Selina Winchester (Supernatural Season 2) (Supernatural Fanfic)

Nightshifter Pt. 3

(Selina POV)

I was watching the TV when a news report came on

"We're here downtown in front of th City Bank of Milwaukee, and though a short exchange of weapons fire occured just minutes ago, police and SWAT teams maintain position as we enter the third hour of this intense standoff. Authorities estimate as many as ten hostages are being held inside the bank; no word as of yet on the identity of the suspects, or, uh..." commotion began behind her "Something's happening. I think they're opening the door. Roger, are you getting this?" the camera refocused to the front door of the bank.

"No, don't shoot, don't shoot!" A man shouted

"No, no, no, don't even think about it!" a familiar voice shouted "Get the hell back!" the camera closed in on two men exiting the bank: a terrified security guard, and Dean pushing the other man in front of him and holding a rifle.

"Son of a bitch," I muttered

***

(Third Person POV)

Dean drew back inside, shutting the door and latching it. "We are so screwed," He muttered

"You have no idea,"

Dean jumped when Selina appeared. "Told you to sit this one out,"

"And have you two idjits dig yourself a deeper grave," Selina quipped.

Dean glanced at her until his phone rang. "Yeah?"

"Slipped his skin," Sam explained

"What?"

"Yeah, bastard shifts fast. A lot faster than the one in St. Louis,"

"God, it's like playing the shell game. It could be anybody. Again,"

"Yeah, I think most of the employees are out of the vault by now,"

"All right, you search every inch of this place, me and Selina are gonna go round everybody up," Dean flinched when a flash of silver went passed his face

"Thought you didn't like going in naked," Selina smirked as he picked up the silver knife.

"You scare me sometimes,"

Selina shrugged "Well someone's got to keep you on your toes,"

***

(Selina POV)

Dean and I herded the hostages back into the vault but one of the redheads was making me on edge

"And I thought you were one of the good guys," she muttered to Dean

"What's your name?" Dean asked her

"Why would you care?"

"My name's Dean and this is Selina,"

her gaze on me made my skin crawl

"Dean..." I growled

"I'm Sherry," The redhead replied

"Hi, Sherry. Everything's gonna be all right. This will all be over soon, okay?" Dean said

"Dean..." I warned again as Dean shut the vault door and the phone rang, he ignored me as he answered it.

"Yeah? Yeah, listen, I'm not really in the negotiating mood right now, so-Whoa. Kinda harsh for a Federal Agent, don't you think?" Dean's emotion changed to horrified "Yeah, well, that part's future, but how'd you even know we were here?"

I backed away as Dean went dark

"Hey, you don't know crap about my dad. You got no right talking about my dad like that. He was a hero," Dean pounded his forehead in frustration as he hung up just as Sam returned.

"You okay?" Sam asked me but I was busy watching Dean.

"Hey. We've got a bit of a problem outside,"

"No...the problem is locked inside that vault," I told Dean.

Dean looked at me confused, but Sam nodded in agreement. Dean opened the vault causing the hostages to flinch and look around. "Sherry? We're gonna let you go,"

"What? Why me?" The redhead asked

"Show of good faith to the feds, come on,"

"Uh...I think I'd, I'd rather stay here, with the others,"

I approached her "I'm afraid I'm going to insist,"

Sherry looked at us warily. But after a long pause, she approached us. We pushed her back to the hallway. "I thought you were letting me go,"

Dean shoved her forward, holding her head and forcing her to look at the body.

I became confused as she began screaming hysterically "Is that community theater, or are you just naturally that good?"

"This is the last time you become anybody. Ever," Sam told Sherry

"No! Oh god! Ohhh..." Sherry fainted

"Thought you said it was her," Dean muttered as I stopped him from stabbing her

"I felt a connection but..." I blanched "Dean!"

the body opened its eyes and grabbed Dean by the throat.

Sherry woke up and began screaming again.

"Get her outta here!" I told Sam "Now!" I flicked my wrist causing the shapeshifter to get off Dean. "It won't stay down forever, I'll go procure an exit strategy," I shifted out and came across two armored policemen.

"Freeze!" The men ordered

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" I pleaded "I was only here so I could take out some money to buy my brother a bicycle, he's always wanted one...but my parents' came across hard times. Please..." they lowered their weapons and I couldn't help but roll my eyes "Seriously...I can't believe you fell for that," I flicked my wrist but they didn't move, I tilted my head to the side and they did the same. I smirked "Cool..."

***

(Third Person POV)

Dean and Sam pulled off their SWAT masks as they got into the Impala. They looked at each other panting

"We are so screwed," Sam nodded and Dean started the car, pulling out of the parking garage.

"Is no one going to thank me on the exit strategy..." Selina voiced as she appeared in the back. "Also don't worry about the motel...I burned the room down," the boys looked at her shocked "I'm kidding! I wiped the manager's mind...along with the computer records," she noticed Sam's glance "What?"

"I just think it's a little creepy how good of a criminal you are," Sam said