Beasts Of Pennsylvania - | The Nature of the Beast |

7.

Jackson had been walking around the forest all night. He hadn't intentionally meant to. He realized it was very late at some point, that he should've went inside. However, he didn't. He wasn't quite sure what elicited that response the night before at dinner. His day wasn't great, but his day wasn't as tiresome as most had been. Dean had been putting both Jackson and Charlie to work. When Dean had went to the cargo port to see if the shipment would arrive, he discovered that there was nothing inside the shipping containers. They were once again empty. He was stressed and put his most trustworthy men to work, Jackson being one of them. Jackson went to exit the forest when he found a stranded shoe in the dirt. He picked it up and poured the dirt out of the shoe, examining it. It was short and black, the sunlight made it shine. Jackson walked further into the forest, wondering if he could find it's missing pair. He did, but found a human along with it. A familiar one at that. Jackson sighed as he looked down at the young girl. She laid on her back with her arms spread in different directions. She snored softly and slept peacefully. Jackson leaned down, lifting the girl up into his arms. He then began to exit the forest as he had planned and walked throughout the compound, receiving a few looks from curious beasts doing their daily tasks and taking strolls throughout the streets. He soon made it inside the mansion, walking the girl over to her bedroom. He found both Dean and Charlie standing outside her door, arguing back and forth with each other.

"She said she'd come back, man! You believed her too! I can't help it that she's gone!" Charlie cried out, shielding himself from Dean's wrath. He was furious. He had to keep an eye on Davina, he told her uncle he wouldn't let her out of his sight. That she'd be returned to her family safely. Dean knew he had nobody to be upset with for letting Davina go off on her own. But, he had to focus his anger on someone other than himself. He didn't care for the girl, no. He also didn't care much about the family either. But, he knew if something were to happen to her the alliance would either be permanently damaged or broken. He'd never know a moment of peace with them creeping down his neck. Jackson then approached them with the girl in his arms. They turned to his direction, instantly sighing of relief when they saw the girl in his arms.

"Where the hell did she run off to?!" Dean's voice boomed, not caring that the girl in front of him was asleep.

"Found her asleep next to a tree. She's perfectly safe as you can see. Quit your worrying." Jackson said, scolding Dean afterwards. Dean frowned at him. He understood he could be worrisome sometimes of certain things. Especially when he fails at a task and the outcome isn't what he hopes for, much like this situation here. But, he didn't understand why Jackson felt the need to scold him for it. He was a little too stressed right now with everything going on and didn't want to hear it. Jackson pushed himself between the two of them and opened the door to the guest bedroom. He carried her over to the bed and set her on the covers. He then turned back to Dean and Charlie, who were now standing directly behind him. They all seemed to think the same thing, wondering what to do about her clothing, thinking it couldn't be comfortable for her.

"Jackson, turn on your beast eyes." Charlie whispered. Jackson frowned.

"What good is that going to do?" Dean barked a little louder than before. They all turned to Davina, making sure she didn't hear anything. Dean was certain the small human wasn't thrilled of being woken. He didn't know how, but he knew her well enough to imagine what she was like in the mornings. He really didn't want to find out what exactly she was like.

"When she yells at one of us later today for undressing her, we swear to her that our eyes didn't see an inch of her." Charlie stated.

"But, they would be." Jackson simply replied.

"Not our human ones." Charlie answered. Dean shook his head at the two, deciding he'd just do it himself and suffer her wrath. Just as he went to pull back the sleeve, a hand came up to stop him. He hadn't registered what had happened. But, when he did he found Davina laying with her eyes open, an annoyed expression across her face.