Beneath the Surface

by goodbyefarewellfriends

Annie was a hunter, a lone one. Once, she wasn't, but the world had taught her to rely on no one. She'd heard the rumors about the Winchesters, but had no interest in meeting them—until one night, when their paths crossed. The brothers couldn't quite figure her out, and something about her left an impression they couldn't shake.

3. Lost Cause

Chapter 3: Lost Cause

Six weeks later.

Annie scrambled out of the tree line. The screams of werewolves behind were starting to surround her. Her shoulder hung limp by her side, and she felt the warmth of blood somewhere. She knew she couldn't stop; she knew the werewolves had her scent. She stumbled and crawled through the tree line until she saw her car just where she had abandoned it. The car she'd been living out of since she stole it from the last dive bar she'd visited a few days ago.

Her arm hung uselessly by her side as she opened the door and dove in. She locked the doors behind her and sat in silence trying to hear where the werewolves were. All she could hear was her heartbeat. She was safe, for now.

"Shit, shit shit shit shit" she hissed. She had nowhere to go and couldn't drive far in this state. She pulled up her top and saw the pooling of blood that formed just above her belly button. What had she been attacked with? She couldn't say but it didn't look good, and she was losing blood fast.

Annie felt her eyes getting heavy, she knew she couldn't stay where she was, she had to move. Through the flashes of pain, she remembered the notebook in the driver's side door. She had been piecing information together of the years about a hidden bunker, a possible sanctuary of sort. Most hunters dismissed it as lore, a relic of the Men of Letters long gone. But if it was real, it was her only chance. She put the car into drive and held onto the wheel with her good arm. Her eyes barely open as she drove, the journey just a blur. She knew she was bleeding out and this bunker could be her lifeline. She just hoped it was real.