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A Beacon in the Dark |10|

Pairing: Joey x Reader

Summary: Joey likes helping people, it's what she's best at. Hunting down the monsters of myth and legend might be the best way to save people.

Warnings: None?

Word Count: 2.5k+

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Joey paced back and forth in Grace’s office. As soon as they got back to the house Grace drove around to the back and released a hidden ramp that went under the house. Joey was confused until Grace went down the ramp, she turned around in a dark room and then began backing up until the back of the truck connected to a large metal cage, locking it in place.

“Please wait for me upstairs,” Grace had said.

Joey didn’t know what to do, she didn’t know if she wanted to argue with Grace and insist on staying, if she wanted to listen, or if she just wanted to go home. Joey ended up listening, she got out of the truck and made her way across the room. The ramp closed as soon as they got off it, leaving them in a large concrete room under the house. Joey looked around, the only thing in the room was a large metal cage.

The cage was clearly meant to hold a werewolf, she assumed Grace had it specifically for you, which all the more confirmed that she knew what you were and accepted it. The metal bars of the cage were thick, the gaps were big enough for a human to stick their hand between but not a werewolf. The bottom of the cage was a concrete slab, and Joey could swear she saw spots that were stained with blood.

When Joey got to the door she furrowed her brow. It was a singular metal door, something that would be in an industrial building or even a submarine with how tight it seemed to seal shut, though there was no lock, no way for Joey to get out. She looked back at Grace who pressed a button on her phone. A second later Joey heard a lock release, a few gears grind and groan as they turned, and then the doors swung open. Joey looked back at Grace one last time before stepping out of the room. As soon as she was clear of the door it slammed shut, the lock turning back into place, sealing the room shut once again. The room was perfectly designed to keep you contained, even if you got out of the cage that was there you wouldn’t have been able to break out of the room itself.

Joey made her way down the long narrow hallway and up the winding stone steps, she had never felt more like she was in an actual dungeon than in that moment. When she opened the door at that top of the steps she was back inside the house, she closed the door behind her, giving it a small glance. It was like every other door in the house, if a stranger were to come over, they’d never know what lay behind it, it was specifically meant to blend in and not draw attention.

Joey quickly made her way to Grace’s office. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the office in disarray. It was always messy, in an organized sort of way, when Grace was researching, but this time papers were scattered about, she figured Grace got notified and got moving instantly. The idea that Grace moved so quickly to get to them and was so prepared, helped calm Joey a little bit. But it was just a little bit, she should never have been placed in that situation, not without her knowledge, she never would have gone on the mission if she knew what you were and what day it was, she thought you knew her well enough to know that.

As much as she wanted to take a seat, she couldn’t help but pace back and forth. Grace was left alone with you, while you were currently a giant raging monster. Clearly Grace knew how to handle you, she came at you and wrangled you as if she were an expert, like she had done it before. Joey scoffed, shaking her head, she wondered how many times Grace had to do that to you, how many times you changed while on a mission.

Joey crossed her arms as her mind went back to the mission. She didn’t know about werewolves, but it certainly seemed like this was more of a curse than anything, you shifted within minutes, but she heard the crack of your bones, watched as your body morphed and reformed, all the while you screamed in pain. It had looked like you were fighting the change, like you were trying to hold it back to warn her, give her time to get away. She wondered if that caused you more pain, if you were suffering to buy her time, if you hadn’t tried to push it off if it maybe would have been just a little less painless.

After you changed though, it was like you weren’t even there. Joey wondered if you were locked in your mind, watching as the monster rampaged, if you had any control at all. Every monster she’d face with you didn’t have a problem killing, they relished in it. Even the ones who killed to survived seemed to get some sort of enjoyment. She parted on good terms with Abigail but even she enjoyed the hunt, playing with her food as they tried to run away in fear. She just didn’t know how much of the beast was you and how much was the monster.

You slaughtered the witches. She knew the two of you were there to stop them, to kill them, but you tore them apart. You ripped through them like they were nothing. Even when they fought back, they didn’t seem to stand a chance. The only reason Joey was alive at the moment was because of Grace. What if next time you lost control there was no in around, Joey wouldn’t stand a chance against you. She failed to shoot you but even though Grace injured you, you healed almost instantly, she didn’t even know what your weakness was.

All that was if she even stayed. She wanted nothing more than to cut and run, the money just didn’t seem worth it anymore. She might not have been able to get a job before but the endless applying and the back-alley surgeries to pay the bills seemed a lot more appealing. The money was good, the schedule was great, but none of that mattered if one day Joey ended up dead by her own partner’s hand.

Joey jumped when she heard the door creak open. She whipped around only to see Grace was finally there. “Sorry,” Grace said.

“For startling me or for lying?” Joey asked, not bothering to keep the anger out of her tone.

“I understand if you’re upset.”

“If?” Joey shouted, raising her voice for the first time at Grace. “I almost died because you sent me into the field with a monster,” she gestured to the door with a hand.

Grace flinched at her words but didn’t back down. “They’re not a monster.”

Joey laughed at, like she genuinely laughed as if Grace had just told the funniest joke in the world. “A giant wolf rampaging through the woods, slaughtering everything in its path?” She said through her laughter. “No, of course it’s not a monster, what else would it be!”

Grace took a deep breath, despite Joey’s reaction, Grace had remained completely calm. “There’s more to this than you know,” Grace continued to speak calmly.

“Forgive me for not believing you,” Joey snapped. “You completely misled me from the very beginning.”

“It wasn’t relevant to-”

“Knowing my partner could potentially kill me wasn’t relevant?” Joey cut her off. “You said this job was dangerous.” Joey knew how dangerous the job was, going against unknown monsters was a life and death situation every time. “You never told me that danger would also come from the one who was supposed to have my back.”

“Would you have taken the job if you had known?” Grace never flinched at anything Joey threw at her, no matter how much she raised her voice, Grace never wavered.

“Guess we’ll never know,” Joey clenched her jaw as she glared at Grace. She wouldn’t have taken the job, not if they had come right out and said it that day. Joey would have cut and run right then and there if she knew what you were. However, after getting to know you, after working with you, if you had come forward, she probably would have stayed. She would have been more cautious, she wouldn’t know what would set you off, but she certainly never would have gone on a mission with you the night of a full moon.

“I am sorry for keeping this from you,” Grace repeated. “But it’s safer the less people know.”

Joey let out a humorless chuckle. “Glad to know my life matters so little.”

“That’s not what I meant.” Joey rolled her eyes, you and Grace had a bond, one that ran deep, she knew there was never a way Grace would ever choose her life over yours. “Werewolves are scary.” Joey narrowed her eyes slightly, unsure of where Grace was going to go with this. “There used to be packs all over, now there’s less than a handful. They’re difficult to kill, with their strength, speed, and durability, they’re a challenge.” It definitely seemed like a challenge based on the way Grace went after you, though she didn’t say they were impossible to kill so there had to be some sort of weakness. “Centuries ago, when monsters weren’t completely dismissed as myth and legend, hunters rose up, they hunted everything they could, but the big one was-”

“Werewolves,” Joey concluded.

Grace nodded. “On top of that, when someone learns the truth, they tend to run away, they only see a monster:” Joey looked down, that’s exactly what she called you, more than once. “Forgetting the person they’ve come to know, who they truly are.”

“So, who are they?” Joey shrugged. “What’s their story?”

“That’s not for me to tell.” Grace at least had the decency to look apologetic, though Joey still rolled her eyes.

“I thought you said you’d answer all my questions?”

“I will,” Grace assured her. “But it’s not my story to tell and you shouldn’t hear it from me anyway.” Joey wasn’t happy about that answer, but she nodded, nonetheless. “But you do know them. This doesn’t change who they are.”

She wasn’t sure that was true, which was why Joey was so conflicted, she got to know who you were, who she thought you were at least. As soon as she saw you change, that all went away, she saw you as a monster. One could say the wolf was a monster and you were you, but there had to be some overlap, there just had to be. Whether good or bad, you were a werewolf, you were one person, not two separate entities.

It didn’t seem likely that when you were shifted that your human mind was just gone, just like it didn’t make sense that when you were normal that the wolf was completely dormant. She didn’t catch it in the moment but when she first met Grace, when you saw her as a potential threat to Grace you reacted. You moved in front of her before she could even blink, your voice changed, she now knew it had been more of a growl. If those parts could come out any time, if you could heal in your human form, then who was to say other parts, such as your temper wouldn’t come out. There was nothing telling her that you wouldn’t potentially just snap one day and release that rage that’s inside of you, whether it was in your wolf form or not.

“I never should have been on that mission,” Joey said, shaking herself out of her thoughts. “I have a son,” Joey snapped, stepped forward so she was only inches from Grace. “The two of you-”

“It was me,” Grace cut her off. Joey backed down but only because of her confusion. “They wanted you nowhere near this.” Joey relaxed, that sounded like the person she had gotten to know. You always did everything to make sure she was there for her son on time, always apologized when a mission affected her time with him. “They knew the risks; they begged to go alone. I’m the one who wanted you there.”

“Why?” Joey searched Grace’s face, as if the reason would be there. Grace was a little reserved, she didn’t go into the field, though after tonight it was clear she was more than capable, but she wasn’t cruel, she hadn’t been anything but kind since Joey had met her.

“I didn’t want them to be alone,” Grace admitted. “I knew tonight was a risk, I was worried.”

“About the witches?”

“Partly,” Grace nodded. “Everything I told you about the mission was true, we didn’t know what they were capable of.” Joey nodded, and waited because she knew Grace wasn’t done yet. “The other part is…” Grace looked down, as if she were ashamed for what she was about to say. “I was worried about what they would do.”

“So, you sent me,” Joey scoffed. “Without any backup or knowledge on how to handle the situation,” she shook her head. “Fuck you.” Grace closed her eyes but otherwise didn’t seem offended by Joey’s outburst. “I’m out of here.”

“Wait,” Grace called out just as Joey’s hand touched the doorknob. “Stay, please.”

Joey glanced back; she saw the pleading look in Grace’s eyes. “Why?” she whispered. She didn’t even know why she turned around; she should have just stormed out of the house; she didn’t have a car, but she could call a cab or just start walking until she found something.

“Just hear them out, they’ll explain everything. Haven’t they at least earned that?” Grace gestured with her hands. “If you want to leave after, you’re more than welcome. I understand if you don’t want to continue with our partnership. Just, please, talk to them first.”

Joey turned back to the door, she looked down at her hand on the doorknob, she tightened her grip before releasing it. She let out a shaky breath. “Okay,” Joey faced Grace again. “But as soon as they’re done, I’m leaving.”

Grace nodded and didn’t stop Joey when she walked out of the room, she wasn’t going to leave but she couldn’t be in the same room as Grace anymore. Grace was right about at least one thing; Joey did owe it to you to hear you out. You had saved her life enough times, you had been an annoying pain in the ass, but you had gone above and beyond for her, the least she could was hear what you had to say. She wasn’t sure if it would change her mind about anything, but she could at least understand better, understand you, and understand why you did what you did.

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