Maddison Winchester: Journal 2 {Supernatural}

12 Night Shifter: Part 3

I don't know how much time had passed before she decided to speak up again.

"Sheri, the tall one who was in here earlier told you that he and the man with the short hair were brothers, right?" the older woman asked.

Sheri nodded. "Yeah."

"Well, green isn't a very common eye color, and the short-haired one had green eyes." The woman pointed to me. "And she does too."

"Really, lady?" The man groaned.

"What? I think she knows them. They could be related. She has dimples like the tall one, too," the woman said.

"Dimples? And eyes? That's what you're goin' with? She's a kid!" the man yelled.

"No one else in here is suspicious?!" the woman shouted.

There were mumbles and random yes' throughout the room, and all eyes were on me.

"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." The man stood up and walked over to me, extending his hand. "Come sit with me, sweetie."

I took his hand and stood up.

We walked over to the corner of the room, I sat in the corner, and the man positioned himself in front of me, so if anyone tried to get to me, they would have to go through him first.

The man shook his head. "Y'all are crazy... she's just a kid."

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A few minutes later, the vault door opened.

"Sheri? We're gonna let you go," Dean said.

Sheri looked startled. "What? Why me?"

"Uh, as a show of good faith to the feds, come on." Dean waved for her to walk out.

Sheri furrowed her brow. "Uh... I think I'd— I'd rather stay here, with the others."

Dean stepped into the vault with the gun down to his side. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist."

She looked at Sam and Dean warily and then, after a long pause, finally followed Dean out of the vault. Then the door closed again.

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About a half-hour later, two SWAT team members opened the vault door and led the group out to safety. As the group walked by, several more SWAT members were walking toward the building.

As we passed, I heard one of them say, "We're finally bringing those Winchester's in. Dean Winchester is never going to kill again."

Damn it. Dean's record was not making this job easy, and after this, it wasn't going to get any easier. After Baltimore, I knew that they definitely knew who I was too, so I needed to get away before anyone realized who I was.

As the group continued toward the ambulances and police cars0, I slipped behind the wall of cars surrounding the bank. I stayed low, and then I took a deep breath and ran toward an alley. At the edge of the alley, I put my hood up and walked with a crowd of people down a sidewalk toward the parking garage.

Once I made it, I ran to the Impala and grabbed one of the cell phones out of the glove compartment. I knew I shouldn't stay in the Impala, just in case Sam and Dean couldn't come back, and the police came for the car. I quickly ran to a stairwell, and I hid behind the wall so that I could see the Impala perfectly, but you would really have to be looking to see me.

I started to lose hope of seeing Sam and Dean again as time was just dragging by. Until I heard footsteps echoing through the garage, but when I saw two members of the SWAT team approaching the Impala, my heart started pounding.

I thought they had gotten Sam and Dean, but then something weird happened. The two people sat in the Impala and took their helmets off. I squinted and then realized it was Sam and Dean. I quickly got up and ran to the car, opening the door and sitting in my rightful seat.

"We are so screwed." Dean panted, looking exhausted.

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