Kaitlyn POV
When AJ and I walked down the stairs to the main floor, I saw Dean storming out the door, slamming it as he left.
"I wonder what his problem is," AJ said. I shrugged my shoulders. I hope he's okay. He looked really upset. We walked to the kitchen to find Punk, Roman and Seth eating breakfast, and it smelled damn good! Sausage links, home fries and eggs! Seth even looked like he was having an omelet with vegetables and cheese. That looked really good!
"You ladies hungry," Roman asked us while taking another bite of his food.
"Yeah I am! What about you Katie," AJ replied happily. She's a little too happy for someone who was kidnapped.
"Yeah, I'm hungry too."
"Roman will take care of you," Punk told us as he takes a long sip of his coffee. "Just let him finish eating. He's been on patrol all night." AJ and I sat down next to each other at the breakfast bar and waited patiently for Roman to finish eating. It was really quiet for the next few minutes. I got the feeling that AJ and I had walked in on something. Maybe it had to with Dean walking out? Should I ask?
"Where's Dean," I ask aloud.
"He's going to the cemetery," Seth finally spoke up.
"Seth! Shut up," Roman yelled at him.
"Cemetery? Is he okay," I ask.
"He needs some space," Punk responded. "He always goes to the cemetery when he needs to clear his head."
"That's a little morbid. Any reason why he goes to the cemetery?"
"Why do you care so much, pup," Roman asked as he finished his breakfast and sat up from the breakfast bar. He walked over to the sink and washed his plate before he started cooking again. "What do you ladies want?"
"Um, I usually have home fries, two pancakes and one scrambled egg. Is that asking too much," AJ asked Roman.
"Don't pretend like you don't have a healthy appetite, April," Punk teased AJ.
"You just think you're SO funny, don't you," AJ yelled at him. Their interaction had Seth and me in a fit of giggles.
"What about you, pup" Roman asks me.
I stop giggling for a minute and think about it. I want to eat, but I'm really worried about Dean. Something is telling me that I should go find him. "Actually, could you put a hold on breakfast for me? I need to… get some air." I get up and walk out of the kitchen. I get to the entrance before Seth catches up with me and puts his hand on my shoulder. I turn around to look him face to face.
"Be careful when you go after Dean," he says.
"What do-"
"I know you're going after him, Kaitlyn. Dean went to visit our mom's grave. He usually doesn't like to be disturbed when he's there."
"Do you think he'll hurt me?"
"Not physically. Do you want to know where the cemetery is?" I nod my head slowly. "Remember your spot by the brook?"
"How do you know about that spot?" That was the spot I went to whenever I was about to transform. They must have followed me back to my spot that night. That's the only way he would have known about it.
"We know a lot of things Kaitlyn. Just follow the brook upstream and you'll come across an abandoned gated estate. The cemetery's on the other side west side of the house." I nod at him and thank him before exiting the house.
I walked for what seemed like forever! I figured that I would have run into Dean on my way to the cemetery, but I never did. How did he get there quickly while I'm still walking? I suppose he could have transformed. Surely his wolf form was faster than his human form, but then a thought occurred to me. Dean had total control over his transformations, as did Roman and Seth. That could only mean that they gave into the curse and hunted humans. I don't know how they could have done it. I know that having to go through the torture of transformation is awful, but it can't be worth it to have to kill the innocent. I was so wrapped in my own thoughts that I almost missed the estate. Boy Seth wasn't kidding when he said that it was abandoned. The gate was practically nonexistent. Most of the metal had rusted to the point where if I touched it, it would fall over without hesitation. Luckily, I didn't have to touch it. I saw a small opening along the gate. It looked as though had cut out the opening, but I couldn't tell if it was a recent job, or if it had been ages ago. Either way I slide through the opening and walk to the west side of the house. Well, what's left of the house any way. The poor thing doesn't even have a roof and the walls are barely standing. I continue to walk until I finally enter the cemetery. Usually, cemeteries give me the creeps, but this place seemed unusually tranquil. It's not long before I spot Dean. He is kneeling over a small tombstone that is laying flat on the ground. It looks like he is deep in thought. I don't want to disturb him so I stay a comfortable distance behind him.
"I know you're there, pup," he calls out to me. This guy is really perceptive.
"I guess I should have expected that you would." I tell him as I walk up to him. "Being a wolf and all, you know?" He completely ignores my comment and never breaks away from the tombstone.
"What are you doing here, and how did you find me?"
"Seth told me where you were, and I was worried about you."
"Worried? What's it to you how I am?"
"You have a point." He lifts up his head, but he doesn't look at me. "I mean you tried to kill me when we first met. The second time we met didn't go so well either. Not at first anyway."
"So if I was so horrible to you, then why are you worried about me?"
"It's only human to worry about someone else when they're hurt." That hit a nerve. He stood up quickly and turned around looking down at me. Was he always this tall? It's a little intimidating.
"You're not human, pup, and who says I'm hurt."
"No one needed to say it. I saw the look on your face just before you left the house." Dean's eyes widened slightly and then he turned his head away from me.
"What do you want Kaitlyn?"
"Dean, I don't know if you meant it or not last night, but when you hugged me and stroked my hair, you were being really nice to me. It made me believe that, maybe, you aren't as cold as you would like me to believe." Dean looked back at me and stepped closer to me. He looked me straight in my eyes. It was as though he was staring into my soul, and I just stood there frozen in my spot while looking up at him. I hardly noticed when he raised his hand to rest it on my cheek. This moment just got really intimate, and I'm getting very nervous. Despite my nerves, I melt into his hand and blink slowly. He looks at me and starts to speak.
"A girl like you needs to stay far away from a guy like me."
I'm confused by his comment. "What do you mean?"
"I'm just going to end up using you, Kaitlyn. You deserve better than that."
"What are you trying to say Dean?"
"You're the closest I've come to breaking the curse. If we get too close and then break the curse, who's to say I won't toss you to the side?"
"Are you saying I shouldn't trust you?" Dean sighs deeply and starts to pull his hand away from my face. Instinctually I grab his hand and keep him from taking it away from me completely.
"Dean, I know you have your own reasons for wanting to break the curse, but… I don't think you're giving yourself enough credit. If you really wanted to use me and throw me away afterward, you wouldn't be telling me any of this. Dean, I want to help break the curse." He looks at me and the intense look in his eyes grows even more intense, if that's possible. "But before I do, I need to know the truth about my personal history."
"May I ask why?"
"Like you said last night, I have questions, and I need answers." He nodded and I finally let his hand go. "You swore that I would get my answers. Does that mean you'll help me get them?"
"Your answers will have to wait half-breed." A booming voice with an accent came out of nowhere and interrupted us. Dean pulled me behind him. How can he tell me not to trust him, when he's trying to protect me?
"Come out now, Sheamus. I know it's you," Dean said calmly. Who's Sheamus?
"Flattered that you remember me, Dean." A tall, pale, red-headed man comes out from behind the house. He walks up to Dean with his heads in his pockets. "It's been a while hasn't it lad?"
"Five years. What are you doing here and how do you know about the pup?"
"Secrets aren't well kept among the supernatural. Hello, lass. Don't worry about anything. I'm a friend. My name's Sheamus. I'm pack master of the Northern wolves." I look up at Dean before answering. When Dean gives me confirmation with a small nod, I reply to Sheamus, and step out from behind Dean.
"My name is Kaitlyn."
"Beautiful name."
"Focus Sheamus," Dean interrupts. "You haven't given me an answer."
"The sirens are on the attack."
"WHAT," Dean and I exclaim at the same time. "What do you mean," Dean asks.
"I don't know how, but the sirens know that the half-breed has had contact with wolves, and they are on their way to get her back. The wolf packs in Europe have been scrambling to keep the sirens at bay, but they're coming. They're coming quickly and forcefully."
"How much time do we have until they reach America," Dean asked.
"Obviously not a lot. You know how sirens operate."
"Wait, Dean what's going on?" I'm so confused. Why are the sirens coming?!
"For whatever reason, the sirens are coming to get you. And they are pissed off," Dean tells me. "Where's the rest of your pack, Sheamus?"
"They're already at your den, and so are the Eastern and Southern packs."
"Then we better get going." Dean turns to me. "When I transform hop on my back. We'll get there faster that way."
"The half-breed doesn't have control," Sheamus asked, obviously surprised. "So you haven't killed anyone yet, have you lass?"
"Once we break the curse she won't need to," Dean answered for me.
"We may not have that kind of time, and, trust me, we will every available wolf if it comes down to a fight." I gulp down my fear as Sheamus's words dawn on me. What if I have to kill to save the lives of many others? Could I bring myself to do it? I can't even think about killing an innocent person. It's not fair! I'm so wrapped in my own thoughts that I don't notice Dean and Sheamus transform. Dean nudges me gently to grab my attention, and lowers himself so that I can get on his back. I climb on and hold on tightly as Dean and Sheamus race off toward the den. My God what is about to happen?
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-J.