When she came to all she could see was black. All she could feel was a throbbing skull. "Most likely from being knocked out," she said out loud to herself. She heard something move from behind her and then a faint voice, "H-hey are you alive?" Millie wiggled her feet as the realization that she was dangling above the ground by about 4 feet hit her, "Uh, yeah, i think so. Wait-are you, Tommy?" The pain moved from her head to her wrists, she looked up to see the rope that bound her was cutting into her slightly. The voice spoke again, "Yes! Did Hailey send you?" Millie nodded in response hoping he could see her, "Yeah. Hi, I'm Millie, supernatural hunter. I was trying to rescue you but seem to have gotten into a situation. You wouldn't happen to not be tied up?" Tommy chuckled a bit, coughing after, "Sorry. I'm in the same boat." If her shoulders could have dropped, they would have, "Shit." She grunted as she grabbed on to the rope with her upper hand, "Okay, so like, this isn't going to be pretty. Either What I am about to do, works and I can get us out of here...or we end up being that things next meal. So...no laughing." She hoped her humor would help to calm him and hide the fact that they both might get eaten at any second.
Slowly she summed up courage and hauled herself up the rope a bit, wrapping her thumb in the slack before letting herself free-fall back down. -POP- The sickening sound filled the air as the force was enough to do just what she wanted; dislocate her thumb. She grunted holding in the choice words she wanted to yell as she wiggled her hand free from its prison, "Now for the hard part..." Tommy grunted, "That wasn't hard?" She shrugged trying not to think about it as she pushed her hand really hard against her knee, popping it back into place, "Oh fucking...demon shit."Her face contorted in pain as she took in deep breaths. After the pain went down she reached into her back pocket and pulled out a small pocket knife. She kissed it, "Thanks daddy." Quickly she cut through her own ropes and then made her way over to Tommy. He was a bit higher up than she had been so she looked around the room for a box or crate to stand on. Instead she found a barrel and turned it upside down.
She stood up on it and came to meet his face, "Hi there, cutie. Let me help you out with that." She leaned over slightly and started cutting the his ropes. She notice Tommy looking at her, "You know, if I wasn't a good person. I'd totally take advantage of this situation..." He smirked, "That and if there wasn't a monster about to eat us..." He looked over a recently decomposing body. Millie cut through the final strands, "I'm sorry about your friends. No one deserves to die that way." She starting rubbing his legs, "Let's get some circulation going before you try too walk. You've been up there a few days." They looked at each other as a growl came from far away. Tommy wrapped an arm around her shoulders, "Good enough, let's get the fuck out of here." Millie noticed a flare gun on their way out of the room, "That'll come in handy."
Millie nodded in agreement as she helped heave him up of the ground. Together the two hobbled down the abandoned mine shaft? She shrugged to herself. Footsteps approaching made them stop in their tracks, but relief washed over them when Dean and the gang came around the corner. Each family grabbed onto the one they though they had lost before quietly heading the direction the would be rescuers had come. The growling became more evident as they neared the entrance. Dean slowly peered around the corner and then looked back at them all, "It's out there." He whispered as quietly as he could. Millie nodded, knowing what needed to be done. Before anyone could stop her she ran into the pathway, "Hey fucker, over here." She ran the opposite direction of the entryway and the Windigo gave chase allowing the others a chance to get out. Her heart raced as flashes of that night came to mind, only then she hadn't had anything to protect her. As Millie came to the end of the tunnel she abruptly turned around, aimed and took her shot. It landed square in the Windigo's chest. Not only ending it's life but ending her fear of the creature itself. She stood breathing heavily as she watched it go up in flames. The person it once was now able to rest.
Slowly she made her way back to the entrance, the sunlight pouring in through the cracks of the wood that was supposed to keep things out...or in. Outside Sam and Dean were waiting, she smiled when she saw them. Sam laughed a bit nervously as he pulled her into a hug, "Oh,Mills." Dean took his turn hugging her, "Don't ever do that again." She laughed a bit," Well, I can't always let you two do the dangerous stuff. I'm part of this team too. Besides, I needed to do it." Dean squeezed her shoulder, "Lets get out of this woods. huh?" They whole group nodded with relief and the trek back to the cars began. During this time they all had the time to get their stories straight. They had gone to find Tommy and were attacked by the same Grizzly that had attacked his camp.
Millie sat in the ambulance with Tommy while Ben gave his statement and Hailey said goodbye to Dean. He looked over at her, "You are one tough girl you know that. Not many people would think to dislocate something to get out of a rope." Millie smirked looking down at her shoes, "Thanks, but I was just doing my job." He laughed, "What's that?' She cocked her head to the side, "The family business; helping people, hunting things." He nodded curiously, "Well, be careful out there doing it. From what I can tell, its scary and its dangerous." Millie clapped him on the shoulder, "Get well, Tommy. If your ever in Sioux Falls, look me up. Singer Auto." He nodded as Hailey climbed in. Millie said her goodbyes to her and then to Ben before climbing into he backseat of Baby., "Man, I hate camping." The brothers sighed in unison, "Me too."
Several Days Later
Millie sighed loudly as Dean pulled the car to a stop in front of a run down gas station. He rolled his eyes, "Wanna say something?" She kicked the back of his seat, "Yeah, actually, I wanna get laid! Thanks for cock-blocking me last night. Again." Dean sighed and got out of the car, Sam laughed a bit; coughing to cover it up. After solving three cases since Colorado she definitely needed a release. Sam and Dean were blocking every chance she got..plus she couldn't like take care of it herself because they always shared a room. She tossed her head back, "Shut it, Sam." It didn't help that she liked them both, and they were so attractive it just irritated her to no end. They could get it easily but Millie had to work for it.
Sam got quiet, "Oh god." Millie sat up, "Its not that big a deal, Sam, there will be other chances." He waved his hand at her, "No, Zach, a friend from college has been charged with murder. He's been arrested for killing his girlfriend. His sister Rebecca, who emailed me, says he didn't do it. But it sounds like the police have a strong case against him." Dean leaned into the open window, "Dude, what the hell kind of people you hanging out with?" Sam sat up, "No, you guys, I know Zach. He's not a killer." Millie leaned onto the seat, "Maybe you don't know him as well as you thought.." Sam looked at her, "They're in St. Louis. We're going." Dean got defensive, "I'm sorry about your buddy. But this does not sound like out kind of problem." Sam retorted, "Its is our problem. They are my friends." Him saying that made her heart sink; weren't they closer than friends...but he up and left. Dean got upset, "St. Louis is 400 miles behind us, Sam." Millie didn't like it either but seeing Sam upset made her want to help, "I'll drive first." Sam gave her a small smile.
After Dean filled the car he got in the back seat, trading with Millie, "So, you still keep in touch with your college buddies?" He shrugged, "Why not" Millie started the car and turned it around, driving out the town, "Well, what exactly do you tell them? You know, about where you've been or what you've been doing?" Sam looked out at the road, "I tell them I'm on a road trip with my brother and childhood friend. I needed some time off after Jess." Dean pats the seat, "Oh, so you lie to them." Sam shakes his head, "No. I just don't tell them everything." Millie raises and eyebrow, "Sam, that's called lying." he sighed, "What am I supposed to do, cut everyone out of my life?" Millie almost commented but didn't. Dean answered, "It sucks, but with a job like this you can't get close to people period." Sam looked over his shoulder at him, "You're kind of antisocial you know that?" Dean shrugged, "Yeah, whatever."