I've been working on this story for awhile and finally decided to put it up. Here is a little backstory for the story. Colbie grew up with the Winchester boys and has an intricate past with both of them. This past is going to cause all sorts of drama and result in her having to choose, while breaking her own heart in the process.
Chapter 1
Colbie sat patiently in the police station waiting for the detective to come back. The door opened to the small room she was sitting in. The detective came in with another man following behind him.
"Colbie this is Brian Young, he's an FBI agent," the detective said gesturing at the young man. "He wants to talk to you about what you saw."
Colbie nodded blankly and shifted in her chair. The detective walked back out of the room and closed the door. Colbie glanced anxiously at the mirror knowing there were people watching her.
"It's Colbie right? Like the singer Colbie Caillat?" Brian asked.
"Yeah, I guess," Colbie replied, while still staring at the mirror.
"So Colbie, tell me about that day. What did you do?" Brian asked.
Colbie glanced at him briefly and sighed softly. "I got up that morning around 8. I went for a run, and then came back to my apartment to shower. When I got into the shower everything was fine, Zach was still asleep. I was in the shower for 20 minutes, I got out dried off and got dressed. When I opened the bathroom door, I saw a creature leaning over Zach. There was blood all over the bed and Zach wasn't moving."
Colbie paused briefly and took a deep breath. She had relived it so many times, she doubted she would ever forget what had happened. "Then the creature looked up and saw me. It lunged at me and knocked me into the wall. I don't remember what happened after that, I just remember waking up a couple of hours later and seeing Zach dead. I called the police, but I didn't realize I would become the prime suspect in my boyfriend's murder."
Brian nodded once and jotted down some notes, "What did the creature look like?"
Colbie glanced at the mirror hang and looked down at her hands. "Me, the creature looked like me," she whispered.
Brian glanced at the mirror and then back at Colbie. He scribbled something on the piece of paper and slid it across the table to her. "This is my information, call me if you think of anything else," Brian ordered before standing up.
Colbie picked up the piece of paper and read it quickly. She met Brian's gaze briefly and nodded once.
"It seems to me that this station is holding this young woman without substantial evidence. Detective without further evidence there is no reason to continue to hold her," Brian ordered. The detective appeared in the doorway moments later and opened the door.
"Miss. Shepard you are free to go, stop at the front desk and sign out. Don't leave town Colbie," the detective said. "Agent Young I'd like to speak with you for a moment if you don't mind."
Colbie walked quickly from the room and headed to the front desk as the detective had said. She signed out and headed back out into the parking lot. Colbie climbed in her car and reread the note Agent Young had given her. Without a second thought, Colbie headed to the address that he had given her.