"I don't see any kind of activity that says demon in that area." Bobby's voice was a trivial comfort through her speaker. "My guess is everything that came out that gateway knew well enough to get away from it. No sense in risking it."
"Alright, thanks for checking Bobby."
"Sure, it's good to hear from you. You two take care of yourselves."
"Yeah, you too." She closed her phone and slipped it back into her bag. "He says there's nothing."
"Good, less interruptions then."
She didn't think it was good news. You'd think there would be something hanging around the area, guarding the gateway. The lack of a demon presence made it seem like there was nothing to protect. Her hope faded some but she forced herself not to slip further into her comfortable sense of failure. There are other options after this one.
Sam pulled into the cemetery and parked at the end of the road. They got out with caution, in a location like this it was smarter to expect the worst. She handed him the colt.
"Let's do this."
They gathered as many supplies as they could carry in the event of another flood of demons escaping. Just because they didn't stop to chat the first time didn't mean it couldn't happen. They had to be ready.
He headed the way towards the crypt, a familiar wave of nostalgia washed over him as they got closer. What a night that was; the night Yellow Eyes finally got what was coming to him. Seeing the light go out in him was one of those moments that made hunting make sense.
They looked at each other as they stood in front of the door. Kayla gave him a nod of encouragement and he slid the colt into the slot. It clicked into place with ease and he firmly shifted it sideways. He felt the stone beneath it shift in sequence, but nothing happened. Sam repeated the action with the same result.
"It's not doing anything."
"What do you mean it's not doing anything?"
"I mean…nothing is happening."
Not that she didn't believe him, but she took hold of the colt and tried it for herself. This is why there was nothing guarding the gateway-they didn't have a way to open it. Either it had to be the colt or maybe it was just a one time deal.
"Well that's…uneventful." She sighed quietly. Of course it wasn't going to be that easy, if it was everyone would be making crossroads deals. She'd definitely be up to making a deal right now.
He holstered the gun. "So we'll try something else."
They stayed at that cemetery for four hours. Ritual after ritual, spell after spell and nothing made that damn door budge. They ran out of things to try before they ran out of the resources to do them. So far the score was 0-1.
Sam risked a side glance to her as they gathered the remaining supplies. "You ok?"
And she had been, until he'd asked. It was hearing it out loud that set her off and she hated herself for not stopping the tears that came to her eyes. Wasn't a straight two weeks of this enough? She immediately turned away from him and started back to the car.
"Kayla it's ok."
"How is it ok?!" She snapped, then gathered herself. "I'm sorry."
He walked a few steps behind her. "I meant it's ok to react that way."
"I'm fine. Let's just get out of here."
"I didn't mean…"
"When we came out here the first time, didn't you say something about a vampire nest?"
"What?" Did she just completely change the subject?
"I thought you said there was a nest nearby."
He paused. "Uh, yeah. Rumored anyway. But it's a couple hours…"
"Let's do that."
"You want to hunt?" He sounded surprised.
I want to kill something. She realized he'd probably heard that. "I just want a distraction."
He thought over the hunt; going after vampires without the colt? They'd have to take the heads off and on a large scale it would be near impossible. To try to kill one before the others get to you, damn. It was pretty close to suicidal. And exactly what he could go for right now. From the look on her face she was in the same mindset. With a nod he opened the trunk of the Impala so they could switch their arsenal.
"So let's bag up some vampires."
She didn't smile, just nodded in agreement before setting her pistol into the trunk. Kayla took a dagger from its case and unscrewed the top of the dead man's blood. She poured some of the contents into the casing and slipped it back in. "Let's go."
