NIGHTSHIFTER

Evie's POV

I looked over at Dean just over my shoulder talking to one of the female jewelry store workers while Sam and I were with the store manager asking him about the latest case we were walking in Milwaukee relating to a couple of thefts that seemed up our alley given that they perps were described as acting strange and unlike themselves so we were thinking a greedy demon possession.

"…Helena was our head buyer" the manager said getting my attention back from Dean as I stood next to Sam in the usual FBI attire however my coat jacket was a few sizes bigger than usual to hide my bump that was getting bigger by the day and I knew pretty soon there was no way I could pose as an active FBI agent. "She…she was family you know, she said it herself every year at the Christmas party she said we were the only family she had"

"So there were never any signs that she'd do this?" Sam asked him.

"No I still can't believe it, even now" he argued as I chanced a look back at Dean seeing he had his full-on flirt smile going as he talked up that girl and it made me envious looking at her tight little body and boobs that she seemed to the sticking out more as she smiled and laughed at whatever he was saying to her. "That night Helena came back to the store after closing cleaned out all the display cases and the safe, Edgar our night watchman he caught her in the act he didn't know what to do he'd known her for years, he called me at home-"

"And that's when she took his gun?" I asked him trying my best to ignore the pang in my chest as my mind raced with insecure thoughts because my body lately was anything but sexy or alluring and Dean barely made any physical move other than a kiss here or there.

"She shot him in the face, I heard him die over the phone"

"Any idea what her motive could've been?" Sam asked him.

"What motive it makes no sense, why steal all those diamonds, jewelry then what dump it somewhere?" he asked us. "Just hide it then go home and…" he trailed off and I smiled letting him know he didn't have to say it since we'd already read the report to know they found Helena dead in her home without any of the stolen goods anywhere to be found.

I looked back at Dean again figuring Sam had the rest of this under control and saw him smile accepting a piece of paper off the girl before he said something then started walking towards where Sam and I were so I turned around quickly so he wouldn't see that I'd been watching me.

"So you never saw the security camera footage yourself then?" Sam asked the manager and he shook his head.

"The police they took all the tapes first thing"

"Mm of course they did" Dean spoke up having came over hearing what he'd said.

"Thank you for your time" I told the manager and we left getting back into the Impala having one more stop before we could head back to the motel for some rest, there was another incident at a bank with the same M.O but different person with one eye-witness.

Dean drove to the address pulling up on the curb and I double checked the file to make sure it was it when Sam asked and seeing we had the right address we got out with Dean as usual complaining about the cops making our job harder.

"Frigging cops" I scoffed shaking my head at him as I pulled the coat around me tighter since the temperature was dropping and there was a slight drizzle of rain.

"They're just doing their job" Sam argued.

"No they're doing our job, only they don't know it so they suck at it" Dean complained as we started walking towards the house. "Talk to me about this bank?"

"Milwaukee National Trust it was hit over a month ago" I filled in since I was the one that had found the case, I hadn't been able to sleep so I'd been up just passing time on Sam's computer while they were both fast asleep and had stumbled upon the news report and thought it seemed like something for us and told them in the morning which had led to an argument between me and Dean on why I was up at night to which I yelled at him blaming the fact that my stomach was bigger, my breasts were killing me and being a side sleeper along with some stomach sleeping finding a comfortable position lately was a son of a bitch.

"Same M.O as the jewelry store?" he asked me and I nodded.

"Yep inside job, long-time employee, the never in a million years type" I filled them in again. "Dude robs the bank then goes home and supposedly commits suicide"

"And this guy Reznick was the security guard on duty?" Dean asked me again.

"Yeah he was actually beaten unconscious by the teller who heisted the place" Sam added and I smiled since at least one of them had read my notes and didn't need me to repeat myself a dozen times.

"God" Dean breathed out as Sam knocked against the glass door calling out to Reznick.

"Ronald Reznick?" he called out again and we started to hear footsteps before a light suddenly turned on blinding us.

"Son of a-" Dean cursed stopping when I glared at him, I'd started a thing that there was no more cursing from any of us since we had to snap out of it now before the baby came.

"FBI Mr Reznick" Sam said when we saw a chubby man finally walk into view.

"Let me see the badge" he said and I refrained from rolling my eyes as all three of us pulled out our badges holding them right up to the glass and he peered in at them inspecting them like he'd be able to tell they were fakes which almost made me smile considering these things have fooled actual FBI, he peered at mine a little longer than the boys raising an eye and I knew it was the whole trainee stamp at the bottom which I still hated. "Already gave my statement to the police"

"Yeah listen Ronald just some things about your statement we wanted some clarification on it"

"You read it?" he asked us sounding generally surprised by that which was common with stupid cops.

"Sure did" Dean agreed.

"Come to listen to what I got to say?" he asked and I almost glared at him since for the love of god just let us in already.

"Well that's why we're here" I told him offering my best fake smile I could muster.

"Well…come on in" he finally said and opened the door letting us inside. "None of the cops ever called me back not after I told them what was really going on, uh…they all thought I was crazy" he explained leading us through his house.

We walked into a sitting room that had walls covered in clippings' much like we would when working a case but this was all nonsense with pictures of UFO sightings and alien sightings which I raised an eye at since this guy couldn't be for real.

"First off, Juan Morales never robbed the Milwaukee National Trust okay that is a guarantee, see me and Juan were friends he used to come back to the bank on my night shifts and we'd play cards"

"So you let him into the bank that night, after hours?" Sam asked him.

"The thing I let into the bank…wasn't Juan, I mean he had his face but it wasn't his face uh every detail was perfect but too perfect you know like if a doll maker made it like if I was talking to a big Juan doll" I raised my eyebrow at this guy.

"A 'Juan' doll?" I asked.

"Look" he stated holding out a stack papers towards Sam. "This wasn't the only time, there was this jewelry store too and the cops and you guys…I mean you just won't see it" I had to hand it to this guy he'd done pretty well…connecting the two cases that is the whole 'Juan' doll this is debatable. "Both crimes were pulled by the same thing"

"And what's that Mr Reznick?" Sam asked him and Ronald's response was to pick up a magazine and point to the picture on the front cover of 'Cyberman' and I had to stop myself from laughing out loud.

"Chinese been working on them and the Russians before that, part man part machine like the terminator but the kind that can change itself make itself look like other people"

"Like the one from T2?" Dean asked with a smile on his face making me look back at him raising my eyebrow at him.

"Exactly!" Ronald exclaimed ecstatic that one of us was buying into this crap. "See so not just a robot more of a…a…a 'Mandroid'" oh for the love of good.

"A Mandroid?" Sam asked him.

"And what makes you so sure about this Ronald?" I added wondering how he got to this conclusion and his response was to pull out a tape putting into the VCR.

"See I made copies of all the security tapes, I knew once the cops got them they'd be buried" he said turning back to us and I smirked impressed this guy was on a role…an illegal one at that but who were we to judge. "Here" he turned it on and the tape came to life showing us footage from inside the bank. "Now watch" he played it through. "Watch" he repeated when the bank robber came on seemingly talking to Ronald. "Watch him, watch, watch" okay dude were watching. "See look there it is!" he exclaimed pointing to Juan and my eyes widened. "You see he's got the laser eyes" Ronald exclaimed pointing to his own eyes.

Sam, Dean and I shared a couple of looks since they damn well were not laser eyes since there was only one thing that had this characteristic when looking at cameras and it meant we're dealing with a frigging shape-shifter again which was fan-frigging-tastic…not.

"Cops said it was some kind of reflected light, some kind of 'camera-flare' okay?" he quoted 'camera flare' with his fingers. "Ain't no damn camera flare, they say I'm a post-traumatic stress case, so what bank goes and fires me it don't matter the Mandroid is still out there, the law won't hunt this thing down…I'll do it myself" he pointed at himself but I knew if he went out there looking for this thing he was gonna get killed. "You see this thing it kills the real person makes it look like a suicide then it sort of morphs into that person, cases the job for a while till it knows the take is fat then it finds it's opening, now these robberies they're grouped together so I figure the Mandroid is holed up in the middle…underground maybe I don't know maybe that's where it recharges it's Mandroid batteries" I had to hand it to him he had everything right except the ridiculous Mandroid part.

"Okay" Sam said breathing since we had to shut him down quickly before he did something that was gonna get himself killed. "I want you to listen to me very carefully because I'm about to tell you the gods honest truth about all of this" Sam added and I turned looking up at him wondering if he was actually gonna tell this dumbass the truth. "There's no such thing as mandroids, there's nothing evil or inhuman going on out there it's just people, nothing else understand me?" Ronald's face fell.

"The laser eyes…?"

"Just a camera flare Mr Reznick, see now I know you don't want to believe it but your friend Juan robbed the bank and that's it" ouch Sammy could have been a little delicate.

"Get out of my house!" Ronald exclaimed pointing towards the door. "Now!"

"Sure, first things first" Sam replied then pointed at the VCR. "We need to remand the tapes that you copied, they're classified evidence" Ronald gave up the tape practically throwing it at Sam before he threw us out slamming the door behind us.

Once back at the motel I immediately changed out of the suffocating and restricting suit into better comfortable clothes with sweat pants and one of Dean's t-shirts which lately weren't as big on me as they once were and got comfortable on the bed while leaving them to do all the heavier research.

"Man that has got to be the kicker straight up" Dean said as Sam came back in from outside with the tape in his hand heading towards the TV. "You tell that poor son of a bitch that-"

"Dean!" I exclaimed and he turned to look at me. "Money in the swear jar" I reached into my bag and pulled out a small jar that already had at least twenty bucks in it by now and I'd only put in action a few days ago.

"Come on Evie I'm running low on bills here" he protested but I just glared at him and he sighed pulling out his wallet and tossed a dollar bill into the jar.

"Quit swearing around our kid and you won't have to pay the swear jar" I reprimanded him and Sam was laughing as Dean shook his head before turning back to Sam with a hard glare in attempts to shut him up but Sam still wore an amused smile as he put the tape into the VCR onto top of the TV.

"Anyway, you tell…Ronald that…what did you say, remand the tapes he copied, classified information of an ongoing investigation that's messed up" Dean finished is pervious sentence this time without the swearing and I smirked dropping the jar back into my bag, at the rate Dean was going we were gonna pay of college for this kid in no time…if they ever went to college given the example Dean and I had set by neither one of us doing the whole college thing it was a pretty big if especially if we continued doing this raising the baby as a hunter which I was still conflicted about.

"What are you pissed at me?" Sam asked him out of the corner of his eye as Dean sat at the table.

"No I just think it's creepy how good of a fed you are, I mean come on we could've thrown the guy a bone he did some pretty good legwork here" Dean argued and I scoffed making him look at me.

"Mandroid?" I asked with a sarcastic smile.

"Well except for the Mandroid part" Dean agreed looking down at the ski maps of the sewer systems we'd gotten. "I liked him, he's not that different from us people think we're crazy"

"Yeah except he's not a hunter Dean" Sam argued turning to us. "He's just a guy who stumbled onto to something real, if he went up against this thing he'd get torn apart better to stay in the dark and stay alive"

"Yeah I guess" Dean shrugged as I stood up walking to where he was putting my hands on Dean's shoulders looking down seeing him drawing on a another map outlining the sewer system connection them up with the previous hits.

"Shape-shifter" we heard Sam say pausing the video again on this Juan guy looking up at the camera eyes flaring white. "Just like back at St. Louis, same retinal reaction to video"

"Eyes flare at the camera" Dean agreed looking up as well. "I hate those frigging things" he added making me smile and rub his shoulders.

"You think I don't?" Sam asked scoffing.

"Yeah well one didn't turn into you and frame you for murder" Dean argued making me frown since we were still paying for that.

"Well look if this shifters anything like the one we killed in Missouri-"

"The Ronald's right" Dean cut him off. "Alright they like to lair up underground preferably the sewer, now all the robberies are connected so far right to the main sewer main layout" he pulled the paper away and laid it over the map of the city lining it up perfectly with every robbery so far. "There's one more bank lined up on that same sewer main" Dean pointed out pointing down at it.

"City Bank of Milwaukee" I read then looked up sharing looks with them before we talked up a plan, Sam and Dean we're gonna go in undercover as security that needed to check the cameras for 'glitches' and instead of me staying back I was actually going in as a new potential client to watch the floor for any suspicious characters so I could at least help them pin point who we should be looking at.

I had went in first in a dress for once that cost a pretty penny from our credit card fraud efforts but I had to appear like I would actually use a bank this luxurious and I was mindless talking to one of the workers when I saw Sam and Dean walk in lead by another security guard up the back steps disappearing before I focused back listening to their mindless chatter trying to get me to bank with them and it was lasting way too long.

"I see you have a baby on the way" she said getting my attention back. "We have excellent packages that include trust accounts"

"Oh really?" I asked pretending to be interested.

"They're very flexible and totally controlled by you, you can choose how often and how much you'd like to put in, gotta pay off those college funds am I right?" she smiled and I shot a smile back as I nodded.

"Right, my husband and I really want to make sure this baby has a good future" I lied…well sort of the husband part was a lie.

"This is not a robbery!" I suddenly heard and saw Ronald standing there with a rifle in his hands and he shot twice towards the roof before pointing it around and I rolled my eyes since seriously. "Everybody on the floor now!" I looked around for anything I could hide under since if he saw my face I had no idea what he'd do. "Get down damnit!" he yelled firing off even more shots as everyone was running around scared. "Come on, come on the floor, on the floor" he was pointing his gun around at everyone pointing to the middle where everyone started dropping to the ground so I just followed the rest keeping my head lowered pretending to cower in fear letting my hair fan over my face keeping it hidden. "Now there's only one way in or out of here and I chained it up so nobody's leaving, you understand"

"Hey buddy" I heard Dean call out and looked up seeing him and Sam come from the back and Ronald's eyes widened at the sight of them. "Now why don't you just calm down" Ronald backed away from them and I worried he'd start thinking they were his damn Mandroid. "Just calm down!"

"What the-?" Ronald asked pointing the gun at Dean and I stood not caring since he was about to shoot my damn boyfriend and Ronald's eye went over me seeing my face now but again I didn't care and moved over to where Dean and Sam were with his gun following me. "You!" I rolled my eyes holding up my hands in front glaring at Sam because he'd stopped us from bringing guns in here. "Get on the floor now!"

"Okay we're doing that" Dean replied dropping to his knees grabbing my hand pulling me down beside him before we resumed holding our hands up as Sam followed. "Just don't shoot anybody, especially us"

"I knew it" Ronald said glaring at us. "As soon as you three left you ain't FBI, who are you, who are you working for…The Men in Black?" I scoffed which he clearly didn't appreciate and pointed the gun at me. "You working for the Mandroid?"

"We're not working for the Mandroid!" Sam exclaimed having just about enough of that word as I was.

"You shut up, I ain't talking to you I don't like you!" Ronald yelled at him like a five year old and I saw Dean's smirk over at Sam so I nudged his arm.

"Fair enough" Sam deadpanned and Ronald turned to the civilians all huddled over against the desk.

"Get over there, frisk them down make sure they don't got no weapons, go!" one guy stood and came over to us.

He felt up Sam paying close attention to his waist, pockets and ankles where someone would usually hide a weapon before he moved on to me seeming hesitant which made me smile since for once being a woman paid off when he stayed far away from my breasts where I had a silver triangle dagger hidden in my bra with a cover of course so I didn't cut myself but frowned when I suddenly heard Dean sigh from beside me and the guy pulled out an identical one of mine out of his sock.

"Now what have we here?" Ronald asked taking it from the guy.

"I'm not just gonna walk in here naked" Dean protested when Sam glared at him and I smiled looking at Dean since I hadn't even known he'd brought it which made me think at how much we thought and moved alike. "Get back down" he told the guy before moving over to a desk and dropped the dagger into a waste bin as the boy's protested.

"We know you don't wanna hurt anybody but that's exactly what will happen if you keep waving that cannon around" I shot back him. "Now why don't you let these people go?" I pointed at the scared people.

"No, I already told you if nobody's gonna stop this thing then I gotta do it myself"

"Hey we believe you, that's why were here!" Dean exclaimed at him.

"You don't believe me, nobody believes me" oh my god this guy was a frigging child. "How could they?"

"Come here" Dean suddenly replied.

"What…no" Ronald protested.

"Your holding the gun boss your calling the shots, I just wanna tell you something come here" Dean told him and Ronald finally walked a little closer but kept a safe distance still. "It's the bank manager" Dean told him once he leaned in.

"What?" Ronald asked whispering.

"Why do you think we got these getups, huh…we were monitoring the cameras in the back we saw the manager we saw his eyes"

"His laser eyes?" Ronald asked leaning in even further.

"Yes…no" Dean said then corrected himself. "We're running out of time, we gotta find him before he changes into someone else"

"Like I'm gonna listen to you, you're a damn liar!" Ronald yelled stepping back pointing the gun at us again and I was getting damn near sick of it but looked up when Dean suddenly stood. "I'll shoot you, get down!"

"Take me, take me with you as a hostage but we gotta act fast" I looked up at Dean with a glare. "Cause the longer we sit here the more time he has to change…look at me man, I believe you your not crazy there really is something inside this bank" he added and Ronald looked around before back and Dean and could see how serious he was being and nodded.

"Alright, you…you come with me but everyone else gets in the vault!" Ronald replied and my eyes widened looking up sharply since I couldn't…I couldn't get locked in a vault.

Dean helped me stand back up and let Ronald led us all back towards the vault ushering everyone in at gunpoint but I stopped near the door looking inside feeling my heart pick up pace at even the thought of going inside.

"No I can't!" I protested backing up only to get a barrel pointed at my face.

"Hey!" Dean yelled at him and Ronald turned to him as he got between us. "Leave her alone" he told Ronald then turned to me.

"Dean I can't…I can't" I shook my head whispering and he grabbed my shoulders.

"You have to Evie, just take deep breaths" I shook my head again. "Sam" he called and Sam was suddenly there replacing Dean's hold on my shoulders and pulled me back.

"You lock it up!" Ronald yelled at Dean who began closing the heavy…thick steel door.

"It's okay everyone just stay cool" Dean said looking directly at me as he shut the door and I head the locks click into place.

"Who is that man?" a girl suddenly asked behind us.

"He's my brother" Sam replied before looking down at me as my eyes shot wildly around the room sensing the familiar and suffocating feeling of being boxed in. "Hey, hey" he called and my eyes snapped up to meet his. "Just breathe, he'll be back" I nodded my head but it didn't make me feel any better.

"He's so brave" the girl suddenly said in a dreamy voice and I managed to glare at her a little with a 'back off' look since that was the last thing I needed right now someone fangirling over my boyfriend, I went over to a wall and slid down carefully sitting down so that in case I lost the battle with controlling my breathing and fainted at least I didn't have far to drop.

I didn't even know how long it was but I knew the more time passed the more I felt my breaths start coming out short as I watched the walls anxiously like I expected them to start moving towards us…I don't know where I got my claustrophobia from but god it was a bitch…my dad had said I've always had even from a young child but I couldn't remember when it started exactly and he never seemed to tell me either which always had me wondering if it had something to do with my mother.

I jumped when the lights suddenly went out and we heard the ventilation system go down which inwardly made me panic even more since that was just perfect considering that meant only one thing…cops and I was going to so kill Ronald when I get out of here.

"Has your brother always been so um…wonderful?" the same girl suddenly asked and I looked up seeing her talking to Sam. "I mean staring down that gun and the way he played right into the psycho's crazy head telling him what he wanted to hear" I groaned putting my elbows to my knees holding my hands over my ears. "I'm mean…he's like a real hero or something"

"Yeah, yeah" I heard Sam agree just to shut this bitch up but my head snapped up when the vault opened and she totally started freaking out with joy when she saw Dean making my fist just itch to connect with her fist.

"You saved us, you saved us!" the girl called out.

"Actually I just found a few more" Dean replied brandishing a pistol that I didn't even want to know where he got it from. "Come on everybody lets go" he added ushering more people into the vault and I smirked when the bitches face fell.

"What are you doing?" she asked him.

"Sam, Evie…uh Ronald and I need to talk to you's" I smirked standing up and left the vault throwing a smug smile back at the bitch before Dean closed it back up again. "It shed it skin again" Dean told us when were went out in the main bank area. "We don't know, could be in the halls, could be in the vault"

"Great" Sam and I said as I run my hand over my face.

"You know Dean you are wanted by the police" I added anxiously watching the blue and red flashing lights outside knowing there was a full on swat ready to bust in here at any moment.

"Yeah" Dean nodded rubbing his hand over his chin smiling but I knew he had to be panicking on the inside.

"So even if we do find this damn thing, how the hell are we gonna get out of here?" I asked slowly on the brink of a full blown panic attack.

"One problem at a time" Dean replied not helping. "Alright I'm gonna do a full sweep of the whole place see if I can find any stragglers, once we get everybody together we gotta play a little game of Find the Freaks, so here" he held out a silver letter opener to Sam with one more for himself. "I only found two so…" he said looking at me and I rolled my eyes reaching down my bra with Dean watching with a smirk wondering what the hell I was doing until I pulled out the dagger and it turned into pride and surprise. "That's my girl" he laughed before looking back at Dean. "Stay here make sure Ronald doesn't hurt anybody, help him manage the situation" Sam and I laughed since he couldn't be serious.

"Help him manage?" Sam exclaimed looking up at Dean. "Are you insane?" he added and Dean looked at him before looking over at Ronald who was standing nearby and gave him two thumbs up along with an 'ok' hand gesture.

"Look I know this isn't going the way we wanted"

"Understatement!" Sam exclaimed so I placed my hand on his shoulder to calm him down since yelling at each other right now was not going to help this damn situation.

"Right but if we let the cops in now Ronald gets arrested, we get arrested, the shifter gets away probably never find it again" Dean argued as I watched over his shoulder seeing Ronald standing right in the light pointing his gun at it so I pointed dramatically at him and Dean turned. "Ron!" he turned to us. "Out of the light!" Ronald moved out of the light…sort of and Dean laughed a little turning back to us but Sam and I were less than amused since he was gonna get us killed.

"Seriously?" Sam asked him.

"Ron's game plan was a bad plan, it's a little bit of a crazy plan but right now crazy is the only game in town okay" I sighed nodding my head but looked up at the same time he did heard a helicopter outside before Dean looked back at us then left clapping Sam on the shoulder.

"Hi Ronald" Sam suddenly said and I laughed a little especially when Ronald just made a face and looked away.

"He still doesn't like you" I whispered and Sam rolled his eyes before looking back where the vault is.

"We should probably open that door, give those guys some air with the power out there's no ventilation" I nodded and we called Ronald over explaining what we were doing before we went back towards the vault and Sam opened up the door. "I'm gonna keep this door open give you folks some fresh air in there but no one leaves this vault" Sam told them right as the phone rang but Sam and I ignored it watching the people in the vault seeing if we could pick on who it was but without the cameras this is pain in the butt.

"I don't understand why are you helping him?" the same annoying girl asked looking at us.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you" Sam replied just as the chubby security guard looked up at us.

"I think I gotta get out of here" he said and I frowned at him since he didn't look to good.

"Sir I'm very sorry but your gonna have to stay put" Sam argued.

"What?" we heard from behind us and turned seeing Ronald had picked up the phone. "What do you mean demands?"

"Ron!" I called out shocked and he turned. "Hang up"

"I'm not a bank robber" he argued with whatever cop was on the other end.

"I gotta get out of here" the chubby guard said again.

"Sir you can't leave" Sam told him again.

"I'm more of a crime fighter" I heard Ron say and rolled my eyes marching over.

"Ronald!" I exclaimed at him but turned back when the chubby dude suddenly looked like he fainted.

"Look-" Sam began but Ron cut him off stating he was working alone so I continued up and grabbed the phone slamming it down hanging up.

"Ronald, the less the cops know the better" I told him before turning back to the vault.

"I think this dudes having a heart attack" another guy called out.

"Great could be our guy, could be faking it" Sam sighed.

"Are you just gonna let the man die?" the guy asked us.

"No one's dying here" Sam argued looking over at me. "Cover the door" I nodded walking towards the door as he went over picking up the phone redialing whoever the hell had just called.

"Come on love you gotta unlock the front door" the guy holding up the chubby guard said and I glared at him for calling me love I mean seriously. "We've gotta get him out of here"

"Both of you stay where you are!" Ronald suddenly yelled beside me threatening them at gun point as I turned seeing Dean finally coming back and whispered something to Sam before they came towards us.

"You know Ronald he's right, we gotta get this man outside come on" Sam said heading into the vault and grabbed the guard.

"Yeah I'll help you" the other guy insisted.

"Oh I got him, it's cool" Sam argued and I quickly understood, he was the shifter especially when I looked back at Dean asking this question with my eyes and he nodded ever so slightly. "Thanks" Sam led the guy out and Dean and the shifter stared off before walked towards it.

"Hey can I talk to you for a second?" Dean asked him and I backed away just in case knowing I was in no condition to get into a fist fight with a shape-shifter.

"You got the gun man" the shifter said walking forward. "But whatever" he added then it happened he grabbed the gun pulling it out of Dean's hands before smashing his head down against the vault before taking off and saw Ronald going after him.

"Ronald wait!" I yelled rushing after him as Dean scrambled to his feet following us.

"Get down Ron!" we heard Sam yelling right before a glass smashing and Dean was suddenly grabbing my waist pulling me down as we ducked seeing a bullet hole appear in Ron's back before he collapsed.

"Oh god" I protested burying my face into Dean's chest turning away from Ron's now dead body.

"Stay here" Dean whispered and I nodded letting move as he ducked below the desk out of view of the sniper and Sam met him handing him the key to the door that Ron had given him.

"Take care of the guard, I'm going after the shifter" Sam said then took off in the direction the shifter had disappeared and I saw Dean panic a little with the sniper laser still moving around my Sam stayed to the shadows disappearing through the door.

I pulled my knees as close to my chest as I could feeling a single tear roll down my cheek mourning Ron's death because he hadn't deserved it, he was trying to help and this time it wasn't a evil that killed him it was humans…our own race is just as messed up as any creature, I looked up when Dean rushed across the floor towards a middle desk ducking behind it disappearing from view and I panicked a little but he quickly came back now with Ron's rifle in his hands.

I stayed where I was when he gave me a look before going up to where the guard was waiting and I waited patiently while he led the guard out the door hoping and praying they didn't shoot Dean as soon as he opened the door letting the guard get out before I heard his footsteps coming back down before his phone rang so I stood up meeting him in the middle.

"Yeah…what?" he asked in an angry tone that only meant one thing. "Oh god it's like playing a shell game, could be anyone again….alright you search every inch of this place, Eve and I will round everybody up" he said then hung up grabbing my hand and we went in search of the hostages finding them all and forced them back into the vault.

"And I thought you were one of the good guys" the annoying bitch that had been fangirling over him said as she walked into the vault.

"What's your name?" Dean asked her.

"Why would you care?" she spat back at him.

"My name's Dean" he replied and I looked up at him.

"I'm Sherri" she replied looking at him.

"Hi Sherri" he said right as the phone rang again "Everything's gonna be alright, this will all be over soon" he told before shutting the vault door and went over to the phone with me following and he surprised me by actually answering. "Yeah" I leaned closer to hear so our heads were touching the phone between our ears.

"This is special agent Victor Henriksen" my eyes widened since now the damn FED's were outside, we were so screwed.

"Yeah listen I'm not really in the negotiating mood right now-" Dean said.

"Good me neither it's my job is to bring you in, alive's a bonus but not necessary" I raised my eye since that was kind of harsh just for a bank robbery.

"Whoa kind of harsh for a Federal agent, don't you think?" Dean asked voicing my thoughts.

"Well you're not the typical suspect, are you Dean?" this guy replied and my eyes widened sharing a look with Dean since how the hell did he know Dean's name. "I want you and Sam out here unarmed or we come in and yes I know about Sam too along with some unnamed girl you two always travel with and it won't be long until we know her identity as well, Bonnie to your Clyde"

"Yeah well that parts true" Dean smirked looking down at me and I smiled back since that was almost a compliment. "But how'd you even know we were here?" he added.

"Go screw yourself, that's how I know" wow this guy as an asshole. "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, the Houdini act you pulled in Baltimore, I know about the desecrations, the thefts, I know about your dad"

"You don't know crap about my dad" Dean argued defensively.

"Ex-Marine, raised his kids on the road cheap motels, backwoods cabins, real paramilitary survivalist type, I just can't get a handle on what type of wacko he was, White supremacist, Timmy McVeigh tomato, tomato-"

"You got no right talking about my dad like that, he was a hero" Dean argued again on the verge of anger.

"Yeah right, sure sounds like it" Henriksen replied and I frowned at the phone since rude bitch. "You have one hour to make a decision or we come through those doors, full automatic" he added before hanging up and I watched Dean angrily bang the phone against his head before returning it to the receiver.

"Something tells me we don't have that hour" I spoke and he nodded pessimistically before his eyes dropped to my stomach and I knew where his head went, if this went that assholes way we were screwed. "Hey we'll figure something out"

"Figure what Eve!" he exclaimed. "We're screwed, you and I are never gonna see the baby if we get caught"

"That's not gonna happen Dean" I moved towards him grabbing his hands. "We're gonna get out of here, we just have to find the shifter and figure something out" I argued trying to remain calm even though I was freaking out on the inside at his words.

"Hey" Sam suddenly said appearing.

"Hey" Dean said back standing up straight again pushing the worry off his face as best he could. "We got a bit of a problem outside" he told him and Sam scoffed pointing at the vault.

"We got a problem in here" we frowned confused. "Found that blonde girl's body" our eyes widened and quickly moved since we were running out of time, Dean opened the vault.

"Sherri, we're gonna let you go" he told her.

"What?" it asked appearing confused but did it honestly think we were that stupid. "Why me?" it asked looking around.

"As a show of good faith to the feds, come on" Dean argued but it looked down at the gun in his hands nervously.

"Uh…I think I'd rather stay here with the others" it said backing into the vault further, it knew what was coming.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist" Dean pressed and it watched us moving it's eyes around and me and Sam before it finally walked out with us, we shut up the vault again and Dean grabbed it's arm following Sam as he led us to where the body was and sure enough there was Sherri laying on the ground in a silk night dress throat slit.

"I thought you were letting me go" it whined right as Dean moved it to face Sherri's dead body and it screamed very dramatically.

"Is that community theatre or are you naturally like this?" Dean asked it.

"This is the last time you become anybody ever" Sam added getting ready to stab it.

"No, oh god" it cried out backing up before it fell to the ground.

"What the hell?" I said confused because it had literally fainted, Dean wasn't deterred and went over getting ready to strike it in the heart but something just wasn't right there was no way the shifter would faint leaving itself in risk of being killed. "Dean wait" I called out stopping him just as he was about to stab her. "What's the advantage of this plan?"

"She's right, I mean fainting now wouldn't help it survive" Sam added and it made Dean pause looking back and forth between the two bodies laying on the ground.

"Huh…" Dean scoffed before walking over to the other Sherri kneeling down right as something crashed downstairs and if I had to guess the Feds were done waiting but before I could point that out Dean suddenly grunted and I looked back seeing the girl or shifter now had grabbed his throat right as the clearly real Sherri woke up from her faint and started freaking out again so I tried calming her down while Dean fought the shifter trying to stab it in the heart.

"Get her out of here now!" Dean called at us and it took both Sam and I to drag Sherri out but the lights suddenly moving around the rooms made Sam and I move away letting the bitch find her own way out and started heading down the hall quickly.

"Freeze!" we heard and froze raising our hands in the air. "Let me see your hands" I rolled my eyes since we were already doing that, we heard them get closer and closer before one finally reached out to grab Sam's shoulder and he made his move grabbing the hand before turning and punching him in the face grabbing one of the guns and used it to knock out both of them.

"Nice work Sammy" I praised with a laugh looking down at them then got an idea. "Grab they're clothes"

"What?" he asked.

"Grab their clothes, you and Dean put them on and we can get the hell out of here"

"What about you?" he asked frowning.

"Walking a civilian to safety, they don't know who I am…yet so hopefully they won't suspect it especially a pregnant girl"

"Alright but we better hurry" he nodded and I helped drag the swat guys into a room and we stripped them before tying their hands behind their backs and went in search for Dean with Sam already in one of the uniforms with me holding the others and finally found Dean standing over the shifters dead body and he turned expecting it to be actual feds holding up his hands but saw it was us when Sam lowered his mask smiling at Dean's face since for a minute there he looked shocked and almost scared and I laughed a little as I stepped out behind throwing the clothes down.

"Get dressed babe, we gotta move" he laughed quickly pulling on the get up on pulling on the helmet.

"Lets go miss, we'll get you and your baby to safety" I rolled my eyes at Dean but let him lead me out exactly like actual SWAT would.

As we neared the exit I cowered into Dean for show with a hand on my bump nursing it appropriately as we exited through the doors and walked slowly past the emergency vehicles before disappearing into the shadows fleeing the scene as quickly as we could to the carpark where we left the Impala and climbed in with the boys pulling their helmets off throwing them onto the back seat beside me as they climbed into the front as we all shared heavy and thoughtful breaths of momentary relief that we'd actually gotten out.

"We are so screwed" Dean said before starting the car and drove to put enough distance between us and the Fed's as possible.