Sam Winchester walked into his motel room. He was always so glad when they could get separate motel rooms, it was less stressful for everyone. Beckett walked in behind him, still not sure why she was trusting him but finding it impossible to do other wise. She's not quite sure why she let him take her to his motel room, but she figured it was probably for the same reason that she let him into her apartment. She wanted answers.
"Alright," Sam said, sitting down on the edge of the bed, it wasn't a very good motel room as it didn't even have a table. Sam grabbed a laptop out from a duffel bag and opened it.
"So I've discussed things with Castiel and Dean and basically the only thing we know for sure is that there are two angels dead and that there are probably going to be more. What's more, there's also a group of vampires on the west side, and quite possibly a ghost in Grand Central."
"What?" was all Kate could get out. Sam looked up at her as if surprised before something, that looked a hint like realization, dawned on him.
"Sorry," Sam quickly apologized.
"Did you say Vampires?" Kate asked. Sam nodded.
"Vampires. Aren't. Real."
"Um, yeah they kind of are," Sam said.
"Like the 'I vant to suck your blood' kind?"
"They actually get really pissed if you mention Dracula or Twilight to them. Dean uses such comments to infuriate them into attacking."
"How do we not learn this stuff at the precinct?"
"Vampires are very good at getting rid of bodies. Don't piss one off unless you've got a trained hunter around," Sam said quickly.
"Okay... and the ghost?"
"Not sure about that one. Could be nothing. Probably isn't."
"Do all your conversations leave people feeling like they know nothing?" Beckett asked. Sam looked at her and noticed that she was looking slightly pale.
"Are you okay?"
"Sorry, I'm not used to all this... stuff," Beckett said.
"Well you haven't locked me up in an asylum yet so I think you are reacting very well to it."
"You've already been to an asylum, I feel like if it didn't help the first time that it's not going to help now," Kate said trying to get back to her cocky self, "I'm still not sure that I can trust you."
Sam sighed and grabbed his phone.
"Hey Dean, do you think you could do me a favor?" He said into the phone, "No I don't want a salad. I just- no... no. Uh huh. I was wondering whether we could let someone tag along with us for the vamp hunt? Who? Uh someone that it would really benefit all of us if you would say yes."
Beckett looked like she was going to faint again.
"Would you like to sit down?" Sam asked her covering up the mouth piece with one hand. Beckett blinked at him and nodded.
"No I'm not trying to hide the identity from you," Sam returned to speaking with Dean after Beckett sat down beside him on the bed. She could hear Dean's frustrated sounding voice coming from the phone.
"Look man, I'm trying to keep you guys from being arrested, just say yes."
Kate could hear a Dean mumble an angry question.
"She's not a bitch. But yes," Sam finally admitted tiredly. Deans curses were loud enough for her to hear and Sam gave her an apologetic smile.
"No- yeah I know. Well..." Sam drifted off.
Dean yelled something like, "Goddammit Sam!" and Sam sighed.
"Look man, get all your freaking out out while you're away because this will be the best thing to resolve our issues. So get over it."
"Can I talk to Dean?" Becket asked quietly. Sam bit his lip and shrugged before handing the phone over.
"Dean?" Kate asked. She heard a soft curse come from the other side of the phone.
"Hello Detective Beckett," Dean said, drawing out all the words so it sounded simultaneously flirtatious and irritating. It reminded her a bit of Castle.
"Look, I just want to say tha-"
"Do you want to hunt vamps, Detective?" Dean asked, interrupting.
"What?"
"Do. You. Want. To. Hunt. Vampires. Detective. Beckett?" Dean said, emphasizing each word. Beckett rolled her eyes, this guy was getting more like Castle the longer she talked to him.
"I want my city to be safe," Beckett said, "I don't necessarily want to hunt 'vamps' as you call them. But I want to protect my city. So if hunting vamps is part of that then I will do it."
"Sammy explain to you everything?"
"Yeah, I'm still having trouble believing it all though."
"That's to be expected," Dean replied, there was a slight lit in his voice. Beckett could hear someone talking to Dean.
"Hey, uh, Beckett?"
"Yeah?"
"Castiel wants to talk to you."
"Okay."
"Hello Kate," Castiel's gravelly voice greeted her.
"Hello Castiel."
"How are you."
"I'm good. How are you?"
"I would say that I'm fine."
"Good."
"Please, I need you to believe Sam."
"I want to Castiel, but it kind of seems impossible."
"I know. Most would be freaking out right now, but you are not. You have a very strong soul Kate Beckett."
"What do I tell Castle, or Captain Gates. I could lose my job Castiel."
"Just trust us. Everything will be all right."
"I don't know how it could, but I guess I don't have much of an option right?"
"Right," Castiel said. Kate could almost hear amusement in his voice.
"Okay."
"Good."
Click. The line went dead.
Kate sighed and handed the phone back to Sam. He tried to smile comfortingly.
"Still feel like you're going to faint?"
"I don't think so..."
"Good. I think you should go home.
"Yeah..."
"and I would appreciate it if you, ya know, didn't tell anybody," Sam added. Kate nodded.
If she did, they would think she was nuts.
Not the longest it's ever taken me to write a chapter for this story.