The Hunting Life: My Demons (Supernatural) [2] ON HOLD

17. Hunted Part 2

When the three returned back from getting the records, Will immediately got to work, sitting at the table and started to look through it, Sam standing over her and searching as well. He stopped when he noticed Ava look really shaken up.

"You okay?" he asked her concerned. Ava turned to face him with a wide eyed expression.

"Am I okay?" she asks, almost as if she wasn't entirely sure he was talking to her. Will snorted, not looking up from the papers.

"He wasn't talking to your shoes, honey," she states, causing Sam to flick her in the ear, "Ow! What the hell?!"

Sam rolled his eyes and turned to Ava, "Yeah."

"I just helped you steal some dead guy's confidential psych files," Ava said uncertainly, before she smiled, "I'm awesome!"

Sam and Will laughed.

"I'm liking you a bit now," Will winked before she pulled out a tape recorder, "Check this out."

She pressed play and placed it on the table.

"It started a little over a year ago," Scott's voice came through, "Migraines at first. Then I found I could do stuff."

"What do you mean, 'do stuff'?" Dr. Waxler's voice asked.

"I have this ability. When I touch something, I can electrocute it if I want."

The three all looked at each other, knowing that was exactly what they wanted to hear. They continued to listen as he spoke of the demon, unknowing that Dean was outside, cheering his little brother on for getting it on with two women.

"What else does the yellow-eyed man say?"

"He has plans for me."

"What kind of plans?"

"He says there's a war coming, and people like me, we're gonna be the soldiers, following a woman in white to battle. Everything's about to change."

Will had heard enough and shut it off, feeling everyone else grow uncomfortable.

"He's not talking about us, right?" Ava chuckled nervously. Will rolled his eyes.

"Well, he's definitely talking about the damn Power Rangers, now, is he?" Will sighed frustrated, standing up and rubbing her oncoming headache.

"Well..." Ava choked, "But how can we turn into that?"

Sam sighs, turning to sit down, "I don't--"

Suddenly, a bullet barely misses Sam's head, flying through the glass window.

"Get down!" Sam shouts, pushing the two women to the ground. Another shit fired, breaking the other window.

"Oh, my god, what's happening?" Ava panicked, Will bear crawling to the fallen bullet. She goes to pick it up, but groans in pain as it burns her. Silver

"Whoever it is, they know about me," Will grimaced, feeling her fingers heal.

"Stay low," Sam pulls Will into him as another shot fires. Soon, it stops. Will peers her head up.