"Sorry" the man muttered.
Katie scowled and turned away. She touched the window sill and smelled the yellow powder on her fingertips. She grimaced and nodded absently, definitely sulfur. "You threatened a Federal agent, you're lucky I haven't decided to arrest you."
He gulped nervously, "What are you doing here?"
Kate wiped her fingertips on the inside of her jacket, "Investigating the suicide of Jenny Wallas."
He still looked confused but he seemed to understand. "Jen."
"Were you involved with her?" Kate asked softly.
Tears pooled in his eyes, "I was going to ask her to marry me."
She shook her head sympathetically, "My condolences."
He nodded at her with a sniff.
She leaned forward, "Would you mind if I asked you some questions?" She asked gently.
he waved his hand in answer and sat down heavily on the sofa.
"Did you," She scratched her head nervously, "Did you notice anything different about Jenny in the time before she died?"
He frowned and sighed, "She was harsh."
"What do you mean sir?" Kate shifted her belt to better hide her stele.
He closed his eyes with a shake of the head, "I mean she was meaner than I'd ever seen her, it wasn't like her."
Kate made a mental note, "Did anything unusual happen?"
He gave her a blank look. "I just told you."
She bit her lip, "I mean did you have anything flickering lights, strange noises smell any sulfur?" She asked slowly unsure of his reaction.
He cast her a fearful look. "Just the smell. I still can't get it out of my head, she smelt like rotten eggs." He frowned. "It was weird."
She reached forward to put her hand on his shoulder. She opened her mouth to say something then shook her head, "Sorry what was your name?"
He chuckled reluctantly,"My name is Kevin."
"kevin." She looked at him evenly, "Look Kevin, I know your confused. And I know that you should trust your instincts."
He glanced at her with a confused expression.
"The other people my partners and I have spoken to are adamant that Jenny didn't kill herself." Kate blinked, "And I think they might be right."
Tears dripped down Kevin's face but he didn't say anything.
"If I find any news you'll be the first to know." Kate said quietly and walked out of the room.
Kate got into the drivers seat of the rental car and pulled out her cell phone. She dialed Dean's number. He answered on the second ring. "God, I hate talking to the boyfriends."
Dean laughed, "what did he say?"
"Well we definitely have a demon in town." She sighed, "I'm going to go back to that bar, there was something off about the bartender."
"Be careful." He warned. "I'm wrapping it up here I'll meet you there."
"You got it." She said pulling the phone away from her ear.
Dean's voice shouted through the receiver and she put it back against her ear, "You wait for me before going in ya hear?"
"Yeah, yeah." She laughed hanging up and starting the car.
"I miss my car." She whimpered. She hated driving rental cars, they had no power. Unlike the impala and her 1980 camero.
She pulled into a parking space in front of the bar. There were only a few other cars in lot. Kate flipped open the center consul where she had stored some holy water and seraph blades. She slid a knife into each of her sleeves and the holy water into her pocket. She shook her head at her own stupidity but she wasn't about to wait for Sam and Dean.
She opened the door and got out of the car. "Here we go." She muttered and walked inside the bar.
It was eerily quiet. Only a handful of people sitting at tables in the corners of the room. The bartender watched her warily as she approached the counter. The eyes of everyone in the bar were on her and apprehension tingled on her skin. She reached the bar and noticed out of the corners of her eyes that the people sitting had risen to their feet.
The bartender pulled the rag from his shoulder and set it on the counter with a grin. "You shouldn't have come here" he shook his head in mock sadness, "Shadowhunter."
Kate was as taut as a wire. Her keen senses observing everything in the room and not enjoy the odds. Eight to one didn't seem good. Kate sighed grimly and shifted into a defensive position. She loosened the knives in her sleeves and let the blades fall into her waiting palms. She flipped both of the blades in her hands to grip them more tightly. All the demons but the bartender charged. Kate whirled in place to face the oncoming charge better. She feinted to the right and lashed out with her left arm, slashing the throat of the demon nearest her.
She kicked out with her left leg pushing a demon back into another. A blow from the right landed on her shoulder and ducked down, her arm sweeping down in a quick arc. A demon fell and KAte lurched to her feet. A demon grabbed her from behind. With a yell Kate kicked out in front of her and used another demon to flip herself backwards and out of the demon's grasp.
Kate, panting, took a few steps backward and surveyed the remaining five demons who were quickly closing in on her. She cursed inwardly wishing she had drawn runes on herself and waited for her brothers. She flipped her hair out of her eyes and waited for one of the demons to get close enough. "Who's next?" She growled.
The demon's just stared at her, their black eyes narrowed in dislike.
"What?" She said cockily, "Big Bad demons afraid of the little Angel?"
The demon's hissed and crept closer, circling, trying to keep her surrounded. Kate didn't wait for them to close in, she ducked to the right and grabbed a demon by the arm turning her around and stabbing through the back. She heaved the body off into another demon with a grunt.
She yelled as a demon yanked on her hair. The other three demons rushed at her as the doors burst open. Sam and Dean charged in guns in hand firing at random. The three that charged at Kate were distracted enough that she was able to get away from the other demon. All this time the bartender was still watching from behind the counter.
Kate tossed one seraph blade to Dean who dispatched two demons while Kate handled the others.
"Nice work Winchesters." The bartender said appreciatively. Kate didn't give him the chance to leave his host's body before she threw her knife. It embedded itself right in the demon's chest. He looked at it in confusion and fell to the ground, out of sight.
Katie's chest heaved as she panted. Sam sighed and Dean shook his head half in exasperation, half in anger. "How many times do I have to tell you to wait!"
She laughed breathlessly and walked around the counter to retrieve her blade. With the rag the bartender left on the counter she wiped the blood off the glowing crystal. "Until it sinks in?" She took her other knife back from him, "Maybe a thousand."