"Do I have to?" She asked again firmly. She wasn't afraid though she probably should have been. She really didn't understand what she was up against, and that Quinn was just a bit more then a deranged mother. If she saw the eyes she would likely have a better idea. Dean had told her about that much, black eyes were bad. Normal could happen but mostly they were black, so Juliet didn't move, she was unfazed by Quinn walking forward. The only thing she did do was slide the safety off the weapon.
"Don't come any closer and put your hands behind your back. "She demanded. The situation was easy, almost too easy. Juliet would be lying if she said she wasn't getting a little nervous. Cops nervous never ended well. Her fingertips slid toward the trigger of her weapon. She hoped the expression on her face wasn't giving away her nerves. She was in police mode so she doubted it showed at all, but there was that tiny seed of doubt that hung over her.
"Come any closer and you'll find out. Hands behind your back, turn around and walk to me. Don't face me." She demanded again. Not responding to the request.