It was Friday night, few days after the incident with Dean . Instead of going out and getting wild. Annie spent her night hanging out in a book store. The last of the beat poetry crowd had long since left, and an empty-handed Annie had decided to call it a night. The store offered nothing but pulp fictions, sleazy romances, and poetry that used too many euphemisms. It was all rather boring but, gave her the escape she was desperately looking for. Her eyes darted to the night sky, it looked like rain and lightening was spotted in the distance. They were in for one hell of a storm. The brunette pulled her phone from her pocket to check the time. It was 9:30pm, she didn't realize it was so late. Annie started to walk down the sidewalk, when she looked up…

"Hey there beautiful." The voice almost sinister as the male greeted her with a cheeky grin.

"Hi Tommy." This was certainly unwelcomed. Tommy wasn't the type of guy you wanted to meet at night on a quiet street. His reputation proceeded him. What was unnerving was the fact she had no idea where he came from. It was like he appeared out of thin air.

Annie kept walking. She had hoped that he was going to go on his way and leave her alone but, she wasn't so lucky. She heard his foot steps following behind her and picking up pace to catch her. Annie felt her entire body cringe. She didn't want to deal with him alone.

"Where you off to in such a hurry?" The male sprinted ahead of her, blocking Annie's path as he stuck his hand out against the building next to them. "I'm surprised to see you alone… you're usually with that boyfriend of yours." He asked coolly. But, he already knew the answer. He was following her the night they had their lovers quarrel. "You know. A pretty girl like you shouldn't be out at night alone. You never know who you'll run into."

"I'm just…" She found her self stammering through her words. Anything she was bound to say would only elicit him to ask more questions or follow her. Likely both. She was afraid of him and he knew it. The way he was looking at her, it was like he could smell the fear and he was enjoying every second. "I really need to go." Annie offered a small smile before gently pushing herself past the male.

"Hold on there. I'm not done talking to you." Tommy reached out grabbing a hold of her forearm. His grip grew tighter around her arm pulling her back in. Annie felt her back slam up against the brick wall. "I'm starting to think you don't want to talk to me." Tommy started.

Annie's eyes nervously darted away from him as she looked for any signs of life. Her attempt to squirm out of his hold didn't work, in fact it only irritated him even more. He pressed his forearm across her chest as he forced his free hand under her chin making the young woman look up at him "It's no use… you're all alone." Watching her with fake sympathy as he gently petted the side of her head. Feeling like she had no other options. Annie screamed out for help in hopes someone would hear her. As soon as she started Tommy through his hand across her mouth.

"See yeah… that's no good." The male pulled her from the wall. His hand wrapping itself tightly around her long hair as he dragged the brunette into the next alley over hiding them in the darkness.

"Tommy… please." She begged. But, he wasn't interested. Her face was pushed into the brick wall before she was forced to turn around to look at him. Her body was paralyzed in fear. She didn't know what was going to happen next.

"I bet you're wild in bed…. the quiet ones usually are." His eyes danced along her body while he kept her pinned against the building "It's a shame I'll never get to find out." His eyes met hers. A cheeky grin slipped across his face "This is gonna be so much fun." His eyes turned yellow and he showed off his toothy grin. Annie felt her breath leave her body. She couldn't believe what she was looking at. She wanted to scream but no sound came from her throat. She fought to get away, but his hold was too strong. Without giving it any thought, she kneed the werewolf in the stomach. It was enough to catch him off guard and allowed Annie to make a run for it. However, it didn't slow Tommy down as much as she had hoped. She made it to the opposite end of the alley but the second her shoes met the sidewalk. She felt Tommy's hand pull at her hair throwing her back into the darkness off the alley. His hand gripped itself around her neck. The next thing she felt was her body being thrown to the ground. The side of her head smacked against the pavement. The wind was knocked clean out of her. In her attempt to get up. She looked up for a split second. There was a flash of lightning and she noticed someone else suddenly appear. Her head was spinning, and she couldn't be certain, but she swore it was Dean . The rain started to pour down on them all and Annie lost her consciousness.

The werewolf slowly pulled himself to his feet. The two staring each other down. Dean had been itching for this. He wasn't Charlie, but this runt will do. The hunter slipped a knife from his sleeve. A silver blade perfect for shoving it in Tommy's heart which was what he was going to do. "You hunter's have away with timing..."

"Do me a favor. Shut the fuck up and step away from the girl." He snarled. His head lowered. His eyes never left Tommy. Werewolves were fast he had to stay guarded.

"You need to learn to share." The monster grinned and in a flash his hand was around the hunter's throat and the fight was on. Deans free hand wrapped around the one gripping at his throat. His brows furrowed, and the hunter slammed his forehead against Tommy's own. The monster fell back his hand letting go of the Hunter. The blade in Dean's hand fell at his feet. He wasn't too worried about it as he grabbed the monster by the fabric of his jacket with both hands. Slamming Tommy up against the building. It was becoming clear that the werewolf was lacking in fighting experience. It wasn't turning into much of a fight. He was young, stupid and new to the whole werewolf thing. He picked the wrong hunter to pick a fight with.

Suddenly a fist met Dean's face. Again, and again the hunter felt Tommy's fist cracking against his skull. His head started to throb as blood rolled down his cheeks. The monster threw him down like trash. Tommy moved back to Annie possibly hoping to bite into her before the hunter could stop him. Okay, maybe Dean under estimated the werewolf just a little. A loud groan escaped his lips as the hunter rolled onto his back. That little fucker threw him hard. The hunter grabbed a hold of the knife, pulling himself to his feet. Dean wobbled using the dumpster next to him has leverage. Catching his breath, Dean turned to face the werewolf. His teeth gritted as he seen him approach Annie. That was a hard no.

Annie wasn't out for very long. Her eyes opened with her head spinning like she was hit by a dump truck. The first thing she noticed was Tommy making his way over to her. In a panic she scrambled to get to her feet but only made it to her knees. From the corner of her eye she seen Dean pull himself to his feet. Without any warning the hunter threw himself towards the werewolf body slamming him to the ground. Dean put his entire body weight on Tommy. Using his free hand pushing Tommy's head into the ground.

Annie's eyes followed Dean's other hand as he lifted the knife into the air until he brought it down towards Tommy's heart. The moment he made contact, Annie turned her head covering her eyes with her hands. She could hear the life leaving his body. It was horrific.

She sat there like that, shaking and wet from rain. She didn't dare move. She didn't even uncover her eyes to look at Dean.

"Annie…" He started slowly. Hearing his voice was so surreal for Annie. She felt him approach and gently his hands wrapped around her forearms to help her to her feet. Her hands slowly dropped as she stood with Dean's support. Her hands tightly held the fabric of his jacket. Slowly she looked up at him and then she didn't know why she did it, but she did. She looked down. Her eyes grew wide as they fell on Tommy's lifeless corpse. His face still carrying that horrible expression. She fell into a panic and she couldn't breathe.

"You don't need to look at that. Annie... look at me." Dean cupped Annie's face in his hands getting the brunette to look up at him instead of the scene behind her. "It's okay. Just breathe… " He encouraged. His eyes stayed on her as he tried to calm her down.

"I was… and he… his face and you." She was having a meltdown and her thoughts were all over the place. Her brows knitted together like she was going to cry, and the brunette buried her face into the hunter's chest, her arms wrapping around him tightly. Dean returned the embrace. For a moment they just stood there holding each other.

She had been sitting inside the impala for an hour. Waiting. Dean ended up calling Sam to help him "take care" of the problem. She didn't ask what that involved and frankly she didn't want to know. She sat in the silence, her head resting against the window trying to focus her mind on the sound of rain that hadn't eased up. It's all she could do. Everything felt surreal. It was overwhelming. Sam and Dean suddenly appeared, deep in conversation. Sam soon departed in a vehicle she had never seen before and Dean returned to the impala. The door opened, and the hunter got in, but no words were exchanged. Annie couldn't tell if he didn't want to say anything to her or if he simply didn't know how to address what happened.

Dean wiped his arm across his wet face, then fiddled with his seatbelt, put his knife away, checked to make sure his gun was put away. Anything to keep himself busy. Then he sat there staring at the steering wheel.

"I'll drive you home. We'll get your car tomorrow." He was so matter of fact with how he was speaking all Annie was able to do was nod. There was a conversation that needed to happen, but it was going to have to wait until Dean wasn't driving.

Annie continued to sit quietly, her eyes still looking out the window when Dean reached over caressing her chin with his thumb. Annie slowly looked over at him and he just looked so guilty. This was not how he wanted her to find out. Soon the two drove off but not without making a pit stop. It was going to be a long night.