Chapter Two
Jaime's eyes fluttered open as she took in her surroundings. She looked around, her sight still fuzzy. She could make out the many symbols that covered the walls and the strange ironwork shape above her head. She could see day light, it stung her eyes so she closed them to block it out. Noticing the throbbing pain coming from the back of her head, she tried to raise her hands to her pounding head. She couldn't move! Now she was more awake she could clearly see that she was tied to a chair in the middle of a cylindrical room with her hands handcuffed behind her back.
Then that smell. The smell was overpowering it was whisky and Old Spice. She knew exactly where she was. Jaime remembered when she was younger her dad and uncle had shown her this room. It was her Uncle Bobby's panic room, why on earth was she tied to a chair in her uncle's panic room? Then the memories came flooding back. The conversion she had with her uncle, he anger, attacking Dean, his scent, the sound of his heart beating faster and faster beneath her body.
Suddenly the door to the panic room opened and there stood her Uncle Bobby.
"Jaime, how are you feeling?" Bobby asked gently.
"As well as can be expected. After all I'm tied to a chair, my hands are handcuffed, oh and my head throbs like a bitch! Other than that, I'm hunky dory." Jaime said sarcastically, her eyes flashing green, a slight smirk crossing her mouth.
"That would be my fault, you were out of control, you attacked Dean; you were going to feed from him. What was I meant to do, you know as well as I do that if you had fed from him, we wouldn't be able to save you. So I hit you with the back of my shot gun, you're my niece, my only blood family, I have to protect you!" Bobby exclaimed staring at the woman in the chair.
"Maybe I don't want to be saved, maybe I like this; maybe I want this!" Jaime stared at him intently.
"No you don't Jaime, now please listen; just tell me what the fang that bit you looked like." Bobby couldn't help but worry about what was happening to his niece.
"Now why would I want to tell you that? If I told you, you would go kill it and then make that stupid antidote." She growled.
"Fine if you won't tell me, then me, Dean and Sam will just have to go to Dark Water, to where you work, find that nest and kill all of those, those things!" He could feel his eyes stinging from the tears that were trying to force free.
Bobby left Jaime where she was, not wanting to look at her, shutting the door to the panic room behind him.
"Boys looks like we are going to have to go on a road trip to Dark Water, it's about two days drive from here." Bobby explained when he had come into the kitchen, looking at Sam and Dean.
"When we get there we are going to have to look for the nest and kill every single one of those sons of bitches, because Jaime won't describe what the one that bit her looks like."
"Bobby, she's not herself, she doesn't know what she wants, once we get the antidote in her, she will be herself again." Sam smiled shyly at Bobby.
"I'm not so sure." Dean replied looking towards his brother and Bobby.
"What on earth, Dean how can you say something like that? You were fine after you were given the antidote, so why shouldn't she be?" Bobby shouted angrily.
"Because when I was attacked, I didn't start to turn until four days later. Hers seems to be accelerated. She's turning too quickly, what if we do find the vamp that did this and we give her the antidote and it doesn't work, then what?" Dean said pointing towards the basement where Jaime was tied up in the panic room.
"We have to at least try, I can't leave her to change into one of those things, she's the only real family I have left and she needs my help." Bobby exclaimed.
"OK Bobby, we will try, but if we can't save her, we will have to kill her." Dean glared at Bobby.
"I know that you idjit, so the sooner we get to Dark Water the better, come on lets go now. Jaime will be fine, she can't go anywhere and she won't need any food. I have a feeling that the only thing she will be craving will be blood." Bobby started grabbing a few things, tossing them into a bag as he spoke. Sam and Dean looked at each other, then at Bobby.
"Bobby, how come you never told us about Jaime, about having a niece; you said you didn't have any family left?" Sam asked kindly.
Bobby looked at the two men that were staring at him, he pulled a chair out and sat as Sam perched on the edge of the table and Dean stood against the wall. Bobby took a deep breath and began.
"I never wanted her to become a part of this life. She knew bits about it but we never explained everything to her; me and her dad that is. After what happened with my wife I decided to become a hunter to kill those things out there that caused all of this. My brother didn't fully understand, although he did help me as much as he could. He had been in the army for years so he knew a great deal about guns and fighting tactics, so he taught me how to properly defend myself. However I couldn't ask too much of him, Jaime was only young then, her mother had died in child birth. We were very close, it was almost like Jaime was my daughter, and I was so protective over her just as much as her father. Unfortunately her dad passed away in a car accident, when she was sixteen, so I kind of took over the father role. I did everything I could to protect her from the life I was living, however she found out about everything, she couldn't understand why I would want to hunt things that wanted to kill or eat me. She was about twenty- two when she found out everything; she became angry and said that I was crazy. We had a massive argument and she just grabbed her things and stormed out the door. That was nearly two years ago. I got letters from her, telling me where she was. More often or not she was working in restaurants and bars. The last letter I got from her was three weeks ago. Last thing I heard she was working in a bar called Roxy's in Dark Water, Penysylvania. So you see I have to help her, I'm all she has left, I would never forgive myself if we can't fix this, I owe it to her and my brother."
Sam and Dean looked at Bobby and then at each other, understanding the pain he was feeling. All they had ever wanted to do was protect their loved ones and now Bobby needed their help.
"Well we better get moving then; after all it is going to take two days to get there." Dean said breaking the eerie silence.
The three men grabbed their bags and walked out of the house and towards Dean's Impala. Opening the trunk they tossed their bags in to it along with their guns.
As Dean jumped into the driver's seat, Bobby climbed in next to him, whilst Sam got in the back.
They all just sat there in silence as Dean started the engine. The engine made a loud rumbling noise as they sped off out of the salvage yard. Bobby glanced behind him as his house faded into the distance. He just hoped for Jaime's sake they could save her in time. Looking back ahead at the dusty road he felt more determined than ever to save her.
