Authors Note: I'm sorry about the scare ;) , I did write that kind of scary didn't I? My bad, sometimes I just get carried away *grins evilly*. Thank you so much for reading and reviewing, I love the feedback and I hope you like this next chapter.

This particular chapter is dedicated to Dean and Sam Winchester, my hero's *giggles*.

-Abby-

Abby sometimes got bad feelings that just wouldn't leave her alone, like an hour ago she felt like she needed to check on Connor and Jess both, when she got to Jess flat she was more than a little surprised to see that Becker's car was parked out front. She half wondered if there was a party going on and she wasn't invited.

She got out of her car quickly even thought there really was no reason to rush, the bad feeling was growing more menacingly in her stomach however. It was when Abby had reached the last flight of steps leading into up to Jess's flat did she hear it.

"BECKER! CONNOR! HELP ME PLEASE!" Jess yelled…no…screamed. Abby acted without second guessing her decision. She ran up the stairs to Jess front door, with two hard kicks she busted the door open – it practically feel from its hinges.

"Jess." She called out stepping into the now quite flat fumbling for the light switch that she knew was there somewhere. When she turned it on she saw nothing out of the ordinary right away. "Jessica?" She tried again – hearing a little whimper.

"Abby." Jess voice was weak and barely auditable coming from the floor right behind the kitchen counter; quickly Abby rounded that corner gasping as she saw Jess on the floor.

Jess leg looked like something had taken a huge bite out of it, there was blood smeared all across the floor, it looked like someone had been killed.

"Oh my god Jess, did a creature attack you?" Abby asked dropping to her knees beside Jess to look at the injury more closely. To Abby's confused shock Jess let out a hard laugh at her question

"I guess you could say that." Jess deadpanned, Abby was about to ask for a better explanation that that when she heard Connor's voice coming from upstairs. She had somehow forgotten that he now practically lived here with Jess – powerful anger washed over her – why hadn't he helped Jess? Her anger vanished as quickly has it had come when another thought came to her, was Connor hurt as well?

"Abby is that you?" Connor called out his voice was muffled, but as far as Abby could tell he sounded uninjured.

"Becker and Connor are locked in my room…please…see if they are alright." Jess pleaded, Abby didn't want to leave her but she had to check on her boyfriend as well. She quickly ran to Jess's bedroom and tried to pull open the door…it wouldn't budge. She tried again to no anvil, it wasn't until she let the door knob go did it seem to – open on its own - as if some unseen force had abruptly decided to stop keeping it closed.

'What the hell?' Abby wondered, then without so much as a glance at her Becker came through the door practically running into the kitchen where Jess was. Abby looked over her shoulder at the captains retreating form when she was pulled into a familiar hug. Automatically she turned into Connor embrace - hugging him back, she felt tears on her neck as he buried his face into her shoulder.

"Connor what's going on?" She asked pulling back and kissing him comfortingly, Connor took a deep breath and after a while of working on getting his composure back he took one steady breath, "Well Ab's it all started with Jess's TV…"

-Becker-

Becker had taken Jess to the emergency room in spite of her protests that they could handle it at home, whatever that thing was it had somehow caused considerable damage to her leg and it needed to be attended too by a professional.

The nurse that was helping them was to both their surprise – American. Being always observant, Becker noticed but didn't think anything of it at the time – that the nurse looked a little too closely at Jess's injury with a keen expression after a moment. Wordlessly the American patched Jess up and left Becker and her alone.

When Becker was sure they were completely alone he kissed Jess gently on the lips, Jess didn't withhold but didn't entirely kiss him back either. He hated to possibly start an argument with her like this but he felt like he has failed her and he wanted some answers.

"Jess why didn't you come to me when this first started?" He asked, Jess turned to look at him giving him a perfect 'seriously, you have to ask that' facial expression, Becker slightly gawked at her.

"I didn't think you would believe me." Jess replied refusing to meet Beckers' gaze, in all honestly Becker knew that she had done what was the logical thing. Connor was very open minded and Becker would never outright admit it, but if he was in Jess's situation he would have done the same thing.

Becker was searching for what to say next when the curtains parted and the American, now dressed in civilian attire came into their area closing the curtain around them as she turned and looked at the Captain and Jess.

"Uh…who are you?" Jess asked meekly as Becker made a move to stand up, a wave of protectiveness coming over him.

"My name is Kennedy Trujillo…it has been a long time since I have seen a hellhounds bite, it really did on hell of a number on you girl." The American broke in without any hesitation.

Going with his first instinct Becker replied. "I…don't know what you're talking about, she was attacked by a German Sheppard while…" The girl named Kennedy held up her hand shaking her head, clearly she didn't buy the story Becker hand told when they first came.

"Oh Please – that is the worst excuse if I had ever heard one, the dimensions of the injury certainly don't match any dogs bite – I had to lie on your medical record about it. I know a hellhound bite when I see one, seriously how did you manage to summon one that could pack that kind of a bite force? Or did you piss off a daemon?" She asked, Becker and Jess exchanged confused and apprehensive glances. Becker didn't know how to respond to this cheeky American, he wanted to think that she was crazy but after what he had seen tonight it seemed that this stranger knew more about this whole situation than him or Jess did.

There was an awkward moment of silence as they all stared at one another. Letting out a tolerant sigh the American pulled up a chair and sat in it.

"I take it you have no idea what I'm talking about do you?" Kennedy asked, Becker didn't respond but Jess shook her head.

"Figures, let's start again, my name is Kennedy Trujillo and I'm a nurse, however I have some odd extracurricular activates I participate in – I'm a demon hunter, and as far as I can tell you have a serious problem."

To be Continued…