CROSSING PATHS 4

The next time she had contact with Dean Winchester was when she gave him a call while she was on the hunt for the creature that had killed Lucy. Before she dialled his number she went over the way she had left things with him. She had argued with him that she should find the creature herself and didn't want the brothers to be in harms way. He had argued that it was their profession and she was being stupid. She hadn't appreciated that, but said her thank you to them for helping her out the night before and left the dingy motel room. She had wanted to send him a text a week or so after that, but chickened out. Now she stood, staring at her phone, wondering if she should now involve them in her quest for revenge. She pressed dial before her brain won over her heart.

"Yeah." His voice was as gruff as ever. She paused in silence for a moment, suddenly not knowing what to say. "Hello? Anyone there?"

"Hey Dean." She said softly.

The small pause on his end of the line was expected. "Bonnie? That you?" She could almost hear the surprise and then hurt in his voice.

"Yeah, it's me."

She could hear him walking away from the noise in the background, "Everything okay?"

"Yeah." She unconsciously shook her head. "No." She took a deep, shuddering breath. "I don't know what I'm doing." She was thankful that he couldn't see the tears welling up in her eyes.

"What's going on?"

"I'm in the middle of nowhere." She looked around as if needing to figure it out by the signs around her. "Dean, I found it. I think I know how to kill it."

"Bonnie…" It was a warning tone.

"You once told me to call you if I ever needed help and well, I need it now, please."

She heard him sigh over the phone, as if he was torn. "We're right in the middle of something. When do you need us there?"

"Um, yesterday." She scoffed a laugh. "I get it if you're busy…"

"No. I'm sure we can wrap this up quick. We'll be there in a day or so?"

She smiled in relief. "Sounds great. I'll text you."

There was another pause from his side of the line. "You sure you're okay?"

"Yeah. Thanks Dean. I owe you. I'll see you soon." She knew she shouldn't be this happy at the thought of seeing him and kept telling herself it was because she really couldn't do this alone, but she secretly knew she was just going to be happy to see him.

When Bonnie awoke in the morning she had a feeling that this day was going to be a difficult one.

She showered, dressed and ate breakfast. She had picked up a trick or two from the Winchesters and staying in crummy hotels was one of them. She pulled out her grimoire's and started to flick through the pages, searching for spells to capture the abomination that had ended the life of her only living magical relative. She had texted Dean the address she was at and was now anxious to hear the roar of the Impala nearby. She decided to kill time by going to watch over her mystical target. She grabbed her coat and headed to the area she suspected it to be. The children's park at the edge of a wooded area was quiet and eerie. A cold wind made Bonnie pull her leather jacket tighter around her. An uncomfortable feeling ran through her body and she decided that she had pressed fate enough. As she started making her way back to her car she saw the dark figure lurking next to it. Her heart started to thud in her chest. She hid behind a tree and watched as the creature started to sniff the air around it. Bonnie watched in horror as the creature seemed to sniff her out and started walking towards where she was hiding. Shit. She ran into the wooded area bordering the park. She was trying to think while trying to get away as fast as possible. One thing she knew was that she couldn't defeat this thing alone. She needed to do a cloaking spell. She found a large tree to hide behind and uttered some words seemingly to herself. She heard twigs snapping behind her. Her heart raced as she saw the creature come up beside her, still searching for her. It was unaware that she was right next to it. Obviously, the cloaking spell had worked. She watched as it stalked onward into the woods. She waited until it had disappeared in the distance before heading back in the direction she had come from. The sun was starting to set and she desperately wanted to get to the motel to see if the hunters had arrived.

When she got to her car she saw that all four of her tires were punctured. She cursed and started making her way down the quiet road towards town. She pulled out her phone and dialled, for the second time in 24 hours, Dean Winchester.

"Hey, where the hell are you? We're at the motel."

Her breathing was heavy as she kept a quick pace in her journey to the motel. "Um…I'm on my way. Just had some car trouble."

"Bonnie Bennett, you went after it didn't you?"

"Um, not so much after it, but watching it. Turns out it I had that a little mixed up."

"We're coming to you."

"Kids park, the only road there." She heard a screetching sound behind her and quickly turned to see the creature running towards her. "Oh hell! Hurry and bring salt!" She started running down the road as fast as she could.

She knew she wouldn't out run it. It seemed to have a lot more speed than her. She quickly stopped and started to concentrate on summoning some magic. The least she could do was hold it off until her backup arrived. She uttered words and threw her hands towards the creature. It was knocked back a few paces and looked genuinely surprised at her magical ability. The only problem with this was that it only seemed more determined to get to her. Bonnie again summoned some magical ability and this time threw her arms upward. The creature was lifted off the ground and thrown backwards again. She seemed to have injured it this time and now it looked mad. The eyes of the beast started glowing red. Bonnie was getting physically tired from the overuse of her magic. The creature stalked towards her again and threw a hand of its own towards her. She went reeling backwards, hitting the ground hard and knocking the wind out of her. She struggled to lift herself off the ground, but forced herself to when she heard its footsteps getting closer. She turned to the creature in her usual stoic fierceness. Before she could lift her hand again and use what little magic ability she had the strength to, the creature again lifted its hand in a backhand motion, pushing Bonnie backwards with an invisible force. She landed on her back, writhing with pain. She heard the steps coming closer and started to brace herself to fend it off. The creature stood above her and seemed to enjoy the sight of her unable to move. It snarled, its human like features were disappearing and the more animalistic features were taking over. Bonnie was in awe of the change happening in front of her. She quickly realised that she had very little time to sum up any sort of power. She took a few deep breaths and as the creature started to bend over and descend on her she pushed her own invisible force against it's chest, again injuring it. It stumbled backwards and Bonnie tried to move away to give her time to get to her feet, but it retaliated, knocking Bonnie down for a third time. Before she had time to register the proximity of the creature, she heard the telltale screeching of tires and a few gunshots disperse around her.

She smiled slightly when she felt somebody lift her and drag her towards the car. "About time…"

"Nice to see you too, Bonnie." The voice of Sam Winchester had never sounded sweeter.

AS the salt shots hit the creature it seemed to be physically injured by it and retreated to the wooded area near the park.

Bonnie sat upright on the back seat of the Impala, trying to recover her breath. A very angry looking Dean returned from his shooting spree, took one look at her, then started the engine and returned to the motel where they had waited for her.

The drive back had been quiet so Bonnie was mentally preparing herself for the rage that would eventually escape Dean Winchester.

Sam helped her out of the car and they headed to the room. She managed to pull the single key out of her pocket and hand it to him to open up. She freed herself from Sam's grip and walked towards the bathroom. She took a look at the mirror and realised that she must have had a nose bleed at some point. She grabbed some toilet paper off the roll and started to dry up any wet blood still on her face. She heard the shuffle of feet and looked in the mirror so that she could view who was at the door. Dean was leaning against the frame, arms crossed in front of his chest, anger still evident, but less extreme, on his features.

"Wanna tell me about your new-found death wish."

She thought about her answer, "I'm sorry."

"You call us for backup and then almost get yourself killed before we even get here! Did you call us here to bury you?"

She hung her head while leaning on the sink for support. "I'm sorry, Dean."

"Sorry isn't going to help us when you decided to be the lead roll in a bad horror movie."

She turned to him in shock at his words. "I'm sorry Dean." She was getting a little irritated at his outbreak. "I'm sorry that I've spent the last 3 months looking for a creature that nearly doesn't exist. I'm sorry that saving my ass was such a pain. AND I'm so sorry I pulled you away from an important job. Thanks so much for the save, I'll figure it out from here. On MY OWN."

"You don't get to do that." His words were growing in anger as he straightened. "You don't get to be little miss offended now. All you had to do was wait, but no. You needed to make sure that you were going to get your revenge and then we could come and pat you on the head."

Her own anger was bubbling at the surface, but she managed to speak quietly. "You know what Dean? I'm sorry I called you."

"You know what, Bonnie?" he took a step closer to her. "I'm sorry that when we rounded the corner I saw your body lying on the ground. I thought you were dead!" Both Bonnie and Dean were shocked at his words.

Bonnie's resolve softened. "Dean…" She stepped forward and hugged him. He was stiff at first, but soon loosened up and hugged her gently in return. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."