Can we trust the huntress?

Innocent (9)

Deans POV

„Oh she's a son of a bitch!! She is playing with us. Why is she playing with us?!?" I stated before I notice that she was walking down from her table that she was dancing on. Oh damn those legs. I didn't notice that she was so hot.

Sams POV

I didn't realize she was this beautiful.

Jacks POV

Wow, she's... she's pretty.

Castiels POV

Y/n is nice looking.

Y/n POV

Carl, the name of the Bouncer, Said that the boys said yes to the deal. I thanked him and started to walk towards the table where the gang was sitting at. Why can't they just leave me alone? I know they have questions that I can't answer.

„Stop staring." I grumbled. I wasn't sure if they've noticed that I am right infront of their table right now but it's almost 11 and there will be a new victim soon.
„Jack slide over"

He didn't move. No one of them did.

„Guys!"

They all winced and finally looked into my eyes.

„Didn't know you were a stripper y/n-"

„Exotic dancer dean. Let's say exotic dancer."

Dean smirked a little showing his smut smile. Sweet.
I looked at Sam who looked really suprised before he started talking.
„Why are you hunting again? We didn't forget what happened yesterday and it's hard to forget what happened. But you can trust us. Please. It's not hard to see that this is eating you alive. We all can feel it when we only look at you."
I stared at him in shock. I didn't expect him to be so direct.

„maybe another time okay. But right now I really need to save the next victim it will happen at 11 pm."

„Y/n.." Cas hinted," it's 11:02"

Oh no. Please no. I jumped up and started to run towards the dressing room hoping that no one was alone in there. My heels were extremely high what made it hard to run, so I stumbled into the room with Sam, Deam, Cas and jack quickly following me. I pushed the door open and rushed into the room. There were a few bags, make up brushes infront of all the mirrors and bras and slips all over the floor. But no body insight.

„Okay Boys I guess no one died today-"
There was a loud scream that was coming from the male dressing room. I kicked the door open and entered the room before I saw the body on the ground. It was Carl.

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I grabbed my stuff, kicked of my shoes and started to walk outside while the guys tried to talk to me but I wasn't able to listen to any of them. I noticed how tears were growing in my eyes. I could've saved him.

SAMS POV

She walked past us everytime we tried to stop her from leaving the Club but she eventually made it out. We shuffled behind her until she suddenly stopped. The neon signs were reflecting on her plastic material clothes and her (y/skin/c) was glowing in the moon light.

She slowly turned around and we finally saw her face again. It was full of guilt and anger. It felt so familiar. With all of us.
Y/n opened and closed her mouth again, like she was trying to get words out of her mouth, but her throat was to dry to.

„ Hey, it's okay" Jack coached, Dean continued „ yeah, you know what let's drive back to that motel we live in and let's talk about the information you have, and the information we have. And we finally have time to tell eachother who we really are". I elbowed him. He was really pushing her into this? I mean, we all wanted to know but we all could feel that she is trying to act tough and hard right now, but tears are forming a sea inside her already.

She nodded and we all agreed in meeting in her motel room again.

Y/N POV

I don't know what this feeling inside me is right now but I felt like I can trust them. I felt connection again.

„Try to find a place to sit and get conpfortable. I have a long story to tell."
Sam and Jack were sitting on one of the twin beds while dean threw him self on the other one. Cas decided to take one of the chairs.

I involved them into all the information I knew about the Case in this moment and also how i felt like it had a connection to me.
„- and it is extremely weird, that Carl was the last victim I mean he was a man. And as much as I remember, none of the victims had di-"

„Okay y/n okay" Dean interrupted me „Well it sounds like this case somehow has a connection with you and Carl was one of the last guys you've talked to. And I guess he was alone in the dressing room in that moment..... oh and we know that no one ever died in this club, that means someone left and Item in there with someone's blood on it what causes that the ghost can't leave this place."

„But Look Dean something doesn't add up. No one who works there had a tragic death in their family or so,-"

The temperature sunk and I started to feel goosebumps on my skin. Before the boys came, I switched my clothes into compfy sweatpants and an oversized AC/DC shirt. But should've worn a hoodie too. I guess the boys have noticed too, they all jumped up and tried to grab salt before it was too late. I noticed how the windows crystallized and how my skin got goosebumps before Sam and Dean were pinned onto the left wall and jack and Cas onto the right. No one of them was able to move, not even Jack or Cas could do anything. I'm not sure if they even tried.

But somehow nothing happened to me. I saw how they boys stared right behind me. „It's behind me isn't it?" the tiny hair in my neck was rising up and I slowly turned around.
My breathing sped up and my face froze when I saw the ghost who was so close, that she could feel my breathing under her own skin. (Not sure if that's possible but well)

„Y/b/f?"