Chapter Three: Walt and Roy

Sorry for the delay once again ff was not playing nice. This chapter has a few words of curse in it.

Siobhan sat engrossed in Bobby's journal, Sam slept restlessly on the couch. Every so often she would glance up at the man who was too big for the couch and wonder. Wonder what he and his brother meant to Bobby. It had only been an hour that Bobby and Dean had left to run errands and so far all was quiet. The phones silent, the only sound Sam's periodic groans, the ticking the clock in the kitchen. A roar coming up the driveway got her attention. It didn't sound like Dean's car and it was coming way to fast. There was urgency in the driver and she had no idea when Bobby or Dean would be back.

The car skidded to a halt, horn blaring. Waking Sam who shot up quickly with his hand going for a gun that was in his waistband. Once a hunter's skill was honed as sharply as the Winchesters there was no going back.

"Easy Sam," she said as she put a hand out and slowly walked out of the study toward the door. Suddenly it burst open and two males walked in.

"Where's Bobby," the bearded one asked as he lay his friend down on the floor?

"He's in town," she replied. Instinct told her they were hunters. The blood flow told her they were injured, and the ammonia smell told her what had injured them. Jabberwocky…one of the nastiest beasts from her side. Able to turn into your worst nightmare before its jaws and claws rip you apart slowly.

"Jabberwocky," she said as she knelt beside the injured hunters. "You have to tell me everything that happened. Don't leave anything out no matter how insignificant you thing it might be. I'll be right back."

She ran to get her medical supplies that were in the study, beside the couch where Sam had been. He was up, struggling to get into the hallway.

"It's ok Sam," she said calmly. "Just inured hunters. I can handle them. Just stay here, call Bobby tell him to get home now." She pushed him back onto the couch.

"Those bastards shot Dean and me in cold blood. I owe them a bullet to the head!" He had recognized the voices immediately.

"That you might. But first I need to know what happened. It was a creature from my side that got them. I need to know what's going on. If you just let me find out then you can do whatever you need to."

Sam felt compelled to do what she said. Though he really couldn't remember who she was, he knew she was a friend of Bobby's or Bobby's daughter or something. He did as he was told as she headed back into the hallway as Sam dialed his brother.

"Sam everything alright," Dean asked worriedly?

"No, Walt and Roy are here. They're injured."

"Siobhan," he heard Bobby ask in the background?

"She's taking care of them."

"We're on our way back," Dean said urgently.

Sam could hear the Impala's engine rev in the background.

Tending to the non-bearded one who was hurt the most Siobhan noted the other just had blood from his friend on him and wasn't hurt. Best thing to do was to keep the friend busy with helping and telling her what had happened.

"Get him into the living room," she said. Sam was in the study, the living room had a couch as well which would make a good place to tend to the wounds. The fact the hunter was alive was good, he would probably survive.

Walt paid no attention to the fact that there was a woman alone in Bobby's house. He didn't even realize Sam was in the study, his focus was solely on Roy. "Bobby'll know what to do," he said. Eyes never leaving his friend.

"I'm Bobby's daughter Siobhan, I know what to do too," she said. Thank the gods that the man was too concerned with his buddy right now to question!

Bobby and Dean would be back soon. She had no doubt she could handle human hunters all by herself but she didn't want to start off on a bad note. Sam would just have to wait for revenge.

"We were attacked by a creature, don't know what it was. Never saw it coming. He's hurt real bad," Walt said as he cradled his companion's body.

"He was attacked by a Jabberwocky, nasty ass creature from the Other realm. He's lucky it didn't' kill him. How did you fight it off?" She was concerned because if they fought off a Jabberwocky by themselves then they were champions, the best hunter on the planet, the ones she needed to train.

"It seemed scared by something. Let him go and ran. I couldn't do anything!" Guilt was eating at Walt.

Siobhan sensed the man's guilt. Best to occupy him with helping his friend, who would be alright. The wounds were treatable, for her anyway. She would teach Bobby how to heal, Dean and Sam too and if these two hunters wanted them as well. But she apparently had one more thing to occupy herself while on this side. A Jabberwocky was the second alpha on the food chain, they only things it would be threatened by were the Vortex and if that had come through Earth would already be destroyed, or a Sagittarius..and if one of them were on this side – well it wouldn't be good.

"What's his name?" One thing at a time, she reminded herself.

"Roy. I'm Walt," he said as the door opened and Bobby and Dean walked in.

"You're dead motherfucker," Dean said. His voice dripping with venom and his gun pointed at Walt's head! "Told you I'd be pissed when I got back!"

TBC