Okay POV Dean's Enjoy. Oh how exciting, getting so close to the end!
The Impala growled beneath Sam, Me and Aeryn. Rain splashed across the car, the noise dull as it competed against the engine. The drops slide into each other on the windshield as I peered at the building ahead of me in the dark, we kept the headlights off to keep from being seen. Threshold's quarters looked like a prison from what I could see when lightening lit up the sky. A wet grey building with the windows up high.
Stretching an arm across the back side of the passenger seat I peered into the back, where Aeryn sat. Her plan was sketchy, but crazy enough to work. Hopefully. It was kind of what like Sam and I do all the time, like the time we pretended we were Homeland Security to check out a plane that had a demon on it, but this time it was with a winged person and an evil society that held our one chance of getting home. The harpie that Tyler, Aeryn's love interest, so happily stole from us.
I could barely see Aeryn in the back seat. Earlier today we had a fight, she wasn't very happy to have had me kissing her. Strangely enough I could still feel the slap, I knew it was just phantom pain, because of the fact I liked her so much. I remember walking into the old building an hour later after our fight to see if she wanted anything. Or if her wound, from when Tyler shot her, was bleeding anymore. But when I walked in she was standing, shirt half up, belly exposed and the wound gone. She acted really happy to see me, as if the fight never happened, as if she never had slapped me. And she wanted to take down Threshold tonight. I was still shocked to see the wound gone, but I guess if your an assassin you have to heal fast, at least that was my theory.
"So how we doing this?" I asked.
Aeryn let out a soft sigh and it tickled my face, I felt my heart flip. Even though she said she didn't love me, I couldn't help but still love her. "There's a guard at the front door. Or there was when I first came here. Threshold has tight security, so there's no back way in. So you guys are going to let them have me. Maybe there will be a reward for bringing in a 'supposed to be dead assassin.'"Aeryn said, laughing slightly.
"Wait...we're leaving you behind?" I inquired.
"Yea, how else do you expect to do this?" She demanded.
"I don't know. Not this way, I guess." I said lamely.
"Do you have a plan then Dean?" she asked.
No I don't. I wanted to scream, your not as tough as you think you are. But replied softly. "No."
"Do you want to do this? My way." she said.
My first thought was to reject the plan, but I knew it would be no use. She knew we wanted to go home, had made a promise to help us get back. And I had a feeling she wouldn't back down on that promise. Or change her mind. I sighed feeling myself giving in to her to easy collapsible plan, "Alright."
I felt Sam stiffened beside me, and knew he was wondering why I backed down so easily. He took an intake of breath to protest for me, but I beat him and said, "Lets go."
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I'm never doing this again. I thought as Sam and I pulled Aeryn towards the front door. It didn't help that she was screaming, and kicking, and it was raining making it hard to even get a good grip on her. Or the fact her wings kept slapping us in the face. Keep the plan in mind, I thought, and we will get through this . Our feet hit the wet cement with a sick slap as we dragged Aeryn to the guard at the front door. The burly guard stared at us from his post next to the door. The rain didn't even bother him. I could feel his eyes watching us make our slow pace up to him.
When we finally reached him, he glared at us. The dim light emitting from inside the glass doors gave his eyes a black sheen. It reminded me of when people were possessed and their eyes went black. We waited for him to open the door. Aeryn screamed again and tried to bite me. Oh come on stop staring!
"What do you want, we're closed." he growled.
"I-" Aeryn's wing smacked me in the face, and I got a mouth full of feathers. Never again I thought, spitting them out. "We've brought something for Jacob."
"There's not Jacob here."
"Dr. Jacobson!" Sam wheezed as Aeryn kicked him in the ribs.
"He's gone. We are an organization for missing people not freaks like her." He growled.
Do you see this everyday? I thought, wondering why the guy was such an ass. Aeryn stopped moving for a moment, and I was grateful. She was getting a little to into the role for my liking. Quickly I said, "She has the Threshold's mark on her shoulder."
The guy took a step forward, and stuck his hand in his coat pocket. My first thought was, he has a gun! But his hand came out of the pocket with a flashlight. He flashed it in her face and recognition spread across is features. I realized what he was going to do, he was going to check her, to see if we were lying. Not now, I wanted to scream at him. There was no time to say anything as Aeryn spit right in his face. Thanks, for pissing off the giant. I thought, and she began fighting against us again.
Wiping the spittle off he nearly ripped the glass door off its hinges as he opened it for us. Shuffling inside the dry building, Aeryn's screams echoed off the grey sandstone walls. Very into grey aren't they? I mused. And dragged her to the front desk, trying not to slip on the pools of water we created on the dark stone colored floor. A dark haired women stared at us in horror, and her hand moved to press something on the desk.
"Jacobson?" I asked.
The woman stuttered and Aeryn growled, making her jump from her chair and moving back. "Here." Said a voice to my left.
Turning slowly to the voice, I tried to give him a smile. "Package for you." I groaned.
"Not mine." he hissed.
Oh whatever, no need to hide that your some crazy company. I thought and was about to voice it when Aeryn said, "Come on Jacobson, cut the crap. You wanted me, now you have me."
"You weren't supposed to come back." he corrected her with a sneer.
She gave a laugh and we let her go. "She's your problem now." I said.
Jacobson's gaze flickered to us, and he opened his mouth to speak. Aeryn started to run to him, and with a fluid movement he pulled something front his coat pocket and stuck it in her neck as she reached him. She collapsed to the floor in a big heap. Jacobson stood before her, with an empty needle in his hand. I shot Sam a look, this wasn't part of the plan!
Without a hesitation, Sam looked back at Jacobson and said, "Do we get a reward?"
Jacobson gave us a bored look, "I suppose, only if you keep your traps shut."
"Shutting my trap sir." I said, smiling, what an idiot. Wake up Aeryn, please this has to end tonight.
His head swiveled to the woman that cowered behind the desk, "Jessica get them some please."
"How much?"
"Anything. Just get them out of here." He said, turning away, leaving Aeryn's body crumpled on the floor.
I kept the smile plastered to my face, trying not to shake. Why wasn't she waking? Was she dead? Will we never go home now? Jessica handed us to light brown envelopes, a fake smile stuck on her face. Her hands shook as we took the envelopes. We gave her our thanks, turned and started to leave.
"Oh, will you tell the guy our front to come take care of this?" Jessica asked to our backs, and I knew she was pointing at Aeryn.
Keeping the frustration out of my voice I choked out, "Yea, sure."
The glass doors opened with a hiss and we stepped out into the cool wet night air. The rain had stopped and it smelled fresh outside. The guard gave us a growl and I stepped off to the side. I did not want to get pounded by him.
"Hey, sparky, your needed inside." I said and he growled back a response.
After the guard went inside, Sam and I resumed walking in silence. The envelope in my hand felt wrong and I felt sick. The same sickness I felt when I realized I had killed the man possessed by the demon that was beating Sam. I had done it without a second thought. Now I felt like I had given Aeryn to be eaten by wolves. The Impala was before us and I walked to the drivers side.
"Dean."
I ignored Sam, lost in my own thoughts and fumbled with the keys to the Impala. What to do now? I thought.
"Dean." Sam said again, more urgent.
I looked up, at Sam. He was pointing at the south wall, towards the back of the building. We had hidden towards the back, but far enough away so that the parking lot lights wouldn't reach us. Following his gaze I saw a black van parked near the building. I was about to tell Sam it was nothing to worry about when a voice echoed into the night air.
"SHE IS DEAD! I KIL-"
Gripping the keys in my hand I looked at Sam. That voice belonged to the guy that shot Aeryn. Tyler. This was the last straw, we were going to get out of here now. But first we had to get Aeryn. Walking to the trunk of the Impala, I popped it open and said,
"Ready to kick some Threshold ass?"