The next morning when Sam woke up, Dean was already typing into the computer pooling over the research that he had spent most of the night before compiling. "What time did you get back." He asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Late, so we may have a problem." Dean said setting the computer down on the bedspread. Standing and starting to pace the floor of their small room. "Abigail got a job at the Restaurant, as a waitress. She's the perfect target for this thing." Dean said trying to hide the emotion in his voice.
"That's perfect!" Sam exclaimed excitedly. "She'll make perfect bait."
"Bait? Sam are you serious? You want to use Abigail as bait? She's just a kid man we can put her life in risk, especially since we don't know how to kill this thing yet." Dean yelled.
"Dean, she's not going to get hurt. Plus she just started working there. It's going to take time for this thing whatever it may be to choose it's girl." Sam said finally getting out of his bed. "Look I'm sorry that you've started to fall for this girl but Dean you need to focus on the big picture here."
"Since when are you for putting people in danger Sam? I thought you were the person for keeping everyone safe." Dean answered back getting angry.
"Look Dean, our whole lives have been about risk. Dad risked our lives when he took us on hunts with him, we risk our lives everyday trying to save people. It's just our lifestyle."
"You don't have to remind me, I know all about what we risk." Dean yelled as he rummaged through his bag for his clothes. "I know what we've given up for this job."
"Dean it's our job to keep people safe. Abigail will be safe." Sam told him, trying to understand where his brother was coming from with his blow-up.
"I know, I'm going to go shower, I'll see you after breakfast." Dean said before leaving the room.
Sam changed into some semi clean clothes realizing that he hadn't hit the Laundromat in a about a week, before headed down the stairs to breakfast to find Eva and a few other house guest's sitting around the table but no Abigail. "Good morning everyone." He said sitting down.
"Good morning Sam." Eva greeted.
"Morning, Dean wont be down this morning."
"Didn't expect him too, he usually doesn't make it to morning meals." Eva answered before sitting down at the table.
Dean finished drying off his body and had gotten dressed with the exception of his shirt and moved to the sink to shave. Abigail had just drug herself out of bed. She knew taking Dean to the pool hall probably wasn't a good idea, but she couldn't help but love pressing him to the limit. She just didn't expect him to pull back so hard and so quickly. Making her way to the second floor bathroom she found the door closed but due to it being breakfast she opened the door to find a shirtless Dean standing with shaving cream covering half of his face. He quickly turned his head to see who had interrupted him.
"I'm sorry Dean, I just figured everyone was already at breakfast." She said backing out the door again, suddenly feeling underdressed in tanktop and shorts.
"It's okay, I've walked in on you in less." Dean said trying to make light of the conversation. "So how's your head feeling?"
"'It's there, could you hand me the aspirin in the cabinet." Abigail said moving back into the bathroom again.
Dean opened the cabinet fishing out the medicine bottle for her. Handing her the bottle there fingers briefly brushed before she pulled back prying open the bottle and swallowing the pill dry. "I should be done in a minute or so if you want to wait." Dean filled in.
"Sure, thanks." Abigail said taking a seat on the back of the toilet watching Dean as he continued to shave. Neither really knew what to say, or how to approach the situation from the night before. "So about last night."
"Abs," Dean said softly whispering her name. "It shouldn't have happened. I mean, kissing you was—"
"Dean, I cant keep doing this. A girls heart can only take so much." Abigail said placing her head in her hands.
"Abigail I'm a lot older than you, okay your 17 I'm 27 it's just not in the cards." Dean said wiping the remaining shaving cream off his face.
"Right, well if you're done. I have to shower. I have to go to high school with all the other 17 year olds" Abigail said as she stood. Dean took a minute to grab his things, and as he closed the door behind himself he caught a glimpse of her bare back before walking back to his room.
Sam made his way back to the room and they continued there ritual of digging into the history of town further. They had been in Andover for about 2 months now, and it was only a matter of time before their demon struck. And with Abigail as a new employee it only made Dean more anxious to kill this thing.
"Can I get you anything else?" Abigail asked the couple sitting at the table. Shaking their heads no she left the check and the table and moved back towards the kitchen to watch her tables.
"You're doing a great job." A voice said walking towards him.
"Thanks Dominick. You guys have created an amazing restaurant." Abigail complemented her boss.
"You already have the job." He laughed, resting a hand on her shoulder. "The sucking up can stop now."
Over the past few weeks of working Dominick would flirt with her casually. She didn't think too much off it. Besides it was nice to have someone flirt with her since Dean had cut himself off from her.
"I better get back out there." Abigail said walking back out to her tables. Dominick simply smiled at his cooks before heading back into his office. Abigail finished her shift and was putting her jacket on to go home when Dominick walked back out. "Hey I'm taking off. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Do you want a ride home?" Dominick asked sliding on his sport's coat.
"Um, sure, if it's not out of your way." Abigail said meekly. They duo walked out, and slipped into the car and began the trek home. Unknown to both of them that Dean was waiting outside the restaurant for them to leave so he could go inside and search. Hoping to find some kind of clue to the demon. Sliding in an open window he made his way back to the offices. Find the door locked her quickly unlocked the door, making his way towards the desk to go through the files. Sitting in the desk chair he moved to the locked filing cabinet. Picking the stapler up from the desk he found the key and which gave him a good laugh at how stupid people were. Well maybe in this case a demon not a person.
Finding a file marked waitresses he slowly made his way through each document looking at the pictures of the girls. The file dated back 3 years and included all the murders/disappearances that had brought them to town in the first place. Sam definitely owed him a beer for this one. Skimming towards the more recent files he soon found the list of a few girls who worked at the restaurant here in Andover. Taking a slip of paper from the desk he quickly wrote down the names of the girls Dominick had on file. Flipping to the last page he came across the name he had feared to see. 'Abigail Matchlock.'
Dean closed the file and put everything back in the same place before relocking the room and making his way back out of the office and restaurant and back to the boarding house. More concerned and convinced that things with Abigail were only going to get worse now that he knew the intent.
"Thanks for the ride." Abigail said as she started to get out of the car.
"Hey Abigail," Dominick called causing her to turn back to the open window. "would you like to stick around after we close up tomorrow for some dinner?" He asked.
"Dominick-"
"I have some new recipes that I'd like to try out. I just need someone to test them before I serve them to the customers." He reasoned.
"Okay, I'll ask my grandmother. It being a school night and all." She said trying to remind him of her age.
"That's great. I'll see you tomorrow." Dominick said making sure that she made it safely inside before driving away.
Abigail made her way inside finding Sam and her grandmother drinking coffee in the kitchen. "Hey Abigail how was work?"
"It was fine. Um Gran is it okay if I have dinner at the restaurant tomorrow. Dominick has some new recipes he wants to test out. And who can eat better than me." She laughed pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"It seems to me this Dominick might have feelings for you?" Eva commented smiling behind her cup.
"Gran, he's almost 30 years old." Abigail said sipping her drink.
"Whatever you say dear. Just don't stay out too late." Eva told her, before rinsing her cup out and putting it in the sink. "Goodnight you two."
"So you like the job?" Sam asked trying to make small talk.
"Yea, the people I work with are really amazing and besides the slight creep factor of Dominick it's a great job." Abigail responded.
"What makes him so creepy?" Sam asked trying to question her without letting on too much.
"I'm not sure. It's either the way he smiles or something in his eyes, but if he wasn't such a nice guy you'd think he had something to hide." She said shortly before Dean entered the kitchen. "And on that note. Good night Sam." She said before walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs not acknowledging Dean other than to look him in the eye before quickly averting her gaze.
"You think she's still mad at me?" Dean asked before sitting in the seat Abigail left.
"So what'd you find out?" Sam said getting down to business.
"It's our guy. In his desk he has a file on the waitresses. He's already picked out a few in town. Abigail's on the list." Dean said handing Sam the paper he wrote the names down on. "You need to convince her to quit that job Sam. I don't care what it takes."
"She's not going to listen. She's having dinner with Dominick tomorrow night." Sam told him.
"Well I guess you win then? She'll be bait hopefully he'll make his move tomorrow night and we can put an end to this thing." Dean said before standing from the table. "It's been a long night, I'll see you in the morning."
Sam watched his brother walk away. Things had been pretty tense for the past few weeks. Dean never admitted to him what happened but him and Abigail hadn't been the same since their trip to the pool hall. Sam could only imagine what had happened, he knew his brother. And he knew that when it came to attractive girls there wasn't much that would stop him from getting what he wanted.
"Why couldn't I have just had a sister?" Sam exasperated before putting his cup in the sink and heading up the stairs to bed.
Hey guys, sorry for how long it too me to get this posted! Hopefully I'll wrap this up before I leave. I leave for Africia in 10 days so wish me luck on finishing this thing otherwise were looking at a 2 month hiatus...hopefully I'll be back soon!