It's a pretty empty night on the trail, probably due to the fact that it's below freezing. We see one woman run past us on her way down and it's silent from there. We walk slowly, and I listen to the sound of our footprints on the fresh falling snow. I shiver loudly.
Sam speaks up "you really should come prepared" he takes off his jacket. He goes to hand it over to me but I refuse to take it.
"You know it's not really considered being a gentlemen if you're rude while trying to do so." I scowl back to him.
"You want it or not?" He asks annoyed.
"No." I say sternly. He shrugs and puts it back on.
"It's not everyday we have a case in the middle of friggen winter in Utah" I say defending myself.
"We?" He asks looking at me from the side
"Well we have been running into each other for a couple years now" I add "worked a few cases together"
"And they always turn out so well" Sam sort of whispers sarcastically.
"What was that?" I ask although I know what he said.
"Nothing" he mumbles back
"You know Sam, your such an ass!" I stop walking "you always say these things, these insults. It's getting really old!"
He turns around "I'm just saying, things always go south when you're around."
"Right, cause me causing a few mishaps in a case is even comparable to starting the apocalypse!" I yell. He gives me a hurt look but I keep going "how do you even do that? Like how does someone start the end of the world?" I wait for a response, not truly knowing the story behind that one. I've heard stories from passing hunters but nothing confirmed.
"Forget it" he says trying to walk forward.
"No, really!" I push more not knowing the details "I mean you, and Dean ended it too.. But you started it so that's the least you could've done." I roll my eyes.
He turns and rubs his chin "yes, I started the apocalypse. You think that is something that just happened? It was happening no matter if I was involved or not" he says, he goes to say more but we hear Dean yell,
"Damn it you guys! Knock it off!" We look up to where the voice came from and see him. He waves us over and we creep up through the woods. We walk just a bit further into the woods and see something.
We stop walking, the snow making it hard to stay quiet in. We crouch down and watch. There, a woman is scolding a young child.
"You can't keep doing this! We have to move now!" She yells quietly to him.
"I'm hungry!" The little boy returns to her, blood on his hands.
"I was getting you food! You killed people! You're going to put us on the radar" she hushes to him rubbing at bus hands.
"I don't care, we will kill them and eat their hearts too!" The boy says back. Their voices carrying through the dead of night. With what we all just heard, Dean raises his gun and steps forward. Sam goes to stop him but I hold him back. The woman turns and sees us. She instantly changes and snarls her nasty teeth towards us, the boy does the same. It's a 3 on 2 match. Easily a victory.
"You know what this means" Dean starts to say "he won't stop now that he has tasted human heart"
"He will! I'll make sure of it!" She fights for her son. "I did! I stopped!" She adds
"Doesn't matter, you'll go back, it's part of you now" Dean then takes another step, the snow crunching under his weight.
"Please" she pleads with the hunter.
A gun shot goes off and the boy's body falls to the ground. Dean turns around and I shrugs back at him. The gun in my hand smoking in the cold.
"Noooo!" The woman falls down and holds the boy weeping.
"What the hell?" Sam asks lowering my arm down from shooting position.
"He killed people. Dean was distracting her. It had to be done!" I explain. Dean turn backs to the woman and she's weeping. "Go on" I whisper out to him.
"She doesn't eat humans, you heard her!" Sam argues to me.
"She used to" I spit back "did you miss that part?" I ask like he's oblivious.
"No! I didn't! My parents fed me the hearts! I didn't kill, I've never killed!" She pants out in the wild back to us.
"How can we trust her?" I ask them
"We can't" Dean says keeping his gun trained on the wolf. Her eyes stare at the gun.
"Dean, Jackie. She doesn't kill. She's not a monster." He says firmly. We stand in silence and the snow continues to fall. Dean lowers the gun.
"Don't let us run across you again" he mutters out. She nods and lifts the boys lifeless body off the ground. I sigh and turn around, heading back to the car. I get to my jeep and as I go to close to the door, even opening it and getting in before Sam is there holding it open from me shutting it.
"You really are something else!" His eyes piercing through me.
"There can't be grey areas when it comes to monsters! They are what they are!" I get out of the car getting in his face "I've been there, and it doesn't end well. I'm telling you now, this will come back to get you, she'll kill someone, and that's on you!"
He steps back and rolls his eyes "and if it does we will deal with it then!" He argues "it may never happen!"
I go to speak up but Dean interrupts us "knock it off! We have another case. Jackie, I think you can come along on this one, help steal those police files." He changes the subject.
"What case?" Sam's annoyed voice speaks out, not wanting me to come along.
"The vampire" Dean adds
"The one in Oklahoma?" I question them familiar with it.
Dean asks "You know it?" Raising his eyebrows.
"Yea, I was following it too. Making sure it was a pattern."
"Good, so your caught up on it. Saves us time" Dean walks from us and to his car. Sam just stares at me. I shrug my shoulders waiting for him to say what he wants to say. He stands for a few seconds longer then turns and walks away.
"Try and keep up!" I holler out to them getting back into my jeep and leaving.
