My stomach dropped as the words sunk in. Everyone in the bureau was in danger, and that meant me included. I swallowed hard, trying not to panic too much in front of the Winchester.
"Uh can you excuse me for a moment?"
I turned on my heels without looking for his response and headed out my of room towards my kitchen. I rested my hands on the table and I leaned forward, trying to control my breathing. There was a vengeful witch going after police officers, and it's in my town, with my police crew. I can't let anything happen to them, let alone other civilians. But how am I going to keep this low key when it's this serious and way too close to home? I was gathering my thoughts just as I heard heavy boots walking in my direction on the wooden floors. I try to distract myself by looking at the fridge across from me, I needed to calm myself down for a minute. Just then I realized I had my back to a man I knew nothing about but that he was a monster hunter, so I whirled around, making sure I kept my eye on him. The thought made me to a double take, because I have never let my guard down in unknown situations, but yet I literally just walked out of his sight and didn't think twice about it. My nerves started to shake at the sudden realization, but I tried to shake it away as I looked up at Dean.
"you want a yogurt? Its peach flavor."
"Uh sure, I could eat. Thanks."
I walked around the counter and got the last two yogurt cups I had handing him the yogurt and a spoon before taking my own, and sitting at the island table that went with the kitchen.
"Uh, make yourself comfortable I guess.."
Dean didn't even give a second thought before sitting down across from me and starting to eat his yogurt. I can't believe I'm doing this. Why the hell haven't I kicked this guy out already, or called the station? Something was stopping me, and I don't know if it was because I believed what he was saying, or that I trusted him, and I don't know which one was scarier. Deans voice broke the silence stretching between us as my thoughts dragged on.
"Look Freck- Alison, I know this is a lot to take in right now, I mean sometimes I don't believe my life, and I live it. But I think this is a good thing."
I huffed. "I think we have different definitions of 'good'."
"No look I'm serious, you said you wanted to help your career, and I have a really bad witch to catch, like I said before, we can help each other. And as soon as that happens, the sooner you can go back your life." Dean sets the empty cup of yogurt on the counter and rub his hands together, and the action makes the muscles in his arms jump. I knew he would be in shape, considering his line of work but seeing him in front of me, really in front of me, is making my stomach flutter. I sigh, rubbing my eyes, trying to loosen the cob webs from my mind, and try to refocus.
"Okay-okay you're right. This is just- a lot... of responsibility." Saying it out loud made it sound even stupider because, hello, I literally wanted this kind of responsibility to begin with. Just not when there's a witch involved, that's all. Dean seems to read my mind cause he nodded and crossed his arms.
Then he explained his plan. The plan he apparently whipped up in the time we've been sitting here. I gave him my full attention, and reacting when needed. He definitely was crazy, but honestly there was no other way for this to work, the plan helped him and I by the end of it and hopefully if it all works, we could go back to where we belonged.
"So, you're saying in order for this to work, we have to use me as bate?"
Dean nodded.
"Yeah, the witch has a bit of a grudge against cops. When she was little, her parents were accused of murdering their son which was all true but because of this, she had to leave them and was put into foster care. She hated those policeman for ruining her family so when she was old enough, she started learning witchcraft and soon enough she became pro at being evil and it consumed her. She started going to each town killing a few police here and there and leaving before they could get a full lead on her. My brother Sam and I were catching on to her moves and I was just on her tail when she opened a portal to escape. I think she came here for a reason though, I mean other than the fact that hunters don't exist in this world, New York has the biggest police departments in the US and it gives her plenty of options to choose from. The good news though.. is that she doesn't know I'm here so as long as it stays that way, I won't have any problem catching her."
I've heard these kind of motives while listening to my friends talk about some of the episodes. I always thought they were stupid but hearing it now, with everything being real and right in front of me, it scared the crap out of me. Dean must have noticed my sudden uneasiness about the whole idea and he got up from his seat and went over to me.
"Woh, you don't look so good."
"No I'm.. fine... I think I'm just gonna go lay down...for a bit.."
"Yeah.. Here, let me help you."
I was going to protest, saying I could do it myself but if I was being honest, I probably wouldn't make it without making a fool of myself by falling over. As Dean helped me up out of the chair, it felt like the room was spinning in circles. I tightened my hands around Deans arms as he led me to my bedroom, and I bet I had left finger prints on him by how hard I gripped him. But it wasn't my fault I felt like I was going to fall with every little movement I made, and if we are setting blame it would be on the man who came into my closet through a portal and messed up my perfectly viewed life. Dean got me to the bed with ease and I sunk into the mattress, letting the cold pillow relax my body. As I got back to myself again, I sat up in my bed as he kneeled down.
"This doesn't usually happen to me, I don't know why all of a sudden...- but then again, I don't usually get told that monsters exist and now I have to become bate for one of them so I think I'm more than entitled."
"No one said you weren't. Look, I know that you aren't the fondest of me- my character or whatever, but I wasn't kidding when I said I needed your help. If you want to keep your city safe from the witch I'm gonna need to know this place well and I can help you in return. So... you still in?"
My mind raced with all the cuss words and crazy babble I could throw at him, telling him to piss off, that my life wasn't worth a fictional monster. But the bureau is basically in my hands right now, their protection is my main concern, without that job, I would be nothing. So I can't just back away from this because I'm scared, I had to do this, if not for myself, then for my chief and station. I realized just then that my life was about to get a lot crazier and scarier than any ticket patrol could ever give me. And at that thought, I smiled, determination coursing through my bones like waves of electricity.