Hunter Unknown

Interrogation Two

*Please read the next chapter before this one.  It got uploaded out of order sorry.*
*All characters are fictional*
*All Media used goes to the credit of the rightful owners. I try to make each song lyrically relevant to the chapter, but due to restrictions my choices are limited.* *Song: Never Give In Artist: Black Veil Brides
And no I am not insinuating that Dean likes BVB.*

    
       I knew questions would await me, but I also knew I couldn't hole up in this room forever.  In fact, the room now seemed tarnished somehow by the terrors of last night.  I wanted nothing more than fresh air, but I didn't want to face the interrogation.  I went to the closet and pulled out a pair of dark blue low rise jeans, a black long sleeve shirt, a grey hooded zip up, and a pair of combat boots.  I got dressed, took my hair from its knot and let it fall in soft dark curls down my back.  I made sure the thick leather bracelets and ribbons were around my wrists as I put my hand through two hairbands just in case I needed to tie it back up.

     Glancing at my leather jacket hanging from the back of my door I inhaled a deep breath and walked out toward the kitchen, hoping to get some much needed caffeine.  I didn't hear anything at first, but sure enough when I turned into the kitchen Sam was already standing there. 

"Hey, good morning." He greeted me cheerfully.

"Yeah good morning." I said quiety looking around.

"Would you like some coffee? Dean made it earlier."

"Uh - yeah- thanks." I said in an awkward choppy manner.

"Here you go.  Cream and sugar are there and milk is in the fridge."

"Thanks" I said turning to make my coffee.

"So um about last night." Sam started.

"Jeez Sam you make it sound like you're apologizing for a drunken one night stand." I tried to make a joke to avoid answering any questions, but only made Sam choke on his own coffee.

"Sorry. It was just a joke." I apologized awkwardly, but Sam ended up smiling.

"It's okay. It's just you sound like Dean."

I didn't respond, I had no idea what to say to that so I just stood stirring my coffee. 

"I'm sorry I should have warned you." I finally spoke up.

"You knew that would happen?" Dean's gruff voice asked loudly from behind me making me jump.  I hadn't seen him enter the kitchen.

"Um- yeah sorry about that." I stared down into the coffee.

"How did you know that would happen? What was that exactly anyway?" He prodded.

Turning around I responded slightly annoyed, "Nothing. It was nothing okay I'm fine."

"It didn't look like nothing." He pointed out.

"Look, you have your problems and I have mine. It's no big deal.  I guess you two aren't the only ones that aren't 'one hundred percent'." I replied hoping to put this conversation to rest.

"I'm just wondering, if you knew that would happen, what else aren't you sharing?" He continued in a nonchalant accusatory tone.

"I've told you everything that's important to you and more. Excuse me for not sharing every personal detail. Would you like me to inform you when I have to take a piss too?" I realized I was being touchy so I took a calming breath and continued, " I'm sorry okay. I appreciate the concern last night, really I do. I should have told you, but can we please move on. I'll tell you whatever you need to know."