Fallen Angel||NH||AU||A Supernatural Inspiration.

11. I Shot The Sheriff

A/n The song for this chapter is I Shot The Sheriff in Eric Clapton's version.

Also, the gif is from an episode of Supernatural, and I just thought that it was very relevant to the song and the whole situation in part of this chapter. Hope you enjoy :)

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"Carla," Niall called once more. "We came to talk."

"About what?" she asked, her voice echoing her fright. It sounded like she was crying. "Who are you, and how do you know my name?"

"We know about John and Carol. We know that you killed them by ripping their hearts out. But why?"

"What? I didn't kill anyone."

"Come on, Carla," I said. "You don't need to lie. If you cooperate, we won't hurt you. I give you my word." To show her we meant no harm, I brought my gun down and put it in my holster.

"But I didn't!" Carla protested. "Why would you think that I killed John and Carol?" Now she way standing up and flailing her arms in defense.

"You were jealous of Carol, that she was with John. Weren't you?"

"Yes, I was jealous, but I would never kill them! They were such great friends to me. I would never do something to hurt them. They were so great together, anyone in this town can tell you."

"Okay, cut the crap, Carla," Niall said. "Just surrender and this will go well." He still had his gun pointed at her. I put a reassuring hand on his arm and told him to put the gun away. He protested at first, but then I whispered to him to bring it down, and he did.

"Okay, if you're not a werewolf, silver won't hurt you, yeah?" I said.

"Go ahead, at least it proves something," the girl snapped.

I came up to her and reached for my pendant that hung around my neck. It was real silver, so it had to work. I brought it up to her hand and laid it down on her skin. Carla didn't react at all. She didn't yell out in pain or let out even the smallest whimper. Carla looked up at me and raised an eyebrow as if to ask, "Do you believe me now?"

"Niall, she's good," I called. Niall walked up to stand beside me. There was a look of confusion on his face.

"So, then why are you here?" he asked her. "Shouldn't you be at home doing your homework right now?"

"We have a week off from school," Carla told him. "What's this talk about werewolves? Aren't you guys FBI or something?"

Niall and I shared glances and sighed before looking away.

Niall told her everything. "We aren't FBI. We're hunters. We heard about the murders and thought we should check it out. We basically just hunt for the supernatural."

"So you guys are like mythical animal control?"

"Yeah, I guess you can say that."

"So, why are you out here, then?" I asked.

"My parents are having one of their big arguments again. I can't stand it," Carla said, on the verge of tears again.

"Okay," I said with a sigh. "Why don't we get those tears wiped away and get you back home?"

"I'm not going back there. Not now. I'd go anywhere but home right now."

"Okay, we'll get you somewhere else. C'mon."

I helped her up from the grass and the three of us headed back to the car. Just as we reached it, my phone rang out. The caller ID told me it was Phil. Ugh, what now? I thought about ignoring him but decided against it. Maybe he was calling about the case.