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It's now dark in the vault as well, and a few of the hostages are fanning themselves. Isabeau was fanning Skylar with a stray folder. Skylar had taken off her jacket from the heat.
Isabeau still had her jacket on; the heat wasn't bothering her in the slightest.
Sherry is still babbling at the three of them, obviously the fact that Isabeau was dating Dean just flew over her head.
Sam continues to roll his eyes. He was no longer wearing the uniform and was in his regular clothes. He shares an unamused look with Isabeau.
Sherry smiles as she speaks, "Has your brother always been so, um, wonderful? I mean, staring down that gun. And you know the way - he played right into that psycho's crazy head, telling him what he wanted to hear, I mean,"
The three stare at her.
"He's like, a real hero or, or something." Sherry finishes.
Skylar groans, "Lady, seriously. He's dating her," She points to Isabeau, "If you think you're getting any, you are dead wrong."
"Plus, you're annoying the hell out of all of us, so please. For the love of god, shut up and keep it in your pants." Skylar glares at the woman, picking up another folder and fanning herself.
Ever since Isabeau started dating Sam and Dean, Skylar and the other girls became protective of the three's relationship. Anyone who even tried to come in between them, they were ready to kick ass.
Plus, even though they just meet Sam and Dean, they made Isabeau happy, and they weren't going to let anyone take that happiness away from her.
Sam smiles at Skylar with appreciation.
The door opens to reveal Dean who now has a handgun.
Sherry smiles, "Oh my god, you saved us! You saved us!"
Isabeau glares at her, "Really?"
"Actually, I just found a few more. Come on, everybody, let's go. Let's go." Dean commands.
Sherry stares in confusion as several more people, including the guard from earlier, are herded inside.
"What are you doing?" Sherry asks, confused.
"Sam, Beau, Sky, look, uh, Ronald and I need to talk to you guys." Dean says to the three of them.
Skylar puts her jacket back on as the three of them leave the vault and Dean shuts the door behind him, shrugging apologetically.
They all walk out to the main lobby of the bank, "It's shed its skin again. We don't know when - it could be in the halls, it could be in the vault." Dean tells them.
Sam huffs, "Great. You know, Dean, you are wanted by the police."
Dean scoffs with a laugh, "Yeah."
"So even if we do find this damn thing - how the hell are we gonna get out of here?" Sam asks.
Isabeau thinks, "Electricity."
"The power is off, Beau." Dean reminds her.
Isabeau shakes her head, "Doesn't have to be on for me to travel through the wires. All of us can make one sparky trip out of here."
Dean glances at everyone in their little circle, "Is that safe? For Sam and I?"
Skylar nods, "Should be. Really doesn't make a difference if you're like us or not."
Sam agrees, "We'd be okay, Dean. That's what Isabeau did with me when we arrested the first time. Though, that was with fire and not electricity."
Isabeau waves her hand dismissively, "Either way, it's the same thing."
Dean nods, "All right, I'm gonna do a sweep of the whole place, see if we can find any stragglers. Once we get everyone together we've got to play a little game of find-the-freak, so… here."
He hands Sam and Isabeau silver letter openers, "Found a couple more of these for you guys."
He pauses at Skylar not knowing how silver affected her, "I don't know-"
Skylar cut him off taking the last extra letter opener, her skin lightly hissing at the contact, "Silver doesn't really 'hurt' me. It just stings a little, but nothing life threatening on my skin. Still kills though."
Dean looks over at Isabeau to confirm. She nods.
Dean sighs, "All right. Now stay here, make sure Ronald doesn't hurt anybody, okay? Help him manage the situation."
"Help him manage? Are you insane!" Sam's voice rises in outrage.
Alerted by Sam's raised voice, Ronald looks over. Dean looks past Sam and gives Ronald a grinning thumbs-up.
"Look, I know this isn't going the way we wanted." Dean says quietly.
Sam nods shouting, "Understatement!"
"But if we invite the cops in right now, Ronald gets arrested, you two get arrested, the shifter gets away, probably never find it again, okay?" Skylar sides with Dean on the situation.
Sam looks at Skylar in disbelief and then looks at Isabeau.
Isabeau sheepishly shrugs, "They got a point, Stretch. I mean, not only are they going to arrest you two, but they're going to question why the hell an honorary officer, the same one who 'worked' on Dean's case before, just happens to be in the same bank as you guys."
Ronald is peering out the window, in plain view, and Sam gestures at him in exasperation.
Dean looks over, "Ron! Out of the light!"
Dean looks back with a nervous chuckle.
"Seriously?!" Sam exasperates.
"Yeah, Ron's game plan was a bad plan, I mean, it was a bit of a crazy plan, but right now crazy's the only game in town, okay?" Dean asks.
Isabeau sighs, "Alright, Dean take Skylar with you. She'll be more of a help to you than just waiting here."
Skylar nods, "You got it, Isa." She smiles up at Dean, "Come on, De." She calls him by his nickname that the entire coven coined for him.
Dean slaps Sam on the shoulder and gives Isabeau a quick peck on the lips and leaves with Skylar.
Sam sighs, leans back, and rolls his eyes at Ronald, "Hi, Ronald."
Isabeau snorts at the looks they threw at each other, "This is going to be fun."
Dean and Skylar creep along the dark hallways with flashlights, listening for sounds and watching for movement.
Dean glances down at the silver letter open in Skylar's hand, seeing a little bit of smoke rising from it, "You okay?"
Skylar hums in question and then follows Dean's gaze, "Oh, yeah. Stings a little bit." She switches the letter opener to her other hand and shows Dean the burns on her hand fading away rapidly, healing itself.
"It still burns me, but not enough to have me screaming in pain. The witch side of me kind of eases some of the pain." Skylar explains, placing the letter opener back in hand.
"Isabeau told us about that, how the genetics mix and slightly change some things." Dean recalls, "But silver can still kill you?"
Skylar nods, "Well, yeah. It's really the only thing that can. Our witch side doesn't affect the way we're killed."
Dean furrows his brow, "So… what about elementals?"
Skylar ah's in realization, "You're asking because of Isabeau aren't you?"
Dean clears his throat, "Yeah."
"Well, elementals can be killed using the other elements; drowning, electrocuted, burned, being suffocated, the list goes on. Isabeau can be killed using a lot of those methods, but she can never be burned because she's fire. And now with her lightning element she can't be electrocuted anymore." Skylar explains.
She pauses, "Though, Isabeau can still be killed just by being severely injured; like what yellow eyes did to her. I mean, same for all of us. If you beat us down enough, we're just like any other human."
Skylar then smirks, "By the way, I know you and Sam are curious." She says, changing the subject.
Dean looks down at her confused, "About what?"
"Oh, you know. I've seen the way you and Sam look at Isabeau when she is intimate with me. The other girls have seen it too." Skylar starts to say.
"It's nice to know that you two are completely fine with Isabeau still having a sexual relationship with us while she's dating you guys."
Dean looks away from her, "Well, you're a coven with a strong bond. And… I love Isabeau. If it makes her happy, I can't take that away from her."
"I also know that one of the reasons you two are okay with it is because you and Sam find it hot." Skylar adds in with an all knowing smirk.
Dean chuckles, "Do we make it obvious?"
Skylar giggles, "Kind of, but I would think you two would be jealous that someone else other than you and Sam are getting her off."
Dean pauses in the hallway, "Again, you're her coven, and we trust her with you guys and vice versa. Plus, well I don't know about Sam and I really don't want to, but what kind of porn do you think Isabeau and I sometimes watch together?"
Dean couldn't believe that was outright telling Skylar what Isabeau and him did together behind closed doors. But hey, their relationship wasn't normal, so why would their conversations be?
Skylar laughs in utter delight, "I knew there was a reason why I liked you!"
"You didn't before?"
"Eh." Skylar jokes causing Dean to shove her playfully before getting back on track.
The hostages are fanning themselves again, and Sherry looks angry. The guard begins clutching his chest and breathing hard.
Sam opens the vault door, Isabeau and Ronald standing behind him, "I'm going to leave this open. Give you guys some fresh air, all right? But no one leaves this vault." Sam tells them.
The phone rings, and Ronald spins around, panicked.
"I don't understand. Why are you helping him?" Sherry asks Sam and Isabeau.
"You wouldn't believe us if we told you." Isabeau says.
Ronald picks up the phone, "Hello?"
"I think I gotta get out of here!" The guard says in pain.
"Sir, I'm very sorry, but you're just going to have to stay put, all right?" Sam asks him.
"What? What do you mean, demands?" Ronald asks on the phone.
Sam and Isabeau look back at him. "Ronald! Hang up!" Isabeau exclaims.
"No, I, I'm not a bank robber, I, I, I-" Ronald stutters.
"I've got to really get out of here." The guard calls out again.
"Sir, you can't leave." Sam says.
"Kind of a crime fighter, I guess." Ronald continues.
Isabeau grits her teeth, "Ronald
The guard is struggling to the door; several other hostages including a well-built middle-aged man, help him.
"Look-" Sam addresses the hostages but stops himself, walking over to Ronald.
"No, I'm acting alone." Ronald says.
Sam sighs and goes over to the phone, slamming it to hang up, "Ronald? The less the cops know, the better."
"Hey! I think this dude's having a heart attack!" The man calls out.
"We need a doctor!" A woman shouts.
Isabeau huffs, "Great. Could be our guy. Could be a trick." A part of her wanted to go over and help, but the logical side of her was telling her not to.
"You just going to let the man die?" The man asks, still holding the guard up.
"No one's dying in here." Sam shouts.
"Cover the door." Sam tells Ronald and gestures Isabeau to come over to him.
Sam snatches the phone as Ronald covers the vault door and Isabeau goes over to stand next to her boyfriend.
The detective is on the phone with Sam; the officer is listening in as well. "Can you tell me how many hostages this guy's taken?" The detective asks.
"Look, one of the people could be having heart trouble. You need to send in a paramedic." Sam tells him.
"Just stay calm, sir. We'll have you folks out of there." The detective tells him.
"Just send in a paramedic, okay? And don't try anything else. Please." Sam shouts.
Isabeau places a hand on his arm, "Calm down." Sam stares down at her, placing a hand on the crook of her neck, rubbing her skin softly.
"Paramedic? We don't have time for that, man!" The man holding the guard up, shouts as Sam hangs up the phone.
"Listen, I, I, I'm sorry, okay? I am. But nobody's getting out." Ronald says.
"He's dying right in front of you."
"Help!" The guard begs.
In a hallway, Dean and Skylar stop and look up, seeing a ceiling panel askew.
Dean picks up a coat rack and begins poking it. He dislodges it and a naked body falls to the floor.
Skylar turns it over; it is the man who has been helping the guard. His throat has been slit.
The man, shapeshifter, is still holding up the guard, who is panicked and breathing painfully. "Come on, man, you've gotta unlock the front door. We've got to get him out of here." The shapeshifter says.
Ronald cocks the rifle, "Both of you stay where you are."
Dean and Skylar return and whispers, inaudible, to Sam and Isabeau. The shapeshifter watches them warily.
Sam goes into the vault, "You know what, Ronald? He's right, we've got to get this man outside. Come on. I've got you."
He takes the guard from the shapeshifter.
"Yeah, yeah, let me help you." The shapeshifter offers.
Isabeau comes into the vault, helping Sam, "Oh, we got him, it's, it's cool. Thanks."
Sam and Isabeau get the guard out of the way; Dean and Skylar glare at the shapeshifter and approach the vault.
"Thank you. Thank you." The guard repeatedly says to Sam and Isabeau.
Sam nods, "Sure."
"Thank you." The guard thanks again.
Dean walks up to the shapeshifter, Skylar staying behind, "Hey, can I talk to you for a second?" He asks.
The shapeshifter comes out, "You got the gun, man. I mean, whatever."
As he gets close enough, he attacks Dean, knocking him to the ground. He goes to attack Skylar, but she ducks and takes a swing at him.
The shapeshifter grabs her upcoming fist and turns her around, slamming her head against the wall and throws her to the ground and runs into the dark of the hallways.
Dean gets up, helping Skylar up as well as Ronald chases after the shapeshifter. Dean and Skylar follow a little bit behind him.
"Stop! Come back here!" Ronald races into the lobby which puts him in the open again.
Sam, Isabeau and the guard turn back to see the commotion. Sam and Isabeau see a laser sight on his back.
Sam shouts at him, "Get down! Now!"
The sniper fires, hitting Ronald squarely in the chest. As he falls, Dean and Skylar duck behind a low wall, and the four watch in horror.
Ronald slumps to his knees, then to the floor; dead.
The hostages run out of the vault as Dean and Skylar crawls behind another low wall nearer where Ronald fell.
Sam and Isabeau ducks down beside them, all of them panting. Sam pulls out the key and hands it to Dean, "Here. Take care of the guard. We're going after the shifter."
Sam and Skylar run off, and Dean and Isabeau crawl over towards Ronald, "Sorry, Ron. You did a real good job tracking this thing, you really did." Dean says.
He takes the rifle and, looking around furtively, runs off towards the guard. Isabeau follows behind him.
Sam and Skylar approach a broom closet and open it suddenly; it's empty. They hear something behind them and turn.
Sherry screams; she and the other hostages have gathered, trying to escape. "Please don't hurt us!" She screams.
"You shouldn't be back here right now! You're in danger! Now go back to the vault. Now!" Skylar orders them and they run back.
Holding the guard in front of him and the rifle in his other hand, Dean approaches the front door slowly. Outside, several paramedics pull a stretcher out of an ambulance. "Everything's going to be alright." Dean says.
The guard opens the door as S.W.A.T has their guns trained on them, "No, don't shoot! Don't shoot! Please!" The guard begs.
"No, no, no, no, no! Back up! Don't even think about it!" Dean shouts. Isabeau stands behind him, watching the scene playout and is careful to not let anyone see her.
"Please! Don't shoot!" The guard begs again.
Dean looks around at the media frenzy outside, "Son of a- I said get back! Now!" He shouts.
"One of the hostages. He seems to have taken over the situation." The officer turns toward the detective.
"Excuse me?" The detective asks.
"Okay, go, go!" Dean pushes the guard.
The guard stumbles out as Dean draws back inside, shutting the door and latching it, "We are so screwed." Dean mutters.
Isabeau swallows thickly, "Tell me about it."
Somewhere in one of the stairways, Sam and Skylar have found another shed skin. Sam calls Dean and Isabeau, putting it on speaker for Skylar to hear.
Dean picks up his cell and puts it on speaker for Isabeau to hear as well, "Yeah?" Dean answers.
"Slipped his skin." Sam informs them.
"What?" Isabeau asks, surprised.
"Yeah, bastard shifts fast. A lot faster than the one in St. Louis." Skylar says.
"God, it's like playing the shell game. It could be anybody. Again." Dean rubs his face in annoyance.
"Yeah, I think most of the employees are out of the vault by now." Sam says.
"All right, you two search every inch of this place, we're gonna go round everybody up." Dean hangs up.
Outside the bank, a black sedan and several black trucks pull onto the scene.
"Crap." The officer says inside the command center.
"What?" The detective asks.
"The Feds are here."
"Oh, crap." The detective echos the officer.
A mousy, bespectacled man in an FBI jacket enters and stares at them; then a tall, commanding, shaven-headed black man pushes past.
"Lieutenant Robards." The man asks.
"Yeah." The detective, Robards, confirms.
"Special Agent Henriksen." The man introduces himself, shaking hands with Robards.
"Let me guess. You're lead dog now, but you would just love my full cooperation." Robards guesses.
"I don't give a rat's ass what you do, you can go get a donut and bang your wife for all I care. What I do need is your S.W.A.T. team locked and loaded." Henriksen orders.
"Listen, Agent. Something's not right about this. It's, um... it's not going down like a usual heist." Robards says.
"That's because it isn't one. You have no idea what you're dealing with, do you? There is a monster in that bank, Robards." Henriksen says.
Sam and Skylar continue to search through the bank.
"So, uh…" Skylar starts. Sam glances down at her as she begins to speak.
Skylar clears her throat, "I know this is not the best time to bring this up, but I talked about this with Dean."
She takes a breath, "You really okay with Isabeau still having a sexual relationship with us? Her coven?"
Sam thinks about it for a second, "I… yeah. I mean, you guys have a bond, right? You formed it before Dean and I got into a relationship with Isabeau."
"Yeah, but, any other partner would get jealous and would be against it." Skylar points out.
Sam shrugs with a scoff, "I guess Dean and I are different then. I mean, polyamorous relationships aren't really normal in society, so our relationship defies normal. But… we also know what you guys and Isabeau have is love on a different level from ours."
Sam pauses, "If it were any other man or woman, yeah, Dean and I get jealous, but it's fine with you guys."
Skylar hums, "And you don't find it at all a turn on?"
Sam stutters in shock, "W-what?"
Skylar chuckles, "A turn on, Samuel. Dean already admitted that it's sort of a turn on for him. Hell, apparently him and Isabeau watch porn like that."
Sam licks his lips, "Can't say Isabeau and I don't do the same."
Skylar smirks, "Isabeau picked good."
Dean and Isabeau herd the hostages back into the vault.
"And I thought you were one of the good guys." Sherry says, looking back at Dean.
Isabeau rolls her eyes and pushes Dean out of the way, "Look, Sherry. Everything's gonna be alright. This will all be over soon, okay?"
Dean shuts the vault door and spins the lock. He looks over at Isabeau, "Something happened between you two?"
Isabeau plays with her rosary, "She kept on gushing over you and totally ignoring the fact that you were my boyfriend. I swear I almost laid into her."
Dean chuckles, "I only got eyes for you sweetheart."
Isabeau snorts, "I know, Dearie."
If they weren't in this situation, Dean would've one hundred percent pushed Isabeau up against the wall.
The landline rings, breaking Isabeau and Dean from their thoughts. Dean sets down his handgun and answers it, "Yeah?"
"This is Special Agent Victor Henriksen." Henriksen says over the phone from the command center.
Isabeau's eyes widened at the name as Dean speaks, "Yeah, listen, I'm not really in the negotiating mood right now, so-"
Henriksen interrupts him, "Good. Me neither. It's my job to bring you in. Alive's a bonus but not necessary."
Dean blinks, "Whoa. Kinda harsh for a Federal Agent, don't you think?"
"Well, you're not the typical suspect, are you, Dean?" Henriksen asks.
Dean and Isabeau share a look, horrified.
"I want you and Sam out here, unarmed. Or we come in. And yes, I know about Sam too. Bonnie to your Clyde." Henriksen says.
Isabeau breathes deeply, playing with her rosary. This was not good.
Dean smiles nervously, pulling Isabeau close to him just like Sam did in the vault previously, "Yeah, well, that part's true, but how'd you even know we were here?"
"Go screw yourself, that's how I knew." Henriksen answers, "It's become my job to know about you, Dean. I've been looking for you for weeks now. I know about the murder in St. Louis, I know about the Houdini act you pulled in Baltimore. I know about the desecrations and the thefts. I know about your dad."
Isabeau felt Dean's grip slightly tighten, "Hey, you don't know crap about my dad." He says darkly.
"Ex-marine, raised his kids on the road, cheap motels, backwood cabins. Real paramilitary survivalist type. I just can't get a handle on what type of whacko he was. White supremacist, Timmy McVeigh, to-may-to, to-mah-to." Henriksen explains.
Isabeau's hand slides underneath Dean's shirt and rubs small circles on the small of his back as he speaks, "You got no right talking about my dad like that. He was a hero."
"Yeah. Right. Sure sounds like it. You have one hour to make a decision or we come through those doors full automatic." Henriksen says. Dean hears a click as Henriksen hangs up the phone.
Dean pounds his forehead in frustration as he hangs up the phone.
"Scramble your men, five minutes, then we go in." Henriksen orders Robards.
Robards furrows his brow, "What? Henriksen, they've let out one hostage so far. They've hurt no one as far as we can tell."
"You don't know these Winchesters. They're dangerous, smart, and expertly trained. So much so, that they have highly regarded honorary officer, Isabeau Fitzgerald, as a hostage." Henriksen informs them.
Henriksen knew Isabeau from a few years back on a case he had in Sioux Falls. He saw how skilled of an officer she was and gained respect for the young woman. He didn't want to take the risk of attempting to contact Isabeau from inside, it could've put her in more danger than she already was.
Robards shakes his head, "We can't risk the lives of all those people and an officer."
"Trust me, Dean's a greater risk to 'em than we are."
"This is crazy."
Henriksen nods, "Crazy's in there. And I just hung up on it."
Sam and Skylar see blood on the floor in front of a closet. He nods to Skylar who gets herself ready for any possible attack.
Sam opens it quickly, and the half-dressed body of Sherry falls out. Her throat is slit.
Skylar sighs, "Dammit."
Sam and Skylar return to the vault room, where Dean and Isabeau are waiting; the vault is shut.
Isabeau pulls Skylar to the side and has a hushed conversation with her.
"Hey. We've got a bit of a problem outside." Dean says.
Sam chuckles, "We got a problem in here."
Skylar punches the wall nearby, leaving a dent in it, "Damn it, Isa. Are you sure?" Sam and Dean look over with worry.
Isabeau nods, "Positive."
"What's wrong?" Sam asks.
Isabeau huffs, "I'll you later."
Sam and Dean give her a look.
"We have more pressing matters right now, boys. Please." Isabeau begs.
The four open the vault, the hostages flinch and look around. Dean walks in with the others behind him, "Sherry? We're gonna let you go."
"What? Why me?" Sherry asks, confused.
"Uh, as a show of good faith to the feds, come on." Dean commands.
Sherry backs away, "Uh... I think I'd, I'd rather stay here, with the others."
Dean approaches, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist."
She looks at them warily while Sam is fingering the silver blade. After a long pause she approaches them.
Isabeau and Skylar enter the hallway first and Sam and Dean push Sherry back to the hallway behind them. "I thought you were letting me go." Sherry asks.
Dean shoves her forward, holding her head and forcing her to look at the body. She begins screaming hysterically.
Dean looks at her as she pulls away, "Is that community theater, or are you just naturally that good?"
Isabeau and Skylar's eyes glow violet, "This is the last time you become anybody. Ever." Skylar hisses out.
Sherry steps back from all of them, "No! Oh god! Ohhhh…" She faints.
The four of them stare at her, baffled, then back at the other body. Skylar and Isabeau's eyes stop glowing.
Dean removes the rifle from his shoulder and kneels over Sherry. He raises the blade with a shrug, but Sam puts out a hand to stop him, "Dean, wait, wait, wait. What's the advantage of this plan? I mean, fainting now wouldn't help it survive."
Dean looks back at the other body, "Huh."
Isabeau narrows her eyes and goes to kneel over the other body, then looks up, distracted by a noise.
The body opens its eyes; it is the shapeshifter. It lashes out and grabs Isabeau by the throat. As she struggles, stabbing at it, Sherry wakes up.
She screams again, "Ahhhh! Oh, god…" Skylar goes over to her, gathering her in her arms.
Isabeau looks over as Dean tries to pry the shapeshifters hands off of Isabeau, "Get her outta here! Now!" Isabeau chokes out.
The two continue struggling with the shapeshifter as Skylar, Sam and Sherry leave.
Dean and Isabeau struggle for a moment, then the shapeshifter knees Dean in the side, kicks Isabeau's chest, knocking them down and bolts.
Isabeau groans as she gets up. "You okay, Beau?" Dean asks.
She coughs, getting air back in her lungs, "I'm good. You?"
Dean nods, getting up, "Let's go."
Elsewhere, the S.W.A.T. team creeps through broken glass and into the bank. Isabeau and Dean hear them coming and duck around a corner to avoid one.
In another hallway, they find Sherry, who backs against the wall, terrified, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I work here! I work here. Please... get me out! Get me out of here..."
Several of them guide her out and two others continue down the hallway. They see Sam and Skylar, who stop.
"Freeze! Let me see your hands." One of the S.W.A.T agents yell.
Dean and Isabeau watch as the S.W.A.T team walks away and continue to look for the shapeshifter.
Isabeau turns and gets slammed in the face by the shapeshifters hand and she goes down.
Sam and Skylar turn abruptly and take out the two armored policemen. Skylar smiles at Sam, "Nice."
In the boiler room, Dean settles into a fighting stance while Isabeau pulls herself up from the ground.
Dean swipes at the shapeshifter with the silver blade, and it avoids the attack, retaliating. They tussle; he gets in two good head-butts.
He slashes at her again; she grabs his wrist and wrenches it up, and he grasps her forearm; her skin slips off stickily, "Gross." He grimaces.
She kicks him hard between the legs, then several times in the face.
Behind her, Isabeau swipes her leg at the shapeshifters legs, sending her to the ground with a thud.
Dean recovers, he and the shapeshifter struggle for a moment before he manages to ram the silver blade into her chest.
The shapeshifter groans and goes limp on the ground, dead.
Isabeau stares down at the shapeshifters dead body. The two look back when they hear a sound and flinch. Dean then turns and kneels over the shapeshifter.
Isabeau inhales, "Dean, I'm gonna stay."
Dean looks up at her, "What?"
"If Henriksen is in charge of this and he knows I'm in here, I can't leave with you guys. I need to lead him to believe that I was a hostage in here just like everyone else. Get out of here with Sam and Skylar." Isabeau explains.
Before Dean could object, a uniformed man enters the room with a flashlight and stops. Dean and Isabeau look back, panting.
Preceded by several officers, Henrilsen enters the building, gun out. He strides down the main hallway. Officers are going in front of him, looking in rooms, and calling, "CLEAR! CLEAR!" As they go through the rooms.
They find the body of the first man, "Male, African American. Goner."
In the boiler room, another officer is kneeling in front of the shapeshifters Sherry-shaped body.
The officer looks up to another officer, "I'm telling you, man. I just walked her out of the bank. She must have a twin sister or something."
"Ma'am. Are you alright?" An officer asks, as he helps a semi-conscious Isabeau up from the ground.
Isabeau groans, acting for the officers, "I'm okay. Thank you." The officer keeps her steady as she pretends to be weak.
An officer comes up behind Henriksen, "Sir? My team said it's secure. They're gone."
"You tell your team to tear it apart! The ducts, the ceilings, the furnace, everything." Henriksen commands.
"I don't think that's necessary."
Henriksen turns around, "Why not?"
The officer takes Henriksen to a broom closet, where two men are stripped to their underwear and handcuffed back-to-back on the floor.
Henriksen nods in chagrin and frustration.
"Sir! We found someone." The officer helping Isabeau calls out to Henriksen as they come walking down the hallway.
Henriksen sighs in relief, meeting them halfway, "Thought you didn't let anyone get one step ahead of you, Fitzgerald." He was relieved to see Isabeau alive and safe.
Isabeau chuckles, "I thought we decided no last names, Victor?"
Henriksen scoffs, "Still the same as ever, even when your life is in danger." He looks over to the officer supporting her, "Get officer Fitzgerald into a secure room and call in the paramedics to check her over."
The officer nods, "Yes, sir."
Two men and a woman in S.W.A.T. armor with weapons have exited the bank and are running up stairs on the outside of a building.
They exit the stairs and turn into the deck of a parking garage. The two men walk to a car - the impala as the woman walks toward a lone motorcycle.
The two get into the car and pull off their masks, panting, revealing Sam and Dean.
The woman morphs into Skylar as she mounts her bike, her eyes glowing silver and sharing a look with Sam and Dean.
Tendrils of electricity shoot out from exposed wiring in the garage and in flash, Isabeau appears from the tendrils, walking towards Skylar.
Henriksen walks to a room with paramedics behind him, "Isabeau Fitzgerald, 24 years old and honorary officer from Sioux Falls. She was found in the boiler room unconscious. She's been in and out since they got her up here."
He opens the door, walking inside and freezes when he sees no one in the room.
Isabeau was gone.
Isabeau and Skylar embrace in a hug and give one another a passionate kiss on the lips, knowing it would be a while until they next see each other.
Sam and Dean watch as the two girls pull away. Isabeau walks over to the impala while Skylar throws on her helmet, giving the three of them a two fingered salute and revving off, leaving them alone.
Isabeau climbs into the backseat, slamming the impala door shut and leaning forward. All of them sit in silence for a moment, looking somber.
"We are so screwed." Dean states.
Sam nods minutely. Isabeau rubs her face, knowing that this whole hunt was going to one day, bite her in the ass.
Dean starts the car while Isabeau climbs from the backseat into the front seat, in between both brothers. Exhausted, they pull out of the parking garage.
I'm sorry I've been gone for so long! I was in the hospital last week and my heart arrhythmia came back. But, I'm home now and doing okay. They gave me a monitor for my heart, so they're monitoring me for the next month before I go back to college just to make sure that they don't need to do anything drastic before a leave.
I promise you that you will have daily or every other day updates. I want to finish season 2 before I go off to college by the end of the month.
Also, don't forget to check out "Everything In-Between". They are short stories of what happens in the life of Isabeau between the episodes and even will have some chapters on Isabeau's childhood. It will also focus around hers, Sam and Dean's relationship (Fluffy and maybe even some smut moments between them). It will also show Isabeau interacting with her coven members and family.
I will also accept requests for that story if you want to see something specific moment between the three of them. I will update it as I write the "Party of Three" series, so nothing will be spoiled and until it's published in the main series.
Feedback is my motivation.
Hope you all enjoyed!