Alive

Chapter 6: Surprise

So I'm having the best sleep of my life. I'm so incredibly comfortable and at ease. I'm snuggled up under the covers, while Sam and Dean sleep in the other bed beside mine. I can hear Dean start to snore just a little and I begin to wake up.

Ironically, as soon as I'm woken up, Sam's cell phone starts to ring. It rings and rings and rings and Sam and Dean seem to sleep right through it. I groan, "Sam. You're phone." I take one of the pillows and shove it over top of my head.  He begins to wake up once he hears my voice.  He realizes his phone is ringing and he finally tiredly sits up and answers it.

He holds the phone up to his ear, running a hand through his messy hair.  "Hello?...Oh, oh my gosh...Yes...Yes, okay we'll be right there." Sam says while on the phone, his facial expression clearly showing panic. 

He hangs up and puts the phone on the nightstand. "Surprise everyone. We didn't catch all of the shapeshifters. They just found another body." He says as he gets up and walks over to the table where his laptop and fake FBI ID is. Dean groans in confusion and annoyance. He sits up and rubs his face with his hands. "What time is it?" Dean asks. Sam checks his watch, "5:30 a.m." Dean groans again, falling back onto the bed. 

I sit up and run my fingers through my hair.  He looks over at me and I look back at him tiredly.  He yawns, getting up from his bed and walking over to me. He looks down at me. "Sam and I will do all the talking with the cops. If we need you, I'll come get you from the car. Take that gun you used before just in case, okay?" Dean says. I nod cooperatively.

I get up and walk over to the chair in the corner, grab my leather jacket, and slip it on quickly.  I watch Sam and Dean as they put their guns in their pockets.

"Dean, what about your face? You're beat to hell, won't the cops ask questions?" I ask.

"No, I already took care of that. The cops thought Dean and I found the killer in the woods and we were both attacked by him. I told him the killer had a female accomplice.  We gave him the two shapeshifter's bodies and told him we had to shoot them. So he thought we already caught the guy, which we thought we did too. So he'll just think Dean was attacked last night, which he was." Sam answers.  "Ohhhh okay." I say as I place the gun Dean gave me into my jacket pocket.  I walk into the bathroom and check my face quickly.

I still have a few cuts and such and my nose is still extremely sore.  Hopefully this time around I don't get the shit beat out of me, because I'm already pretty beat as it is. 

"You ready?"  Dean asks as Sam walks out the door.  I look over at him and nod.  "Yup."  I walk up to him and follow him out the door.

~[[At the new crime scene]]~

I sit and wait in the car while Sam and Dean talk to the cops and take a look around. The location is an old barn way out in the country. I watch out the window as they all turn on their flashlights. It's still too early in the morning for there to be sunlight yet it's still so dark. The crickets are loud. Dean speaks with the cop while Sam continues to look around. My mind begins to wander off while I sit there quietly.

I think about Dean and everything he's said to me since I've met him. I think about him saving me. I think about his eyes...and his smile...He has this act.  It's like this bad boy act.  He paints a picture of himself that makes him seem like such a tough, bad guy.  Like he's some ass.  But he's really not at all.  I can already see that he's incredibly sweet and caring...He's caring most of all.  He just met me, yet he cares so much...

*knock-knock*

Dean knocks on the car window interrupting my thoughts, and I jump slightly. I look over at him and roll the window down. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. This doesn't really look like a shapeshifter kill. Maybe there's just-".