I Am Complete

CHAPTER 17

SAM'S POV:

Andy comes out, wearing a running outfit. Tight pink yoga pants and a matching thin pink sweater. "Do I look like good enough bait?" she asks. "Yeah, you look amazing. I mean, I'm not looking or anything-" I just stop talking. Luckily, Andy seems to take it as a compliment. "Thanks, Sam. This sweater kind of sheds, but they'll have to do." A piece of pink fuzz falls to the floor. While we walk to the car, Dean elbows me. "Smooth."

When we arrive at the forest, we grab our tools and get ready to capture the satyr. I'm really not comfortable with this. I don't want to risk Andy getting hurt, or worse, killed. "Here's how it's going to work. I'll stand there, looking feminine, you two hide and when he comes out, gank him. Sound good?" I nod yes, but my gut turns. I don't like this. She must notice my hesitation. "Sam, don't worry. I'm going to be fine. I promise." She gives me a small smile.

Dean and I burrow down behind some trees, doing our best to stay out of sight. Andy stands out in the open, stretching her legs and arms. I don't know how she's so confident. I would be terrified if I was in her position. "Okay. When the goat man appears, shoot him. Just try not to shoot Andy." I instruct. "Got it. Shoot the monster, not your girlfriend." I roll my eyes. "She's not my girlfriend, Dean." Dean smirks. "She will be once you man up and tell her how you feel."

I'm about to argue with him, but I hear a rustling in the bushes behind me. I whirl around and I see the satyr, standing there in all his goatly glory. I'm about to scream out to warn the others, but he grabs my hair and knees my head. I fall to the ground, the world blurring. I hear Dean grunt and I feel him fall down to the ground next to me. I hear screaming. Andy's screaming. I get up, stumbling, my vision blurry. "ANDY! HOLD ON!" I shout. I pull out my gun, aming it at the satyr. Andy is unconscious, and the satyr holds her against his chest, blocking any shots I could take. I can't risk hitting Andy. The satyr runs off, and I start to chase it, screaming out for Andy.

The forest looks the same every which way I look. I feel like I'm going in circles. I can hear the satyr running, but I can't tell which direction the sound is coming from. "SAM! SAM!" Dean shouts. I turn around and see Dean running towards me, a thin trickle of blood running down his face. "Where did it go?" He asks. "I don't know, it got Andy. We have to find her. Dean, we have to find her." I say hurriedly. Panic fills my veins.

"Sammy. You have to breathe. We won't be able to find her if you're freaking out." Dean puts a hand on my shoulder. "It's my fault, I should have reacted faster. I should have saved her." Dean frowns at me. "This isn't your fault. Right now, we have to focus on finding Andy." I know he's right. "He could be doing anything to her. She could be dead for all we know," I don't know what I'll do if I lose Andy. I just met her, but I've fallen in love with her. Not just a simple crush type of love, but true love. The kind of love that stops your heart, the kind of love that could both build you up and destroy you.

"This thing has to have a hideout, somewhere isolated. There's miles of forest out here. We need to try and track it." We retrace our steps back to where we started. There are faint hoofprints, so faint I can barely see them. "Dean, there's no way we'll be able to track these all the way to her." Dean kneels down. "No. But we can track her using this." He holds up a small piece of pink fuzz, the same shade as her sweater. "I guess we've gotta Hansel and Gretel this bitch." Dean mutters. I hope we can find Andy in time.