Kira's eyes grow wide and she looks at the man in the Impala's driver's seat. "Sam?" she asks into the phone, not taking her eyes off Dean. She realizes the line's dead and puts her phone away. Realizing she put her weapons in the trunk, she curses to herself.
"What was that, Kira?" The supposed "Dean" says to Kira. His green eyes shine in the rearview mirror. "Have an answer?" He pushes as Kira just stares with her big teal eyes. Raven shrugs as she lays her head on the glass window of the black 67' Chevy Impala.
Kira bites her lip worried and thinks about whether she should answer him or not. Running through all the different ways this scenario could end, she tries to figure out how to tell what he begins typing a message on her phone reading, 'That was Sam, he said this isn't Dean, and I'm not sure what he is.' She hands the message to Raven so she can read it.
"What? You'd lose your voice or something?" Dean questions slowly pulling the Impala over to the side of the rode. Raven looks back at Kira panicked and types back as fast as she can 'What do you mean? I don't understand.'
Smiling at Dean, Kira replies, "Nope, just had to show Raven something I found really quick. And it was nothing." She types back on her phone, 'I don't either. Sam said it wasn't him and the line disconnected.' She hands the phone back before looking back to Dean.
Raven shrugs and types, "I'm sure Sammy was just drunk." Dean pulls back onto the road. His eyes stay extremely focused on the road. Raven slides her hand onto his thigh to try to make up for her thoughts that maybe he is a demon. Dean pushes her hand back. Raven frowns and looks out of the window.
Kira leans back in her seat looking at her phone questioningly and thinks, Yeah, he probably is. She glances at Dean still somewhat worried before turning to look out the window again. God I hope Sam's wrong.
Dean swings the Impala into a parking lot on the side of the dusty old highway. "Is this were the vampires are?" Raven says, raising an eyebrow questioningly. Dean nods quietly getting out of the car. Dean slowly moves over to the trunk. "Kira," Raven whispers swallowing hard, "If this goes sideways,you have the complete right to say I told you so."
Kira nods getting out with Raven cautiously. She keeps a hand by the pocket knife she always has with her even though she know it won't stop Dean if he's a monster. She stands in front of Raven and walks over to Dean and the trunk trying not to show any worry.
"You girls go in the front, and I'll hit them in the back. They are probably expecting us to sneak in the back. If you two go in the front it'll be safer," Dean states sharpening his machete. He slices it on his arm in a quick hand motion. Raven nods and grabs a long blade sharp enough to cut through stone.
Kira follows, grabbing a knife for herself. "Any idea how many are in there?" Kira asks Dean, gesturing to the abandoned building in front of them.
Dean heads around to the back of the decrepit place. Raven heads through the front door. It swings shut behind her leaving Kira all alone feeling this cold that wasn't coming from the air, it was coming from inside of her. She knows it's a bad idea, a trap even, but she can't bring herself to not follow Raven in.
She cautiously walks through the door, her knife at the ready until she notices the building empty except for Raven laying on the ground unconscious. Kira's wide eyes scan the room blank walls of the warehouse, looking for her friend's attacker. If there are no vampires, then who-? Kira asks herself.
BAM! The blunt handle of the machete hits Kira straight in the temple. Her body slowly collapses after not being able to stand up anymore. She clings to consciousness laying on the concrete ground. Another hit sends her into darkness. "Dean" lurks over the two girls limp bodies. In a swift swoop he picks one up in each arm.
He takes the girls and puts them in the trunk of the impala after tying their wrists and ankles. Once he shuts the trunk, the shifter smiles, proud of his work as he got back into the driver's seat. He quickly speeds off to the nearest city and checks to make sure nobody's looking before hauling the still unconscious hunter's down into the sewers where he already had Dean and Sam Winchester tied up.
"Let them go!" Dean shouts at the top of his lungs tasting the blood that had dripped down from his forehead. "Those are my friends," he says, his voice cracking a bit. Again, he struggles with the ropes around his wrists. No weapons on him, Dean was helpless. His little brother was unconscious next to him on the floor. Blood dripped in a pattern from his mouth and nose. Sam's brown hair also matted with drying and dried blood.
The shifter smirks, tying Kira's wrists up again and retorts, "You don't have any friends Winchester, everyone know that." The shifter moves to Raven and turns her head to face Dean. "Even your little girlfriend knows that." She ties up Raven the same, facing her towards the hunter so he can see the blood flowing down Raven's cheeks and from her nose.
Groggily, Catt rolls out of bed. Hungover and sick, she felt her head pounding. Catt looks around scoping out her apartment. It was completely silent and still. Her heart felt like it was doing somersaults. "Crowley? Kira? Anyone?" Catt calls out into the void. No response triggered a panic in her. Whipping out her phone as if it was a pistol, Catt dials 666. "Crowley, Kira is gone!"
Crowley rolls his eyes at the brunette. "I'm sure she's just out getting medicine for your inevitable hangover, Catt," he deadpans bored. "And why didn't you just call her first if it's her you're looking for?"
"I have this feeling, Crowley. Please just hear me out, and can you locate her for me pretty please. Then, you have to take me with you. Remember your promise you made to me last night? I do," Catt tells him strictly.
Crowley sighs annoyed and rolls his eyes a second times. He sets his phone down and uses his powers to find Kira. "That's odd," he mutters, "What's she doing with the Winchesters and Raven in," he thinks again for a second, "a sewer?" he picks his phone back up. "Catt, there may be a problem."
Catt looks at her phone wide eyed. "Please tell me she's not dead," she pleads into the phone. Feeling light headed and worried sick, Catt grabs onto a chair to hold her unsteady balance. "Crowley, please," Catt pleads again.
"Well, not yet at least," he mutters, still confused about Kira's location. He glances at the phone, realizing that probably didn't help the girl on the line at all. "But, I'm sure she'll be okay," he assures Catt, trying, and failing, to be sympathetic.
A sigh of temporary relief escapes from inside of Catt. "Now, where is she and how do we get to her?" Catt looks at the clock on the wall waiting on an answer from the King of Hell, who she happens to have on speed dial.
Crowley hesitates before replying, "Well, umm, she may or may not be in a sewer with the Winchesters and Raven." He speaks quickly, trying to get Catt to not hear him. He knows Catt's anger when her friends are lost and doesn't want to have to deal with it again.
"WHAT!?" Catt exclaims over the phone. "Crowley, why in the world wouldn't you just tell me about this immediately! Damn it! Crowley you are truly evil! Pure evil! I hate you! I hate you so much! I can't believe-" the line goes silent "YOU JUST HUNG UP ON ME!" Crowley appears behind the distressed girl.
"Would you just shut up for five seconds?" Crowley questioned from the girl. "I'm not sure what the hell is going on with Kira and her merry band of idiots so if you would just me time to figure it out, that would be great."
Dean watches as the shifter holds a hammer high above Kira's head. "No! Don't! Please kill me instead!" Dean pleads as Kira tries her hardest to fight off the creature towering above her. In one swift hit Kira felt the blood rush from her cracked head as she looked at Dean's crying face. It was possibly the last thing she'd ever see.