CHAPTER 19

Shannon opened her eyes, convinced she was dead. Then pain hit her like a tidal wave, telling her she wasn't. Nobody could be dead and in this much pain. Moaning softly she tried to move, only to realize the roof of the SUV was pinning her in place.

"You all right?"

"I'm stuck."

Glenn groaned, dragging himself from the debris. He checked to make sure everything was intact before walking around to Shannon's side. "You can't move at all?"

Shannon experimentally tried to wiggle. "Just a bit."

"Try to move towards me." Glenn got onto his stomach, reaching for her hands.

Shannon wiggled some more, moving her body towards the dim light, allowing Glenn to help. She gritted her teeth as glass and metal dug into her back, mentally vowing to kill those bitches.

Suddenly Glenn let her go, screaming bloody murder.

Shannon quickly finished getting out of the wreck, panic fueling her. She found Glenn pinned to the ground, face up with a crowbar pinning his body to the ground.

Isis and Jaden were standing over him, both looking grim.

"I think you missed his heart." Jaden said conversationally, gesturing to the bar.

"I think I did too." Isis leaned forward a bit, eyeing Glenn. "Tell me darlin', how far off was I?"

"You bitch!" He spat, struggling to free himself.

Shannon moved forward to aid him only to wind up punched to the ground, Jaden towering over her.

"Hi, remember me?" Jaden cracked her knuckles. "We're not in the ring anymore honey, I can kill you now at my leisure."

Shannon scooted back, actually fearing for her life, the look in Jaden's eyes not boding well for her. "Listen, can we talk about this?" She pleaded.

"No." Jaden said quietly. "You killed Matt… you tried to maim me… I'm sorry but you have to die."

Shannon rolled out of the way as Jaden lunged for her, crying out in pain when she felt a hard kick connect with the back of her ankle, snapping it in two.

Isis watched from her place near Glenn, not usually into this kind of cruelty but knowing the two had brought it upon themselves.

"Isis, sweetheart, please." Glenn pleaded. "It's me baby, it's Glenn."

"I know who you are." She replied softly.

"Then why?"

Isis didn't answer him, instead watching as Jaden grabbed a handful of Shannon's blood red hair, jerking her up onto her feet.

Shannon was sobbing incoherently, knowing that she was actually going to die and it was going to very likely be painful.

Jaden bared her fangs, her eyes glinting wickedly. Slowly she lowered her head…

Shannon's cries turned to gasps.

"Shit!" Isis yelled, spotting flashing blue and red lights approaching. "Drop her Jaden, we got to run!"

Growling angrily, Jaden tossed Shannon aside. "Well isn't today your lucky day…" She murmured, more than a little pissed off that her revenge had been put on delay.

***

When the police finally reached the crash site, all they found were two seriously trashed vehicles and a lot of blood on the ground.

***

"That was very theraputic." Jaden commented as she and Isis picked their way through a swamp, heading in the direction they thought a town was.

"I thought so too." Isis replied, picking up a snake and tossing it out of her way.

"Gross! Watch where you fling those things will you?" Jaden shivered.

Isis glanced back at her, her eyes twinkling in amusement.

***

"Oh shit." Mark whispered, watching the television. His eyes widened when he seen the scene of the crash.

Jeff exhaled in relief when the reporter said no bodies had been found. "I hope that truck wasn't registered in your name."

"Hell no. Like I trusted Isis' driving enough to do that."

"I think we need to go find our girls."

"I think so too."

***

Glenn and Shannon watched from a nearby wood as reporters and cops combed the crash site, none of them thinking to get the woods.

"Christ…" Glenn hissed, easing himself down into a reclining position against a tree. "Those bitches."

Shannon eyed the wound worriedly. "Will that heal?"

"Yeah, give it time." He winced, feeling the still gaping hole in his stomach. "That hurt like a son of a bitch."

"They'll pay honey." Shannon promised.

"I know they will."

***

"How much longer?" Isis groaned. "This damn swamp doesn't wanna end."

"You noticed too huh?" Jaden asked sarcastically, staring down at her completely ruined leather boots. "Man, why us?"

"Apparently fate decided to pick on us tonight."

"Fuck fate…" Jaden sat down on a nearby stump. "I've got to do something about this, these heels are killing me."

Isis watched, amused as Jaden broke off the heels to her boots. "You'd think being supernatural would help out in that department wouldn't you?"

"I think immortality ought to come with a fucking handbook."

"I second that."

***

"Hey, there they are!"

Mark looked off to where Jeff was pointing and started running in that direction, catching Isis in his arms. "What the hell happened?"

Isis said something but it was too muffled to make out.

Jaden disengaged herself from Jeff's own tight grasp. "Those morons came up behind us on the highway, we led a merry ol' chase and ended up rolling on a hill."

"That part we knew," Jeff said quietly. "It was all over the news."

"Really?"

"Lucky they didn't get anyone's faces." Mark said sternly.

"Lucky we didn't go up in flames." Isis shot back, pushing him away. "Don't look at me like that, it's not our fault Glenn decided to pretend he was fucken Speed Racer!"

Jaden and Jeff turned away, hunching over, trying not to giggle.

Mark just stared at her. "You could've died." He said finally, in a flat voice.

"That was the point I was tryin' to make." She replied, crossing her arms over her chest. "Like I said, Jeff Gordan back there tried to murder us, what part of that didn't you catch on the news?"

"Isis…"

"I don't know about the rest of you but I've had enough excitement for one evening, I'm heading home." Jaden announced, taking Jeff's hand and walking off.

"Can we go?" Isis asked pointedly. "If you don't mind I'd like to go have nightmares now. Ones where Jaden and I are dying from a horrible car accident."

"That's not funny."

***

"Shit…" Glenn hissed, staring at himself in the cracked mirror of the cheap motel he and Shannon had stumbled upon. He gingerly poked the hole in his stomach, watching as it gaped around his finger. It was healing, but very slowly. It had finally stopped bleeding, which was good, he was actually afraid he might die from blood loss.

Oh the irony.

"Iron…" He whispered. "Iron!"

Shannon glanced up from the bed where she had been perusing a magazine only half interested. "Huh?"

"Iron! In mythology iron is one thing that can generally harm or kill almost any supernatural being."

Shannon nodded slowly, still not seeing where this was going.

Glenn sighed, rolling his vivid blue eyes dramatically. "The crowbar was iron sweetie, following me so far?"

Shannon nodded, this time feeling stupid.

"Iron is what is causing me to heal so slowly, understand that?"

"I got it."

He smiled at the steely clip to her voice.

***