Seth and Dean pulled Batista out of the car. He seemed way too excited for a man tied up and kidnapped by two unknown men.
"Marcia!" Seth yelled.
It only took a few seconds, then Marcia came walking out of the front door.
"Marcia," Batista chuckled. "My precious girl. I've missed you. I'm here to take you home with me."
"He's fucking delusional," Dean said.
"How do we get him over the fence?" Seth asked.
"What?" Batista asked.
"Throw him?" Dean asked.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Batista yelled.
Seth grabbed Batista's jaw and smirked at him.
"You're her food this year," Seth said.
"You can't do that," Batista said.
"Watch me," Seth said.
"No, she needs to go home with me. She belongs to me. I fucking found her!" Batista yelled.
"She doesn't belong to anyone, you sick fuck!" Dean yelled back.
Marcia growled from the other side. Seth sighed and looked at the fence again, then back to her.
"We will figure it out, Marcia. I promise. We will get him to your side somehow," Seth said.
"What are you planning on doing next year? She has to feed every year. Who will you sacrifice next? When will this insanity end?" Batista asked.
"Maybe we can find that Hunter buddy of yours," Dean said.
"He's right though," Seth sighed. "We can't just come here once a year with a human sacrifice."
"I know that," Dean said. "But right now..."
Dean stopped talking when the electricity in the fence went out. All three men looked back at the fence. Marcia wasn't there. She had gone inside.
"Did she just turn off the electricity?" Seth asked.
"She knew how and she still stayed behind the fence for an entire year," Dean said.
"Maybe it's a coincidence," Seth said. "Maybe it just happened right now, and..."
Marcia came walking back with her eyes set on Batista. She was growling louder this time around.
"It's not a coincidence. She knew. She stayed here because she knew it was the only place she's safe. No one would come find her here," Seth said.
"Well, let's get her dinner then," Dean said.
"We still need to get him over the fence," Seth said.
"I came prepared," Dean smirked.
Dean ran to the car and got the bolt cutter he had packed. He ran back to the fence and started cutting through it.
"You better not take another fucking bite out of me, Marcia," Dean said. "Batista is your dinner. Only him."
"She won't hurt you," Seth said.
"She did last year," Dean reminded Seth.
"Because she had no other choice. She had been fed like that for all her time here," Seth said.
"There," Dean stepped back. "Push him through."
"No!" Batista screamed.
Seth and Dean grabbed Batista and started pushing him through the hole. Marcia grabbed him from the other side and pulled him through as if he weighed nothing. Her limbs started wrapping around him like snakes.
"Fluid bones. I almost forgot," Dean said.
"Fuck, this is creepy to watch," Seth said. "No, I can't."
Seth turned around and started vomiting. Dean grabbed Seth's hair and held it back for him while Seth emptied his stomach.
"Look at us," Dean chuckled. "Like a couple of teenage girls at their first party."
"Shut up," Seth chuckled too. "Thank you."
Seth stood up and ran the back of his hand over his mouth. They both looked back at Marcia who was sleeping on the ground next to the corpse of Batista. She had eaten what she needed and left the rest to rot.
"She sleeps for ten days," Seth said.
"Plenty of time to go through the house and figure out what the fuck to do," Dean said. "You got a plan, right? Tell me you got a plan. You always have a plan."
"I don't have a fucking clue what I'm doing," Seth said.
