The Monsters In Our Heads (Book 7 Arrow/SPN Crossovers)

At What Cost

This was not what I wanted or needed right now, "Hang on a second. I need to talk to someone."

"Okay," she replied. I muted the phone.

"What's going on?" Coyote asked, she's was keeping her face pretty neutral but she was worried.

"Short version, Krissy's someone Sam and I helped out years ago, hunter's kid. Hunter got in a mess, we got him out of it. They retired, vamp took him out a few years later, she was sixteen when that happened. She got tangled up with another retired hunter who'd teamed up with a vamp to kill parents of kids who he thought would make great hunters, then took them in to train them. Anyway, Sam and I put an end to that and kept an eye on her over the years. She's made a life out of helping hunter kids who lose their parents and kids who've had their lives destroyed by monsters. She has a kid that got a hold of a cursed object somehow, it took him over, made him kill his family. Object's not in the picture anymore but the kid isn't recovering, he's barely sleeping or talking I guess. She thinks with mine and Sam's history, which I'm not sure how she found out about," I sent Sam a pretty serious glare, "We can help out. Any idea how she knows about our history other than random rumors Sam?"

He looked kind of offended by the question, it took a minute but he remembered something. "Oh, um, yeah. She'd been dealing with a kid who's parents got possessed by a demon, I was wiped out from a hunt and kind of drunk. I started describing what the parents would have felt, seen and heard. I got pretty detailed. Sorry."

"Great."

Coyote had grown less worried and a bit more curious, "What does she expect you to do?"

"Not sure. Not even sure I want to know. Do you want me to put her on speaker and hear her out or just tell her not interested? I can hand her off to Sam, he's been possessed often enough, I don't need to be involved."

"Uh Dean?" Sam said, "I'm not that great with kids."

"Maybe you should learn," He winced, that had come out with a lot more force than I'd planned. I didn't want this, I was done. Someone else who'd had a fucked up life could deal with it.

"Babe, if it's upsetting you this much already, tell her no."

I wanted to, trust me, but if Krissy couldn't handle it she may have to send him to some psychiatric facility, they wouldn't believe a word he'd say and just drug him up, or worse, he'd end up in prison since he'd killed his family and he'd spend the rest of his life either drugged up, behind bars or both. The kid didn't deserve that. I knew what being possessed or influenced like that does to a person, not many other people do.

"Dean?" Sam asked.

"Let's hear her out, if you two are okay with that." I was more worried about what Coyote would think than Sam. She didn't say no, didn't say yes either, she left it up to me.

I took the phone of mute, "Hey."

"Yeah?"

"I'm putting you on speaker Sam's here, so's my girlfriend Coyote. She used to be a hunter, I live with her, have for the last year. Understand?"

There was a slight pause, "Yes." I could tell by her tone that she got what I hadn't said. That this wasn't just about me and what I wanted.

I pushed the speaker button, "Start at the top."

"Sure. Hi Sam and Coyote."

"Hi Krissy," they replied.

"I'll start with the cursed object, then tell you guys about Jacob, okay?"

"Fine," I answered.

"Clive, hunter I know, had a storage unit that got wiped out in a flood about a year ago and the door got warped and bent. By the time management had called to let him know a lot of stuff had gotten damaged or sucked out by the water. He had a lot of curse boxes in there. Some went missing, this was one of them."