What The Hell Is THAT? // Teddy //

"I know it isn't, Dean... I was hunter from the age of 4, so I know." She smiled sadly, knowing full-well what turmoil this kind of life could bring to a kid. When he pulled out the five dollar bill, it tugged at her heart strings. Whether it was because she was becoming over emotional, or not, it still made her smile. "... Thank you." She whispered softly, taking the dollar bill into her hands. "For everything..." She looked up at him and smiled lightly. "I still have my old apartment, but it's in Kansas. And... I have my motorbike. I-I'll be fine, honest."

She cleared her throat and blinked away the tears before smiling gently at Dean: "Thanks for the offer though, Dean-o." She chuckled softly, going to pay for the pregnancy test. The cashier eyed Teddy before looking to see the pregnancy stick. The cashier was an old lady and had a warm smile on her face: "You two expecitng?" She questioned non-chalantly. Teddy felt her cheeks tingle and she knew for sure she was blushing. "Uh, no - no. We uh, we aren't together..."

"Oh... sorry, miss. Didn't mean to assume." The old lady chuckled before giving Teddy the change and the pregnancy stick, even putting it in a bag for her. "Have a nice day." The cashier said gently and Teddy smiled: "A-and you too." She replied before leaving the store, rubbing at her forehead and face with a heavy, frustrated sigh. "I'm gonna get that a lot... until the baby comes out. And even then people are gonna assume things and just, ugh..."

"I grew up caring about what people thought." She sighed heavily before noticing his eyes had caught onto something across the street. She followed his eyeline and she shook her head: "Dean." She warned. "If you end up getting drunk while I'm there sipping on orange juice, I'll be so jealous." She huffed. The one thing she hated about being pregnant was that you couldn't drink alcohol.

"But let's go." Teddy chuckled, clutching the bag with a tighter grip as she began to walk across the road. It was so quiet, and so much so that jaywalking wasn't that much of a problem. "Just... don't dirnk too much." She scolded as a joke before slipping into the bar.

"Oh no, I wasn't kidding. That's what I usually drink... it benefits the baby so-" She shrugged before noticing the odd look the bartender was giving the three girls. She wanted to mention it but she didn't know when to. She slowly stalked over to sit next to Dean at the bar, her eyes on the bartender before she muttered: "Am I the only one thinking that he's entranced by those girls...?" She questioned to Dean, making sure to be quiet enough for him to hear.

Usually those signs pointed towards Sirens, but she had a weird feeling it was more than just that. Her eyes looked over at the three girls again, but the only thing was, they didn't seem to be bothered about her or Dean - at least, not yet anyway. And the bartender seemed to be completely infatuated with the three of them. Teddy would've said: "But they ain't even that good-looking." But she kept it on the inside.

Teddy knew something was up. And the way the woman spoke, it confirmed what she was thinking. But she wasn't expecting the Vampire teeth - she thought they were Sirens because of the way the guy was entranced by them. As the man gurgled and died infront of her, Teddy felt guilty. She gulped lightly as she picked up her bag and slowly stepped behind Dean, trying to edge towards the door.

She knew they wouldn't get out together, so when Dean turned to her and told her to run, she didn't have to be told twice. She sent him a look, trying to tell him to be careful, before she ran out of the bar, trying to get to the motel as quickly as she could. She was panting once she met the entrance of the motel and she was trying her best to keep her cool as she jogged past the receptionist and got to her motel room. "Sammy?" She called out once she'd entered and shut the door behind her. She put the bag on the countertop and went to get a drink from the mini fridge. She gulped it down like there was no tomorrow.

She chucked it aside and coughed, having swallowed too much at a time. "S-Sam, i-it's Dean... there were Vampires! W-Well, I thought they were Sirens, because the bartender was infatuated by their mere presence - but they had the teeth of a Vampire and just - oh God."

She would've answered that question truthfully but he seemed to dismiss his own question about the bar and why they were there. She followed him outside and to the Impala. She watched him fish through the trunk before fishing out two machetes. She gladly took the second one. But she knew Dean would be pissed if he saw her now. Especially seeing as he was the only one out of the two brothers that knew she was pregnant.

"I think these are hybrids of some sort. I-I mean, it's the only logical explanation I have running through my mind right now!" She explained. "I mean... Vampires don't usually infatuate men into a zombie-like state, do they? And Sirens are the only ones who can do that. But the 3 women had Vampire fangs... so maybe a Siren mated with a Vampire? I-I mean, does that even work?" She was just rambling, trying to get her thoughts in check. She had left the bag she got from the drugstore on the countertop and now she was stood outside, holding a machete while trying to come up with some sort of reasoning behind this sudden appearance of the hybrids. "I mean, no wonder the hunters thought the killings were strange... but they were heartless too, so... is there a Werewolf out there breeding with Sirens, or Vampires - or both?!"