It became a shitshow way too fast. I went back to my room after Mick's briefing, giving them all enough time to speak with each other and get things sorted out. Ketch was out there somewhere, and it made me curious. He didn't usually just leave. I wasn't worried for him, I knew he could handle himself just fine.

I was just curious.

Then I heard a shout, and I couldn't be curious anymore. It was womanly, and I knew Mary wasn't one to freak out in fear. Serena, then.

I searched my room for only a moment, shoving a few ingredients I kept for small tests of different spells in to my pockets (mostly just things to make sure I could keep walking around without difficulties) before I hauled ass outta there and towards the shouting. Then I heard Mary and Sam over the intercoms.

"Fall back." Clear. Calm. Precise. Mary's voice.

"Lock this place down now!" Sam's voice in the background, definitely much more urgent than Mary's but still just as commanding.

"Fall back." Mary repeated. "Secure all exits. Do not engage. Fall back now."

"Like hell." I muttered, flicking my wrists. My angel blades fell perfectly in to place, and I smiled. I could take on whatever was in here.

Once I got to the main room, I saw Mick. "What's going on?"

"Vampires." He said. "More Rest. They came here."

"Where's Mary and Sam?"

"They went outside." Serena explained, pointing at the bolted door. I stared at it for a moment before turning back to Mick.

"There may be a few things I didn't let you know I could do." I admitted, shooting him an apologetic look. "I'll get them back in here if I need to. Pierce," I looked at the Hunter. "Stay here."

"I'll protect the Brits." He promised. I nodded, and disappeared out the door to the outside.

"Mick is gonna give me hell for that later." I muttered, glancing quickly. There they were, maybe fifty feet to my right. I was about to sprint towards them, but I heard a snarl to my left. I ducked, acting on instinct, and watched as a vampire soared over my head. It was going for a lunge. I stayed crouched, watching as it got up. I threw a blade once I had a clear shot at its chest, and that was one less vamp to worry about. I snagged my blade quickly, running to join Sam and Mary. One was behind Mary. She was decapitating another, she didn't see it.

I popped up in front of it, holding out my angel blade. It ran right in to it, looking confused for just a moment before it died.

"Kylie?!" Sam said, bewildered.

"Hiya." I said, offering him a small wave. "What's the plan?"

"Capture." Mary responded. I didn't even question it.

"I've got an idea." I offered.

"Go for it." Sam ordered. I nodded, glancing back over at Mary.

"Containment room." I said. That was the one room specifically made so I could disappear and reappear in to it (except usually during those times the wardings around the place were down). It was right next to the meeting room, but they wouldn't be getting out anytime soon. Usually when I brought a vampire in there, he was already knocked out with the chamomile spell. I didn't have any on me. I'd have to get creative and be extremely fast.

"Do it." Mary agreed. I got to work, disappearing behind vampires and dropping them off there one by one. It was tiring. I wasn't used to disappearing and reappearing this much, and the wardings around the compound, damn. I may be able to get in and out, but not easily. Not even close. I got in about four different More Rest vamps before I knew I would need a moment, and soon. I dropped myself between Mary and Sam then, putting hands on both their shoulders.

"That'll have to do." I told them. "Let's get in."

Once I had them inside at the main meeting room, I slumped in the nearest chair. "You alright Little Winchester?" Pierce asked.

"Just need, like, an hour nap and a power bar." I answered. "Other than that, I'm fine." I wiped a bit of sweat from my face. "Never done that much teleporting before, and my way around the wardings here isn't quite perfect."

"We'll talk about that later." Mick told me, looking around at everyone in the room. "I need a status report, now."

"Doors locked?" Pierce asked. Mary nodded.

"For now." She said grimly. I didn't quite like the sound of that.

"The rest," Morehead said, focusing on the exterior cameras. "They're spreading out, surrounding the building."

"How'd they find us?" Mick asked, looking around at all of us. "How'd they even know who we are?" Nobody quite had an answer. I grimaced, looking back at that containment room.

"Hold on." I muttered, reaching in to my pockets. I needed something to freeze him… Hadn't I tried a freezing spell on Dean a while back, when he was a demon? Yeah, I had. It hadn't worked for long, but it was long enough.

I had the ingredients. It would totally work on a vampire, keep him frozen in place while we asked questions. Definitely would work a lot longer on it that it had on Dean.

I pulled what I needed out of my pockets, just a bit of ground up alumroot. I jumped in to the unit, appearing behind the vampire farthest away from the rest. Male. Hopefully will do.

"Rigescunt indutae," I whispered, blowing it on him. The others turned in an instant, ready to grab me, but I was able to move fast enough. I got him back out in front of the others, panting heavily.

That was probably it for me on teleporting.

"Ask it," I seethed, returning to sit in my chair. Mick didn't wait to stare confused, he went on to ask the damn thing how in the hell they found us.

And the son of a bitch laughed. "He told us." He said, sounding like he was speaking out of hope and adoration. "He's back to save us all. Our father."

"Your father?" Sam's voice paled. "The… The Alpha?"

"I thought you guys said he was in Morocco!" I shouted, looking around.

"That's where our Intel has him." Serena explained. "He's been there for at least a decade." I sunk in my chair, glaring. Sam looked furious.

"Wrong." He said. "I met him five years ago in Hoople, North Dakota."

"You're dead." The vampire jeered, still laughing at all of us. "You're all dead!" It kept laughing as Mary decapitated it, something that I was extremely grateful for. At this rate, I wasn't quite certain I could've gotten him back in there myself.

"Your, uh, extermination plan," Sam asked, looking around at all of us. "Did it have any contingencies for this?"

"No." Mick admitted gruffly. Sam chuckled quietly.

"Coms are out." Serena reported before turning to me. "What about a scrying spell?" She asked. "If we can get a message to England, bring in reinforcements," I shook my head.

"First off, I'm out for playing 'where's Kylie' for a bit," I started, wiping the sweat off my face again. Unless I wanted to pass out, I wouldn't be showing up and around anywhere unless I was going from unwarded area to unwarded area, and even then it would only be one other person with me at a time. None of that would work.

"We can't wait for backup, anyways." Sam added. Serena looked like she was ready to argue, but Mary cut in.

"No, he's right." Mary defended. "This place was not built for defense, and those doors will not hold long. Okay," she looked around the room. "Who here has ever killed anything?" I raised my hand, as did Pierce. Mary and Sam were the only other ones who had. Mary let out a sigh. "Great."

"All right, we gotta arm up." Sam ordered. "Everybody, weapons on the table. Blades, guns, spells..." We all complied, with me laying out everything I'd had on me for spell ingredients as well as showing him my angel blades. I didn't lay them out on the table though, and Sam didn't make me. He knew I wouldn't give these up, no matter the situation.

All in all, though, we didn't have a lot to work with. "Is this it?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." Mick admitted.

"That's not enough." Mary stated.

"Most of our weapons are in the Armory," Mick explained. "Including the AVD." I'd made that one. Proud of myself for it, too.

"We could set it off in the vents." Mary theorized. "Maximize coverage, use the gas like the bug bomb."

"Will that kill the Alpha?" Mick asked. Sam laughed.

"Kill?" He scoffed. "Doubt it. Hurt? Maybe." He looked at the weapons one more time before turning to me and Mary. "You got anything stronger?" I looked over at Mary, and I could tell she had an idea. Mary turned to Mick.

"Where is it?" She asked. Mick understood automatically, and reached under the table to lift a case on to the table. He opened it quickly, turning it around for Sam and I to see.

Sam exhaled sharply, and I couldn't help but do the same. When had they gotten the Colt? Why didn't I know sooner?

"Where'd you get this?" Sam asked.

"I stole it," Mary admitted. "From Ramiel."

So that had been her mission.

"Yeah, but it doesn't work." Mick said. "We've no bullets."

"Right, right," Sam said, thinking for a moment. "Right, um, okay. We make some, then." He looked over at me for that before turning to Mick. "Got the recipe from my buddy."

"Bobby Singer?" Mary asked.

"Yep." Sam answered. I wished he was alive, I wanted to buy the man a beer. "All right, Mick, Kylie, you're gonna need holy oil, sage, and myrrh. Do you have that here?" I nodded, not even looking at what we had. I knew what I'd brought. Always have a small baggie of holy oil with you. That's, like, rule 1.

"Yeah, we got it all."

"Okay, uh, make a tincture, coat a silver bullet." Sam explained, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen from the table. He started scribbling, and handed it to me when he was done. "Use this spell. It'll mimic the original etchings." I read over it. It would work. It would definitely work.

"And that'll work?"

"It will." I promised.

"It better." Sam agreed. "If not, start praying, 'cause we'll need a miracle." I thought of Castiel for a moment when he said that. For once, I was glad he wasn't here. I didn't want him worrying or in danger. "Where's the Armory?" Sam asked.

"I'll take you." Mary promised.

"I got your back." Pierce added. Sam nodded.

"Get to work." He told me, pointing at the entrance. "Keep that door locked."

I nodded, standing up. I looked around for anything that could be a source of food, and saw Mick rummaging through his pockets. He pulled out an apple and tossed it to me. "Why do you have an apple in your jacket pocket?" I asked.

"Why are you able to get in and out of the main room with magic?" He responded. I took a bite out of the apple, nodding. He had a fair point.

I got to work, reading over the spell and instructions as I almost inhaled my snack. I was extremely thankful then that I made Mick keep some spellwork items in here in case I needed to do something in the meeting room. A bowl, a few things for crushing, one or two random ingredients, all useful for making a tincture. It was time-consuming, but if I didn't do it right we were screwed. Serena unloaded silver bullets while Alton stayed on the cameras. I had Mick work the spell with me, and once it was ready he passed me bullets as I went one by one.

"Signum est imitandum," I whispered, coating the bullet in the mix. "Signum est imitandum." I handed it back to Mick when I was done, and he set it in his pocket. He was about to hand me another bullet when there was loud banging on the door.

"It's me!" Pierce, shouting as though he was about to die. "Open the damn door!" Alton hurried to do so, walking back to the cameras when he was done.

"What happened?" Alton asked. I stopped, then. Something felt wrong. Old. Ancient. Pissed as all hell.

"It's bad out there." Pierce said, but his voice was just as wrong as the room felt. It wasn't scared anymore. It was… almost mocking. I looked up just in time to see a new person stab Alton in the back as they walked in the room, absolute and ancient power radiating from it's very being.

As it retracted it's hand, I saw claws retract back in to the fingernails.

The Alpha Vampire.

"Pretty bad in here, too, huh?" Pierce commented, smiling. Serena shook her head, terrified.

"No!" She shouted, starting to run. She wasn't fast enough, though. The Alpha grabbed her, and I watched as it drank her dry, somehow avoiding getting any blood on its suit.

Once the Alpha finished, he smiled at us.

"I've heard of you," he stated, pointing at me. "You're new. You're different. You have mixed blood." He leaned his head back slightly, inhaling for a long time before smiling again. "It smells delicious." I flicked my wrists instantly at that, and felt both my blades fall back to my palms.

"Told you she was special." Pierce said, grinning at me too.

"Pierce!" Mick shouted, gaining the attention of both of them. "You're a Hunter!"

"Yes," the Alpha agreed. "My hunter. Pierce and I have an arrangement. He keeps me off the radar, and I pay him very, very well."

"Alimony's a bitch." Pierce added.

"I'm old." The Alpha said. "I like living quietly. You've been making my life awfully noisy lately." He looked at me and Mick in turn. "You've killed so many of my children. I've seen your work. In England, I didn't get involved because, well, it's England. But America," he paused, nodding. "Yes. America is my home. And it's time that you get off my lawn."

"Bite me." I hissed. He just laughed.

"Oh, I intend to." The Alpha promised, strutting slowly around the room. I kept Mick behind me, my blades in front of me for defense. Pierce kept his post, though. If I got close enough to him while keeping the Alpha a fair distance away, I would kill that bastard. "Here's what you're going to do," the Alpha stated. "We will bring your communications back online. You will make a call to your superiors in London. You'll admit defeat. You will tell them to cancel this American incursion. Then they'll watch as I devour you," I heard Mick gulp quietly behind me, and knew that the Alpha heard it as well. "Live, onscreen. Hmm, yes, it's a bit messy, but sometimes one does have to make a point."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw blonde and brown hair. A second later Pierce was groaning and falling to the floor. "Don't!" Sam ordered, raising the Colt at the Alpha. The vampire just chuckled.

"Ah, my, my. The Colt. Powerful weapon." He didn't seem too worried about it, though. "Sam, you are aware that there are five creatures on this Earth that gun cannot kill. I'm one of them." I knew that. I also knew he was lying. I'd been doing research trying to figure out the other four things that damn thing couldn't kill.

"Bullshit!" I shouted. "If that were true, we'd all be dead already."

"That gun can't save all of you." The Alpha pointed out, looking from me to Sam.

"Who said I was here to save all of us?" Sam asked. I fought the urge to look at him. "My family and I, we kill vamps when they get out of line. And you've let us."

"I have many children, Sam." The Alpha reminded him. "What's one, two, here or there?"

"Exactly. So? Let my mom and me go." I couldn't help but feel a little hurt at that. "We'll walk away, go back to the way things were, to the way things are supposed to be. Hunters and vampires, cops and robbers, a fair fight."

"And as for the Brit and the witch?" The Alpha asked. Said Brit was still standing behind me.

"You can have the Brit," Sam said. "But we want Kylie."

"Sam," I said cautiously, keeping my eye on the Alpha.

"What are you doing?" Mary finished for me.

"Picking a side." Sam answered. I felt a mixture of happiness and fear. Sam had just picked me to be on his side. Sam wanted me with him and Mary.

For just a moment, I couldn't help but feel the smallest twinge of happiness and hope.

Then Mick did what I thought was the stupidest thing he could've done. He lunged at Sam. "You bastard!" He screamed, his voice full of rage. I looked away at the men for just a second, and Mary was flung sideways by the Alpha. I reacted on instinct then, my body working on autopilot as I threw my blade at the vampire. He moved fast, but not quite exactly fast enough for the blade to miss him entirely. It hit his shoulder, and he smiled that same mocking, emotionless smile before throwing it back at me.

I screamed in pain as it lodged itself in my shoulder, and heard Sam shout for me and Mary as he got away from Mick and leveled the gun again.

I fought the urge to scream again and instead turned to scream at the dumbass that had just made a lunge at the only Hunter in the room over 6 feet tall. "Mick you FUCKING FUCK!" I took deep breaths, deciding to seethe in pain instead of screaming about it, or shouting at Mick more. That would come later, either after we got out of this miraculously alive or when my ghost was screaming at in a way that would scare the most hardcore poltergeist.

"Sam," the Alpha said, turning to look at him almost patronizingly. "You and I both know that gun isn't loaded."

"You sure?" Sam asked, cocking the gun. I looked over at Mick, and saw him smiling at me.

Mick had had the bullet in his pocket.

Mick wasn't a fucking fuck. He was a fucking genius.

"No." The Alpha said, laughing. It was as emotionless as the rest of him, but he knew. He knew he was done. "Clever, clever boy."

Sam fired once, and the Alpha was down.

He and Mary went to clear the rest of the vampires out while Mick helped me get the angel blade out of my shoulder in a way that wouldn't kill me. "I'm sorry for calling you a fucking fuck." I started.

"No worries." Mick replied, working to clean up the wound so that I could bandage it up and be fine. This wasn't one I was going to be able to heal on my own. Angel blade to the shoulder… That was lucky, but it wouldn't heal with magic. Not unless it was angel magic, and even then if I tried it on myself it would be finicky. I would have to let it heal normally. "And as for your abilities to get in and out of the compound as you please," I interrupted quickly.

"I swear it was just for emergency purposes." I stated. "And it was a bitch to get through all that warding, let me tell you." I whistled a bit for emphasis. "You guys really went all out on it this time." Mick just chuckled.

"I won't tell Ketch if you won't." He promised. I nodded. "Sounds good. And as for your reassignment request," I held my breath, waiting. "I'll have to confer with Ketch more on it, but I see no reason in why you wouldn't be able to work with the angel in finding Lucifer's child." He laughed again. "You may end up making more headway with him than he has been on his own, much less the rest of the Men of Letters back in London."

"Thank you, Mick." I said, breathing out a sigh of relief. "Thank you."