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The Colt was lying on the table, in the plastic bag, right in front of a FBI agent. I stared at it, going instantly into panic mode. Hendrickson was watching me, his hands folded calmly in front of him. I, meanwhile, was sweating bullets.
How was I going to explain this to him? I couldn't tell him the truth. That went against the number one family rule to not tell anyone, especially the authorities, about what we did. I had to make up some elaborate lie—and fast.
"I'm waiting, Miss Winchester." Hendrickson said.
This man was such a jerk. I had had about enough of him at this point.
"Your family's been involved in some pretty strange things, and I want to know the truth about all of this."
Crap, crap, crap. What was I going to do?
Okay, maybe if I don't say anything, he'll ask enough questions to get sick of me.
"See, I had one of my buddies do a little research on this thing, and he found some unbelievably crazy stuff."
Research? He only had the gun for about an hour. Damn.
I didn't say a word. It was the only plan I had right now. If I didn't open up my mouth, he'd never find out about the family business.
"All of this insane talk about demons…he said this gun can supposedly kill things…things that aren't of this world. Do you believe any of this, Alyx? Is that what you think this gun is used for?"
What I think? I know so. What I think is that Hendrickson shouldn't be messing around in things he won't ever understand.
Hendrickson sighed. "Well, if you're not going to talk, then I have no choice but I keep you and your punk friends locked up." He scooped the Colt back into his bag, and ordered the cop to take me back to the cell. When I got there, Noah was sleeping, Thea was pretty close to falling asleep, and Vi and Aidan were talking with Biker Bob. Aidan motioned for me to come over, so I did, and took a seat on the ground beside them.
"Alyx, Bruce is a hunter…that's why he thought you were familiar." Aidan explained, keeping is voice quiet.
So that's his name. Oh, well…Bob…Bruce. Close enough.
"Yeah, I recognized the name…Winchester. I knew your granddaddy, John."
Jeez. Grandpa John had a lot of hunting buddies.
"We explained our—well, your—situation," Vi stated. "And he's conspired with us to help you."
"Help me what?"
"Escape." Vi whispered.
"Me? Don't you mean us?"
"We figured it would be better to just get you out of here…you have your dad and uncle worrying about you. Besides, you're the one who has to destroy this demon." Aidan pointed out.
"But I can't just leave you all here."
"We'll be fine. Bruce'll help us spring ourselves out somehow."
"So…how are we going to do this?" I asked. "I don't even have the Colt."
"They'll have it stored in the evidence room down the hall. If we can get ya out of this cell, you can break in an' get it before ya leave." Bruce said.
"We all have powers, Alyx. We can pull this off. Vi can control electricity; she can shut off the power so it will be completely dark. I can stop time—everyone else will be effected by it except us—so that you can pick the lock of the cell, and get into the evidence room. I'll make sure you're out of the building before I return everything back to normal."
"I see you've put a lot of thought behind this." I observed. Vi nodded enthusiastically. Aidan stood and shook Noah awake, while I got Thea up, since she had finally fallen asleep. Vi explained the plan to them, and got ready to tap into her powers to shut off the electricity in the building.
She concentrated, her eyes shut tightly. The florescent lights on the ceiling above us began to flicker, and within moments, they went out, covering us in darkness. The entire building went black, sending everyone into a frenzy. Vi handed me a bobbypin from her hair, and I proceeded to pick the lock of the cell while no one could see us. Meanwhile, Aidan was concentrating on pausing time. With a mere flick of his wrist, all the action around us stopped, and an eerie silence fell. It was kind of creepy, to tell you the truth.
"I got it." I shouted, as soon as the cell door unlocked. I slid it open, and walked out, reluctant to venture onward. It would mean leaving my newly found friends behind.
"I'm going to miss you guys. Thanks for all your help." I said gratefully.
"No problem. But when you finally do stop the Demon, make sure some of the credit goes to us." Aidan joked.
"Will do."
"Catch ya on the flip-side, Winchester," Vi smiled. "I'll meet up with ya someday, after all this chaos is over."
"Sounds like a plan." I agreed. With one last wave, I started to walk down the hallway, pausing briefly to swipe a flashlight from a cop. I turned it on and kept walking, searching each side of the hallway for the evidence room. When I found it, it was, of course, locked. I had kept Violet's bobbypin with me, knowing I'd run into that problem. Holding the flashlight under my arm, I was able to pick the lock with ease. I pushed the door open, and started to go through the boxes and filing cabinets in search of the gun. I found it in a box on the table, marked as 'Winchester: New Evidence'. I tore the top off and pulled it out; it was under a few papers, which contained the "research" Hendrickson's buddies had done. Quickly, I stuffed the Colt into the inside pocket of my leather jacket.
Not bothering to shut the door, or even remotely make the room look like it hadn't been broken into or raided, I bolted down the rest of the hallway and out of the building. I ran out into the chilly, early morning air, breathing a sigh of relief. I waited until I was a couple of blocks away from the station before I stopped running to catch my breath.
I was about to whip out my cell phone to call Dad to fill him in on what had taken place when everything went dark…