Lalala, fic, lalala...
Fandom: Supernatural / Resident Evil
Title: Project Mayhem
Rating: Well, there's graphic violence and future smut, so I'll go with a safe NC17.
Author: Lizi
Pairing: Sam/OFC, Dean/OFC
Warnings/Spoilers: If you're up to date on the show, you should be spoiler free (plus, the fact that I'm a recently hooked Supernatrual fan, so Wikipedia has been my friend when it came to this fic). As for warnings, there's gratuitous violence and Resident Evil style gore. And cursing. And smut. I'm a bad girl. =P
Author's Note: My apologies in advance if there are horrid OOC moments for the boys. Like I said, I'm new to the show. Also told from a narrator's POV.
Words : 3,259
Summary: I hate summaries, lol. So, I'll leave this blank.
Back in the laboratory, Sam and Anna finally managed to get the elevator activated. Although as soon as it stopped, I'm sure they started wishing they were still on the safe floor, because as it dinged open, they were face to face with another Hunter.
Sam shot at the salamander creature three times as soon as it caught his eye, and watched as Anna beat the thing senseless with her metal chair legs. She must have had a lot of pent up...frustration. "Anna...do you enjoy that?" he asked as she stood back up straight and looked at him.
Anna turned her head and looked at Sam as she used her shirt to wipe the metal bar off. "Of course I love my job..." she said as she shrugged her shoulder. A lot of people actually considered her crazy because of the emotion that she exuded in killing zombies, but if they knew...they'd understand. There was a reason that she'd so willingly joined Raina. But no one but she, her parents and Raina knew of that reason.
Sam looked at Anna, his eyebrow raised. "Job? This is your job?" he asked her, a concerned look on his face, but when he saw how serious the look on her face was, the concerned look went away. He knew that look. That was the look of someone who'd been through something...and was rehashing it. "Quick question...do you ever miss living like a normal person?" he asked, hoping he didn't offend her with the 'normal person' comment.
Anna looked away from Sam, shrugged and ran a hand through her hair. "Um, yeah. Every once in awhile, you know, I get into those 'why in the hell am I doing this when I could have a life' spells..." she chuckled and leaned against the wall across from the elevator landing. "But then I look at Raina. She's abandoned any chance at a normal life, from the moment she was old enough to hold a weapon, you know? So, I kind of feel more sympathy for her than I do for me."
Sam suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Anna and Raina (who he had yet to even meet). "Yeah, I know what you mean..." he nodded in agreement. "It's the same way with my brother, you know?" he paused. "Dean and Raina are a lot alike in the way they handle their work, it seems. It sucks that the four of us had to meet under these circumstances, because I bet we could have worked together otherwise, you know? Zombies and demons beware: here comes Thompson, Morenez, Winchester and Winchester..."
Anna laughed. "Thompson, Morenez, Winchester and Winchester? Sounds like we're a law firm, or something..." she gently shoved at Sam, watching as that cute smile crossed his puppy dog face. "But in all seriousness? We can still work together after this is all over. That is, if Raina and Dean haven't killed one another before we meet up with them..."
Sam grinned when her hand shoved at his arm. "Hey now, no reason to get violent, Anna!" he gently shoved her back. "Yeah, I bet we'll find two corpses because they'll have one of those old west showdowns. They have to keep with the Texas tradition, after all. They're way too much alike for their own good. Maybe they should have set me with Raina and you with Dean."
Anna couldn't help but crack up when Sam talked about the Texan showdown. "Right?!" she agreed with him, but when he started talking about switching partners out through this hellish adventure, she shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know about that, Sam. I kinda like who I got partnered with..." she smiled sheepishly at him, then started walking down the hallway, until she came to a door with the word 'munitions' written on it. "Hey, Sam! A munitions room! Maybe there's still some stuff in there!"
Sam grinned at Anna's response to what he'd said about switching partners. "Me too..." he said to her as she walked away. He couldn't help but wonder, though, if she had meant...no. No way she could already. They'd only known one another for an hour. Maybe a little more. But there was no way on Earth that she could have meant it in--well, the way Sam meant it. "A munitions room? Sweet! I'm in!" he hurried to catch up to her and slid into the room.
Anna's face lit up once they entered the munitions room. "Oh...wow! Raina would have such a field day in here!" she said as she closed the metal door behind her, so they wouldn't be interrupted in their quest for weapons and ammunition. "She has this Jericho 941 that she treats like a child. I swear, she's so anal retentive about the thing..."
Sam grinned and nodded. "Dean has--used to have--this Colt, and he's the same way about it. I had to use it this one time when he was incapacitated? And he checked it over, like, five times afterward for scratches. It was like, 'Dean, I'm a big boy. I can handle a gun...'" he rolled his eyes and shook his head.
Anna rolled her eyes, too. "I know! Raina spazzes when I even look at her gun the wrong way!" she huffed out a sigh. She looked around the room and raised an eyebrow when her eyes fell upon a set of nunchaku, and a dagger. "Wow. It's like this place is all set for me!" she said as she picked up the dagger and a weapon belt, then a belt for Sam, too. She put the sheathed dagger at her hip, and then paused. "There are freaking FATIGUES in every size here! I say it's time for a clothing change. We're better protected in those than our pajamas..." she said as she looked at Sam's wife-beater-plaid-pants combo, and, however sexy, it was also dangerous. She grabbed a set in her size and looked at Sam. "I'm gonna sneak behind this shelf here, so you don't get any ideas. You can change out here..."
Sam watched in surprise when Anna picked up nunchaku and a dagger in favour of all the guns that they had in the room. He took out a pair of twin Colt 1911, like Dean used to have, and grinned to himself. "Try and tell me not to use these ones, bro..." he rolled his eyes and watched as Anna made her way into the closet filled with fatigues. She suggested that he change, too, and he agreed. He followed her to the closet and picked up his own set, quickly changing and letting Anna know that it was okay to come out. He put the belt Anna had given him on, and put each Colt on one side, then grabbed a couple of survival bags, filling one with ammo, and looking at Anna as she made her way out from behind the shelf. "Anna, you should take at least one gun with you. In case worse comes to worse..."
Anna looked Sam with a small smile. "Okay..." she said, flattered by his concern. She took the Beretta that Sam had dropped in favor of the two Colt pistols and put it in her belt, then put the nunchaku in another slot. "Better?" she asked as she stocked up on ammo, and watched as Sam offered her a survival bag, which she took and filled with ammo for her Beretta. "So, Sam. I know a lot about your brother, but, I'm not partnered with him. What about you? I mean, we're stuck together for God only knows how look..." she said as she grabbed a bunch of army style freeze dried meals in a bag, and put them in her survival bag.
Sam was a little surprised when Anna asked about him. "Really? You want to know about me?" he asked with a shocked expression on his face. "Usually people want to know about Dean, or what I know about my field of expertise, or...how weird and sad I am all the time. Or...uh...never mind," he stopped himself before he revealed his big secret. How would Anna react if she found out that Sam was being stalked by a demon who wanted to take his body over and make him fight in a war on the rest of the world? She'd probably run away screaming. "The point is, most people don't care. Not about me..."
Anna couldn't help but be shocked when Sam mentioned that no one wanted to know about him. She took a couple steps toward him and put a hand on his arm. "I do want to know, though. I promise, I won't judge. You can tell me anything," she said in a gentle voice. She wasn't nosy. She was willing to trade her big secret for his. But, she had to know that he'd tell his, too.
Though Sam was pleased by the fact that Anna wanted to know about him, he couldn't, let her in and be able to deal with it. Though it was probably safer that she know, in case the demon stalked him down while they were still together. He'd tell her. Soon. Maybe. "Uh...no offense, Anna, because I think you're a really great person, and I do wish that it wasn't such a complicated situation and that I could tell you. But this isn't 'first day we meet' material. I mean, it's a huge deal. And it...I just...can't. I'm sorry. Please don't hate me..." he looked away from her regretfully and begged her not to run.
Anna raised an eyebrow, but shrugged when Sam told her it was a big deal, and that he wasn't ready to tell her yet. "Oh, that's okay..." she said as she continued looking around for supplies. "Hey! Look! I found walkie-talkies! Here..." she handed Sam a walkie. "I mean, it's possible for us to be separated, and I want to be able to find you..." she bit her lip and begged the higher powers to make that not have sounded like she thought it did.
Sam looked from the walkie to Anna and smiled sadly. "Thanks," he said in a soft, shame-filled voice. She'd just forgotten it like it was no big deal. How did she do that? I mean, if I were her, it would be bugging me like no tomorrow, he said to himself.
Anna looked around the room, and her eyes fell upon a soda machine. "Okay, so I have some MRE's for us, but I think we need some soda to go with them. So, I'm gonna go raid that machine. I love stealing..." she half-smiled. "Keep looking around here, will you?" she suggested as she made her way over to the soda machine and reached up into the slot.
"Okay," Sam answered simply, and began to look around, when his eyes fell upon Anna as struggled to reach up into the soda machine. She really is beautiful... he thought to himself. I wonder if she can see right through me. I mean, you don't pay your dues as a zombie hunter without being able to tell if someone's bullshitting you or not. Well, maybe you do, but... he paused. She can't see through me. Because if she could, she'd be running for the hills, screaming to beat the band...
Anna pulled her arm out of the soda machine and turned around to look at Sam. "Do you like Pepsi? Mountain Dew? Or are you a Dr. Pepper fan?" she asked, hoping inwardly that he said Pepsi. Because she had too short of arms to reach the shelf. When Sam responded that he liked Pepsi, Anna gave off a relieved smile. "Good, then I don't feel so bad asking you to take over where I left off. I can't reach the Pepsi shelf. Grab a bunch, will you?" she asked him, turning a little pink. "As many as you can..."
Sam brushed past the much shorter Anna and to the soda machine, reaching his arm up to the fourth shelf and grabbing about eight bottles and then turning back to her.
Anna looked at Sam and bit her lip softly. "There's a snack machine in here...I think we deserve some junk food along with all this MRE junk..." she said as she made her way to the snack machine. Everything good was on the lower shelves, anyway, so she could reach this time around. "Why there's a snack machine in a munitions room is beyond me, but...oh well..." she spoke as she turned to look at Sam briefly, then knelt to reach into the snack machine. Why is it that I'm always drawn to the enigmatic ones? she asked herself. He's, like, nothing but a big mystery...
Sam brought the eight bottles of soda and handed four of them to Anna, for her to put them in her survival bag. "Hope that's enough..."
Anna nodded and put the bottles of soda in her bag, then recounted the items she had to Sam. "I have some high carb, high fat snacks that should take a year or two off our lifespan, my walkie, my gun, my nunchaku and dagger...and some gum. Spearmint! Want some?" she offered Sam a piece. When he took it, she made her way to the door and put her hand on the knob. "Shall we exit to the hall?" she asked as she opened the door.
Sam smiled softly and took the piece of gum from Anna's hand. "Thanks. So...where to now, Anna?" he asked as he made his way to the door.
Anna shrugged and followed Sam to the door, brushing past him, opening it and looking back at him over her shoulder. "No idea. All I know is that there's a whole hallway before us. Let us away, Samuel!"
Sam opened the door and he and Anna made their way down the hall. "Heigh ho, heigh ho, further down the hall we--" his song was interrupted by the high pitched screaming of a Hunter. "I didn't think my singing was that bad..." he pouted.
Anna smirked and shook her head 'no.' "Neither did I, Sam. Everyone be a critic..." she winked and took the nunchaku out of their sheath. "Sal has returned and he wants to eat our brains. Ready to rock and roll, Sam?" she wiggled her eyebrows.
Sam chuckled. "So long as it isn't crapy eighties music? I'm there..." he followed her farther down the hall, and watched as she stealthily tried to sneak up on the Hunter. A few steps away, though, a large tentacle dropped from the ceiling and hit her in the head, rendering her unconscious and helpless on the floor of the hallway. "Anna!" he shouted and rushed up to her, kneeling beside her. "Anna? Shit!" he gasped as he realized that the tentacle-like creature was back for more. He lay across Anna, to protect her, and when the tentacle retracted back into the ceiling, Sam lifted Anna up and carried her back to the munitions room. "It's okay, Anna..." he whispered to her unconscious form. "I'll protect you...I swear, I won't let you down..." he promised. "I don't want to do this without you. I can't..."
*Sam awoke in the munitions room, to notice almost immediately that Anna wasn't there. He felt panic rising on his face and he stood up quickly. "Anna? ANNA?! Did you leave me?" he asked the empty room, but then he noticed that a note had fallen from his lap when he stood, so he leaned down to pick it up.
Dear Sam,
---I swear, I won't be long. I went down the hall to look around, see what was there. I didn't have the heart to wake you because you seemed to be sleeping so peacefully. Just wait here for me. I'll be back soon, I promise.
Love, Anna
Sam panicked. "Shit. Oh shit. She must not have...she must have forgotten what happened to bring us back in here..." he shouted as he ran out into the hallway, then ran to a stairwell that had seemingly opened out of nowhere. "What the..." he ducked under the tentacle again and rushed down the stairwell, just in time to see Anna getting carried away by a female figure, who simply pistol whipped him and walked out the door with Anna…*
Anna shook Sam gently as he freaked out, and tried to wake him up without jarring him too much. Never wake a nightmaring sleeper, she'd always been told. But Sam was freaking out. And...her name had been spoken in his freak session. If it had been a pleasant dream, and she was in it, in Sam's mind while he rested? She'd be pleased as punch, but it wasn't. He was practically crying in his sleep, and she put her hand back to his arm, to shake him gently again. "Sam...wake up..."
Sam's eyes shot open and he pulled Anna to him, hugging her tightly. "I am so glad you're okay..." he whispered to her as he clung to her like there was no tomorrow. "I had this horrible nightmare that you went back out into the hallway and there was this stairwell at the end...I can't...it just...please Anna. Don't leave me..."
Anna looked at Sam with a touched, heartfelt smile on her face. "I'm not going to leave you, Sam. I promise, okay?" she told him, putting her hand on his arm and pulling back from him. "But that tentacle thing needs to be taken care of. I mean, we can't keep running through this hallway back and forth, even if it is only once, with a killer tentacle hanging from the ceiling, right?" she half-laughed and stood up, offering a hand to help Sam up, too. "We have to either take it out or keep running..."
Sam looked from Anna to the door as they moved in that direction. "I vote we keep running...the tentacle thing moves a lot and it's hard to aim at it..." he gave her his most pleading look. "And we'd just be wasting bullets...what do you vote?"
Anna ran a hand through her hair and nodded. "Okay. But we really need to book it..." she strongly suggested as she opened the door. "First door we see, we go in..." she said as she opened the door. "And let me go first, because I think if the tentacle got you, I'd have a little more trouble carrying you than vice-versa."
Sam swallowed hard and ran a hand through his hair. He didn't want Anna to go first, because he didn't think that he could handle it if he had to see her go through that again. "All right, but please be careful. I'll be two steps behind you...I won't let anything happen..."
*
On GJ, I had this and the last together put together into one, but I decided to split them up because they're really long.
*
Cathryn watched on the cameras as Sam and Anna ran to the middle of the hallway, right on the other side of the door she was behind, and as Anna reached for the doorknob, only to see that it was locked. She turned her head as the knob wiggled on the other side and smiled wryly. "Not today, you two. Jessica? I'd like you to open the third basement stairwell. We'll let Anna and Sam meet up with Nemesis a little...prematurely."
Jessi's head turned sharply toward Cathryn and her eyes practically bugged out of her head. "But..." she paused. "Wait, what about Raina and Dean? I thought...don't we want to wait?"
Cathryn shook her head and smiled securely at Jessi. "No, no, Jessica. They won't kill Nemesis just yet, and before you ask, they will not be killed by him. I just want to be sure they understand what they're...up against, is all..." she grinned and looked on as Sam tried to shield Anna from the tentacle as it came back down from the ceiling. She saw Jessi giving her an uncertain look, and she shook her head. "Do it, Jessica..." she paused and watched Jessi's face go to the floor. "Jessica..." she narrowed her eyes and looked at the switch to open the stairwell. "Do it now, Jessica, or I will. Think of it this way. It'll be done one way or another. But if I do it? You don't have to wait in the unemployment line. Clear?"
Jessi's eyes widened again and bit her lower lip. "Crystal..." she responded, reaching over to press the button. Though, I can't shake this feeling that something really horrible is going to happen...
Cathryn half-smiled. "Perfect..." she nodded her head and turned on the third basement cameras. "We need to test Nemesis' strength, anyway. This is a perfect opportunity..."
At the end of the hallway, as though some higher power had realized that she and Sam were in danger, a wall raised, revealing a doorway. "Come on, Sam!" she shouted as she opened the door, then closed it as soon as Sam joined her on the other side. "How in the hell did this happen, anyway?" she raised an eyebrow and shook her head. "Whatever, don't look a gift horse in the mouth, right?" she chuckled a little.
Sam ducked under the tentacle as it came after him again, even after he shielded Anna from it. "Shit!" he ducked and ran through the door which Anna held open. He slammed the door behind them and looked down the stairwell below him, and then to Anna. "It says that this stairwell goes to the B3F training facility..." he looked around the hallway and raised an eyebrow. This looked a lot like his dream, but if he went off and told Anna that he was a psychic who predicted the future through dreams, she'd think he was insane.
Anna followed Sam's eyes and looked down the stairs. "Training area, huh? Well, let's go check it out...everyone could use a little training every once in awhile, right?" she said as she started down the stairs, then looked up at Sam from a few steps down.
Sam followed Anna down the stairs and chuckled lightly. "So long as we don't have to go back out to Sal and the tentacle of death? I'm there..." he said with a shrug. "Ready when you are, Anna."
Though Anna got a foreboding feeling in the pit of her stomach as she made her way down the stairs, she continued on and opened the door. Her head was aching from the tentacle whack, her stomach was doing flip-flops and her brain was telling her not to continue, she disregarded all that and made her way down the second flight of stairs, toward the door. "Yeah, that tentacle thing was annoying. And painful..." she shook her head as she put her hand on the doorknob, pulling it open. Behind the door, however, there was a giant room that looked like a storage room, with two levels. The top level had a countless amount of control panels and the bottom level was significantly shrunk due to the boxes in the corners and along the walls. There were zombies and Hunters all across the room, on each level, as well. "Training time! You get ground, I'll take the balcony, okay?" she suggested as she headed toward the ladder.
Sam nodded and took the guns from his hips, then half-smiled. "Good deal!" he said as he put a new clip into each gun and looked the zombies dead in the--lack of--eyes, then back at Anna, who was running toward the ladder. "I'll cover you until you get there..." he promised.
Anna shook her head and waved Sam off. "No, no, I'm all right. No need. Just aim for the head, okay?" she told him as she rushed up the ladder and unsheathed her nunchaku. "Either that or knock them down and stomp their heads."
Sam watched Anna as she made her way up the ladder to the control panel area, then went into action in eradicating the zombie problem on the ground floor. "Game time!" he said as he aimed and shot a zombie square in the face. Wow... he thought for a moment after the zombie fell to the floor. I can kind of see why Anna gets off on this shit now... he said as he aimed and fired again.
Anna readied her nunchaku and started in with kicking undead ass. She downed one, two, three, then four zombies in a row, then whips out her knife to slash at the first Hunter she saw. She slashed it in the face, ducked beneath his claws and then kicked it, knocking it to the ground on Sam's level, eyeing it closely to make sure it didn't get up. "It's a gift, Sam! To you, from me! Happy undead day!"
Sam looked up at Anna and laughed a little. He knocked a zombie to the floor then shot it in the head twice, watching as the head exploded. "How thoughtful! Thank you, Anna!" he exclaimed, shooting at a Hunter while it jumped through the air, downing it in mid-air. "It's raining Sal's!"
"Hallelujah!" Anna laughed as she watched the other Hunter fall to the floor, then knocked a headless zombie off the balcony. "Damn. This is too-" she paused when the slash from a Hunter caught her in the arm, causing her to jump back and shout in pain. "BITCH!" she shouted as she charged at the Hunter, stabbing it in the eye and watching it fall to the floor. "DIE motherfucker!" she shouted, turning around and kicking it away from her.
Sam took out three successive zombies, and shot at a Hunter as it approached him, but didn't kill it before it got the chance to slash at his face, digging it's fingernails into his cheek. "Ow! Jesus!" he shot the Hunter again and then heard Anna shout in anguish. "You okay Anna?" he asked as he wiped a little blood from his cheek.
"Oh yeah!" Anna promised. "Nothing a little iodine and a bandage won't fix!" she grinned and ran a hand through her hair. "How about you?" she asked as she kicked a zombie then stabbed it in the chest, then almost got sandwiched between the last two Hunters on her floor, both of whom were raising their claws to slash her. "Don't think so!" she shouted as she jumped up and split her legs out, knocking each Hunter to the floor on either side of her, and taking that chance to stab them each in the eye. "I am NOT about to become the meat and ketchup in a Sal sandwich. Thanks anyway!" she looked down at Sam. "How's it going down there?"
Sam shot two zombies in the head, downing them in one shot, and then for the last one, he used Anna's method. He stomped on the back of the zombie's calf, then snapped it's neck. "Finished!" he shouted in a pride filled voice as he looked up at her. "How about you?" he asked, taking a second to watch her work. He liked the passion she seemed to put into it.
Anna beheaded the last zombie with her dagger and looked down over the balcony at Sam. "Done now!" she chimed, then smiled a little as she realized, barring their surroundings, with her looking over the edge of the balcony like that, they looked like a modern day Romeo and Juliet. "What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?" she put the back of her hand dramatically and playfully on her forehead as though to pretend that she was the Juliet to Sam's Romeo. She'd memorized the play, and was quite curious to see whether Sam had as well, and was willing to play along with her little game.
Sam followed Anna's lead, taking a step toward the balcony and raising his hand to her. "The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine," he played along, watching a huge grin cross Anna's face. She was excited about this, and Sam couldn't help but mimic that emotion as she took another step toward the balcony.
Anna half-smiled when Sam played along, then ran her hand through her hair, leaning her head over the balcony. "I gave thee mine before thou didst request it;" she spoke matter-of-factly, then continued on with the line. "And yet I would it were to give again..." she finished with a hand on her chest.
"Wouldst thou withdraw it?" Sam walked to the ladder and stood at the bottom. "For what purpose, love?" he asked, pausing momentarily when he realized that, for Anna's sake, he couldn't let her in any farther. Any woman he even remotely attached himself to wound up dead, hurt or terrified of him. And Anna was so different. He would never let her suffer by his hand--even indirectly. "Anyway..." he paused and cleared his throat, sighing a little. He was enjoying their Romeo and Juliet exchange. "Is there anything good up there?" he asked halfheartedly.
Anna had thought they'd been having fun, but she sighed sadly when Sam ended their Shakespearean banter far too prematurely. "Well," she said as she turned around and looked at the control panel behind her. "There's a giant control panel behind me that says 'Project Nemesis,'" she said looking at the large lever below it.
Sam looked up at her and then around on the floor he was standing on. "There's something over here, too. This door says the same thing..." he said softly as he looked through the window in the door. "It looks like a pressure chamber or something. There are all kinds of test tubes and crazy stuff in here. If you ask me, it's something we shouldn't screw with..." he said as he climbed up the ladder and stood next to Anna. "We should just leave it alone and ger out of here..."
Anna nodded her head in response to Sam, then ran her hand through her hair. "You're probably right," she said in a soft voice. "Okay, but this one says 'to use main elevator to get to B4F.' But...don't we want to be going up? Hey!" she beamed. "Unlock B1F escape pod!" she squealed in excitement as she pulled the lever. "Shall we?" she smiled at Sam.
Sam smiled wide at Anna as she pressed the button to open the main escape pod. "Certainly. I want out of this stink hole," he said as he started to climb down the ladder, but no sooner had he made it five feet down than the door to 'Project Nemesis' opened slowly. "Hey, Anna...did you...push the Project Nemesis switch?"
"No..." Anna spoke softly as she took a couple of steps toward the center of the balcony. When the 'Project Nemesis' door came into view, not only did she see a door, but some kind of creature. A creature with reptile-like skin on every part of his body except for his mouth, where his large, rotten teeth were clearly visible. He had a large, burly figure and he stood easily two feet taller than Sam, who was a good 6'3. "Fuckbuckets..." she spoke simply as she leapt down onto the main floor and took her nunchaku in her hand. She rushed at this 'Nemesis' creature, full speed, only to be knocked to the floor. And before she could get up and prepare herself again, her nunchaku had been snatched from her hand. "SAM!" was all she had the chance to scream, before Nemesis hit her on the head with the nunchaku and sent her into a swirling pit of blackness.
"Anna!" Sam couldn't even think to yell, so he just whispered and watched Anna fall into a lump on the floor and took out his gun. Though, retrospectively, he probably wished that he'd checked to see if it was loaded. He shot at Nemesis once, then tried again, only to realize that he was completely out of bullets, at least in the clip he was using. He reached into his survival bag to reload his gun, but before he could even get through the closing mechanism, Nemesis had charged at him, grabbed him by the throat and thrown him into the wall. He groaned. "Unh..." he cried as he tried to get up from the floor, then prepared himself to run at Nemesis again, only to realize that Nemesis was...retreating? "Wh--what?" he asked, but then realized that he shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. He rushed toward Anna. "Anna! I'll--"
Jessi rushed from the door and stood between Sam and Anna, guarding Anna. "Not so fast, Winchester..." she said. She couldn't let Sam interfere with what Cathryn had told her to do. She looked threateningly at Sam and hoped that she wouldn't have to use brute force.
"H-how in the hell do you know who I am?" Sam asked in a panicked voice, looking behind whoever this was, to Anna, who still lay in a helpless lump on the floor. "Get away from Anna!" he shouted as he tried to get past the stranger and to Anna's side.
Jessi laughed a little. "Sorry, we need her a little more than you do, Winchester. Stand down, before I make you regret it..." she spoke in a commanding voice. She didn't see how Cathryn could enjoy being conniving and evil like this. It wasn't appealing to her. But she did the best she could, so Cathryn would, possibly, promote her.
Sam pulled his gun and stood up, pointing it at Jessi. How was she to know that there were no bullets in it. "Fuck you!" he shouted as he took a step closer, still trying to get to Anna. "Get away from her! Now!" he said as he put his finger on the trigger.
Jessi put her hand around Sam's wrist and shook her head. "You know, I know just as well as you that the gun isn't loaded, Winchester..." she said as she twisted his wrist around, making him lose his tight grip on the gun, then taking it from his hand. "Turn around..." she commanded him as she reached into his survival bag and pulled a clip out. "Now. Or I shoot the girl."
Sam glared at Jessi, but hesitantly did as he was told. After all, now she had the gun, and it was loaded. "Please let us go...what benefit does it have to you? We'll be killed whether you let us go or not, but..." he pleaded with her. "Or...do what you want to me, just let Anna live, please..." he looked over his shoulder, but when she pointed the gun at him, he turned back around. "I'm...sorry, Anna..."
Jessi bit her lip and looked at Sam as he apologized to Anna, who he couldn't even see. She'd always wanted something like that in her life, and didn't have the heart to let Sam go into this without any idea where Anna was. "I swear, okay, I'm not going to kill her, Winchester. You either," she whispered as she turned and shot out a camera in the corner of the room. "Listen to me. When you wake up? You'll find Anna in the fourth basement boiler room. Finding that is up to you. As well as finding out where the key is..." she told him, giving him all the info she was willing to give. "Just...trust me on this..." she spoke, not giving Sam a chance to object, and simply hitting him in the back of the head with the butt of his own gun, watching him slump to the floor.