that.” Celeste said as she walked into the bathroom and shut the door.

God save me, I'm going to end up killing this girl. Dean thought as he plopped down on the couch to flip through the T.V. channels, he had little choice but to wait until she got out of the shower to try and talk her out of going to work.

“...Dreams last so long, even after your gone, I know that you love, and soon you'll see...You were meant for me, and I was meant for you...” Celeste voice came out of the shower in a clear ringing vibrato. That was one thing he missed from her, he always loved her voice(especially when she sang his name out when they were in the heights of passion). When she emerged from the shower with nothing but a towel on her body and head he had to swallow hard to regain his focus. Her jade eyes stared out at him in an innocent way that he hadn't seen for a long time. She tried to reign her emotions in and keep them on a tight leash, much like himself, but he could see in that innocence that she was scared; although she'd never admit it. She retreated to her bedroom to dress and when she emerged his breath was lost one again. She had pinned her blonde hair up with two silver chopsticks and parts of her blonde bangs fell on either side of her face. She had on a black spaghetti strap shirt and a pinstripe jacket buttoned over that. But the skirt she had on went to her thighs, it accentuated the legs that went on forever(another aspect Dean absolutely loved).

“Celeste, you need to stay home today, we'll need you for questioning and you may be able to help us with the investigation, because I have a feeling that you've started hunting. Am I right?” Dean asked, he just had to know.

“Yes I have, so what? I'm probably not as good as you guys but I get the job done, you'd be amazed what kind of traffic we get here in Orlando.” Celeste said as she grabbed her saddle bag and slipped it over her shoulder, in that saddle bag was her most prized of possessions; her lap top.

“Well that may have something to do with the big time demon you pissed off.”

“Oh, well, if you need me for an interview or something on the case just come to my job, this job pays good and I'm not going to miss work for this.” Celeste said, her face was set hard in conviction but her eyes did not agree.

“Ugh...” Dean sighed, he knew that he wouldn't convince her now, so he admitted defeat...for now. “Where do you work?”

“Epsilon Delta Corp.”

“The world's biggest distributer of computer technology?” Dean asked, he knew she was into computers but he didn't think she was that good.

“Yeah, don't freak, I'm Mr. Hitoma's secretary.”

“Alright.”

“Okay, well I better be going, we've got a video conference in Japan at 11:32 and Mr. Hitoma isn't that great with computers. Ironic.” Celeste said as she walked outside and jumped in her 2009 Mustang GT.

“That's your car?” Dean said, he was impressed, the job must pay well. She always had loved the fast cars, doubled as a street racer when he met her. But that was a high class car, and it was metallic blue with orange racing stripes, very high class, very style-chique, very her.

“Yep, that's my baby. I've gotta go though Dean. I'll talk to you later, I'll call you on my lunch break.” Celeste said and she raced out of the driveway.

“I am in such trouble this time. Sam'll never let me forget this.” Dean said to himself as he walked back to the hotel room.

Sam sat at the computer trying to figure out what in the heck was stalking Celeste. It sounded like a shape-shifter but he had never seen one with this kind of M.O. before. And he was sure Dean thought the same thing, he could only hope Dean's interview with Celeste brought about something they could use. He was about to ask as Dean walked in the door, but he(Dean) collapsed onto the bed.

“So?”

“Shut up.”

“What happened?”

“She wouldn't talk to me, she went to her job.”

“You let her go to work?! Come on Dean, for all we know that thing is still after her!” Sam said, he couldn't believe Dean was that careless.

“Okay one, shut up. Two, you have never tried to argue with her before, I was lucky I got out of there without being slapped. And she works at Epsilon Delta Corp.”

“Wow, nice, high scale.”

“This is what I said.” Dean said as he laid back.

“Well you research some more, I'm going to bring her back here.”

“I wouldn't do that if I were you Sammy.”

“It's Sam.” Sam said as he slammed the door shut and made his way to Epsilon Delta Corp.

“Has no idea what he's getting himself into.” Dean chuckled as he fell asleep.

Celeste stormed into the room and slammed the door into the wall, thus waking Dean up. He saw her march in, gradually followed by Sam, who was sporting a lovely black bruise on his left eye. Dean smirked at his brother and at Celeste who had dropped onto the bed behind him—he was now sitting up and laughing at Sam openly.

“So she give you her left hook, Sammy?”

“Dude...shut up.”

“So what happened?”

“She knocked me out.”

“You got knocked out by a girl!? Excellent!” Dean said as he struggled to keep himself from crying, induced by the laughter.

“Shut up.” Sam wasn't in the mood to talk.

“You know you shouldn't feel bad, she's an excellent fighter.”

“She ever kick your ass?”

“No, we usually ended up in a draw.” Celeste said as she sat up momentarily to speak and then plopped down as fast as she came up.

“So why shouldn't I feel bad?”

“Because we usually ended up passing out after we stood down, and sleeping for about four hours. So you really shouldn't feel bad, Dean just knows how I fight.” Celeste said as she started to massage her temples, she had a headache beginning to form.

Sam was slightly resigned at the fact he had gotten his ass kicked but he had more important things to think about, like finding out who was after her so they could move on. Celeste, however, had other plans, she claimed that she had a video conference to conduct and she didn't want them around. So Dean and he were currently at the diner across the street trying to get some food. As they waited for their order to cook Sam turned to Dean and asked him:

“So did you find out anything that could help us?”

“She's started hunting, says there's been a lot of traffic.” Dean said as he rolled his eyes at Sam.

“Hmm...could explain the bounty on her head.” Sam said, mostly to himself, not seeing the look of concern that flashed through his brother's eyes at the mention of a bounty on Celeste's head.

“ORDER UP!” The cook yelled and they received their food and walked out of the diner and back across the street.

Celeste was laying upside down on the bed, she had conducted the video conference and it had went well enough, but now she bored, and starving. Then she heard the boys walk in and her head turned in their direction.

“Did you--”

“Yeah I got your double cheeseburger, just ketchup. Along with your fries, vanilla ice cream, and diet coke.” Dean said as he handed to her.

“Thanks.”

“Just a question, how do you eat so much?” Sam asked, he hadn't really heard of a girl with as big of an apatite as his brother before.

“I have an extremely high metabolism, plus when you fight, work out, and train as much as I do you have to eat a lot.” Celeste said as she bit ravenously into her burger.

“And just how often is that now?” Dean asked, wondering if she had increased the schedule since they had last met.

“Thrice a day on all three.” Celeste said as she finished her hamburger and started to eat her fries.

“You've tripled your practice rate?”

“Found my skills were lacking.” Celeste said as she took a drink.

The rest of the meal passed pretty much in silence and when they were all finished Dean decided to speak up. Celeste and Sam already knew it wasn't going to be good, and shared a knowing glance, it was never good when Dean had that smile on his face.

“Sammy...”

“It's Sam!”

“...why don't you fight Celeste?” Dean finished and Sam had a slightly shocked look on his face.

“You want me to fight her after she knocked me out??”

“Yeah. It'll be fun.” Dean said as he looked over at Celeste, who was hanging upside down on the bed and looking at Sam with a wicked grin.

“Yeah Sam, it'll be fun! And I promise I'll play nice, no crotch shots or anything.” Celeste smiled when she saw him wince.

“On one condition.” Sam said, coming up with a smile of his own.

“Name it.”

“Tell me why you and Dean broke up.” Sam said and watched her face pale visibly, not much, just enough to see.

“No man, that's our business and--”

“Alright.”

“--what?!” Dean yelled after being interrupted, she had never wanted to talk about the reason they'd broke up before, and now she was willing to tell Sam? What the hell is going on here?!

“It's fine, if Sam wins, then I think I can give him a little something in return.” Celeste said, paused a moment, and giggled at the insinuation of her statement. “You wanna count it out Dean?” Celeste as she threw a look over her shoulder at him.

“Sure...your funeral Sam. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...Go!” Dean yelled.

Within the second of the word 'Go' Sam had Celeste on her back. Shit! Pay attention! Celeste chided herself and then she grabbed Sam's arms and flipped their positions, leaning her elbow on his windpipe cutting off the air supply. Sam coughed at the abrupt absence of air and then he pushed Celeste so that she flew off of him. They both scrambled to their feet quickly and Celeste hit him square in the chin with a roundhouse kick, from which she flipped back from him. It disorientated Sam for a moment but soon she was on her back again.

The entire while that Dean was watching his former flame and his younger sibling fight he was thinking to himself. She certainly knows her limits, that's for sure. I didn't expect her to do so good against Sam though, it appears that she's improved since the last fight I had with her. And what a fight that was...But Dean was brought out of his rather pleasured musing by the sound of a very loud 'SHIT!' coming from Sam's mouth. When he looked upon the scene she had his neck locked within her legs and he had no way of getting out, or at least so she thought. But Dean had done this many time to Sam and he knew what was coming next. Sam hit the central nerve in her leg and she immediately let go, that's when he pinned her underneath him and put on hand on her throat, and the other locked her wrists above her head. She had no way of getting out and she knew it. Dean laughed, so Sammy hasn't lost his touch. Although I'd have no self-control if I had her in that position. Dean thought as he chuckled again.

“Alright, fight over.” Dean said as he stood up and walked over to the pair.

“Would you mind letting me go now?” Celeste said as she glared at Sam.

“Oh, yeah sorry.”

“Give me a hand will ya.” Celeste grumbled as Dean reached down and gave her a hand up. She gingerly rubbed her wrists and her leg. “Damn, been a long time since I've had a fight like that.”

“So...why'd you break up?” Sam asked, he certainly hadn't forgotten the terms of their agreement.

“We broke up, because...” Celeste paused, not even Dean knew why they had broken up. “...because the next day I was to leave for the Marine Corp.” Celeste said as she looked at two dumbfounded Winchester brothers.

Well that's the chapter.

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Oh by the way sorry for the long wait, it was hard to decide how the fight was going to come out. And for those of you who were paying attention to Dean's naughty thoughts, I have something for you perverts in the next chapter:)

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