Chapter Twenty-Five
Dean
The hunter who'd called us to Texas had fled the town leaving the nest to me and Sam. We were picking off vampires three or four every night and I expected to be home in a week if all went well. Wednesday night, we found a vamp that liked to talk. She claimed her name was Beth. Sam thought she could be useful so we tied her up and started to grill her overnight. We had the upper-hand until she caught me by surprise.
"Where's Annabelle?" Beth asked.
"Excuse me?" I said.
"Where's the girl? I smell her on both of you," Beth said as if it made perfect sense. Sam swooped in, seeing my confusion.
"What would it matter to you?" Sam asked.
"You two don't know? With that angel always handing around you, I would think he told you." Beth smirked.
"Don't know what?" I asked. Beth laughed.
"Little Annabelle's got a big role to play in heaven," Beth said.
"Why are you looking for her?" Sam asked.
"They put out a good price for her. Do you even know where she is?" Beth asked.
I panicked a bit inside, but I didn't let it show. Where is Annabelle? I haven't heard from her since Monday and that was just a quick text. The sound of Sam's machete cutting off Beth's head snapped me out of my thoughts. Sam met my eyes and nodded.
"Call. Make sure she's alright. I'll take care of the body," Sam said.
I nodded a thanks and went outside. I hit speed dial and paced the length of the building. I anxiously waited for Annabelle to pick up.
"Dean? Is everything okay?" Annabelle asked. I felt some tension leave my shoulders.
"Everything's okay here. Are you alright?" I asked. I heard Annabelle let out a relieved sigh.
"I'm fine, why?" Annabelle asked.
"I just wanted to check in on you. Have you been back to school yet?" I asked.
"Yeah, I went back Monday," Annabelle said.
"You're feeling better?" I asked.
"For the most part," Annabelle said.
"Good, hey, listen, Sam and I are gonna call someone else in and leave this case tomorrow. We'll be home tomorrow night. I want you to stay home tomorrow," I said.
"Why? What's going on, Dean?" Annabelle asked, worry seeping into her voice.
"Safety reasons. Just stay home and stay safe, alright?" I said.
"Dean! What's going on? I can take care of myself!" Annabelle's worry turned to frustration.
"I'll explain when I get there. Please don't go anywhere," I said.
Annabelle sighed. "Fine. It had better be a good reason." She hung up.
"Did you piss her off?" Sam's voice behind me surprised me.
"She'll get over it. She just wanted to know what was going on. I wouldn't tell her. We're heading out tomorrow morning," I said.
"Do you want me to drive?" Sam asked.
"Sure." I tossed Sam the Impala's keys and got in the car.