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A/N: This is the first of the last four chapters of this fanfic. I hope you enjoy them and I hope some of you might even review at the end. This chapter is a long one but is based off one of my favorite episodes. Enjoy!
Chapter Thirty: Chances Taken
I wasn't feeling normal. Life wasn't feeling normal. It seemed that after everything that had happened I was finally starting to feel the long term affects. First was the baby, then the disaster of a wedding, and finally my visit to Hell. It was too much in too short amount of time. The last time I felt like this I ended up abandoning Dean and Sam. I didn't want to leave. It wasn't just that I didn't want to, but I wouldn't. There was too much at stake. Too much needed to happen before we could breathe an ounce of fresh air.
I stood on the balcony, looking out over the city. The lights were bright in the night air. A cool breeze flowing. The tears had started some time before. My throat was sore from keeping every sob silent. I blinked and more tears slid down my cheeks. Gripping the bars of the railing, I slid down onto my knees. I cried as quietly as I could, knowing that Dean could wake at any moment. When they had stopped, I closed my eyes and let the breeze dry my face, feeling the redness from the strain start to diminish. I returned to bed, slowly crawling in, lying on my stomach. I faced away from Dean. His breathing was heavy, telling me I had made it back to bed unnoticed. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Sleep didn't come easily but in the end my mind finally shut down and allowed me a few moments of rest.
As first there was only movement on the bed. Then panting could be heard. Soon the two figures appeared. Sam was on top of a nice looking brunette. Then it showed me what they were doing. Showing me things I didn't want to see. Then the scene changed. Sam's cheeks were tearstained as he looked at his brother. Dean's jaw was clenched, looking strong for his brother. As soon as Sam left the room Dean's eyes filled with tears. Moving away from Dean I saw Sam go into the next room. The brunette was standing there. She looked strong but her eyes were full of tears. She nodded and smiled. A moment later Sam raised his gun and shot her.
My eyes shot open. It had been a silent vision. I was about to roll over when Dean's arm draped across my waist. I tensed momentarily before relaxing, lacing my fingers with his. I smiled before shutting my eyes again. We'd discuss what I saw when we were all awake and able to handle it. Sam had pain to look forward to. Vagueness was in order. I didn't want him to know what he would have to go through. I didn't know why he even had to do it. All I knew was that Sam had found someone he cared about. Someone he may even love and she would be taken away from him. He would be alone again. Alone with the pain of another death, a presence that too often followed us.
"You're quiet." Dean stated at the diner.
"Mm-hm." I replied as I moved my eggs around.
"Okay, you're not eating your scrambled eggs. Something is bothering you and you don't want to tell us." He told me.
"Me not eating my eggs told you all that?" I grinned at him. He just smiled and shrugged. "The worst part is you're right." I told him still grinning.
"So, what's up?" Sam asked me.
I looked at him, my smile nearly gone. "It's nothing. I don't know enough to share right now." I replied looking at my eggs.
I felt their eyes on me but I told them enough to keep them quiet. Finishing my eggs, I stood and went to the car. I slid into it and put my hand to my head. I wanted to see more. I needed to know where it was or what supernatural thing we were dealing with. I jumped when the door opened and Dean slid behind the wheel.
"Sorry." Dean told me.
"It's okay." I smiled back.
"Listen, Sam will be a few minutes. Talk quick, since it's obvious that you don't want to tell Sam what it is you saw."
I looked at him and sighed. I nodded and took a deep breath. "Sam's in trouble again. Only I don't know what kind. He meets a girl but he ends up shooting her. I don't know why. All I saw was them together and the two of you standing in the kitchen of a house and then him shooting her." I explained.
Dean nodded before frowning. "What do you mean by 'together'?" He asked.
"The kind when you're together with another person." I said softly.
"Okay gross." Dean said looking out the front of the car.
"Yeah, I saw way more of Sam then I'd like to remember." I told him, remembering far to much of the past.
"Please stop." Dean said pleadingly. "Please." He said looking at me.
"Sorry." I grinned before I frowned at him. "But I'm not sure what's going on."
"We'll figure it out." He told me. "Just don't mention my brother or his nakedness again."
"Done." I told him and smiled.
"Hey, we're heading to San Francisco." Sam said as he threw himself into the back seat. "Several deaths and all of them have missing hearts."
"Alright, lets go." I said and looked at Dean.
When we reached the city we found a hotel and Sam unloaded all of his information. I sat on the bed, against the headboard, trying not to think of my vision. But my need to protect Sam was starting to outweigh everything else.
"This lawyer guy the first heart-free corpse in town?" Dean asked his brother.
"First man. Over the past year, several women have gone missing. Their bodies all washed up later in the bay too deteriorated to draw firm conclusions." Sam replied.
"And none of them had hearts?" I frowned, watching Dean clean his gun. Already preparing. I smirked a little before taking another swig from my beer. It was needed tonight.
"No hearts." Sam confirmed. "They were all hookers working at Hunter's Point. Now cops are trying to keep things under wrap. But they're looking for a serial killer."
"And the lunar cycle?" Dean asked.
"Mm-hm." Sam said downing a good portion of his beer. "Yeah, month after month, all the murders happened in the week leading up to the full moon." Sam stated.
"Which is this week, right?" Dean asked.
"Hence the lawyer."
I frowned and watched as Dean grinned. He stood and grabbed John's journal saying, "Awesome."
"Dean, could you be a bigger geek about this?" Sam smiled at him.
"Yeah." I agreed, moving to the edge of the bed.
"I'm sorry, man, but what about a human by day a freak animal killing machine by moonlight don't you understand? I mean, werewolves are badass. We haven't seen one since we were kids." He replied with a grin. I shook my head at him.
"Okay, sparky, and you know what? After we kill it, we can go to Disneyland." Sam told him patronizingly.
"Sam, knock it off." I said smacking the back of his head.
"Know what the best part about it is?" Dean said with a smile. "We already know how to bring these suckers down. One of these bad boys right to the heart." He said holding up a silver bullet. "So what's our next move?"
"Talk to the girl who found the body." Sam replied.
I nodded and stood, walking to the window. Dean came and stood next to me. I looked at him and frowned, "Why are you so excited about this?"
"Because it's a werewolf. Why aren't you excited about this?" He asked me.
"I would be if there wasn't a chance that one of us could be turned. I don't feel like being bitten and I'd like to keep the two of you around for a while." I replied. I glanced at Sam behind me before meeting Dean's eyes again. "And this could very well be it. That and it's dangerous."
"We've had dangerous before." Dean stated.
"That's not the part I need to be comforted for." I told him.
"I know." He told me, serious now.
The plan now was to go see Madison. She was Nate Mulligan's assistant. She was the one to find him dead in his office. The pieces would fall in line soon enough. All I wanted to know was if she was the same person from my vision.
I was antsy as we walked through the halls to Madison's apartment. When she opened the door my breath caught. I quickly looked away and glanced at Dean, giving him a subtle nod. He took a deep breath before smiling at her. Sam was already going into the apartment.
"I don't understand. I already gave my statement." Madison said as she led us in.
"Right. Yeah, well, we just need to verify a few things." Sam smiled at her.
I watched Sam's and her body language as I followed behind them. When we went into the living room a man stood from the couch. I frowned and eyed him closely.
"This is my neighbor Glen. Glen this is detective—" Madison said and looked at us.
"Landis." Dean told her. "And Detective Dante. And this is Evy, our assistant."
"Well, guess I'll leave you to it." Glen smiled at Madison. It was clear that he liked her.
"Okay. Thanks for the casserole." Madison grinned at her neighbor.
"Mm-hm." Glen smiled nervously. I frowned as I watched him move to leave.
"Oh, how thoughtful." Dean smiled at him. I frowned at him. His sarcasm was not welcome right now.
"Just call if you need anything." Glen said quickly before leaving.
"He's sweet." Madison smiled after him. "He came over to check on me. Have—have a seat." She told us. I immediately felt empathy toward her. I didn't know why she was going to be killed but I would do everything in my power to help her.
I looked around as the boys played the more professional role. I stayed in the shadows. Though I felt her eyes on me more then once. I went from room to room, checking everything I could without disturbing anything. I came up dry. There was nothing in the apartment that would lead me to believe that she was a werewolf or knew anything about them. When I returned, the boys were just finishing up. I was the first out the door. I went to the car and waited for them to join me, pacing along the sidewalk.
"You're awfully skittish today." Sam told me with furrowed brows.
"She's the woman from my vision." I told him.
"What vision?" Sam frowned.
"The one I had a few days ago." I said looking at him.
"About her?" He asked.
"Yeah. I don't know what she has to do with all of this but, yeah." I told him.
"Okay, I guess we're on the right track then." Sam said matter-of-factly before getting into the car.
"If only he knew." I said quietly to Dean.
"Come on." He said rubbing my arms.
I nodded and got in. When we got back to the hotel they filled me in on Kurt Mueller. He was Madison's ex-boyfriend who had been stalking her. He was as good a lead to follow as any right now. He had been told Madison was involved with Nate. That was enough of a motive to assume he might be involved with what was going on. Especially since both men were connected to Madison. The plan was to go take a look at Kurt's apartment once the sun set. There was still plenty of daylight left and not enough things to do to keep my mind off of what was to come. Passing the time consisted more of pacing and trying to think of how I was going to tell Sam what I saw. I didn't want to tell him. I didn't want to have that on my shoulders. But the damage of telling him might outweigh the cost of keeping it quiet. I didn't want it to play out like I saw. For all I knew that's why we were here, to change it. To make things right. If I could help make Sammy happy it would be one of the best gifts that could be given.
"You look tense." Dean pointed out.
"So do you." I smiled and moved behind him on the bed.
I started to massage the knots out of his back. He groaned a little with a smile. He didn't act like anything was wrong but his stress was written in his muscles. More then once I caught him glancing at his brother. Knowing something about someone that could affect them in ways unknown was agonizing. When Dean leaned forward away from my hands, placing his face in his own, I knew that there was something that needed to be done.
"Let's go for a walk. Unwind a little." I told him softly.
"Yeah." He said and stood.
I went to Sam, hugging him tightly before following Dean out the door. As we walked away I took Dean's hand, squeezing it tight.
"So what are we going to tell him?" Dean asked me.
"I'm thinking we tell him nothing." I replied. Dean just looked at me. "Look, I don't want Sam to get hurt. I love him just as much as you do. So before we tell him anything let's just dig a little deeper. If it's clear that she's involved we'll tell him. We'll change what I saw. But if he has a future with her I want him to have it."
"What future?" Dean frowned.
"What do you mean?" I frowned back.
"What future could he possibly have with her? Would we take her with us? Would she understand what we do?" He asked but kept walking, though his pace was quickened.
"By the time we're done here she'll know what we do." I said trying to keep pace with him. "We don't know what reaction she'll have to all of this. But what if she understands and can handle it? And if she can handle it then do you want to be the one to take that away from him?" I stopped him, looking him in the eye. "You're not answering me."
"No! I mean…I don't know." He said starting to pace a little.
"He's the third wheel." I told him calmly. "If he could find what we have and be able to bring her with us, wouldn't you want that for him?"
"Whatever you saw, did it affect you this much?" He asked. "Did you see any of what you're talking about?"
"No, but I saw the potential for it. They had that look in their eyes." I told him softly.
"What look is that?" He asked, calming down.
"It's one very similar to the one I'm giving you right now." I replied slightly on the sad side.
He sighed and pulled me against him. I put may hand on his chest. He put his forehead against mine before kissing me passionately. I put my hands on the sides of his head. Smiling, I ran my fingers through his hair.
"This is another reason why Sam needs to find himself a girlfriend. I need more alone time with my fiancé." I smiled at him.
He grinned before muffling my speech as he kissed me. His hands moved under my shirt. The feel of his hands against my bare skin always made me hot. I pressed myself tightly against him, unable to get enough of his taste or his smell. If only we weren't in public. I stopped when an older woman passed us and cleared her throat. I released Dean and took a step back. I looked at him and he had heard her too. He grinned and I started laughing. He joined in and we turned back to the room.
"I guess you're right. A little alone time might be nice." He smiled down at me.
I just laughed and moved closer against his side.
We waited out the day in the room. As soon as the sun set we were on the street and on our way to check out Kurt's place. It took nothing to get into the place. With flashlight in hand we searched for anything that would lead us to believe that he was the werewolf. I stopped and looked at pictures he had of him and Madison. Dean went toward the patio and called us over to him. Outside there were long claw marks scraped down the wall of the balcony. Moments later there was a gun shot. We rushed from the room only to find a bloody mess, leading us to the body of a cop behind a dumpster. His chest was torn open.
"Oh God." I said covering my mouth as I turned away.
"I'll call 911." Sam said and turned away.
"I'd say Kurt's looking more and more like our Cujo." Dean stated.
Sam got a worried look on his face. "Dean, if he's out here, we better check on Madison."
I looked at Sam before looking at Dean with the same expression, only not for the same reason. Dean just sighed and we were on our way to Madison's. As we waited for Madison to answer, Glen opened his door, asking what was going on.
"It's fine Glen. Just checking up on her." I smiled sweetly.
"Did you find something?" He asked.
I sighed and stepped toward him. "We really can't talk about the case with you, Glen." I told him as gently as I could. He just nodded and closed the door. Madison opened the door and we all filed in again.
"Has Kurt been here?" Sam asked her.
"Not exactly." Madison replied.
"What exactly does "not exactly" mean?" Dean asked.
"Well, he was outside last night. Just looking. Just looking at me." A pit fell in my stomach as I watched Dean and Sam look at each other. Madison caught my expression. "Has he done something?"
"We're not really sure." Sam told her. "It's probably nothing. But we just don't want to take any chances. In fact, one of us should probably stay here with you, just in case he stops by. Where does he work?"
"He owns a body shop." Madison replied, though she was slightly confused.
"You mind grabbing that address for us? Thanks."
"I'll stay with her." Dean replied.
"What?" I frowned at him.
"You always get to stay with them." Sam stated.
"That was before me." I added.
"There's only one way to settle this." Dean stated.
I rolled my eyes as they played rock-paper-scissors, "Ridiculous."
I walked toward the door. Madison came back and handed me the address. "So who won?" She smiled.
I gave a short laugh. "I'm pretty sure Sam will be staying with you. Dean doesn't need to be alone with another woman. I already have claim on him." I smiled at her.
She grinned and a moment later Dean was behind me. "Ready to go?" He asked.
I nodded. "Call if you need anything." I told Madison.
"I'm sure we'll be fine." She smiled.
I just laughed and followed Dean out the door. "Are you jealous?" I grinned at him.
"What? No." He said but he had that look and that tone.
"I know what you were like before I came along. You always watched the pretty girls and had sex with them while Sam did all the heavy lifting." I told him, still grinning.
"What?" He said, knowing that it was true.
I laughed as I stepped in front of him, running my hands down his chest. "I'm not judging you. You were someone different before I came. You've changed and I love you for who you are, now and then." I told him, kissing him deeply.
"Yeah, well, I've let a woman whip me." He smiled down at me.
"In more than one way." I said raising a brow at him.
He laughed and kissed me again. "Come on, hot stuff, we got work to do."
Work was the last thing on our minds. We talked to a few of his coworkers but came up with nothing yet. When a few hours went by and we still didn't have a strong lead we gave in to our other needs. Meaning we had the room to ourselves and alone time was what we wanted. Having sex until the cows came home; and the cows were taking their sweet time.
"We're so naughty." I told Dean as I traced shapes on his muscular, bare chest. "But I just can't get enough of you." I grinned.
Dean grinned back kissing me passionately. "Naughty is just fine with me." He said and ran his fingers down my side. It was gentle and felt wonderful. Sending just enough tingles through my body to make me want to ravage him all over again. "So now what?"
"Don't ask me that." I smiled at him.
"Why not?" He just grinned.
"Because you know what I'll say." I told him with a raised brow.
"And I would have no objections." He said and trailed his lips down my neck.
"I'm ready to go again." I told him, starting to breath hard.
Dean didn't say anything. He just smiled and rolled on top of me.
Once we forced ourselves into clothes, we got to work. I grinned at him while I tried to listen to the guy I had on the phone. We were going down the list of coworkers to find out where he might have gone. I was on the phone with, what was said to be, his closest friend at work. I thanked him, when I finally managed to listen to what he was saying, and hung up.
"Okay, I've got a hit." I told Dean.
"Where we going?" He asked.
"I think I might go alone on his one." I told him.
He frowned, "Why?"
"Well, he's kind of at a stripper bar." I told him.
"So what are we waiting for?" He grinned and headed out the door.
I sighed and followed him. I drove to the bar and Dean got out of the car. It was easy to find Kurt among the men who were inside. Kurt was very much preoccupied with the woman who was dancing in front of him to notice that we were there. Dean sat a few chairs down, already starting to watch. I frowned and whacked him.
"What?" He grinned at me.
"Stop watching her." I told him.
"We're here to be inconspicuous and to watch him. So I'm just doing our job." He told me.
"Would you like me to get up there too then?" I countered. "I know how to dance with a pole."
His smile disappeared and we moved away from the table. I ginned victoriously and followed him. We sat at a small table only a few yards away from Kurt. We watched him until he left and followed him back to his place. We waited in the alley. Kurt had loud music playing.
"This is fun." I told him.
"Yeah, well. This part of the job usually is." He replied.
"You know what I want to do?" I asked and grabbed his ass.
He grinned at me. "I may have an idea."
A second later he had me by the arms. He pushed me against the chain link fence, his lips pressing against mine. His fingers laced with mine as he pinned them against the fence. He paused momentarily and smiled at me. I grinned and was about to kiss him again when there was the sound of glass breaking. We turned and looked up at Kurt's patio. The door was broken. We glanced at each other before darting into the building. We broke into the loft and quickly moved through it. Both of us had our gun at the ready. It was quiet until we went into the living room. Kurt was on the ground. A woman was leaning over him, tearing at him.
"Oh my God." I whispered. The woman stopped and turned. "Madison…"
She stood and quickly rushed us. Dean blocked me. She grabbed him, throwing him back against the wall. She quickly turned on me. She tossed me across the room. I was knocked out almost immediately.
When I came to, Dean was slowly getting to his feet. I pushed myself up from my stomach and attempted to get to my feet. I was too dizzy and leaned back against the wall. He slowly made his way over to me.
"You all right?" He asked sitting next to me.
"I don't know." I told him frowning.
He put his arm around me. "My head's killing me."
"Me too." I said resting my head back against his arm. "What's worse is that what I saw is more then likely going to come true."
"What makes you say that?" Dean asked though his tone only confirmed my fears.
"Because she's the werewolf. There isn't a cure that we know of. I've read a lot about lycanthropy but nothing has ever been proven." I told him sadly. "This means that Sam is going to get hurt. He's going to fight for her and he's going to lose."
Dean sighed and kissed my hair. "He has us. We'll be all right."
"I guess it's time to make the call." I told him.
I sat and listened as Dean told Sam what had happened. Dean had nicked her with a silver knife. When Dean waited for Sam to check on her the call seemed to abruptly end. Sam had seen the proof and now we would have to deal with her. I only hoped that with a little determination we could come up with a solution.
When Dean and I returned to Madison's, Sam had her tied to a chair. It was clear that she had been crying and fear was written all over her face.
"How you doin'? My head feels great, thanks." Dean shot at Madison.
"Dean." I said shortly.
"We gotta talk." Sam whispered to Dean.
I watched them walk into the kitchen. I stood in front of Madison. I shut my eyes, trying to think of what to do. I didn't want to hear what they were saying in there. I wouldn't be able to hold my tongue if they were going to argue about what to do with her.
"Please." Madison said pleadingly. "I'm not what you think I am." I looked at her with all the empathy I had in me. "I don't even know what you're talking about."
"What do you mean?" I asked her. I had witnessed her. "You don't remember what happened?"
"No." She told me as tears fell. "I don't know what you're talking about." She repeated.
"You went to bed and woke up in bed. You don't remember leaving in the middle of the night?"
"No. I went to bed and woke up without my pajamas on but I don't know what happened to them." She told me. "Please. Just let me go."
Tears filled my eyes as I looked at her. "I am so sorry." I told her softly. "I would give anything for it to not be you. But I saw you. You were there."
"Where?" She asked desperately. "I don't know what you're talking about."
I just shook my head, about to brake down when Sam and Dean walked back into the room.
"Madison. When were you mugged?" Sam asked her. She just looked at him. "Please. It's important, all right? Just answer the question."
Madison was very suspicious and scared. But I couldn't blame her for that. I was feeling the same way as I waited for it all to unfold.
"About a month ago." She told him.
"Did you see the guy?" Sam asked.
"No. Grabbed me from behind."
"Did he bite you?"
She looked at him surprised. "How'd you know that?"
"Where?" Sam asked.
"On the back of my neck." She told him.
I met eyes with Dean as Sam put his gun down and walked to Madison. Dean and I followed him and watched as Sam moved the hair from her neck to reveal a scared bite wound.
"Well, that's just a love bite. Believe me that could have been a lot worse. Where were you at the time?" Dean asked her.
"Walking home from a friend's loft."
"Let me guess: Not too far from Hunter's Point?" Sam asked her.
Madison nodded and the brothers went back into the kitchen. It would be hunting again. The lunar cycle was still in effect and the wolf would, more then likely, be out for the kill. I looked at Madison and she seemed to be calmer. A certain realization coming to her. Only a few minutes passed before Dean came out. He looked at me and I glanced at Sam before following Dean out the door.
"What's going on?" I asked him.
"Sam thinks he can save her." Dean told me. He was slightly on the angry side.
"Even though we know he can't." I stated sadly.
"Maybe there's a chance. In dad's journal there's something about a cure. It can be cured if we sever the bloodlines."
"So we're hoping the wolf will be patrolling around the bar again and it's the same one that had bit Madison."
"Basically." Dean told me.
"All right then." I said as we got into the car.
We were patrolling a two block radius of the bar. I was on one side, Dean was on the other. It was a waiting game. People came and people went but no commotion was heard. I was getting restless and worried about what was happening with Sam and Maddy. It had already gone too far. Sam was already, very much, in like with her. What I saw was, more then likely, going to pass. This was our last hope. If this didn't work I would have to tell Sam what I saw. Tell him and hope that he could do what he needed to do.
I jumped when my phone rang. Dean's face looked at me before I pushed it open. "Hey." I told him sadly.
"No luck?" He asked.
"Nope. Just a lot of quietness and way too much to think about." I told him.
"Sammy?" He asked.
"What else? This whole thing has me bogged down."
"You can't fix everything, Evy. This sucks and I don't want Sam to get hurt, but you can't put it all on you."
"It's not the first time you've told me that. But it's who I am. I can't be changed." I was going to go on when I heard a scream not far off. "Hold on. I might have something."
"Wait, I'm coming." He said and the phone clicked off.
I frowned and followed the screaming. I rounded a corner to see a pretty blond running from a man who was quickly gaining on her. His strides fast and long. I cocked my gun and rushed after him. He had the blond, pulling her down. I got a shot off on him. He didn't fall but turned and grabbed me. His eyes were blue and his teeth were sharp and at the ready. He had my arms and I tried to keep his face away from me by pushing against his neck. I kneed him in the groin and he threw me back. I hit a parked car before falling to the ground. My side had shooting pains moving through it, stars littering my eyes. When my focus starting to come back I saw the wolf attacking the girl again. I went to try and get up when gunshots rang and the wolf fell off of the girl. Dean came into view as the girl got to her feet. She looked at me before eyeing Dean as she started to run away.
"Hey, don't mention it!" He called after her.
I managed to get to my feet, walking over to the wolf. I frowned as I looked down at Glen. "Oh my God, Glen."
Dean sighed and knelt next to him. He was choking on his own blood. His eyes were still blue and his teeth were still visible. But a few moments later he transformed back into his full human form.
"What happened? Where am I? Uhh—Help—Help me." He said as he looked at us. He was in pain. He continued to choke on his blood. "Oh, God. Oh, my God."
I covered my mouth, trying not to cry. I was shaking and I looked at Dean. He looked back sadly before looking back at Glen.
"All right, easy, Glen. Just take it easy." He told him gently.
Glen slowly relaxed as his body shut down. He was dead only a few moments later.
I called Sam and we picked him up outside of Madison's. We hung out in the hotel room until the sun started to set before going back to Madison's to stakeout her place. We weren't sure if she was going to change or not. Either way, we had to make sure. I was napping in the back seat while the boys kept an eye on the place.
"It was sort of sad, actually." Dean was telling Sam. "Glen had no clue what was going on. Hey, why do you think he turned Madison, instead of just killing her in the first place?"
"I don't know." Sam replied still sounding a little worried. "I mean, he kinda seemed to have a thing for her."
"Maybe his primal instinct did too." Dean told him. "Maybe he was looking for a little hot breeding action."
I couldn't help but grin at him. He always said shit like that. Most of the time it was funny, occasionally inappropriate. Most of the time I ignored him. Just part of the whole for better or for worse part of getting married. Once we managed to actually do it. We were still taking care of Sammy. I listened as Dean brought up Sam's feelings for Madison. Dean had a point but Sam was against the idea since she thought he was stark raving mad. I frowned, not that they could see me, and then jumped as someone knocked on the window.
"You know, for a stakeout your car's a bit conspicuous." Madison said as Sam rolled down the window. "What are you still doing here?"
"Honestly? Uh…we're pretty sure you're not gonna turn tonight but we gotta be 100 percent. So, you know, we're lurking." Dean told her. She didn't seem too thrilled with the idea.
"Look, I know this sounds crazy—" Sam started.
"Sure does." Madison interrupted before pausing. "Well, if we're gonna wait it out…we might as well do it together."
I just looked at Dean before getting out of the car. "Thanks." I smiled at her. We went back up to her apartment and she offered us some coffee. I happily drank as I tried to get Dean away from the other two.
"You were telling the truth, weren't you? About everything. What you did, it was to help me." Madison asked Sam. I cleared my throat looking at Dean but he was oblivious.
"Yeah." Sam said sadly.
"I did all those horrible things…when I turned." She said meeting his eyes.
"You didn't know." Sam told her.
Dean was standing there smiling. I wanted to watch how it was progressing too but was starting to lose my patience for subtlety.
"So, when will we know for sure? Moonrise?" Madison asked.
"No, I don't think so. You turned middle of the night last night. I think we gotta hang in until sunup." Sam told her.
"Well, it looks like we got ourselves a few hours to kill. Poker, anyone?" Dean asked.
"I'm in." I smiled at him before looking at the other two.
The waiting game had begun. We played a little poker but Sam and Maddy were anything but attentive throughout the game. So that was a wash. Sam and Madison ended up moving to the couch. It was obvious that they wanted to talk. Dean, however, decided that he was going to sit only a few feet away and practically stare at them. So I did the good friend thing and dragged him into the kitchen with me. It didn't take a lot. All I had to do was turn on a few of my feminine wilds and he was my lap dog. Sam having Madison was a good reason for us to get a little extra quality time together. When the sun finally rose, all of us standing and watching it, Madison remained unchanged.
"Does-? Does this mean it worked?" Madison asked us. Her eyes searching our faces.
"Yeah, I think so." Sam told her.
"Oh, God, thank you." She said hugging Sam. "Thank you so much." I smiled but Dean cleared his throat. I frowned at him. "You too, Dean. Thank you."
"Aw…don't mention it." He replied. Always wanting a little credit. Though it was well deserved. I was looking at him as he looked between Sam and Maddy. "Yeah."
I took my eyes off of Dean, looking at the other two. "Well, we are going to go back to the hotel." I told the two of them as I grabbed Dean's jacket. "Have fun." I smiled at them, dragging Dean toward the door. Dean just grinned at his brother before following me out the door.
We laughed as we groped each other, making our way down the hotel hall. I had my back against the door as Dean fumbled with the door key. I ran my hand down his chest. When he finally got the door open I took slow steps into the room, my eyes locked with Dean's. He smiled sweetly as he ran his fingers through my hair. I grabbed his jacket, pushing it off of his shoulders. It dropped to the floor. He pulled my shirt off of me before his own. I stepped backward until I felt the bed. I sat down and pushed myself backward. Dean followed me, his lips finding mine as I laid back. I bent my knees at his sides as his hands slid up my thighs. I pulled his pants off of him as he undid mine. Laughing as his fingers tickled my skin as he ran his fingers gently across the top of my underwear line. His fingers gripped them before pulling them off of me. He paused over me, looking down at me with a small smile on his face. I ran my fingers through his hair before placing it on his face. He kissed my palm. I smiled and pulled his face to mine, kissing him deeply. His hands moved over my body, his caresses sending tingles through my body. He started to rock against me. I arched my body against his, needing to be as close to him as possible. He pressed his lips against my neck. I kissed his shoulder as I ran my hands up and down his back. He put his arms around me, pulling me up. I wrapped my legs around him, moving with him. It was over far sooner then I wanted. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He kissed me gently, his lips trailing down my neck as he laid me down. I held him against me, his head resting against my neck, his arm across me. I gently caressed the back of his hand as my fingertips moved up and down his arm. Soon he was asleep. I stayed awake a short while longer, just wanting to hold him. Hear his breathing, feel his heart beating against me. I smiled and kissed his head before falling blissfully asleep.
The pounding seemed to start almost as soon as I had fallen asleep. I shot up. Dean with me. I looked at him before grabbing clothes. He frowned and did the same. Dean went to the door. I hung back slightly. Dean pulled open the door to see Sam.
"She turned." He told us.
"What?" Dean asked him.
"Shit." I said as I ran my fingers through my hair. Dean turned and looked at me.
"I couldn't grab her in time." Sam said with a worried expression.
My eyes welled with tears and I looked at the floor.
"We'll find her, Sammy." Dean said reassuringly. The next thing we knew we were out of the room.
"I already called Bobby." Sam said as we walked out. "He doesn't know anything. Except, he knew that severing the bloodline wouldn't work. Most everyone says it's impossible to reverse it."
"How come she didn't turn when we were with her?" Dean asked.
"Dean." Sam said shortly.
"Sammy…" I said looking at him.
"So, what, you put her to bed, then she wolfed out?" Dean said. "Maybe she's gotta be asleep to turn?" He said with raised brows as we reached the car.
"What the hell does it matter, Dean?" Sam said angrily. "Look, we gotta find some way to help her. Some legend we missed or something."
"Sammy, calm down." I told him gently.
"If there was, someone we know would've known it." Dean stated.
"You guys." I said as my mind remembered where this was going to go.
"Well then, we have to look harder until we find something." Sam told his brother, ignoring me.
Dean looked at him sadly. "Sammy, I don't think we get a choice here anymore." He told him gently.
Sam looked at him unbelievingly. "What?"
"You guys, please." I said stepping in front of them. They paused briefly before Dean kept going. I sighed and crossed my arms.
"I hate to say it, she's a sweet girl, but part of her is—"
"Evil?"
"Yeah."
"Dean." I said frowning at him. He knew what was going on and he was doing nothing but pushing it forward.
"Yeah, that's what they say about me, Dean. So me, you won't kill but her, you're just gonna blow away?" Sam asked his brother angrily.
"Enough!" I finally yelled. "That is enough." I said pushing on both their chests. "Just back off." I told Dean. He frowned at me, his jaw clenched. "Sam…" I said turning to him. "I'm sorry this is happening. I truly am. It hurts me more then you think to say…" I said and paused. "Dean may have a point." Tears came to my eyes and my voice slightly cracked as I told him.
He was about to reply when his phone rang. His eyes didn't leave mine as he answered. He frowned and looked down as he said Madison's name. I sighed and looked at Dean. He didn't meet my eyes. I knew he didn't like this but I also knew that it didn't matter what I saw. A job was a job and if she couldn't be saved then she would have to go. As soon as Sam hung up the phone we were back in the car.
"I don't remember anything. I probably killed someone last night. Didn't I?" Madison asked when we got her back to her apartment.
"There's no way to know yet." Dean told her. He was doing his best to be supportive and just finish the hunt. She would hurt someone eventually.
"Is there something else we can try to make it go away?" Madison asked us.
"We'll find something. I mean, there's gotta be some answer, somewhere." Sam told her.
"That's not entirely true." Dean told her. Sam glared at him and a horrible pit fell in my stomach. "Madison, you deserve to know. We've scoured every source. There's just no cure."
"Is…? Is he right?" She asked Sam.
Sam looked at her with a pained expression. He was struggling so hard with this. I knew that his attachment for her ran deep. I had seen it. I knew what had happened last night and knew how happy he was. That was until he woke up. I looked at Dean, he was looking at them sympathetically. We both knew that nothing could be done but we hated to see Sammy in so much pain. It was obvious that Madison was afraid but she was taking it well. I took a step back, trying not to freak out about this. If it were up to me I would tell the guys to get out and I'd leave her. I didn't want her to die. I didn't want Sam to be hurt. But, as always, it was playing out like it was supposed to. It was still a wonder to me why I saw things that I would never be able to change. As I tried to keep my cool, Dean tried to keep everything under control. Sam looked like he was going to all apart, Madison was, and I just wanted to disappear.
"I mean, we could lock you up at night, but you'd bust out, and some night you will, someone else dies." Dean told her. He was being realistic but it still hurt. Madison looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry, I am."
Madison took a deep breath. "So I guess that's all there is to it, then."
"Stop it. Don't talk like that." Sam told her. Shocked to hear her actually say it.
"Sam, I don't want to hurt anyone else." She told him, starting to cry. "I don't want to hurt you."
I couldn't take it. I started to cry. I covered my mouth and went to a corner. I closed my eyes when Madison stood, taking the gun from the table. I shook my head as she walked up to Sam.
"Put that down." Sam told her.
"I can't do it myself." She told him.
She grabbed the barrel of the gun, resting the butt against Sam's chest.
"I need you to help me." She said as tears fell.
"Madison. No." He said firmly. His eyes were full of tears.
"Sam. I'm a monster." She replied.
I tried not to start sobbing but I was failing. I went to Dean, taking his hand. I rested my head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head, leaving his mouth against my hair.
"You don't have to be. We can find a way, all right? I can. I'm gonna save you." Sam told Maddy.
"You tried. I know you tried." Madison told him, her voice breaking. "This is all there is left. Help me, Sam. I want you to do it. I want it to be you."
"I can't."
"I don't wanna die." She said with a small chuckle before getting serious again. "I don't. But I can't live like this. This is the way you can save me. Please. I'm asking you to save me."
Sam was falling apart. He couldn't do it. He would in the end but he needed the few minutes in the kitchen first. Dean squeezed my hand before stepping forward, taking the gun from Maddy. Sam had tears in his eyes. He just looked at her before walking away, going into the kitchen. Dean followed him. It was almost time. I stayed with Madison. Her eyes were distant and her face was tearstained.
"You don't have to do this." I told her. "We can keep looking. Keep it up for as long as we can."
"You know it'll end this way. There is no other way for it to end." She told me.
I knew she was right. "This really sucks." I laughed wiping the tears from my cheeks.
She grinned. "Tell me about it."
"I am so sorry, Maddy." I told her sympathetically. "If there was any other way…" I said and stopped.
"I know." She told me.
"I wish Sammy could have been able to have you. You two have real potential." I told her.
"Yeah, that's just what I want to hear after I asked him to shoot me." She replied averting her eyes.
"I'm sorry." I told her again.
"Don't be." She said meeting my eyes. "It's the truth." She said giving me a small smile.
I nodded and went to her, hugging her tightly. As I let her go Sam came back into the room. The gun was in hand and his face was tearstained. He met my eyes. I nodded and went into the kitchen. As soon as the door was shut behind me I couldn't hold the sobs back. I rushed to Dean, throwing my arms around his neck. He held me tight. A moment later the gun shot rang.