Rescue Me
Chapter 1: Come Back to Me
Patience sat on her bed, as she watched the boys get ready to go. Dean searched his pockets and looked around like he was searching for something.
"Anytime you're ready, Dean." Sam said sarcastically, standing in the door. He flipped over his pillow. I figured out he was looking for his gun.
"Dean, its over in your suitcase under your underwear." I told him, going back to my magazine, smiling. He looked at me, his eyebrows raised. I chuckled. I put my magazine aside as he found his gun. I stood up off the bed, and walked with him to the door. Sam had already left and was waiting impatiently at the passenger door of the Impala. I looked at Sam and could see he was getting twitchy.
"You better hurry before Sam comes and drags you over there." I said to Dean, still smiling.
"Okay. We'll be back in a couple of hours. Hang out, and watch some television. Maybe some Casa Erotica for me" he said smiling. He kissed me, his lips so soft against mine. "I love you." he said, leaving. I laughed at my good fortune. I knew I had it good, but it was hard not to brag. I wasn't arrogant, I was actually quite the opposite! Before Dean, I hadn't been all that social. I was shy, afraid of my own shadow. Then I met him, and for some reason I was able to open up to him. And that just drew us closer together. There were things I was afraid to tell other people, but to him, I couldn't find the desire to hide it from him. I'm an open book to him. I found a movie that I hadn't seen in years, and turned it on. About an hour into it, I grew hungry. I flipped through the hotel directory, looking for a place that delivered. I found a pizza place and reached for my phone. I ordered a large pepperoni and cheese pizza with thin crust. They gave the total and told me it would take ten to fifteen minutes. I hung up and decided to take a shower. I could be in and out in ten minutes. The hot water felt soothing on my skin. When I was done, I reached for the towel and wrapped it tightly around me. I opened the curtain and stepped out onto the towel on the floor. The mirror was fogged and it was hot in the bathroom, so I cracked the door open just a bit. Its only been about eight minutes. I brushed my hair back and put it up. I went out into the room and decided to throw my comfy clothes on. Just then, there was a knock at the door. I grabbed my wallet and pulled out a twenty. I handed him the money and he gave me the pizza. He wished me a good night and I closed the door. I carried the pizza over to the bed, and opened the lid. The smell made me realize how hungry I really was. Soon that was all I could smell. I took a bite and I could've sworn I was taking a bite out of heaven. I took my wallet and the card key and went to the coke machine not very far from the room. I put a dollar in and it spit out a Mr. Pibb in a bottle. Then a chill ran down my spine. I turned around to survey my surroundings. There was nobody there. Even though I hadn't seen anything, I walked quickly back to the room and locked the door behind me. I looked outside and I still didn't see anything. I closed the curtains, now jumpy and a little nervous, hoping Dean gets back soon. I called him even though he was on a job. It was probably nothing but hearing his voice usually helped in these situations.
He answered on the first ring. "Hello?"
"Hey Dean its me. I was just calling to make sure you were okay. And to see how the case is going?" I said as calmly as I could manage. He noticed my shaky voice.
"We're fine. And the case... turns out it was demons. We don't know how many though. Are you okay?" he asked. He definitely noticed my shaking voice.
"Are you gonna be much longer?" I asked him, knowing it was a mistake but still wanting to know. He saw right through it.
"What happened?" he asked hearing my fear.
"I think someone...or something is watching me. But I can't see anything. The door is locked and bolted and the curtains are closed. I'm fine... for now. Just please hurry!" I begged. It was quiet on the other end for a minute.
"Look in my bag. There's an extra gun in there. I put it in there in case something like this ever happened." he said calmly, probably thinking it would help me calm down. "I'm sorry about this, I am. We won't be long at this next stop, and then we'll be on our way. We just gotta check something out. Then I'll be there. I promise." he said. It worked, his voice had calmed me down like I'd hoped it would.
"I'll be here. I'm just hoping you'll get me before whatever's here does." I said still a little nervous.
"Just stay in the room and don't look out the windows. Keep the curtains closed and wait for me to get there. Do not answer the door for anybody. I have a key card, I'll let myself in." he warned me. Even though he couldn't see me, I nodded. I told him I loved him and he told me and we hung up. I clutched the gun close to me, the metal warm in my hand. The gun in my hand felt safe cause it felt like Dean was here with me. I felt like I was in his arms, safe and secure. With that, I felt better. I realized it was the key to staying calm. All I had to do was hold the gun close and Dean would be here soon. Sam's laptop was sitting on the desk, on and running. I'll just browse the internet and keep my mind occupied until Dean gets here. I logged onto Microsoft Explorer and waited for the home page to come up. I turned the TV down to be background noise. After a while, I wasn't nervous, I was content. I hoped it wouldn't be much longer before Dean got here. I couldn't do this forever. Then I see a while folded rag clamp over my mouth. I fought my attacker as best I could. I tried turning around, but I couldn't move in his strong grasp. Finally, everything got blurry, and I was starting to feel weak. My eyelids started to droop and I could feel my strength fading away. I tried one last time to fight him off, not sure what I'd do even if I got him off. I could see a face with a go-tee and it smiled. Everything slipped into darkness.