Nickis POV (four weeks later).
I had stumbled across a few hunts on my back home to Providence. Three simple salt´n´burns and two demonic possessions, nothing out of the ordinary. That is, if you define ordinary the way I do.
After what had happened in Philly, I really needed to blow off some steam and those hunts helped me to do so. Everytime I thought I had managed to get him out of my mind, that green eyed son of a bitch kept poppin´right back up.
Over the years I had my fair share of boy trouble but this thing with Dean bothered me a hell of a lot more than I liked but there was no way I was going to go all soppy girly over him. Maybe in another more bizarre dimension, I´d be crying myself to sleep at night listening to crappy lovesongs but in the real world? Never!
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Before heading to my condo, I ran a couple of errands in town such as stocking up on hunting supplies, food and clothes.
After spending a couple of hours watching reruns of Oprah, I eventually decided to go out for a walk in the park a couple of blocks away from my building. Before I left, I slipped a gun and my knife into the pockets of my jacket.
The park was completely deserted despite the fact that it was still a little light outside. I sat down on a bench and watched the sunset while enjoying the peace and silence all around me.
Of course my special moment was cut short by the sound my cellphone ringing. "Hello?"
"Damn Nicki, I´ve been trying to get a hold of you for days! Didn´t you get my voice mails and text messages?"
"Oh hey Ash! What are you talking about? I had my cellphone with me at all times and I didn´t get any messages or voice mails."
"Crap, they must have intercepted it. Tricky sons of bitches!"
"Who and what are you talking about?"
"Remember the programme I worked on for the Winchesters? Yellow eyes popped up just outside providence and he seems to be heading..." All of a sudden the line went static.
"Ash? Ash?" The line went dead and the park lights started to flicker. "Crap!"
I took out my weapons and went into fight mode. "Cmon out you yellow eyed bastard!"
"Nicki, Nicki, Nicki... Where have your manners gone?" A woman in her midthirties stepped out of the shadows. Her eyes were black.
"You´re not Azazel. Who the hell are you?" I demanded and kept my gun pointed at her heart.
"Oh don´t worry, he´s on his way and will be here soon enought to pick up your corpse." She chuckled. "And as for who I am.. Well, let´s just say I´m the demon who will get to kill the infamous Nicki Singer, former sidekick of John Winchester."
"Give it your best shot, smartass!" I challenged her.
"Foolish little girl.. A word of advice? Drop the cocky attitude. I´m nothing like Amber or Catherine. "
"Gee, really? Newsflash asshole, you´re all the same to me! Black-eyed skanks who deserve to die!"
"Yeah they might have been demons like me but unlike them I came prepared." She smiled and tilted her head to the left. "Cmon out puppies, it´s time to play."
The growling and howling of several dogs filled the air. "Hellhounds." Judging by the amount of pawprints those invisible monsters left, there were five of them.
"That´s right, Nicki." She smiled. "And they are not the only friends I brought." Four other demons stepped out of the shadows. "My puppies will make you their little chewing toy but don´t worry, we´re the ones who´ll finish you off. Sick `em boys."
Fuck! There was no way in hell I could take them all at once. I had about eight iron rounds left in my gun, so I had to make every shot count.
One of the hellhounds attacked but I shot it before it could reach me. I started running but the others were closely behind me. "Run as much as you want but there´s no way you´ll escape us!" The demon bitch yelled.
After firing two more shorts, one of the hounds managed to snatch the gun out of my hand, dislocating my shoulder in the process.
Shit, I thought. The only thing I had left now was my knife. How was I going to fend off the remaining four hellhounds and those demons all by myself? Okay, one of the hellhounds was wounded but that didn´t make much of a difference.
One of the hounds finally caught up with me and jumped me from behind, throwing me on the floor. In the process of falling down, I managed to turn onto my back and slash its throat with my knife. Another one was about to jump on top of me but someone fired a shot and it dropped down to the floor halfway away from me. When I tried to stand up, an excruciating pain short through my leg. Damn, I must have pulled a muscle.
Some more shots were fired. "Sam, get her to the car. Now!" I heard Dean yell.
Before I knew what was happening, I was scooped off the ground by Sam. He ran towards the Impala and got in the backseat with me. Dean followed seconds later and sped out of the park.
"Go to my place. We´ll be safe there." I instructed. "Turn left when you reach the next crossing." He did as I said. Five minutes later, we finally reached my building. "Stop here."
Sam got out of the car, with me still in his arms, and ran towards the front door. I tossed Dean my keys and he opened the door. "It´s on the second floor. Apartment 2 B."
A minute later we were safe in my condo. Sam kicked the door behind him shut. "We need to salt the windows and doors."
"No, there´s no need for that. I had salt and iron rails embedded everywhere." That´s when I realized I was still in Sams arms. "You can put me down now, Sam."
When he set me down, I nearly fainted due to the massive amount of pain that shot through my shoulder and leg. "Son of a bitch."
"Are you okay?" Sam put and arm around me to keep me from collapsing.
"Do I look okay to you?" I snapped. "I pulled a muscle in my leg and my shoulder´s dislocated. You´ve got to put it back in place."
"Nicki, you need to see a doctor." Dean said.
"I am a doctor, damn it!" I was furious. "What the hell are you doing here anyway? I told you I never wanted to see you again!"
If it wouldn´t have been for my injuries, I would have totally clocked him one. I turned towards Sam. "Hold my shoulder and hand. When I count to three, pull my arm towards you. Don´t hold back." I took a deep breath. "One, two... three!"
My shoulder snapped into place with a loud cracking noise. It was painful as hell but I managed to hold the tears off. "Thanks, Sam. Be so nice and help me to the living room." He nodded and walked towards the end of the hallway with me clinging to him and limping along. Dean pushed open the large wooden double doors that led to the large openspace in which my kitchen, dining room and livingroom were in.
Sam sat me down on the couch. "So, care to share what part of `I don´t ever want to see you again` you didn´t understand?" I demanded from Dean who was standing a few feet away from me.
"We just saved your ass! How about a thank you for not letting you die!" He crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"I would have managed on my own somehow!"
"Oh really? Didn´t look like that to me! Those hellhounds were about to tear you up into doggie treats!"
"Fuck you, Dean! You know what... Thank you! There you have your stupid thank you! Now how about you leave my town and stay the fuck away from me!"
"Guys!" Sam intervened. "I don´t know what the hell happened between the two of you but how about you put it behind you for now? We don´t have time for this shit now! Yellow eyes is finally showing up and this might be our chance to kill him!"
"And how are you planning to kill him? Last time I checked, you didn´t have the colt." They both looked at each other akwardly and then at the floor. "You want my knife." I stated matter of factly.
"Nicki..." Sam trailed off.
"You came here for my knife. I can´t believe you!" I took out my knife and threw it onto the table. "Here, take it! Don´t let the door hit your asses on the way out!"
"Don´t you think we would have asked you for it earlier?" Dean let out a groan of frustration. "Ash called us a few days ago and told us you might be in trouble. We left straight away and drove nonstop."
That´s when I realized that both of them really did look like crap. It was obvious that they hadn´t shaved in a while and they had dark rings under their eyes. I hesitated for a minute. "Stay for the night and get some rest. We´ll figure out what to do tomorrow."
"Thanks, Nicki." Sam said.
"Cmon, I´ll show you to the guestroom." I got up and started limping towards the staircase.
Once we arrived on the second floor, I motioned to the left. "The guestroom is the last room on this side. Good night."
I entered my room and closed the door behind me. Slowly and carefully, I stripped out of my clothes and inspected myself in the mirror. A big bruise was forming on my back but I wasn´t bleeding or anything.
After I finished taking a long hot bath, I bandaged my shoulder and ankle and headed off to bed.
:::The next day
I got dressed into a pair of denim skinny jeans and a v-cut tshirt before heading downstairs to find the boys sitting in the kitchen.
"So, what exactly did Ash tell you?" I sat down opposite to them with a cup of coffee in my hands.
"He called and said that yellow eyes popped up just outside Providence and was heading towards you. He tried calling you a couple of times and left messages but you never answered."
"Well yellow eyes isn´t here, just another one of his lackeys. She didn´t come alone though, she had four other demons and five hellhounds with her. I managed to take two hellhounds out tough."
"So what´s yellow eyes waiting for?" Sam asked.
"According to her he´s on his way." I swallowed. "She said he´s going to pick up my corpse or whatever´s left of me once she´s done with me."
The brothers exchanged worried looks. "We´re not going to let that happen."
"And I´m not planning on letting them tear me to shreds." I took a sip of coffee. "That´s why I´m planning on killing them first."
"And you´re going to do that how?" Dean asked in his usual cocky manner.
"Screw you, asshole!" I turned back to Sam. "There´s an abandoned warehouse 10 miles north from here. We prepare the place and lure them in. I´ve got everything we need here."
"And how are you going to make sure that they´ll come there?"
"Because I´ll be there to wait for them. They came here to kill me, remember?" I stood up. "Let´s get to work."
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We were sitting in my library and had just finished building a bomb filled with iron scraps and rocksalt. I printed out the blue prints of the warehouse and laid it out on the table. "We´ll set the bomb up in this room. There are two doors to this room and above both we´ll hang bags with goofer dust in it. I´ll lead the hellhounds into this room, shoot the bags, trap them and detonate the bomb while you two keep the demons busy." I pointed a few more places out on the prints. "We´ll set up hidden devil traps in all these places. We´re going to separate those sons of bitches and take them out one by one."
"Sounds like a plan." They agreed.
"We´re going to head out in an hour. Once we´re there, we´ve gotta move fast."
:A little later.
We had just finished setting up all the traps and were now waiting for the demons to arrive. It didn´t take them long to find us.
The demon bitch, her lackeys and hellhoundpets entered the building. "Oh look what the cat dragged in." She chuckled. "The Winchesters. Three birds with one stone. Let the games begin."
The three of us started running in different directions. The boys were followed by the demons while the hellhounds were hot on my trail. My ankle hurt like a bitch but I kept on running as fast as I could towards the room the bomb was in.
It was a short call but I managed to trap the hellhounds into the room and detonate the bomb.
I ran back to the mainhall to discover that the boys had taken out all the demons except for the Queen bitch, who had them pinned to a wall. "Oh look who´s decided to join us." She chuckled and slammed me against the wall with a simple handmovement. "You see Nicki, I just told Dean and Sam that I caused those omens to lure them here."
"Where is yellow eyes then?" I demanded.
"Oh, he´s a busy man. He might not be here now but I´m more than certain that he´ll personally swing by to pick up your bodies. After all, you´re his most wanted top three." She walked over to Dean and traced his jaw with her index finger. He turned his head away in disgust. "I spend a lot of time thinking who to kill first and I´ve decided to start with Nicki. I mean, it´s just fair. Right?"
"What the hell are you talking about, bitch?" Dean literally spat out.
"You´re really not the sharpest tool in the shed, are you?" She chuckled. "Your Daddy lost his wife, Sammy here lost his girlfriend and now I think it´s time for you to loose someone you really care about."
Once again she moved her hand and I felt myself slowly sliding along the wall I was pinned towards the ceiling. I cried out in pain when I felt a hot and stinging pain across my abdomen. Tears slid down my face as my blood slowly turned my blue shirt crimson red. "Nicki, noooooo!" The boys yelled.
"I´d say that´s what I call one heck of a deja-vu, don´t you think?" The bitch laughed.
All of a sudden there was this voice in my head telling me to repeat the words it was chanting. It was in a language I had never heard before. Nicki, do as I say and repeat the words. If you want to survive, do as I say and repeat the words! Was I going crazy now? Fuck it, I thought and gave it a shot.
I repeated the words and all of a sudden I dropped to the ground. Luckily I only fell five or six feet though.
The boys were released aswell and when I looked over to the bitch, it seemed like she was paralyzed. "Where did you get that spell from?" She looked at me with a horrified expression on her face as I kept on chanting the words.
Dean took his chance and stabbed her with my knife, causing her to drop dead to the ground. I stopped chanting and blacked out.
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I woke up to find myself stretched out in the back of the Impala. "Thank God, Nicki. Are you alright?" Both Sam and Dean were hovering over me.
Rubbing my head, I carefully tried to sit up. "Oh fuck!" My stomach hurt like hell. I lifted up my shirt to discover that the boys had already patched me up.
"The cut wasn´t too deep, fortunately. Didn´t look like it needed stitches, so we just wrapped it up to prevent it from becoming septic." Sam explained.
"Thanks." I put my shirt back down. "Are you boys okay?"
"We´ve been tossed around a little but nothing too bad. Let´s just get back to your place and get cleaned up."
"What about the bodies?" I asked.
"Dean has taken care of that."
"Let´s go then, this place is making me sick."
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We arrived at my place and after I checked both Sam and Dean for serious injuries, we all got cleaned up.
I was just about to head off to bed, when I heard a knock on the door. "Cmon in."
Dean entered the room and shut the door behing him. "I need to talk to you."
There was an akward silence. "Start talking, I ain´t got all night."
"It´s about the things I said back in Philly..." He trailed off.
"I remember what you said to well, so no need for repeatition. Tomorrow we´ll be going our separate ways. End of story."
"I lied Nicki. I do care about you and I´m not saying that to try to get you to sleep with me. I never intended to make you another notch in my belt. It´s just... I thought if I´d say that, you´d stay away from me. What Catherine said back then, about women involved with us Winchesters, was true and we both know it..."
"Dean, please..."
"I want you, Nicki. I want to be with you so bad, don´t you get it?"
I walked over to him and stopped only a few inches away from him. "Show me, Dean. Show me that you care about me.. that you want me." My voice was barely above a whisper.
His lips found mine and kissed me with such passion and so much feeling that I could tell how he felt about me.
Our clothes, that we stripped of each other, flew through the room as we made our way to my bed...
:The next morning.
When I woke up and found myself alone in my bed, I started to panick. Where was Dean? Did he just bail on me like that? Get a grip Nicki, I told myself over and over again.
Just then Dean came out of my ensuite bathroom. He was only dressed in his boxers. A great relieve washed over me as he climbed back into bed. "Good morning." He smirked and kissed me.
I returned his smile and snuggled closer. "Morning."
"Yesterday, I´ve realized something." He started.
"What´s that?"
"I talked this over with Sam while you were out yesterday and we´ve agreed that..." He paused for a moment. "The only way of keeping you safe is by keeping you around. We want you to come with us on the road."
"Are you serious?" I said in disbelief.
He nodded and gave me his trademark grin. "So what do you say?"
I kissed him passionately. "That answer enough for you?"
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I´ve nearly finished to write the next chapter which will be a rewrite of the eppy "Playthings". Once I get five reviews, I will upload it.
xLois