Shit. That's the only thing Kate could think when she watched you point that damn shotgun at her head. The two of you were on a hunt together but before she could put the vampire down he let it slip that she's one too. She's not even sure how he knew, but she's sure that you're willing to pull that trigger.

"Woah, hey," she says, putting her hands out in what she hopes is a placating gesture, "it's me, you know me. We've worked together for years, this shouldn't change anything. You know me."