Things fall apart

Sam drove Dean and I to a motel to rest for the night. The one thing I didn't want to do was take a rest, every second that passed was one second closer to that full moon. This wasn't only a fight against some werewolves but a fight against time.

"I'll check us in." I told Sam as he began to lift his brother out the car. I rushed over to the front desk where the manager took one look at me and headed to the closest phone. I had forgot that I was covered in blood and the manager freaked out trying to call nine one one.

When I got into the room I walked over to Dean and stood next to him, attending to his wounds until he fell asleep. Sam was in the shower washing himself up from all the blood. When he came out the bathroom he looked over at me and asked how I got pass the motel manager with all that blood covering me. I looked down at the floor and didn't answer his question.

"Rec…" He trailed off as he sat beside me on his brothers bed.

"We shouldn't be here. We need to keep moving." I whispered.

"Like this? There's no way we can travel on tonight. We're to wounded and we need some rest."

"You don't get it. We need to find him before the full moon."

"We have four more days until then. We will get there. What's the big deal about this full moon anyway?"

I stood quite, not sure if I should tell him of the possibilities that could occur that night.

"Rec?"

"On a full moon… you kinda…" I didn't know how to word it but I tried my best. "Your going to feed on human blood, whether you like it or not. The lycanthropy that night will be the worst thing your ever going to feel in your life. And once that happens Damion has you at his mercy."

"What do you mean?"

"After your first meal you don't exactly think normally. Your so transfixed into your hunger that your easily convinced and swayed into thinking a certain way. Whatever it is, it becomes sketched into your mind and its hard to break out of it. If Damion is around… he will convince you to be on his side, and most likely he will be around."

"Dean and I aren't that dumb."

"It doesn't matter."

"So you… how did you go against him? I mean why aren't you on his side?"

"Long story."

"Not like I got anything better to do."

"He… he never swayed me."

"Why?"

"I don't feel like getting into it. He just never swayed me… Now go to bed."

"Rec."

"Sam." He took a long hard look into my eyes and gave up on his questions.

The next day when I woke up I looked over at the boys to see they were still sleeping and heard voices from outside. It seemed that one of the other guests in the motel found the manager and called the cops. I peeked out the curtains on the window and saw the police make their way from door to door questioning everyone in the motel. They were about five doors down from ours and I rushed over to the boys and shook them awake.

"C'mon we need to leave NOW."

"Mmm, why?" Dean asked rubbing his red flaming eyes.

"Cops." I said rushing to get my sneakers on.

"Why are there cops?"

"Uh, we ran into a problem last night checking in."

"Rec!"

"Argue later, leave now!"

"How? There only three doors down. They'll see us if we leave." Sam said.

"You're the only one of us with no blood on you. You distract them and we'll get the car."

"Alright, lets go." Sam walked out the front door and the cop stopped him in his tracks.

"Sir, stay where you are we need a talk with you."

"Yes officer."

"Is there anyone else with you."

"No sir just me. Is there a problem?"

As the conversation continued Dean and I crawled out the back window and rushed over to the car.

"I'm driving." Dean demanded.

"You don't know where were going. I'm driving."

"No your not. After last night, there is no way I'm letting you drive this baby. If I find one scratch on it I'm killing you with my bare hands."

"Fine." His stupid car… always a sensitive topic for him. But then again if it were my car I'd be the same way. We got into the car and circled the motel until we got to the front of our room where Sam was still talking to the cop.

"Sam! Let's go. If we don't leave now we're not going to make it in time for your flight." I shouted out the passenger window.

"I thought you said you were alone."

"I am."

"So who are they?"

"That's my brother and his girlfriend. There picking me up for a flight home." The cop gave him a look as though he didn't believe his story.

"Sam! Stop making friends and lets go!" I yelled.

"So can I go now officer?"

"Not until I examine your room." Shit! The room was a mess. The sheets were covered in blood that still had not dried from the previous night.

"Alright officer. Come on in." He said showing the cop into his room. "Can I just tell them to wait a few seconds?"

"Make it quick." The cop said. He walked into the room and quickly ran back out with his gun aiming blankly into the air and saw our car speed off.

"That was close." Sam said.

"Too close." I replied. Before I knew it Dean pulled into some empty parking lot letting the cop zoom on by and got out the car.

"What's he doing?" I asked. Dean walked around the front of the car and stopped at my door swinging it open and pulling me out.

"Dean!" I shouted as he grabbed my throat and threw my back up against the hood of the car leaning over me.

"That'll leave a dent." I replied to his gestures.

"As long as your with us you do not kill anyone! Bad enough you turned us into this but I will not have you putting me and Sam in jail because you cant control yourself."

"I had to Dean." My voice calm. "He would have called the cops on us."

"So we would have left and gone to another motel! This isn't a game!" His grip around my neck became tighter. I think he forgot that I could easily test his strength with one small movement, but instead I played along. I stood silent and waited for him to release me from his anger and when he did I turned the table. When he let go of my neck I pulled him down as I got up from the hood of the car making him spin down onto the hood where my back laid. Instead of grabbing his neck I let one talon form and rest on his throat. Sam jumped out of the car and rushed to the other side of the hood. "Rec!" Sam yelled.

"Your threats don't phase me Dean. Watch who you talk to because I don't play like that." My voice filled with anger. I retracted my claw and pulled away from him. He got up and just sat on the hood for a few seconds until he pushed off mumbling a few words to his brother. "I don't know why… but that turned me on."

I let out a soft chuckle. "I heard that Dean. Now both of you, open the trunk and get us some handguns. If we get ambushed like that again I want us prepared."

Dean told Sam to get in the car and made his way to the trunk. After equipping the weapons he returned to the drivers seat and handed Sam and me our gun.

"Where am I going?" Dean asked.

"This is why I should drive."

"Your not driving. You almost hurt her."

"Why do guys always refer to their car as her?"

"Where are we going?" He repeated more tense. I told him where to go and we made our way back on the road.


"Seven of our wolves are dead sir."

"And them?"

"Their fine sir."

"Fine? How can they be fine! Those were our strongest wolves!"

"I don't know sir, they were harmed but-"

"How bad?"

"They rested for the night but that's all sir."

"Keep sending our men out there. This time more… add in a few females while your at it."

"Females sir? They are not trained for battle sir."

"I don't care. There agility may be useful for the two boys."

"Yes sir. But Rec-"

Angered at the sound of my name he shoots a dirty look at his apprentice, "What of her!"

"We have underestimated her sir. She is much stronger then we had imagined. What do we do about her?"

Damion gave a menacing look and began to speak. "Send her-"


Okay so he got cut off by me because I don't want you to know yet… mostly because I don't know Lol. So this is the next chapter and I hope you enjoy. Please leave a review.