CHAPTER TWO:
Dean groaned as he woke up. The sun came on him and he didn't even bother shading his eyes or closing the blinds. He must've slept through the night. His muscles hurt as he sat up but he shrugged the pain off and looked around. The address of the house was somehow listed in his father's journal as some sort of safe house to either get help or recruitments. The house looked like an ordinary one. It was weird. Usually demon hunter safe houses were surronded with some sort of protective barriers like a demon circle or something. But there was nothing in the house to suggest that it was protected. He had burned this address into his mind as they began the hunt. He and his brother, Sam Winchester, were passing through this place and so for a backup plan he remembered the safe house address. The hunt had gone terribly wrong and he kicked in his backup plan. He drove here through blood and parked a few blocks away for no suspicion. He dragged his brother to the house and pounded on the door. A girl, blonde younger than him, answered the door. He realized that she hadn't screamed or anything as he fell. She must be really used to bloody strangers showing up on the front step. Hey where is that girl? he asked himself.
He looked around but he didn't have to looked far. There was a couch on the opposite side of the room and he saw her lying there. She had blood on her jeans and stains on her shirt, most likely his. She was at least five or six years younger than him. Possibly a college student. He got up and walked over to her. He winced as he stood. His wounds were still a little on the healing side. He knelt down beside his attendant and brushed away the hair that fell to her face. He guessed that she as a very light sleeper because she felt his touch and woke instantly.
" I'm sorry." he stuttered," I just got up and I saw you here."
" Oh." she smiled as she sat up," Good morning, Dean."
" Good morning-" he started not knowing her name and he was implying that with a hand gesture.
" Oh, Billie. Billie Jenkins." she replied.
" Dean Winchester, again." he joked.
" Yes, I know." she beamed," So, how you holding up? Muscles hurting?"
" At first." he admitted sitting next to her.
She didn't seem to mind even though he knew she noticed. Just at that moment he remembered Sam.
" Where's my brother?" he asked.
" Oh, he's upstairs. Don't worry. Just let him rest and he should be up pretty soon." she answered.
She gazed at him for a moment." So why were you so bloody?"
" Oh, umm..." he started but there was only one thing to tell her, the truth.
After all this was a demon hunter safe house. Listed by his father to go there for help.
" You wouldn't believe me." he said with a little breath.
" If I told you about me it'd be the other way around." Billie said attempting to hint that she wasn't really well- normal.
" Fine." he said and turned staring her straight in her olive green eyes," I- I'm- a demon hunter."
She smiled as if giving him an all knowing smile." I know."
" Wait, then why'd you?"
" Just wanted you to say it."
" Okay. So, um, what're you?"
Her look faded into one of perplexity," What?"
" You said if you told me what you were I wouldn't believe it."
" Oh, well," she whispered and leaned in close, close to his ear but still in range of eye contact," I'm a witch."
His reaction surprised her. He jumped up and winced but his hand went to his waist where there was a holster and an empty one. She took the gun she had hid beneath her pillow and held it up giving it a wave.
" Looking for this?" she asked with a serious tone," What's wrong?"
" You're not a witch." he said," I've seen what they look like and they look nothing like you."
" What?" she asked," Yes, we look human we are in a way human. I don't see why you're freaking out on me here. You're in a house of witches by the way."
" My dad was wrong. This isn't a safe house."
" Yes, this is. We've harbored people like you well not in my time but maybe the Charmed Ones have."
" Charmed Ones?" he asked.
" God, I've got to stop doing that." she said to herself as she got up, but she didn't hand him the gun.
" My brother and I were attacked by a witch. A witch is what nearly killed us and if you're a-"
She realized what he was getting at," No! No. No. We're not evil. We fight evil like you. We kill demons, evil wizards, and all that fun stuff. I've been reading your book and-"
Dean looked down to see that his father's journal was gone, too. Billie was holding it up as well. That's how she knew! he thought.
" I see that you've fought some evil I've never heard of and I've fought different types of demons that I guess you've never heard of. And vampires! You guys hunt those evil things, too."
She looked up into his eyes to see that he looked alarmed and a little betrayed.
" Are you listening to me?" she asked," I'm not evil. This place is a safe house. You can ask trolls, mermaids, spirits-"
His stare turned to that of amazement as she tossed him the book.
" Whoever wrote this book knew this place was a safehouse and maybe you'd know that I was on the side of good if you'd read the next page." she said.
He looked at her and then at his father's journal that he just caught. He turned to the page of the address and looked at the accompanying page. His eyes skimmed it. She was telling the truth. The page was written on the witch family that inhabited the house and fought the evil that plagued the world other than demons and ghosts or spirits.
" I'm a good guy." Billie said reinforcing the page.
" I'm not." came a high-pitched voice.
Billie leaned out a little to look and see what was behind Dean. He turned around. There standing in the middle of the room was what looked like an elemental to Billie. The body was that of a female but it was composed of leaves, dirt, and tree bark. Her eyes were pools of red and when stared at you, you knew you were her target.
" Hello, Dean." she teased.
Billie ran over to him and slipped her arm behind his back. It was the arm with the gun. He felt her press it against his back and he slipped his hand behind him to grab it.
" I see you're healing. You and you're brother. But I'll deal with him shortly." she hissed.
It was enough to send Dean firing at her with the gun. He had pulled Billie close to him with his free arm so that the witch couldn't attack and seperate them. Suddnely the gun clicked. Empty. Dean thought as he threw the gun to the side. The witch laughed," That's not going to work."
" Yeah?" Billie asked stepping forward," Bite this!"
She threw her hands in an exploxive gesture forward. The witch was hurt but not that much. Billie tried again getting an even better effect. She was nearly dead. But it was tiring she was using all her energy meaning the witch or elemental was really strong. She threw her hands forward getting a scream of agony as the elemental burst into dust. Billie collapsed but Dean was quick. He caught her and shielded her as the magic exploded. The two heard shouts coming from upstairs.
Leo and Piper came running down and stopped mid-way on the stairs. There was no way they were going to step into the dustcloud. Piper blasted something in the middle clearing out some of the dust and the couple waited 'till it settled. And there in the middle sitting on the ground were the two. Dean's arms were wrapped around Billie holding her close. The dust got to his lungs but not to hers.
Dean leaned Billie into his arms as the dust settled. Her eyes fluttered open and she stared at him.
" You okay?" he asked.
She gave a faint smile," Yeah, I'm okay."
Leo leaned in close to Piper so that he wouldn't be heard," Is it me or are those two-"
" Ssh!" Piper whispered giving Leo a light slap on the shoulder and pulling him upstairs leaving the two in the room in each other's arms.