We met online

Chapter Seventeen

Sam's phone rings from the bedside table behind him making him groan and let go of Millie who hummed softly in her sleep and moved around. Sam answered the phone with out even looking at the caller ID and ran a hand over his face.
"Sam!" Dean yelled making Sam since and pull his phone away from his ear.
"What Dean?" Sam groggily asked while rubbing his eyes. Still not wanting to talk to his brother after what had happened later that day.
"It's Fred." Dean spoke making Sam sit up on his elbow.
"Fred?" Sam asked wanting to make sure he heard him correctly.
"Yes Fred is the Shifting Wolf. It makes since now though, if Fred came asked to come into someone apartment they wouldn't say no thinking something was wrong. He's the landlord for goodness sake." Dean confirmed making Sam sit up fully and throw his legs over the bed.
"Where are you now?" Sam questioned glancing down at Millie who was sleeping peacefully.
"I'm a couple minutes away, twenty at most." Dean replies as Sam stands up. "Just don't do anything stupid okay wait for me."
"Okay." Sam yawned while stretching. "How did we not see this before. Being the owner of the complex is the perfect cover up." Sam asked while running a hand through his hair.
"I don't know either." Dean sighed. Just then Sam heard something crash from somewhere inside the apartment. Millie jolts up from her stop behind Sam and looks around.
"Sam?" She whispered making Sam turn to her with a finger to his lips. Millie reaches over the side of her bed and reaches under it until her fingers touches something cold and metal. She brings it up and rests it on her lap making Sam's eyes widen. There on her lap sat a pump action shotgun. Millie looked over at Sam with a raised brow silently asking him what he was staring at. Sam only shook his head still a little in shock that the creature they where hunting was in fact Fred and that Millie just magically had a shotgun laying around.
"Sam?" Dean called not hearing his brother say or do anything.
"Yeah?" Sam whispered taking his eyes off of Millie and towards the bedroom door that was shut.

"Why are you whispering?" Dean asked hoping that it wasn't what he was thinking.
"Dean, there something in the apartment." Sam spoke making Dean tense up.
"Sam, don't do anything crazy." Dean states glancing down at the clock.
"I'm about ten minutes away." He comments speeding up. The sound of something scraping against the wooden floor reached both Sam's and Millie's ears making them snap their heads towards the door. Millie moved closer to Sam so that she was pressed against his back. She grabbed onto his arm tightly as her other hand grabbed onto the shotgun. Sam looks back at her and frowned slightly seeing little to no fear in her eyes. Low growling could be heard now making Sam reach for the gun in the back of his pants. Millie moves slightly feeling Sam reach for something her eyes widening as he pulls out a gun.
'How long has he had that?" She thought watching as he brings it to rest in his knee in front of him. The growling and scratching grew louder as the seconds tick by, making Millie raise her shotgun towards the door.
"Dean I need to go." Sam spoke his voice calm as his stare was locked on the door in front of him.
"What no Sam!" Sam hung up before Dean could say anything else and threw the phone onto the bed.

They both sat there, guns ready to fire once the thing burst through the door. Their breathing was calm as their fingers itched to pull the trigger upon hearing the thing out side their room stalk closer and closer to the door. The low light from the hallway shone under the bedroom door until it was blocked by the thing outside. The growling grew loaded and the scraping ran up and down the door causing Millie to shiver slightly at the sound. The thing sniffed and a deep growl emitted from the monsters throat as something banged on the door.