HELLHOUND - Supernatural

Fifty seven.

Dean pressed the towel to his shoulder, Sam sat down whilst Sierra was trying to peek out the window.

"We're like sitting ducks in here." Sam miserably sighed.

Dean grimaced, removing the towel for a moment, "Yeah, I know. Would it kill these cops to BRING US A SNACK?!"

Sam looked up at Sierra, "How many you figure are out there?"

"I don't know. Can't see anyone just yet." Sierra shook her head, letting go of the ledge and sitting back down on the bed. "It's too quiet."

"However many they are, they could be possessing anyone. Anyone could just walk right in."

"I'd be able to sense them." 

Sam glanced over to her, "Thought you were having trouble with that recently?"

"If it's the same one that was possessing Steven, then I'll know. I got its scent." Sierra replied calmly, "If its any other... well, lets just pray I'm still faster than them."

Dean nodded, not speaking for a moment until he did, "It's kind of wild, right? I mean it's like they're coming for us. They've never done that before." Dean smirked, "It's like we got a contract on us... Think it's because we're so awesome? I think it's 'cause we're so awesome."

Dean grinned again, Sam looked at him unamused before looking away. Dean's smiled dropped until Sierra muttered, "I think we're famous."

He snickered lightly just as Melvin walked in with his keys, Dean remained his sarcastic attitude, "Well, howdy, there, sheriff."

Sam curiously stood up as Melvin unlocked the door, "Uh, sheriff?"

"It's time to go, boys. Lady." Melvin ordered, walking inside.

Dean shook his head, shuffling away from the guy, "Uh... you know what? We're- we're just comfy right here. But thank you."

Henriksen walked into the holding this time, causing the hair on Sierra's neck to stand up in alert. She nudged Sam and Dean warily, shaking her head a bit to indicate that... it's not Henriksen.

"What do you think you're doing?" Henriksen bluntly questioned, marching into the cell.

Melvin barely even looked at the agent, "We're not just gonna sit around here and wait to die. We're gonna make a run for it."

"It's safer here."

"There's a SWAT facility in Boulder."

Henriksen's voice lowered, Sierra stood up slowly with her eyes glaring. "We're not going anywhere."

"The hell we're not-" Melvin began, but Henriksen raised his gun and shot him in the head.

Sierra snarled as Dean and Sam grappled the man, Sierra helped drag him to the toilet and keep his head down. Nancy's rosary was floating in the bowl and Sam started the exorcism.

Phil then ran into the holding cell area, but Dean managed to grab Henriksen's gun and raise it at him first, "Stay back!" Henriksen's face started to burn, he lifted his head out of the bowl with a yell, but Sierra forced his face back inside. "Hurry up!" Dean shouted.

Henriksen roared, his eyes turning black as his head lifted out the bowl. "It's too late. I already called them. They're already coming."

Sierra growled, digging her claws into his temple and pushing his head back in the water. Sam finished the exorcism, causing Henriksen to scream out the black smoke.

The agent fell to the floor, Sam breathed heavily and Sierra stood up next to him. She wiped her bloodied claws on her jeans, watching him closely.

Nancy had been watching the whole thing in fear, cautiously stepping inside, "Is he... is he dead?"