Tires screeched as he pulled up; his night workers were just inside the Cafe, looking out the window, putting up a sign on the window to apologise for the inconvenience but that they would be closed for the night. They unlocked and opened the door as Dean stormed in, eyes scanning for the vampire guards he’d been relying on and finding them lounging in the back. A growl surpassed his lips as he stormed forward, hand cracking out and grabbing one of them by the neck and slamming them against the wall with enough force that a crack appeared in the plaster behind them.
A stuttered explanation, they’d been held up, they’d been late, when they got here she wasn’t here, and noone could get through to her. Dean had received the text on his phone, the SOS text that Liz had sent and then he couldn’t get through to her, and the line was dead and these Motherfuckers were sorry. He wanted to spread his brains across the walls, he wanted to chain them down in fucking silver and pour holy water down their throats. But instead he threw one to the side and growled to him;
It didn’t take him long, he pulled up the tapes from the last couple of hours, watching as stray cats walked past. Watching Benji leave the shift much earlier, taking the trash out with her- she was home now, babysitting Benjiro tonight. He watched every moment of the night until finally, in the corner of the footage he saw the headlights of a truck- no number plate. And then, then, a large figure walking out in the dark. The same blurred image he’d seen on the footage from the Pride, he watched as Liz walked out the cafe, was walking towards the street. Watched helplessly as the gun was pointed to her head. As she was walked to the truck. As the truck pulled away. And then, an hour later, the vampires turned up. And his growl was louder as his hands cracked on the desk.
A copy of the clip was sent to Draven, and then to Hannah and Ricco. And then he sat there, waiting for Nova to appear, as much as he wanted to destroy the vampires which could have stopped another being taken, they were not his to kill.
Liz. Fuck. He failed Liz.