Disclaimer: Supernatural is not mine and sadly it never will be. It belongs to Kripke.

A/N: This is my first fanfic that I've posted here so any feedback would be most appreciated. Thanks.


Dean's POV

I breathed a sigh of relief once I finally crossed the border into Canada. I thought for sure that the customs officials would open the false bottom of my trunk and find the weapons there. My first hunt on my own and Dad was sending me to Canada. Apparently people on the university campus had been dieing in front of their computers for the past month. I drove a few more hours with classic rock blasting through the speakers and finally arrived in Lethbridge Alberta. It was late so I checked into the nearest motel to get some sleep.

It was already noon by the time I got up the next day. I quickly got ready and drove to the university. I parked my black '67 Impala and stopped the first person I saw.

"Hey buddy," I called to the guy. "Can you tell me where computing services is?"

"Library," he replied.

"And that would be...?" I asked.

He pointed to the right, "At the end of this building go up the hill then turn left onto the road. Go up the steps and it's the second building on the left."

"Thanks," I said before following his directions.

I found the library no problem and made my way to the computing services desk. There was a guy in front of me with a laptop. He was big, huge even, and he wore a football jacket.

"What's the problem?" the girl behind the desk asked him with a slight western accent. She was short and very plain looking.

"I think I've got a virus," the football player said as he handed her the computer.

"Give me your number and I'll call you when it's fixed," the girl said.

He told her his number which she wrote down then he left. I stepped up to the counter and leaned against it.

"What can I do for you?" she asked without looking up as she turned the guy's laptop on.

"You know that has to be the most interesting way of getting someone's number that I've ever seen. But just between you and me, he isn't your type."

She smirked a little and her eyes flicked up to look at me for a second before she returned her attention to the laptop. "Obviously not. He'd probably squish me."

I chuckled already liking this girl's sense of humor.

"Seriously is there something you needed?" she asked.

"I'm a reporter, doing a story on the people that have been dying in front of their computers."

She finally looked up with a frown and my breath caught in my throat. Her plainness was set off by her smoky gray eyes that were partially hidden behind her thin rimmed glasses and straight shoulder length black hair. They seemed to see right into my soul and that unnerved me.


Bridget's POV

I looked up at him and couldn't help but stare. He had to be the best looking guy I had ever seen. He had short dirty blond hair and hazel eyes that were flecked with green. He was smiling at me and I was thankful that I was sitting down because I didn't think my legs would have supported me at that moment. "I'll need some ID," I said once I had finally found my voice.

He pulled out his wallet and handed me his ID. I took one look at it and couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter at his last name.

"What?" he asked. "I knew that picture was bad but come on."

"Jason Beckerheim?" I asked putting emphasis on his last name.

"Yeah, what's wrong with my name?"

"Nothing," I said with a smile as I handed it back to him. "Look, I actually need to go supervise a lab test right now. Can we meet later?"

"Yeah sure," he said with a cocky grin. "Name the place."

"Fountain Street Cafe," I said as I stood and began gathering my things. "I'll meet you there in three hours or so. If you can't find it ask anyone you see they'll know where it is."

I headed for the front door of the library and he followed. "They got food at this Cafe?"

I nodded and turned my head to look at him, "I really have to go. I'll see you in a few hours."

"You got it sweetheart," he said with a smirk.

"Don't call me that," I said with a scowl and stalked away from him. He may be good looking but man he was already starting to piss me off. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked the short and now memorized route to the computer science building.


A/N: So that's chapter 1. Chapter 2 should be up within the next day or two so you won't have to wait long. I actually have the whole story done and I'm planning on putting a chapter up everyday until it's all here.

Oh and if anyone has any ideas for a title feel free to let me know. I'm terrible at thinking up titles for anything, I can write and write and write but when it comes to naming something I go blank.