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Chapter Ten: The Truth is Finally Revealed
Impala: Anna and Dean
"Anna? Can I ask you something?"
"What?" For the last hour the ride was relatively quiet. Anna was still embarrassed with finding out she told Dean he had beautiful eyes. But since then he hadn't said another thing about that night. Maybe Dean wasn't so bad after all.
"Why did the vampire have heartburn?" Or maybe not… Did she really tell him that joke? Oh, crap. She glared at Dean and that was just the reaction he needed because he started to laugh yet again.
"You suck. Okay so I made a complete ass out of myself. I told you I didn't drink and this is exactly why. The last time I got drunk I was like seventeen." She smiled remembering the memory. "You should have seen Chase, he was so pissed off."
"He doesn't seem like the kind of guy to get mad over a teenager drinking…"
"Oh, he wasn't mad that I was drinking. No, he was mad that I drank all of his beer… but then he got mad after I puked all over his house." She laughed out loud because Chase really did get pissed at her. Dean joined her laughing. "So, that's why I don't drink because it makes me do stupid things and say stupid things.
"I'm sorry."
Anna was a little taken back by him next words. Why was Dean sorry? "For what? You didn't force the alcohol down my throat. Nope, I knew what would happen and I took the chance…and lost big time." She was trying to make a joke but when Dean still remained serious she began to feel uncomfortable.
"No, I'm sorry about your family."
For a brief moment she thought she misunderstood him. Wow, she really did talk too much when she was drunk. "What did I say about them?" Her voice was devoid of emotion, she had to know what she told him. God, now she really hated alcohol. She was so stupid…
"You just said how you think that the vampire that killed your family is involved in this whole thing with Damien." She didn't say anything to him. Shit, she really was stupid. "I'm sorry…"
"Don't be. It's not a big deal. I mean everyone involved in this kind of life has a sob story behind it. I mean people don't choose to live the way we do unless something bad drove them to. We all have our own horror stories of loss. I mean you and Sam lost your mother and father, I'm sure Bobby had his own nightmares. Its nothing new Dean, we just choose to live with it in different ways. And one way I live with it is pretend it doesn't exist."
"True, it's okay if you want to talk about it you know? Sometimes it's good to remember? … I'll take that has a no. Well, anyway… how does this have something to do with Damien?"
"Look, we are almost back to Chase's apartment. When we get there I will explain everything to you, Sam, and Bobby so I don't have to say it more than once. Deal?"
"Deal."
Anna looked out the window and thought about how much she should tell the three men. She looked over at Dean and he gave her a small smile in return. She looked away and decided that she needed to tell them the truth because she intended to end this once and for all. She was going to make sure both Damien and Dominique were dead by the time this was over.
"Anna?"
"Hmmm?"
"Does Chase have a sob story?"
"Yeah, he does but I don't know the whole story."
"Why not?"
"Who do you think taught me that it's better to forget?"
The remaining part of the drive was spent listening to music. When they finally parked in the parking garage of Chase's building, Anna was relieved. Chase's Aston Martin was parked in its regular parking lot which meant he was there. Thank god because they had a lot of work to do. The ride up in the elevator seemed to go on forever. She was getting really nervous because she knew once they got into Chase's apartment she'd have to tell the whole story. When they walked into the apartment both Sam and Bobby were sitting on the couches in the living room. They looked exhausted both physically and mentally. Anna left Dean with Bobby and Sam so they could talk privately. She went in search for Chase.
When she concluded that Chase was in fact not here she went to his office disappointed. Where the hell was he? Why didn't he take his car? She sat down at his desk and looked at the mess that was there; food wrappers, empty beer cans, and papers scattered all around. When Chase got tired he got messy. She started to sort the papers on his desk; many had Chase's messy writing all over them, some about the case and some words that showed how annoyed he was with this assignment. She found a pile of papers with symbols on it and sure enough there was the symbol that had haunted her dreams for so many nights. Looking at it now, it didn't seem that bad just two symbols put together but she knew it was much more than that. She was distracted from her thoughts when a knock sounded at the door. When she looked up all three men were at the doorway.
"We should probably get this over with then. Where is Chase anyway?" The three men all entered the office with Bobby and Dean taking the chairs and Sam leaning against a book shelf.
"That asshole is on a date and we are not waiting for him. He has kept us waiting all week." Bobby sounded tired and irritated which he probably had every right to. Chase was on a date? That didn't seem right but anyway she had work to be done and Bobby was right they didn't have time to wait.
"Sam filled me in on the symbol and the vampire name Dominique." When Dean said the name it startled her. She hated that name and was also surprised on how much Chase had told. He must trust Sam partially if he gave that much information away.
"Chase wouldn't tell me how you were involved with the symbol, that it was your story to tell." Anna was a little shocked that Dean hadn't told Sam about her family but then again she made a deal to tell the story herself.
"Dominique killed my family when I was sixteen. I went to Chase after my family's death and he helped me find out all the information we could on him… Dominique was always power hungry. We figured out why he targeted my family. My family has passed on the Dhampir abilities for many generations but only to the male children never females. Some people believed that women could never inherent these abilities and there were even myths that if any female did get these abilities that they would be beyond powerful. Well Dominique believed these myths so for hundreds of years he watched families of Dhampirs and waited for an opportunity."
She took a deep breath and looked to the three men. She wanted to be sure that they were still with her and didn't think she was nuts. But all three men were taking her seriously and listening with interest, so she continued;
"Well lucky me, it was my family that he targeted. My great, great, great grandpa or maybe it was another great, I don't know, it was just a long ass time ago, anyway he was a Dhampir and his wife was captured by Dominique. It was simple; Dominique would kill her if my grandfather didn't agree to his deal…"
"What deal?" Sam asked when I just paused. I was trying to tell this story as clearly as possible but it was hard because all this was based on information that Chase and I collected and put together over the last few years.
"A deal that Dominique would let her live if he promised that the first girl born in his family line that inherited the Dhampir abilities would be promised to him. Of course he agreed. And then there was me." She just shrugged her shoulders because the rest was kind of a no brainer. She was the first girl to be born with the Dhampir abilities.
"So how did you find out? Did your father tell you?"
"No, my father never told me about what he was. I'm not entirely sure but I think he knew he was a Dhampir but tried to live a normal life anyway. I don't think he believed the stories, or chose not to. I didn't find out what he was, hell what I was until the night Dominique came to collect on the deal."
It was silent until Sam asked, "So what happened?"
"Sam…"
"No, Dean he has a right to know. I mean this could connect to whatever the hell Damien wants with him. Well, long story short; he killed my family and I went to Chase and he filled me in on the whole vampires really do exist thing." It was actually kind of scary how she talked about the murder of her family with no emotion at all. It was like she was discussing the weather.
"How did you know about Chase?" Once again I was pulled from my thoughts. Dean's question was not unexpected because I was a little cryptic earlier when discussing how Chase and I met.
"Well know how I told you that I when I first met him I instantly hated him?" At Dean's nod, I continued, "Well I didn't understand it then but I was with my father when he stopped to talk to Chase. I was in the truck and instantly my stomach started to feel weird. I had no clue what it was but I ignored it. Then two years later I got the same pain but like times a hundred. At first I thought Chase was a monster like Dominique so when I escaped I went to him to… well I don't know why I went to him. I just needed answers. And Chase was able to give me answers. My father had went to Chase two years earlier because he was starting to sense my abilities and he wanted Chase's help to get out of Dominique's deal. So I guess that's about everything."
"So you have no clue what Dominique has to do with Damien?" I shook my head no. "Have you seen Dominique since that night?" Again I shook my head.
"Well, I didn't think it was possible but finding out more information has confused me even more. Sammy, what's that symbol you and Chase found at the warehouse?"
We all followed Sam to the living room where he showed us the picture. Neither Dean nor Anna had any clue what it meant. So they were back to square one; research. They started looking at the new books that she and Dean had brought back.
Many hours later…
Chase was trying to be quiet getting back into his apartment. Things at Isis' house had definitely gotten interesting and when he said interesting he met really fucking weird.
When Isis first said that her being naked was so that she could be closer to nature he just nodded and rolled his eyes. When she instructed him to at least take off his shirt and pants, he argued but then she told him to either listen to him or leave. So that was how he ended up in his boxers sitting inside a pentagram while Isis danced naked around him. He couldn't help think how ridiculous this all was but then Isis told him to stop thinking negatively and be one with nature. Whatever the hell that meant.
He was a little hesitant to listen to her anymore when she pulled out an ancient dagger but once again she told him that he needed this information not her. She told him that the powers were calling for blood. Chase wasn't sure if the powers really needed blood or if she was getting her payback. She had brought the dagger down on his arm and he felt it dig into his flesh. Luckily it didn't take too much blood for the 'powers' but it did hurt like a bitch. He felt his blood slowly flow into a wooden bowl. After what felt like hours of her dancing and chanting he was about ready to tell her to screw herself and leave but then he felt energy in the room. When he looked to Isis she was looking into a bowl with his blood and taking to it. He didn't understand anything that was being said but just continued watching her. When Isis was finally finished talking to his blood, as weird as that sounds, she looked at him and then suddenly all the energy went away.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
Was she serious? "Well did you find out what the symbol means? I mean you were seriously talking to my blood forever. …will you put some clothes on now?" She was just staring down at him naked. Suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable so he stood up and went to his jeans. He totally forgot about his arm bleeding until blood dripped on his pants. Shit, these were his favorite jeans too. All he wanted to do was get the information and get the fuck out of here. Isis was seriously creeping him out.
"Chase, does my body make you uncomfortable?" She started walking towards him which was the very last thing he wanted her to do.
He held up his hands as to tell her to stop which probably made him look stupid but he didn't care right now because he was a little freaked out. Isis stopped just before his hands and just stared at him. If she moved any closer he would practically be groping her. He put his hands down and then awkwardly put them to his sides.
"Ummm… no I'm not uncomfortable at all. Nope not one bit. Anyway, did the 'powers' tell you what the symbol meant?"
"Yes, they did. The symbol represents a demon." And that was all she said. Then she gave him what he figured was a seductive look but it just sent chills up his back.
"What demon?"
"Oh no no Chase. It's not going to be that easy. Nice try though! If you want this information you are going to have to work for it!"
Fuck! What the hell did he get himself into? He started to zip up his pants as he said, "Okay, how much money do you want? I can probably get you cash by tomorrow depending how much it is. So name your price."
He was caught off guard when her hands went to his hands. "First thing Chase, I do not have a price. No, I don't want your money. What I want is much better than money?"
"Oh yeah? And what's that?" He tried not to sound too terrified to find out the answer. Her hands were still on his and he would deny it later but his hands were slightly shaking.
"I want your body of course. So you won't be needing those pants."
"W-what? You want my body? Are you fucking serious?" When she just nodded
he moved his hands so that she was no longer touching him. "Look,
I know I'm great in all but even I'll admit I'm not worth the
amount of money I'm willing to pay for this demon's name. Ten
thousand dollars?"
She just shook her head no.
"Twenty? Thirty? Forty? Fifty? Fifty thousand dollars? Wow, you really are psychotic!"
"Chase, please enough with the dramatics. You know my price so either pay it or leave?
"You are seriously turning all that money down just to get into my pants?"
"I thought that you would be a little more flattered than this."
"Ummm… no I guess I'm flattered, confused as shit but I guess flattered but I don't get it? There must be a catch… I mean you already slept with me so…? I don't know this is weird. Really really weird!"
"Yes I did sleep with you but you were under a spell. You were hopelessly devoted to me but you weren't you. I want the angry asshole Chase." Upon Chase's confused look she continued, "Having sex with you the first time was great but I can't even imagine it when you're angry and aggressive. When you are you; with no spell behind it. It would be perfect! So here are your choices Chase; you can either leave without any information or you can follow me into my bedroom and try to enjoy yourself plus get the information."
She went into the room and Chase really didn't have any choice. He may have made Anna dress up like a prostitute but tonight he definitely was the prostitute. Talk about bad karma.
So now Chase was trying to sneak back into his own apartment. How fucked up was that? He didn't want to have to answer thousands of questions or deal with anyone's crap about not working hard enough. Working hard enough? They had no clue how much he had worked. Isis was a kinky psychotic witch and he now had the scratches down his back to prove it. He would never admit it but he felt a little violated and wanted to take a shower. All his tiptoeing was for nothing because as soon as he reached the living room he noticed the lights were on and all four of the people he was trying to avoid were sitting on the couches with their noses in books. His life really did suck.
As he walked in the room he ignored the glares from the three men and questioning look from Anna. "Good evening everyone! Oh great, pizza!" He threw down the duffel bag he had been carrying and walked over to the pizza box and discovered that it was empty. "Thanks for leaving me some." He said sarcastically and went to the kitchen to get a beer. When he came back he slumped on the recliner chair.
"Where the hell have you been?" Dean demanded.
"Dean… what the hell is that smell?" First trying to get Dean to calm down, Anna was now distracted by a horrible smell. Oh yeah his duffel!
"Oh, shit. I ran out of time so I couldn't get ride of it."
"Get rid of what?" Anna asked.
"Of the fucking head he put in a plastic bag!" Of course the old man would speak up and make him sound like a crazy person.
"You have a head in a plastic bag?"
"No, I'm not crazy. I have it in my duffel bag so people won't see it. I'm not a moron!" Seeing Anna's confused expression, Chase thought he should elaborate a little more, "its Aaron Black's head."
"Oh?" He could watch Anna slowly understand what it meant and he was glad that she understood him because he didn't feel like explaining anything right now. "Can you put it somewhere else because it reeks?"
All three men were now looking at Anna like she was insane so Chase took that opportunity to get up and take the duffel bag into his room. After returning it didn't take long for one of the jackasses to starting talking.
This time it was Sam. "So how was your date?"
"Oh it was just fucking great." He so did not need this. To be honest he was fucking tired.
"Chase, why are you bleeding?" Anna's question caught him off guard. He looked down at his arm and noticed his shirt was now soaking up the blood.
"Shit, I love this shirt. First the jeans, now the shirt. Stupid fucking bitch…" He stood up and took his shirt off not thinking anything of it.
"Man, she must have been a feisty one." Dean's remark confused him until he remembered the scratches on his back. Not to mention the dame hickeys she left all over his chest and torso.
"Ah… hell. I'm going to go change. Stop fucking looking at me!" Chase was going to lose it. Could his day get any worse?
"So while we were looking through all these dame books you were making whoopee with some girl?" Bobby's question was full of sarcasm.
"Okay, one who the fuck says whoopee anymore? And two, I was not having 'whoopee' with some girl. In fact I was working and found out what the symbol meant. So FUCK OFF! I'm going to go change and when I get back I'll fill you in on all my hard work." Chase stormed out of the room and slammed his bedroom door.
Thirty minutes later…
Anna could still hear Chase's shower running. What the hell was going on? She knew part of the reason Chase was taking a shower was to annoy the hell out of Sam, Dean, and Bobby but she was also getting anxious. Once she found out what Sam and Bobby knew it was beginning to make a little sense.
They said Chase mentioned calling a Wiccan named Isis to have her look at the symbol. Anna remembered Isis; when she was working on a case that involved black magic Chase gave her Isis' number to get information. Anna remembered when she first met Chase's contact that the women instantly hated her. At first Anna was unsure why, she knew she wasn't the nicest person on the planet but she definitely didn't give Isis any real reason to hate her. Then she realized that Isis was effectuated with Chase. Anna was used to women falling for Chase but Isis creeped her out. The next time she was working on a case involving witchcraft and brought up Isis, Chase instantly told her to stay away from that 'psychotic witch bitch'. It took a long time questioning for her to get the whole story. Isis really was crazy because she tried to put a love spell on Chase but it wore off the next morning. Neither of them was sure why the love spell didn't stick. Chase said it was probably because he didn't have the ability to love but Anna refused to believe it because it was too depressing and quite possibly true for both of them. After that Chase and Anna found a protection spell in case she tried to do it again so Anna knew that wasn't what was wrong with Chase.
When Chase finally emerged from the shower wearing flannel pajama pants and a white tee shirt he looked tired. His arm was bandaged up and his hair was messily falling down on his face. He sat down on the floor in front of the recliner that Anna was sitting in. She wanted to talk to him in private because it felt like forever since they had last talked but now was not the time. All four pairs of eyes went to Chase and after taking a long swig of his beer he finally began to speak.
"Okay the symbol stands for a demon named Postremo. And I'm sure you know what postremo means in latin, don't you Samuel?"
"It's Sam."
"Whatever, what does it mean Sam?
"Future."
"DING! DING! We have a winner." Anna knew Chase was tired but he was annoying her a little with his attitude and for the fact he was taking so dame long to tell what he found.
"Chase…"
"Oh yeah, back to my information. Well while you were sitting on your asses looking at books I was working on finding more about this demon. After discovering his name I went to a demon who I do some work for from time to time. Don't look at me like that. This demon is probably more timid then Samuel over there… Sam, sorry."
"So were you able to find out anymore about him?" Dean asked.
"Well according to the demon gossip, Postremo can see the future. They say he's some kind of prophet. Not sure why he picked the name Damien as an alias. But he being a prophet might explain why he is teaming up with Dominique. Maybe they met up and compared their stories over a bottle of beer, or blood who knows? The way I figure it: Damien was sent a prophecy about Sam but he can't get close enough to you guys. He sees Dean as an obstacle. Then there's Dominique…"
Knowing the reason for his pause, Anna spoke up. "Chase they know about Dominique and my past." Anna couldn't see Chase's face but knew he was shocked. They had an agreement to never mention their pasts but Anna knew if she was ever going to get over her past she first needed to face it.
"Okay… well Dominique wants to get to Anna and see's me as an obstacle. So they get together and figure; kidnap me and Anna. Get me to kill Dean so Damien can get to Sam easier. Probably kill me after I kill Dean. Then Damien hands Anna over to Dominique. Two birds with one stone kind of deal."
Everyone was silent; the guys were probably surprised that Chase could come up with such a logical solution but she wasn't. She knew Chase was smart, she was quiet because if it was true than that meant Dominique was coming after her. She wasn't sure how that made her feel.
"So now what?" Sam's question broke the silence.
"Hell if I know. I did my part and now I am going to bed because I am dead tired. Good night boys and girl." Chase went up and walked towards his bedroom. Anna followed him and stopped him when he reached his doorway.
"Chase… what happened? You went to Isis didn't you?"
Chase raised his eyebrow in surprise, "Wow, those guys sure are Chatty Cathy's huh? … I'm fine Anna. Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine. But Chase what did you have to-"
"Anna, we are both fine right now and that's all that matters. Can we talk tomorrow? …please?"
He looked so tired so Anna had no choice but to nod and let him go to sleep. She could use some sleep but she didn't think she would get any, anytime soon.
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