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Part 15:
"How's it goin'?"
Kae rubbed the back of her neck irritably as she made her way out of Dr. Cartwright's office. Martin grinned at her before following her as she made her way down the hall.
"Not now Martin." her hands were shaking slightly.
Damn her. Damn Dr. Cartwright for making her talk about Lucifer! It had taken all of her will power not to strangle the woman.
"If you're looking for Sam and Dean, they're working on taking it down."
She sighed.
"Taking what down?"
"A wraith," he replied.
Kae felt her insides go cold.
"What?"
"Have you seen Kae?"
Martin merely shrugged, concentrating on the painting he was working on. Dean ground his teeth in frustration; Sam was on lockdown for attacking Dr. Fuller, whom they'd assumed was the wraith.
The doctor was clean.
"Martin c'mon, work with me alright?" Dean said patiently. "Have you seen her?"
Martin paused and set his brush aside before looking at the younger man. "She went after the wraith."
"You told her?!" Dean snarled, anger funneling though his veins at Martin's words.
Martin shrugged and reached for the paint brush again.
"I figured she should know, I mean - the three of you came here for the case, right?" he frowned. "What, you're not like...involved, are you?"
Dean barely heard him as he ran from the room.
Kae's nails dug into her arms as she watched one of the mirrors near the ceiling of the nurse's station.
It had to be a wraith. A wraith.
What if it was Diana? The wraith she'd been searching for for two years?
"Kae?"
She flinched and looked around to see a nurse staring at her. "You alright honey?"
"No." she said shortly. "Leave me alone."
"I think you might need some rest," the nurse hissed, grabbing her arm forcibly. When Kae tried to tug it out of her grip, she caught a glimpse of them in the mirror. The nurse wasn't human.
The nurse was the wraith.
"If you come with me willingly, I won't drill out your boyfriend's brains," the nurse told her, smiling brightly as she rubbed Kae's arms. "and he's well on his way to being locked up nice and tight, just like his brother."
"If you hurt him, so help me God -"
The wraith rolled her eyes and tugged Kae down the hall.
"I'll make him suffer, don't you worry." she turned to grin maliciously at the other woman. "Or maybe I already did."
Kae let the monster drag her far enough until they came to a storage room. She took a deep breath and made sure other patients and doctors weren't in sight as she made her move, shoving the wraith hard - so hard that she crashed through the door into the storage room.
"You're dead." she snarled before lunging at the monster.
It took Dean forever to find Kae - the commotion and the frightened patients and doctors made it easy; of course with a nurse pinning a patient to the ground appearing to be about to inject her with something, the doctors chalked it up to an outburst, and let the nurse handle her.
Dean knew better - the 'syringe' in her hand was anything but. She had Kae pinned down, the tip of the skewer that had extended from her wrist just centimeters from the skin of Kae's neck. Both were bloody and bruised, and Kae was still struggling.
His grip on the silver box cutter in his hand tightened to the point it was painful.
"Hey!"
The skewer had barely broken Kae's skin before the wraith heard him and turned around, distracted. It gave Kae the chance to throw her off. "Dean!"
He tossed her the box cutter just as the wraith moved to attack him. In two quick moves, Kae had managed to tackle her, digging her knee forcibly into the wraith's spine (probably breaking it, but Kae couldn't be bothered to care) as she stabbed at the wraith's neck - repeatedly.
Dean watched her apprehensively as she stayed where she was when the creature below her finally no longer moved, the box cutter falling to her hand with a small clatter.
"Kae?" he said quietly.
She didn't respond. He moved over to her slowly and touched her shoulder. She flinched and nearly kicked his feet out from under him, stopping herself as she realized that the wraith was dead.
It wasn't the same wraith.
"Kae?" Dean repeated as he helped her to her feet. "It's okay - she's dead."
"It wasn't the one I was looking for," Kae whispered, looking up at him with eyes full of tears. "It wasn't the same one, Dean."
"Yeah." his arms came around her hesitantly and he sighed, relieved that she seemed to be coming back to herself. "We'll find the bitch okay? Just gonna take some time, that's all."
"You promise?" Kae looked up at him, taking several deep breaths to calm herself as she reluctantly stared up at him. "You promise we'll find her?"
Dean nodded.
"I promise." he paused. "C'mon - let's grab Sam and get the hell out of here."
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