"Hope, I'm fine. It's a basic robbery. I'll deal with it." Abby told her friend as she entered the shop. Hanging up the phone she approached the owner. "Mrs Stinson? You called about a break in?"
The elderly woman turned to look at her. "Oh hello dearie. Yes I did. Unfortunately I brought you here under false pretences."
Before Abby had a chance to react, a man stepped out from the shadows and restrained her. She tried to fight him off but he was too strong.
"Unfortunately my dear boys have all lost their girlfriends and Cameron here seems to like you." As she spoke, Abby could see fangs descending.
"You're a vampire." Abby realised with horror. She'd walked straight into the middle of a hunt.
"Yes I am Dearie and soon you will be too."
Cameron had used his own teeth to rip his wrist open and held the bleeding appendage against Abby's mouth. She kept her mouth tightly shut, desperate not to allow the blood to enter but when she felt a heel stamp down and shatter her foot she cried out in pain. Allowing the blood to flow into her mouth.
The first she was aware of the fact they had company was when she saw the woman's head separated from her shoulders. Abby could just make out her boyfriend before she lost consciousness.
When she woke up in her own bed, she sat bolt upright. She could remember everything that happened and ran her hands over herself to ensure she wasn't injured, but even her foot was already healed.
She heard the door open slowly and looked up to see her boyfriend in the doorway. As he took a step forward she edged away from him.
"Abby?" She could see the hurt in his eyes but she didn't do anything to comfort him. She wasn't sure what she was more scared of, herself being a monster and hurting him or him hurting her because she was a monster. Sensing this, he stopped and spoke from his position halfway to the bed. "We have a cure that Sam and Dean sent us. You should be fine now."
Abby nodded, not looking up at him. She didn't even look up when she heard him leave and someone else entered instead.
"Abby, can we talk?" Mick asked from the doorway.
"I guess." He entered the room and closed the door.
"Abby, I know what happened scared you but you're really hurting Ketch."
"But I was a monster... I was a monster and they were monsters and he..." she couldn't think of how to continue that thought but Mick seemed to understand nonetheless.
"We're all of us monsters. We've committed countless atrocities over the years. But he only ever does those things for the people he loves, and that's why he's the best of all of us." Abby paused, she hadn't thought of it like that. He had gone out of his way to protect her and even cured her when killing her would have been so much easier.
"Mick, could you get Arthur for me please?"
"My pleasure." When mick left she could hear conversations outside the door before Ketch finally entered.
He chose to stay by the door this time, until Abby patted a spot on the bed next to her. Taking the hint he came and sat on the edge of the bed. "How did you know I was there?"
"I didn't." He answered honestly. "We were already on the case and got lucky." He paused before speaking again. "You're taking this better than I expected."
"I'm really not. I'm unbelievably freaked out and there's such a huge difference between knowing and seeing what you do but... I know how much you love me and if you wouldn't kill me as a vampire then I don't believe you'd ever hurt me." Abby explained, shifting to rest her head on his shoulder.
"I'll never hurt you Abby. I promise."