Philadelphia, PA (Only a day or two after the Fashion show)
Dr. Meyer's Office, Day
Elizabeth had decided to go speak with Dr. Meyer again, partly because she was happy to not have to hide anything and partly because she wanted to make sure Dr. Meyer wouldn't say anything. It was dangerous for people to know about her life, not just for them, but for her and other hunters.
Elizabeth was glowing though; her date with Reese had been nothing short of amazing. The kisses…they were perfect, but what was more perfect was the fact that they hadn't jumped straight into bed together. For the first time in a long time, this was real. He understood her better than she could imagine any guy understanding her. He didn't push her for information…and that made her want to tell him more. They had spent the entire night talking about things she hadn't ever wanted to talk about, like her mom…and she even told him about her non existent father.
Now, here she was with another person who found out the truth about her life…one who she felt pretty comfortable with as well. Dr. Meyer had been nothing but helpful.
"I can see a difference in you Elizabeth. I don't believe I've ever had the privilege of seeing you smile like this. It's a major change for you, I can tell."
"It feels weird, good, but weird. It's important that not a lot of people know about what I do….it's dangerous for them. So I'm asking you that you don't let anyone else know."
"Of course Elizabeth. You know that anything you say here is safe with me. I know letting people in has been difficult, and that you didn't tell me by choice…but I can see the progress you've made. I see you Elizabeth, not the bartender, or the 'hunter'. Your just you."
"Yeah, someone I've been wanting to get in touch with for a while now."
"I know, it's nearly time for you to go, and that this is probably as far as you need to go with therapy…but before you do, I want to try an exercise to let you really let yourself go."
Elizabeth was a tiny bit unsure, but nodded anyways.
"Alright then…" said Dr. Meyer. "Close your eyes…"
"I'm not really into the whole close my eyes thing…"Elizabeth interrupted.
"Don't worry, you can trust me. I just want to ask you a few questions."
Elizabeth nodded again.
"Just answer without thinking…sort of a get to know you thing. Elizabeth, who knows you the best?"
"Sam I guess…and our friend Bobby."
"Bobby?"
"Yeah…another hunter, he's practically family."
"Right. How many are there…that you know personally anyways."
"Oh not many, mainly just me, Sam, Bobby, and Jaimie."
"Ok. And your friends…are they as careful as you are about keeping your job a secret?"
"Yeah…Jaimie's still new, but she understands. And Sam, well he taught me everything and worries a lot. He warned me against it, but he was also the first to encourage me to open up to Reese. I think he wants to tell someone too, his girlfriend."
Dr. Meyer smiled. Oh the possibilities…Sam Winchester, Bobby…all of these guys. She couldn't wait to cause them pain.
"Yes, secrets drain your soul. As a psychiatrist, I encourage my patients to let people in, to share every part of themselves. Anyways, the exercise is over. I've got another patient soon. Elizabeth thank you for talking to me. I am proud of you for coming this far. Good luck."
Dr. Meyer handed Elizabeth her jacket. Elizabeth took it, thanked her and walked out the door.
Crime Scene, Night.
The cops had been called when someone spotted a body. The body seemingly had been pushed for the 5th floor apartment window. However, as soon as Detective Reese got there, he knew it was more than a regular murder. They may have taken care of Crowley and Draxel…but there was still another demon hanging around from the looks of it. Reese had called Elizabeth, and was waiting for her on the fire escape outside the apartment.
"Hey." She said, sneaking up behind him.
"Hey yourself. You get a chance to look around?" he asked.
"Yep, looks like you nailed it. Everything's pointing to another demon. I have a bad feeling whoever it was Crowley was working for is either here or has more demons doing its dirty work."
"Well that's awesome."
"Yeah, and see here I was thinking you left a message because you missed me."
"Yeah right…and risk a lecture from Sam about using the comm. link for personal use? See, Miss Elizabeth, I know your name. I just have to pick up the regular phone and press some buttons now."
"Oh yeah, is that a promise?"
"Nope, I don't make promises while I'm off duty…" he said, laughing. "Anyways, there's an ATM with surveillance right across the street, looks like it's got plenty of view of this alley. You and I know how long it's going to be before we get a warrant, so…"
"You want me to do it because I'm awesome?" she asked, interrupting.
"Ha…"
"Detective, this sounds a lot like entrapment." She said.
"No, it's only entrapment if there's an actual trap." He leaned over, giving her a little shove with his shoulders. She leaned back against him.
"Alright, I'll take care of it, get Sam to look at it and then send you a copy."
"Great." He said, as the both started descending the stairs.
Once they got to the ground, Elizabeth turned to leave.
"Detective…don't forget to press those buttons." She teased, and winked at him as she left.
Sam's Motel Room, Night
Elizabeth had gotten the security tape, and took it to Sam. Elizabeth's shift started in a few minutes, but Sam told her he'd let her know once he saw the tape. They continued to talk about the case for another minute.
"If it's another demon, I'm really hoping this one can lead us to our main demon. This is getting old." Sam said, he was about to say something else when he quickly closed his laptop. Elizabeth turned to see Emma coming from the bathroom.
"Oh, hi Elizabeth, didn't realize we had company. What's going on?" she asked.
"Oh nothing. Just some family stuff." Sam said.
"Alright, well I have to go Sam, promised myself I'd try to get one of my designs done by tonight. Nice seeing you again Elizabeth." Said Emma, picking up her coat as she headed for the door.
"Well…that was weird." Elizabeth commented.
Sam nodded. "We'll get used to it…I think."
