The car ride to Doctor Dale’s apartment was fast, awkward, and silent. There was no music and Willow was almost certain that he had run 3 lights and broken numerous laws.
“You didn’t have to give me a ride you know,” Willow finally mumbled, after they had been sitting in silence for 30 minutes.
“No, I believe the statement you’re looking for is ‘thank you’. You don’t get to have an attitude with me. I’m probably going to lose my license because of you!”
“Literally no one told you to help me, but okay.”
“You think you would have gotten away without my help?”
“Oh, I know I would have gotten away without your help.”
“Fine then! Go out there!” Doctor Dale hollered at her, pointing towards the front door of the apartment.
“Hello? Eric?” a male voice asked from outside the door.
Both Eric and Willow stood there in silence with a panicked looks on their faces.
“Eric, are you okay?”
“Yeah Tim, just got off the phone with Sarah. Another dumb argument. What’s up?” Eric said, not taking his eyes of Willow who was almost paralyzed with fear.
‘Kitchen’ he mouths towards her and she tiptoed as fast as she could to the next room.
“Can I come in? A patient escaped, wanted to know if you’d seen her.” Tim said, a certain hesitation in his voice.
Once Eric was sure that Willow was out of sight, he cracked the door slightly to see Tim desperately trying to see into his apartment.
“What are you looking for?” Eric asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I just thought I heard you talking to someone. Could have sworn I heard a woman’s voice in hear.”
“Yeah, Sarah. I told you we got into a fight, the phone was on speaker.”
“Okay, sorry. Can I come in?”
“Yeah, whatever.” Eric said, making an attempt to sound more annoyed than terrified.
Tim came in and looked around the room, before taking a look on the sofa.
“Looking for something?”
“Sort of, that patient that escaped, it was the one they think murdered that burglar. Willow. She’s one of your patients.”
“Yeah and?”
“Thought she may have come here, did you tell her that you believed her?”
“You know I didn’t,” Eric sighed, plopping down on the sofa “it’s against the rules.”
“I’ll never understand why you believe her. The cops-”
“Just wanted to close the case. Nothing adds up. The bartender and her friend vouched for her, she had receipts, and you could see her in the footage that night. You don’t think something strange is going on here?”
“No, because she’s crazy. Crazy broads work quick.”
“You just hate women.” Eric scoffed, rolling his eyes.
“You look stressed man. You must be cause you’re talking like an asshole. I’ll grab you a beer.” Tim said, starting towards the kitchen before Eric could protest.
Tim grabbed a beer and gave a look around the kitchen before heading back into the main room.
“If you’re done interrogating me and making it painfully obvious that you don’t believe me, not to be rude, but please get the hell out of my apartment. It’s been a long day, I’m tired, and I wanna go to sleep.”
“Touchy, but fine. Let me know if you hear anything- and Eric-” Tim said before stopping in the door way, “I know you wanna be the good guy, but don’t throw your career and life away for this crazy chick. If you see her, report her.” He finished as more of a warning than a piece of friendly advice before finally leaving.
Eric waited until he saw Tim pull off before running into the kitchen to look for Willow. Just when he was about to check the deck, Willow pushed the lower cabinet door open and slowly made her way out.
“We have to get out of here and fast. You’re not safe.” she said, pure fear lacing her voice.
“What do you mean?”
“They know I’m with you. Tim isn’t human. He’s one of them, he’s like the second in command.”
“Okay, now I know you’re crazy. I’ve known Tim for-”
“10 years, right? Went to school together. You ever wonder why he’s so cynical? Why bad things just seem to happen when he’s around? Why you have the urge to do something you wouldn’t imagine doing in a million years? It’s because of him. Who he is. What he is. What he does. He knows I’m here, he went to go and tell the others. We have to go.”
“Willow, you really believe this, don’t you?”
“If you think I’m so crazy, why didn’t you tell him I’m here? Why don’t you take me back now?” she questioned in a soft and pleading tone.
Eric could tell by the look in her eyes that she was serious, and not so much concerned with her own safety as she was with his.
“Where do we go?” he sighed, giving up in everything he thought he knew.
“We have to go to my house then-”
“You’re house?! There’s no way we can get in there!”
“I know how to sneak into my own damn house. We have to stop there, then we have to go to my best friend’s house and that’s where I leave you. You’ll be safe with her.”
“I’m not leaving you.”
“You won’t be safe where I’m going and I can’t protect you.”
“I can protect myself-”
“Why are men in every realm so annoying? This isn’t some street fight, it’s certain death. You won’t be safe and I can’t protect you. Now, we’ve wasted enough time talking about it. Let’s go.” Willow stated with all finality before walking out the door and making her way down the steps. Eric sighed in defeat and followed after her.
“How much longer till we’re at your house?” Eric yawned, rubbing his eyes.
“We’re close, thirty minutes.” Willow sighed, starting to feel the exhaust set in herself.
The car ride had been silent for the most part. A few car honks and small talks of which way to go, but no actual conversation.
“So….what are you?” Eric asked nervously, keeping his eyes glued to the road, but he could see a small smile creeping on to her face.
“How long have you been dying to ask me that?” she laughed softly.
“Since we left my house.”
“Well, I am nothing. Not angel, not demon, not human…nothing.”
“You can’t just be nothing.”
“Surprisingly, you can very much be nothing. I was never born of this earth. Hell cast me out and it seems no matter how many good deeds I do, heaven won’t have me. Though, I can’t say I blame them. Not with my lineage.” she sighed, rubbing her head.
“What do you mean ‘hell cast you out’? You can get cast out of hell?”
“It’s really not as hard as you think. Just break the rules.”
“Hell has rules?”
“Hell has a lot of rules. That can easily be broken. They weren’t supposed to be for someone like me.”
“Someone like you? I don’t-”
“We’re here.” Willow said, suddenly stopping the car.
“Which house is yours?” Eric asked, sitting in complete ‘awe’ of the huge houses around him.
“The one at the end of the street.”
“Why are we so far back here?”
“I can’t just pull up, can I?”
“What do you do on earth that you can afford this?”
“Absolutely nothing. This is all courtesy of my best friend.” Willow plainly, before getting out of the car and disappearing behind a random house.
Eric sat in the car feeling anxious, scared, and slightly excited. He would have never guessed himself to end up in a situation like this. Ever. He tried to take his mind off of the situation by going through his phone, but nothing was catching his attention. How he could focus on anything at a time like this?
Just when he thought it would best to get out of the car and see what was taking so long, he saw Willow sprinting towards the car holding a ton of things he couldn’t see and she was covered in something dark.
“That was a lot more complicated than I thought it’d be.” she said, slightly out of breath and highly annoyed.
“What are you covered in? Is that…black blood?”
“They were waiting for me. I knew they would be and I almost made it out unnoticed, before I tripped over the damn lap table. I really gotta get it together,” she stated in a huff, speeding off and blowing past a stop sign.
“You just fought a demon?!”
“I fought 3 demons. I really need you not to freak out on me right now, Eric. You’ve been doing great all day, and I really don’t need you to start now.” She pleaded with a half smile, before hooking a sharp right.
“What does your best friend do that she can afford a house like that for you?” Eric asked, trying his best to not vomit from the unpleasant stench that was now filling the car.
“She doesn’t do anything either. It’s her dad. He kind of…runs things?”
“Your best friend’s dad is Satan?!” Eric screamed while just laughed and shook her head slightly.
“No, he’s Satan’s least favorite deity.”
“You mean…?”
“Yup and we are here.” Willow stated, once again slamming on the breaks and grabbing her things out of the backseat “we’re running out of time, so I need you to get moving.” Willow smiled towards Eric before slamming the door shut.
“Where the hell have you been Willow?!” Sam yelled, cigarette in hand.
“Trying to get away from Hell actually. Sam, meet Eric. Eric, this is Sam.” Willow smiled, before barging into the house.
Eric stopped and looked in total confusion and disbelief.
“You’re…you’re Sarah’s best friend!”
“If you could not tell her about this, that’d be super.” Sam smiled, beckoning Eric inside the house.
“What took so long at the house?”
“I tried to get out as quick as I could, but they discovered me, thus the black blood. You need to take him and get out of here now.”
“Willow, you can’t do this by yourself.”
“I will be fine and I can hold my own for a while. You don’t want to be here when this all happens. You need to go and keep him safe.”
“I can keep him safe here! I’m not letting you fight him alone!”
“SAM! GO!” Willow roared.
Just as Sam was about to respond, the ground started to violently shake.
“Oh shit” Willow whispered, fear all over her face “he’s here.”