Shout out to Bree for revieiwing! Eternal luck would be pretty cool :)
Fresh Blood 3x07
Ashlee's p.o.v
We bring the vampire girl we found back to a storage room. When she wakes up and we question her, she really believes she's just on some really heavy drugs. Turns out, she was dosed with vampire blood and turned, just thought she was being given some new-age drug.
"What do we do with her?" I ask Derek. He gives me that look. "It's not her fault she was turned" I sigh.
"I know" he nods. "But she's killed half a dozen people Ash..there's no going back for her, she's already fed" he says. "She's already given in, she's not like the one's we dealt with on our last vamp case"
"Okay..fine" I agree. "Just do it quick" I say.
"I will" he assures me. I turn away as he does it. I hear her head hit the ground with a thud. Poor girl. But Derek did what's necessary. I just wish she didn't have to be some innocent girl.
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"That was a waste of time" Derek says as we walk out of a club called Spider. Red lights everywhere, young adults drinking. Some kid tried to grind on me but a quick look at my gun and he was gone. Probably not the smartest move on my part but hey, we're okay. Some girl groped Derek's ass which made the male completely uncomfortable, pushing past the girl to get away from her.
"3 blondes have gone missing from here. This is the hunting ground" I tell him. We watch as a man disappears into the alley with a young blonde. We run after them. Derek grabs the guy in time, ripping him away from the girl and punching him. I grab the girl, pulling her away. "Get out of here. Go, go, go!" I tell her. She runs off, no vampire blood getting into her mouth. I turn back around in time to see the vampire throw Derek into the brick wall and run. I grab Derek, lifting him to his feet and we run after it. Except when we run around the corner, we don't find the vamp, we find Gordan friggin' Walker and his blonde friend Kubrick. Crap. We dive behind some parked cars as they both shoot at us.
"Alright, run. I'll draw them away" Derek says. They can't track down Sam and Dean so they believe if they find and kill me, Sam will reveal himself so they can kill him. Why do I have to be in the middle of their personal 'beefs'?
"What?! No, you're crazy-" he cuts me off by running out. I watch in horror as he runs into open fire. I thank god when he manages to get away without being shot, Kubrick running after him. I take off in a sprint away from Gordan. There's no way i'm sticking around to 'hang out' with that homicidal dick.
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I pace around the storage/hotel room nervously. The door opens and I instantly have my gun up. Derek brings his hands up, obviously not expecting a gun to the face.
"There you are" I sigh in relief, pulling him into a tight hug.
"I'm okay, i'm fine" he assures me. I pull back, glaring up at him.
"Not when i'm through with you. What the hell were you thinking, running right at the weapons like that?" I ask him angerily.
"I was thinking, they were after you so i'd lead them away so we'd both be fine. And look, we are, so relax Ash" Derek says the last part softly. I sigh in frustration.
"Fine. But if you die Derek, i'll kill you" I say.
"That's doesn't mak-"
"I know it doesn't make sense asshat" I say. I take a deep calming breath, i've been doing that alot lately. "How the hell did Gordan find us? I thought he was in prison"
"Not anymore" Derek says. "That dick" Derek says, realising something. Before I can ask what, he pulls out his phone. "Chris" he answers. "Question for you, when you called me yesturday, it wasn't to thank me was it?" he's quiet as Chris talks. "Maybe you could have told us a raging psychopath was dropping by!?" Derek yells angerily. "Actually, there were two of them" he tells Chris. "He tried to kill us Chris, they tried to kill Ash" I don't know what Chris said but Derek looks a whole nother level of pissed off. "If we make it out of this alive, first thing i'm going to do is kill you" Derek threatens him. "Listen to my voice and tell me if i'm being serious" he says before hanging up.
"What the hell was that all about?" I ask Derek.
"Chris sold us out to Gordan" Derek tells me.
"That prick" I sigh. "We should be ready then" I say. Derek nods. It doesn't take long for us to be sharpening our knives and loading our guns.
"First things first. We need to take care of Gordan. We find him or he finds us, he's not giving us another option" Derek says.
"We've got to kill him" I say.
"Really? Just like that?" he asks. "I thought you would have been like No, we can't, he's human, it's wrong" Derek says in a whiny voice, grinning.
"I don't sound like that" I say, smacking his arm half-heartedly. "Besides, he only wants me to get to Sam and that's not an option either"
"I know, it's us or him. And we're not going down either" Derek says. I nod. His phone rings and he answers it angerily. I can tell it's Chris without asking. Derek hangs up. "I know where Gordan is, we should go now" he says.
"Okay, let's go" I say, tucking my gun into my pants.
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We find the same vamp we ran into, he's kneeling on the floor in the room of a warehouse. There's 2 young girls strung up in chains, beheaded.
"Do it, kill me" the vampire says.
"What happened here?" I ask him, our guns still up.
"Gordan Walker. I should never have brought a hunter near my family" he says sadly. "I just wanted revenge"
"I bet you're a family man" Derek says sarcastically.
"You don't understand" the vamp, Dixon, says. "I was desperate! You ever felt desperate?! I've lost everyone I ever loved. I'm staring down eternity alone. Can you think of a worse hell?" he asks Derek. I feel a pang in my chest as Derek can understand how he feels. I can too. "I wasn't thinking. I just..I don't care anymore. It's like being dead already. So go ahead, do it" he says to Derek as Derek's holding a knife up now too.
"Derek, the heads weren't cut off, they were ripped off" I tell him, inspecting the bodies. "With someone's bare hands. Dixon, what did you do to Gordan?" I ask him. "Dixon!"
"I turned him" Dixon admits. I grit my teeth. That makes him so much more powerful. That makes it easier for him to get through me and get to my brother. Not happening. I go over to Derek. I snatch the knife from his hand, driving it into Dixon's stomach.
"Sorry but you just put out a death warrant on my brother" I say, twisting it. He drops dead, I pull the knife from him.
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When we get back to the hotel, I wash the blood off my hands. I take mine and Derek's phones, swapping the sims so Gordan can't track us.
"Ash, stay here" Derek says.
"What? Where are you going?" I ask him.
"I'm going after Gordan" he says.
"What? Not alone you're not" I say.
"He's after you, not me. He's turbocharged and I want you to stay the hell out of harm's way, okay? I'll take care of it" he says.
"You're not going alone. You'll get yourself killed" I say.
"You're not coming Ash. I can do this alone, it's just another day at the office" he says, checking his weapons.
"If you're leaving this room then so am I" I say, crossing my arms over my chest stubbornly. Derek looks up at me with a challenging look.
"Then i'll handcuff you to the sink" he deadpans.
"And i'll find a way out and come after you" I shoot back. "I get it, you're worried, I am too. But splitting up is the stupidest thing we can do. I can't protect you, you can't protect me. Unless we're together. Noone's going off alone, noone's staying here handcuffed to the friggin' sink, we stay together. Like we always do. We're safer together. You..you make me feel safe when you're with me. And I don't feel scared when i'm with you. Please. You're not going alone" I say, admitting to a few things I didn't think I would. There's a pause, Derek's eyes studying me.
"Okay" he nods. "We'll hole up here, cover our scents so he can't track us. We'll wait the night out here" he says. "Is that better?" he asks.
"Much better" I say, smiling softly. We get to work, barricading the door and burning sage.
"And for the record" Derek says. I turn to him but he continues spreading the sage smoke around, not looking at me. "You make me feel safe too" he admits, still not meeting my eyes.
"Good" I smile softly, going back to barricading the window. When we're done, we sit down on the couch, eyes on the door. Derek's phone rings. "That's a new sim, who has your number?" I ask him. He shurgs, answering it cautiously.
"How'd you get this number?" he asks the person on the other line. "What's the matter Gordo? Not afraid of us, are you? We're just sitting here, bring it on" Derek says. Friggin' Gordan. There's a long pause. "Gordan, let the girl go" Derek says. "Don't do this. You don't kill innocent people, you're still a hunter"
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We rush into the factory.
"Keep close to me, alright?" Derek says quietly. I nod. "I'm serious, he's not getting his hands on you"
"Okay, i'll keep close, promise" I assure him. We see a girl, gagged. We run over to her and untie her. "Hey, we got you. Don't worry, we're going to get you out of here" I say. Derek picks her up bridal style and starts running.
"Ash, stay close" he reminds me. I nod. A garage door suddenly cuts between us, splitting us up. "Ash!"
"Derek!"
"Damn it, Ash!" I kick the door in frustration, it's not budging. "Ash, be careful!" Derek yells out. I turn around, machete up. The lights go out and I freeze. Oh god. I don't think this is going to end well. I creep around, using my spare hand to feel out where I am.
"You got me where you want me Gordan! Come out and fight!" I yell.
"I'm right here Ashlee" he says, behind me. I spin and slice out but it comes into contact with nothing. Gordan laughs. "What's the matter? I thought you wanted to save you brother?"
"I will. I'm going to slaughter you" I promise him.
"I wish I didn't have to kill you but it's the only way to lure out Sam. I'm sorry"
"I'm sure you are" I say sarcastically. "You know, you don't have to do this right?"
"The 'you don't have to do this' speech. Wow, I expect the same from Sam" Gordan chuckles.
"I was just trying to make you feel better. I'm killing you either way" I say. "But don't talk like you don't have the choice"
"I don't" Gordan says.
"Yes you do, you didn't kill that girl, that proves it" I say.
"No, I didn't. I did something much, much worse" he smirks. My eyes widen. Derek's alone with her. I'm hit with a strong force, knocking me through the wall. I come to to find Gordan on top of me. Gordan picks me up and easily throws me into the far wall. We must have gone through the garage door because Derek comes into view, moving to cut Gordan's head off. Gordan catches his arm and slams him into the wall. He sinks his teeth into Derek's neck and Derek grunts in pain.
"NO!" I yell, scrambling to my feet. I punch Gordan in the back of the head, making him turn away from Derek. Gordan easily gets the upper hand, kneeing me in the face. He shoves me into a shelf. I grab a piece of cloth in each hand. Gordan grabs me and pulls me to face him. I hook the barb wire around his neck, crossing it over. I pull tightly, feeling the wire cut through the cloth and into both hands. Gordan starts to choke on his own blood, blood dribbling down from his neck. I grit my teeth, pulling both ends as hard as I can, ignoring my own pain. Gordan manges to get closer and I put everything I can into it. My hands flare up in pain but I continue to ignore it. Finally, a loud sloshing is heard and then a thud as Gordan's head is decapitated and hits the ground. I kick out, making his body hit the ground too. I drop the cloth and wire, trying to catch my breath. I look down at my hands, they're bleeding quite alot. Derek staggers to his feet, holding his bleeding neck. He comes over to me, stumbling. I steady him, letting him lean againist me for support. He looks down at Gordan's head and the bloodied bare wire. He reaches out for one of my hands with the hand not holding his neck. He turns it so he can see my palm. "I'm okay" I assure him. "Can we please just get the hell out of here?" I ask. Derek nods. We bring an arm around each other's waists as it's not easy to walk for either of us.
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"How's the hands?" Derek asks, handing me a beer.
"Can't complain" I say, sitting down on the cooler. I've got little stitches in both hands, help it heal faster. "How's your neck?" I ask him.
"Right as rain" he says. It's not covered, it's scarred over a little and not bleeding anymore. Derek's under the hood of the camaro.
"Figure out what's making her rattle?" I ask him.
"Not yet. Toss me a box wrench, would you?" he asks. I grab it, holding it behind me for him to take. He takes it, looking at me.
"Wrong one?" I ask in confusion, I know which one the box wrench is.
"No, come here for a second" he says. I get up and move to his side. "This rattle could be a couple things. I think it's an out of tune carb" he tells me.
"Can you fix it?" I ask him.
"No" he shakes his head.
"What?"
"You can" he says, holding a socket wrench out to me. I take it, suprised.
"You want me to fix your car? You barely let Dean touch it" I say.
"We've been on the road together for awhile Ash, it's time" he says. I smile excitedly, nodding. "See this? It's the valve cover, inside are-"
"All the parts that are on the head" I finish for him. He smiles. "Dad and I worked on a few cars together" I tell him. He smiles softly.
"So then what's this?" he asks, pointing.
"Intake manifold, on top, the carburetor" I say and he nods, smiling proudly. He then sits down on the cooler and starts drinking his beer. I smile and lean over to scruff his hair before getting to work unscrewing. I turn and find Derek watching me. "You got a thing for girls fixing your car or something?" I tease, getting back to it.
"Nah, just you fixing my car" he grins, teasing me back, his eyes roaming over me subtly. I have to admit, it makes my stomach flutter.
"I'm sure" I chuckle, taking a drag from my beer. I lean further under the hood. "So where to from here?" I ask Derek. "We have a case yet?"
"Not yet. So we might have a day off" he says. I jump out from under the hood, grinning widely. He is too.
"It's been forever since we've had a day off" I say.
"I know" Derek nods, taking a swig from his beer.
"So? What are we doing?" I ask him.
"Hey, you're working" he reminds me. I look at him stubbornly. He gets up and comes to my side. I continue working on the car as he talks and watches to make sure i'm doing it all right. "I actually have no idea" he says.
"Anything local that doesn't suck?" I ask him. He shrugs. "Fares? Carnivals?" I ask.
"You still like going to the fares and carnivals?" he asks me. I nod and he smiles. "Looks like that's what we're doing then" I grin and kiss his cheek, bringing an arm around his shoulders.
"Be prepared to see me in child form" I say. Derek laughs.
"You're always in child form" he grins. "And size" he teases.
"Always with the short jokes" I sigh fondly, grinning.
"Okay, so here.." Derek takes me through the next steps to fixing the rattle. I've never had him teach me about cars but I have to say, I like it. It's something he loves and something i'm into as well. That's how we spend the afternoon, talking about cars and having a few beers together. Weither we've lost almost everything or not, we've still got this.
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