"Abigail." Dean said simply standing as she made her way up the stairs. "Can we talk?"
"What do you want Dean? We've been avoiding each other for a while now. We've gotten good at it, why break the cycle."
"I don't want fight with you." Dean said sitting back down, almost as a sign of peace. Abigail understood and took a seat next to him, making sure to leave plenty of room between them. "How have you been?"
"I've been great Dean, finishing school enjoying the company of people my own age. Taking walks around town taking pictures, work. It's pretty basic stuff." She said trying to bite back the extra attitude in her voice.
"Work at the restaurant, how's that been going?" Dean asked fishing for clues.
"It's fine. I'm actually having dinner with the owner tonight. He wants me to try some of his new recipe's." Abigail said with a bit a pride. "I of course asked Gran and she said it was fine. She thinks I should go on a date with him. She doesn't seem to care that he's 29." Abigail said to rub her age gap in his face.
"Well I think Eva's gone a little crazy." Dean said, knowing that Eva wouldn't be okay with the 12 year age gap. "How about you play hooky from work and we go out on a picture hunt like we used to?" Dean said trying to find a way to get her away from work.
"Dean I have to work tonight. Your job may be flexible but my isn't." Abigail said standing up from the seat. "I'll see you." She said before going in the house.
And so tonight would be another stake out. Dean and Sam had driven down the road past the restaurant and were waiting down the road for the end of the business day.
Abigail was saying goodbye to the last few customers and she moved to lock the door after them. Turning back into the restaurant Dominick was busy in the kitchen preparing a new meal. Abigail moved towards the kitchen's row of clean plates and silverware moving back into the room to set a place setting for herself and Dominick.
"So what are we eating first?" Abigail asked moving next to the stove to stand next to Dominick. "From here it looks like more pasta? Don't we have enough pasta on the menu?" She asked lifting herself up on to the counter top.
"Yes it's more pasta. If you have forgotten we have an Italian restaurant here. Pasta is kind of a given." Dominick said taking a noodle out of the pasta and holding the spoon next to Abigail's mouth. Carefully blowing on the noodle she opened her mouth allowing him to feed her the hot noodle.
"It's good. Really, really hot but good." Abigail said fanning her mouth. Dominick handed her a glass of water next to him to her which she gladly accepted and sipped. "So my grandmother is convinced that you invited me for dinner because you wanted to get me alone." Abigail smirked trying to draw the truth out of him.
"Well I wont lie to you." Dominick started pausing for dramatic effect. "You are a very pretty girl Abigail."
"Why thank you." Abigail said starting to wish that she hadn't brought up the topic now. "I'm going to go finish cleaning up out front. I'll see you in a few minutes." Abigail quickly hopped of the counter top and moved out into the restaurant wanting to get away from the awkward situation.
Dean and Sam watched Abigail move back into the seating area. Pulling back from the window they hid their faces trying to observe without getting caught. Even if they did get caught at least Dean could say he wanted to keep an eye on her. Yes it might have been a little stalker like but better to stalk her rather than let her die. In their last few months in Andover Sam had watched Dean when he was with Abigail. It was almost a completely different Dean than he had ever seen in his life. It wasn't about getting rid of this demon as much as it was making sure that Abigail didn't get hurt. Physically or emotionally. Which considering the way Dean was on previous jobs shocked the hell out of Sam.
"Man this is taking too long." Dean said leaning against the building frustrated. "What does he want to wine and dine her before he kills her?"
"Dean just try to stay focused. This is the closest we have gotten to this thing and we've been trailing it for months. A few more minutes or hours isn't going to kill you." Sam said trying to be the reasonable one.
"I just wish they'd get on with it already."
"What you don't like watching the girl you have a thing for with someone else?"
"Sam for the last time." Dean said firmly trying to keep his voice down. "I just don't want her to get hurt. She's been through enough in her life without having to deal with more crap."
"Just keep watch, I'll head to the back and try and find an open window. Were going to have to get in there sooner or later." Sam said leaving his brother to gaze in the closed window.
Abigail finished cleaning up the front and had nothing else to do but go back into the kitchen with Dominick. He wasn't an appalling man or anything, but there was just something about him that didn't sit right with her. As she moved back towards the kitchen Dominick exited the door carrying to plates of food. "Are we good to go out here?" He asked upon seeing her.
"Yep, that food smells so good." Abigail said moving to the table they had set. "So here's to really great food." She said holding up her glass to toast. The both quickly dug into their food Abigail making noises with each bite. "This is amazing!"
"Well thank you. I guess this means it'll be on the menu soon." Dominick smiled. "So Abigail what are you going to do next year?"
"I'm not sure yet. I'd love to get out of here." Abigail answered truthfully. "Not that Andover's that bad of a place but I've been here for too long."
"So you'd really leave me?" Dominick answered, really laying on the puppy dog eyes. "You're probably our best waitress, Dylan and I would really hate to lose you."
"Speaking of Dylan. Other than when I was hired I haven't seen him around much, did he leave town or something?"
"No he's still in town. He just isn't a huge people person. He tends to do more of the business aspect of this job. Other than having a say in who works her he really doesn't have much to do with day to day business." Dominick explained. "So you're grandmother runs a boarding house?"
"Yeah, I've been living with her most of my life." Abigail said hoping that he would drop the topic, before they got to why she was living with her grandmother.
"I'm sorry about your family. It must have been hard on you to lose them at such an early age." Dominick apologized reaching across the table to grab her hand. The second their hands connected a chill ran down Abigail's spine, and not in a good way.
Pulling her hand away, "how do you know about what happened to my family?"
"It's a very small town Abigail, word spread's pretty quickly around here." Dominick said rising from his chair. He walked over to Abigail's side of the table, and reached his hand out to help her from her chair.
Pushing the chair back herself she stood but kept as much distance between herself and Dominick as she could. Something wasn't normal anymore. Something about the way he looked at her, or the way his smile turned into a sadistic smirk was more than enough for her to wish she had stolen her knife back from Dean, or at least had some pepper spray like the girls in the city. "You know dinner was great, and I think it'll make a great addition to the menu." She rambled quickly looking down for her purse. "But it's a school night I should probably get going." As she turned to leave Dominick grabbed her elbow pulling her back to him. His grip on her elbow tightened as he began to drag her further back into the restaurant towards the offices. "Okay Dominick the jokes over, let me go." She yelled and she tried to free her arm from his crushing grasp.
Dominick only pulled her hand until they reached the door for Dylan's office. Opening the door Dominick pushed Abigail where she landed gracefully on the floor. He quickly closed the door, and locked it. Before heading back down the hallway. Dean watched Dominick renter the room without Abigail. Beginning to get worried Dean moved around the building to try and find Sam. Seeing an open window that he assumed Sam crawled through Dean began to make his way into the room only to fall through the window when Sam opened the closet door. "Sammy you scared the crap out of me." Dean said picking himself up from the floor.
"Sorry Dominick came in here for a minute, what's going on out there?" Sam asked he clearly hadn't been able to see.
"He drug Abigail down the hallway. I'm guessing she's in one of these offices in the hall." Dean said poking his head out the door. After making sure the coast was clear Sam and Dean checked the few doors that were in the hall. Finally finding the locked door Dean took out his trustee lock pick and began working on the door as quickly as he could while Sam kept a look out.
Right after regaining composure on the floor Abigail quickly looked around the sparsely decorated room for a phone to call for help. In the struggle with Dominick she had dropped her purse which had her phone in it. After not finding anything to help her escape she moved over to the window. This part of the building looked out over part of the town. A hill and a nice drop below it. Even if she climbed out the window chances of her getting hurt were still pretty high. But when she heard the doorknob jiggle she knew she'd rather get hurt rolling down the hill then stick around for Dominick to come back.
Pushing up on the window she finally notice that it had been nailed shut. As if it would be appected that she would go for the window. The jiggling of the doorknob continued and now she was sure that Dominick was just trying to scare her more. Deciding against her better judgment Abigail raisied her clothed elbow to the glass window and began trying to break it by sheer force. After a few tries she was finally able to break through the glass, but not before cutting her arm on a few shards. As she pulled her self onto the window sill she gained a few more cuts for the glass pain searing through her body.
She was about to jump down the 10 foot drop to the hill when the door burst open. Only it was Dominick's face that she saw it was Dean followed by Sam. "Abigail," Dean said rushing into the room to take her off the window sill. The moment Abigail was in his arms feet barely on the ground Abigail clutched Dean closely and began to cry. "It's okay girl. I wont let anyone hurt you." Dean said rubbing a calming hand across her back. Pulling back slightly, "Did he hurt you at all?"
"No, um I had to break the window I cut myself a few times." Abigail said raising the sleeve on her shirt that was already soaked with blood.
"We have to get you out of here." Sam said, checking back into the hallway. "Abigail have you seen anyone except for Dominick?"
"No, it was just him, but this is Dylan's office." Abigail said still held in Dean's arms. "He isn't around much."
"Dean," Sam said calling his brother attention back from the young girl in his arms. "What if Dominick is just the collector?" Sam asked the questions going over Abigail's head. "I mean we didn't do any research into Dylan, what if he's what we're after?"
"We need to get Abigail out of here before any of this gets started." Dean started leading them back into the hall.
"It's too late." Dominick said, from behind them. "The time has already come."
"Look dude you better step out of our way." Dean said holding a hand gun up to his face. "So would you like a face full of lead or do you want to step aside and let us out." Both men stood toe to toe after a few moments of a blazing eye battle Dominick stepped aside allowing the three to pass by. But not before leaving a remark in Abigail's ear.
"Machida will wait for you." Dominick whispered causing Abigail to jump in fear. Dean made his way back and punched him squarely in the jaw sending him to the floor. Abigail smiled slightly and exited the restaurant with Dean and Sam.
"Let's get you to the hospital." Sam said softly as they walked over to the Impala. Dean tossed Sam the keys and surprised everyone including himself when he climbed into the backseat next to Abigail. Wrapping a protective arm around her shoulders letting her cry into his chest.
Hey guys I'm working like crazy to get as much done before I leave. I know that I'm not going to be able to finish the story completely before I leave, but I promise to give you a few more updates and chapters before I leave, Africa in 3 days!