Hayden & Dean (The Sequel) - A Tethered Love

Chapter 15: Items Retrieved

"So, where is this book?" Dean asks frustrated once we get Rowena into the car. She stares at him with a smile and he sighs out exhausted playing her game "I will kill you" he grits through his teeth.

She blinks twice, not flinching at his threat but answers "it's in a safe deposit box, in the bank down the road." she informs us.

Dean slides in the back seat next to her and I get in the front, Sam puts the car in drive and moves forward to the bank. "What number?" I ask unbuckling my seat belt.

She laughs from her stomach "they will check for identification."

I look at Dean who looks at me before dropping his eyes to the floor. He pushes the door open and lets Rowena drag herself out of the car. He puts his jacket over her arms, covering the chains. He pulls a gun out of the waistband of his pants and puts it to her back "don't try anything stupid."

"Dean" I stop them from going forward. Sam has stepped out of the car at the point as well. "Let me go in with her" I walk to him, putting my hand on his arm.

"No way" he argues against it "you've spent enough time with her" he shrugs past my hand and pushes her on.

"Dean. Stop!" I yell lowly back to him. Rowena stops as does he. She turns with an annoyed look, but he doesn't turn to meet my eyes "you're upset, I get that. It's been a long time though" I remind him, now putting my hand over the one he grips the gun with.

"I'll be fine" He mumbles back to me.

"Please. Let me go in, I'll be fine, and I'll feel better about it." I try to persuade him. He doesn't move his position of the gun from her back so I further encourage "I'll take the gun, no chances." I try.

He grits his teeth "fine" and agrees. He lets me take over control of the gun and moves aside for me.

I nudge the older women forward and we make our way into the bank. We get to the teller and he smiles as we approach the window "I need to open my box" she pulls an I.D out of a bag and slides it through the glass. He takes a hold of it, looking at it carefully before typing something into the computer.

"Ahh, yes Ms. Daphne, you can take a seat over there and someone will be right with you. One guest?" He asks looking to me and I nod with a small smile back "very well" he returns before returning her I.D and walking away from the window.

"Daphne?" I question her in a whisper as we walk to sit down. She doesn't respond to me and takes a graceful seat on a couch down a corridor.

A few minutes go by in silence before the man returns, informing us that the room is ready for her "you are all set mam."

She smiles back without showing her teeth and stands to walk away. I follow her, staying close and on edge, ready for whatever she may try to do. We get to a door and she stands there "what are you doing?" I ask her after a few moments.

"are these really necessary?" She looks down towards her arms referencing the chains.

I sigh out annoyed and getting impatient "just go" I grit back to her. She follow my direction and opens the door. It opens without making a noise and the room is rather small. There is a table set up with two chairs. The safe deposit box rests on the table just waiting for us to open it. She goes inside and takes a seat in the chair closest to us. I move around her and take one next to her, keeping the gun trained in case she tries anything. I remove the jacket so I can see her hands now and she takes a key out of a bag and goes to reach for the box. She turns the silver item and the box clicks, allowing it to be opened. She lets the key sit in the key hold and moves her hands to open it. Her eyes glisten when it opens at the items inside. I look down in disgust "what is all that?" I comment as well.

She gently lifts something out that looks like an old bone of some kind "just things that are hard to come by, this here is a bone of a child" she eyes like when she says it. I don't flinch, knowing about hex bags and similar things from Dean. "a special child that it is, one that was like your son." she adds on.

The mention of my son pushes anger through me and I stand up forcefully "let's go!" I demand moving my hand to grab the book out of the box. I thrust my fingers past other miscellaneous items and grab it, the rest of her things falling out of the box. She laughs from her stomach, clearly happy she has gotten to me and ignores my command "did you here me?" I threaten "let's go" I snarl again to her.

"We'll need more then just the book my dear" she finishes her hardy laugh with a chuckle.

I roll my eyes annoyed but quickly push the fallen items on the table towards her, allowing her to put them into her bag. After, we retreat out of the bank and make our way back to an eager Dean "you alright?" He asks once we're close enough to hear him.

"Fine." I say back ignoring his concerned look "let's get going." I mumble passing the gun back to him and going around to the other side of the car. I get in, ignore the looks the brothers are giving me and try to keep my mind off of what she said to me.