OK…. So I have loved Supernatural since it first aired on tv (back when we had it on normal tv in Australia.) and I found this on one of my old drives, and thought I would post it, and dip my toe into another area of writing other than twilight and harry potter.
A few things you should know before reading, I have very loosely based this on the first episode, there is no hunting in this chapter, this is just a chapter on how I think Jess would have survived that night if given the chance, this story will hopefully follow with the tv series loosely as a few characters that were killed off, I will not kill, Jess being one of them, (and Bobby being another, I love him too much to kill him) I believe Sam's life would have been different (and Deans as well) if Jess had lived, so this is my take on what could happen.
I hope you like it, all criticism is welcome but horrible ones will be ignored, and all spelling and grammar mistakes are my own.
I have reread through this ork and edited all my mistakes on the 11/06/2015
Thank you Lily.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own supernatural, the dialogue or any of the characters on the show.
Chapter One October 31st to November 2nd 2005. (pilot episode)
"Sam" Jess asked rubbing at her eyes, she swore she heard a voice or at least a noise coming from the kitchen, when Sam didn't stir beside her she reached across to nudge him awake, coming up with only his cooling sheets, she frowned, sleepily blinking lightly in the dark she asked. "Sam, are you wake?"
Not getting a reply, she groaned, rubbing her face over her outstretched hand she called out again "Sam."
Hearing another noise from down the hall she decided she would investigate it later, after all it was probably just Sam in the kitchen, and he was either ignoring her on purpose, or he was in one of his moods.
As more noise came from the kitchen she sat up, flicking the blankets off her legs, she decided she would investigate what the hell Sam was doing, heading towards the kitchen, Jess rubbed at her face to try and get rid of the sleep and the hang over that was hovering around her head like a bad cloud. Flicking on the light in the kitchen, she spotted Sam, smiling at him lightly she asked "Sam what are you doing, what's with the noise?"
"Hey, Jess" Sam called, as he shuffled guiltily towards her "we didn't, wake you did we." Carding his fingers through his hair he stated. "Ah, this is Dean, I told you who Dean was right?"
Jess watched as Sam did the nerve shuffle thing he always seemed to do when his family was brought up, or he was trying to avoid something he didn't really want to talk about.
"Dean" cutting her gaze across to the man that now stood near her boyfriend, she briefly looked Dean up and down, before turning to face Sam "as in your brother Dean?"
"Smurfs huh, there my favorite." Dean stated, as he approached her "I gotta tell you, you are well and truly out of my brother's league."
Jess was sure the smile he sent her way was meant to be flirty but all it did was make anger pool into the pit of her stomach, making it churn in distaste.
What the hell was this man trying to do, ruin hers and Sam's relationship? Did he think one smile and she would forget about Sam? That she would sleep with him?
Jess smiled at him lightly which she was sure was more of a grimace then an actual smile, before focusing on Sam "everything ok babe?"
"Yeah, Dean was just leaving." Sam said as he put his arm around her waist, kissing her lightly on the forehead "absolutely nothing to worry about." He reassured her.
"Sam, dad's been missing for a few days." Dean cut in as he ran his hand through his hair.
"His probably pulling a double with Millar."
"Ok, well try this." Dean patted the side of his pants, as if he was search for something that was always there "dad went on a hunting trip and he hasn't been seen in a few days."
Jess wasn't sure what a standard response to that was meant to be, but as every muscle in Sam's body tensed she realized that this might in fact be a bad thing. And that Sam was actually worried about his father which she was certain he hadn't done in a while.
Not since the money or the brand new pair of jeans would randomly appear on their dining table, or that time there sink had magically fixed itself.
"Jess, will you excuse us." Sam stated as he ushered Jess to go down the hall to their bedroom.
"Sam?" Jess asked as she let him lead her down the hall and into the bedroom, sitting on the bed, she grabbed his hands "what is this about? I thought you hadn't spoken to your brother in years? And why are you worried about your dad being on a hunting trip?"
Sam sighed "you know I haven't seen him in years, but that doesn't mean he hasn't been here." rubbing at his face he stated "the money and the strange things appearing around the apartment, I've known it's been Dean, but that's not the point, his probably just here to talk, bounce some ideas on where dad has gone, and then leave again."
Jess wasn't sure who he was trying to convince her or himself, feeling the sense of dread fill her stomach, Jess nodded her head lightly, grabbing his face in her hands she lightly kissed him on the lips. "Go talk to your brother, then we can crawl back into bed." Glance at the clock she added "and start the day with a bang."
Sam chuckled lightly, kissing her on the lips "ok, just 5 minutes." Kissing her again, he sprinted out of the bedroom.
Flopping back on to the bed Jess sighed, Sam Winchester was going to be the death of her she was sure of it.
Crawling up the covers she tucked her feet under the blankets before stealing Sam's pillow, hugging it to her chest, she breathed in his scent, before sighing in contentment that seemed to surround her.
Opening her eyes up, she caught site of something on the windowsill, getting up from the bed she ran her fingers through the frowning at what she realized was a pile of salt, she was certain that Sam hasn't eaten in the bedroom today, so why was there salt on the sill.
Getting up she approached the window, running her finger through the salt, she hummed lightly, as she brushed the salt out of the perfect line that was to neat to have been spilled there.
Resolving to get the brush and shovel from the kitchen when Sam finished talking with his brother, she sat back on the edge of the bed, grabbing a pair of discarded jeans off the floor she slipped into them, so that her legs were covered just in case Sam's pervert of a brother walked back in with him.
Glancing at the clock she sighed in annoyance as she noticed that Sam had been gone for longer than 5 minutes.
Hearing Sam's feet thump on the floor as he walked up the hallway, Jess shot him a smile over her shoulder "how'd it go, did you sort it out?"
Sam sighed, his hand carding through his already messy hair "I'm going to go help him look for dad, we think we know where he might be, so were just going to make sure his alright."
"Will you be back by Monday for the interview, you've been looking forward to that for a while." Jess stated, as she grabbed his hands. "It can't wait can it, do you need to leave right now?"
"Yeah." Sam whispered "I might not get along with him, but he's my dad."
Jess smiled at him sadly, the familiar pang at not having her parents hurt her a little, and the fact that Sam was willing to jeopardize his future to go make sure his dad wasn't at the bottom of the bottle made a warm feeling fill her up inside. "I'll help you pack a bag." Jess stated as she reached up on the tips on her toes so she could kiss the corner of his mouth. "And when you get back you can make it up to me, besides it might do you some good to be with your brother, and it'll be a bonus if you can sober your dad up and bring him back to reality a little."
"Yeah." Sam laughed. "What would I do without you?"
"You'd crash and burn." Jess teased, rolling her eyes at her boyfriend, she walked into their shared wardrobe, grabbing his duffle bag off the top shelf, she frowned as she noticed something metal on his shelf, shaking her head she asked "so where exactly are you going?"
Half an hour later Jess kissed Sam goodbye as he followed his brother out of the apartment building, waving to him lightly she blow him a kiss, as she watched the lights of the impala disappear down the street.
Walking back into the apartment she shut and locked the door.
-0-0-
"So" Dean started, his fingers tapping a rhythm on the steering wheel.
"I'm coming with you to find dad, ok Dean we're not discussing Jess." Sam stated as he looked out the window "she's going to be one topic you don't get to bring up and we are not discussing her ever."
"Ok" Dean perched his lips, tapping the steering wheel he looked across at Sam, smirking he wiggled his eyebrows "she's hot."
"Dude." Sam gave him a dirty look.
-0-0-
As the alarm clock blasted through her dreams Jess squinted at it lightly, seeing 9am glaring back at her, she slammed her hand on top of the machine, searching in vain for the off button.
With a frustrated huff, Jess realized that it wasn't her alarm, it was Sam's, and with a groan she wiggled across the bed, sending pillows and blankets into the floor as she tried to turn off his alarm.
Flopping back on to the bed, she grabbed his pillow off the floor where it had fallen in her attempts at the alarm, holding it hostage, she snuggled into it, breathing in his manly smell she sighed in bless, she loved waking up with Sam all around her.
The perfume company should bottle up Sam's scent, if they did she would wear it all the time, hell she was pretty certain she would bath in it if she could.
Blinking her eyes open she looked at the clock on the bedside table, seeing 11.10 on the clock, she groaned.
After the interview yesterday, she really needed to talk to Rebecca, just to unwind and completely forget that she stuffed it up.
Not only did she bomb the interview, she was pretty certain she wouldn't get hired by any other hospital.
Feeling her back pop as she rose from the bed, Jess headed towards the bathroom.
She knew that Sam would be home sometime today, which meant he'd be exhausted before his interview tomorrow.
She wanted to run to the store and get some ingredients to make him some choc chip cookies, so that he had something to come home to, as well as met Rebecca for lunch before Rebecca started work that night.
Having the quickest shower she had ever had, Jess slipped into a pair of jeans and a singlet, throwing on one of Sam's flanny shirts Jess picked up the collar and inhaled his scent, before heading towards the front door.
Double checking she had her wallet, and phone as well as house keys she shuffled out of the door, closing it firmly behind her she locked it, jiggling the knob she made sure that the door was actually shut and locked, the last thing she needed was for someone to break into their apartment again.
Turning around she skipped down the stairs and headed towards the small café she was meeting Rebecca at.
Smiling as her phone began to ring, she answered it when she saw Sam's name on the caller id.
"So how goes the 'hunt' did you find your dad yet?" Jess asked as she by passed an old woman, and crossed the road.
"Still haven't found him yet, he left a lot of his stuff in Jericho though so that's a bit of a worry." Sam sighed "I was ringing to see how your day was going, not bitch about mine." Sam's deep voice made her skin tingle and a dull ache to form in the pit of her stomach.
"Sam your allowed to worry about him, from what you've told me his not the father of the year type, but his still your dad, besides my day has been good, I'm meeting Rebecca for lunch, I believe there's another boyfriend involved."
"Ah, the drama of college graduates." Sam teased.
"Hey, I like to think that ours isn't a drama." She teased back "though we have enough hot steamy sex, for it to be a drama I guess."
She could hear the smile in Sam's voice as he stated "what would I do without you."
"Crash and burn." Jess replied. "I'll ring you tonight babe, I gotta go I'm at the cafe."
"Alright love you."
"Love you to."
-0-0-
Jess hummed lightly as she pulled the last batch of cookies out of the oven, sitting them on the counter, using an egg flip she slipped the cookies off the oven tray and put them on the cooling tray that was on the bench.
Hearing her phone ring, she looked at it to see that Sam was calling her again.
"Hey handsome, I was just about to go to bed." Jess stated as she put the baking tray in the sink, and started washing the dishes, making sure her phone wouldn't slip off her shoulder she waited for Sam to reply.
"Yeah, I was just letting you know that I'm about six hours out, and I was hoping to catch you before you went to bed."
Jess smiled softly. She really did love Sam, especially when he was being himself, not hiding his personality from his brother.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I'm going to grab a shower, and slip into a nighty, assuming your brothers coming back with you."
"ah, no" Sam stated, she could hear the sound of papers rattling around, and what she knew was the engine of the impala purring away, closing her eyes she could also hear a tinny version of some ACDC song on the radio. "He, um, he needs to get back to his own life."
Jess hummed at him disapprovingly, she knew he was lying, letting it slid she asked "so naked then?"
"God Jess." Sam groaned "I'll see you in a few hours, I love you."
Jess laughed "don't worry I love you to." Shaking her head at her boyfriend she dried her hands, grabbing her phone off her shoulder she sat it on the table, going back she finished the dishes.
Drying her hands again, she put the cooled cookies on a plate, grabbing a pen and a piece of paper, she wrote a letter for Sam.
I love you. I missed you
Blowing on it lightly, she placed it on the side of the plate.
-0-0-
"You really like this Jess, huh?" Dean asked as he looked across at Sam "she's not just a passing thing."
"You have passing things Dean." Sam stated, as he closed his phone "I don't know, I see a future with her, she's the one I'm going to marry one day."
"Wow." Dean whistled "you're serious?" looking at Sam he asked "she know about the family business?"
"No." Sam stated "I got out of that life Dean, I'm not going to drag her into it, Jess deserves better, and." Pausing Sam contemplated what he was going to say "I'm ready to give it to her, she had that interview at the hospital to start nursing there, and I'm going to be a lawyer."
"A pencil pusher?" Dean asked shaking his head "you could at least do something that won't make you lose all your skills."
"You don't get it Dean, how many demons have ruined someone's life, not just killing someone using their bodies, but also getting caught and then just leaving the person to face the consequences, I want to be able to help the victims of everything we hunt."
Dean was silent for a while, taking in his brothers words, before he glanced at Sam "so, you're not really getting out of hunting, you're just going a step further."
"I don't know, maybe." Sam muttered, as he looked out of the window "I just want to make there lives easier I guess."
"Dose Jess know the real reason for you wanting to go into law?"
Sam shook his head "I'm going to tell her Dean, it just hasn't been the right time for it."
Dean nodded lightly "hey, one thing you were taught was there is never enough time for waiting in this life."
Silence fall over the brothers as they both thought on their words. "I'm going to ask her to marry me."
"Yeah." Dean agreed "She's a good girl, just wait until after the wedding before I get nephews yeah."
"You'd know as soon as we found out, after all best man kinda needs to be at the wedding."
Dean shot Sam a smile "you haven't even asked her how do you know she won't turn your ugly arse down."
"I don't know Dean, we've talked about the future, and I'm pretty sure she would have said yes."
"Would have?" Dean asked
"I had it planned for this weekend, after her interview."
Dean whistled "the ring big? Chicks dig big rings."
Sam shook his head "not ever chick is into material things Dean."
"Alright, have we finished our chick moment?" Dean stated as he thumbed the steering wheel.
"Yeah." Sam agreed as he leant back on the seat and closed his eyes, determined to get some sleep before he got home.
-0-0-
Jess woke with a start, someone was in the house, or trying to get into the house.
Sitting up and swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, she tripped over something sticking out of the edge of the bed on Sam's side, scooping up her phone she pressed redial on it, holding her breath as she waited for Sam to answer she counted to 10, before releasing the breath she was holding, hearing what sounded like someone breaking the front door down she silenced her scream that wanted to jump out of her throat.
"Jess."
"Sam" Jess gasped "there's someone in the house, it sounds like they're breaking down the front door."
"What?" Sam shouted. "Dean go faster we needed to get home."
"I'm going to see who's there." Jess stated.
"Jess, don't go near the door." Sam snapped.
"Sam." Jess stated as she shuffled down the hallway, peeking out through the glass in the door, Jess smiled in relief. "It's just Brady."
"At 1 in the morning." Sam shouted through the phone. "Jess don't open that door, ok it's not Brady."
"What?" Jess asked "of course its Brady, he doesn't have a twin or a cloning machine." Jess teased.
"Babe." Sam's tone went serious "can he see you?"
Jess frowned, as she watched Brady pound on the door again. "Jess hello, are you there?"
"Don't answer him." Sam hissed in the phone "Dean drive faster"
Swallowing Jess felt fear lick up her spine "Sam what's going on?"
"Jess, you gotta listen to me, there is a pump bottle filled with water in my nightstand you need to get that, can you do that."
Jess nodded lightly, rushing down the hall to the bedroom, she pulled Sam's draw out, grabbing the bottle of water, she noticed a rosary on a chain in there as well, slipping it into her bra, thankful that she hadn't taken it off she waited for Sam's further instructions. "Ok, now what do I call the police?"
"No, no, Jess you have got to trust me ok, and that means no police ok."
"Ok" Jess whispered, as she looked down to the front door from the hallway, where she could just make out Brady standing there, she was certain she could see the doorknob moving.
"Ok, there's a gun in the closet on my side underneath a stack of shirts."
"A gun?" Jess hissed "what the hell is a gun doing in this house?"
"Now is not the time to lecture me on the safe place for guns Jess." Sam sighed. "He can't get in if there is salt line downs, Jess you need to remember that, that is not Brady alright, I need you not to freak out but that's a demon."
Demon.
What the hell was Sam thinking, demons didn't exist they were something nightmares were made of, and sane people didn't think of them, only crazy people thought of demons, and she was certain her stable beautiful, kind and shy boyfriend wasn't insane.
Trying to control the panic willing up inside her, she took a deep breath, focusing on what Sam had said, there wasn't any salt down, she had cleaned it up yesterday when she woke up, she had thought that Sam had spilt it again, but now she knew she was wrong, he had deliberately poured the salt "I cleaned up the salt on the windowsill in the bedroom." Jess blurted as she put the bottle on the bed, rushing over to the wardrobe she grabbed the gun from under the shirts, wrinkling her nose in distaste as she sat it on the bed.
"that's ok babe, but you need to get the salt from the kitchen, and put a line in front of the window, and in the doorways, it won't take him long to get through the front door, and the salt line under the mat." Sam instructed "were about an hour away, babe, it's going to be alright, depending on his strength he probably can't get past the first line of salt."
Jess could tell from the sound of his voice that he was lying, and when she caught sight of the black eyes of Brady as she raced to the kitchen for the salt, she screamed and dropped the phone, this was so not real, she was having a nightmare, and soon she will wake up to Sam shaking her awake his concerned face peering over her, and he'll chase away her nightmare with sex, and she'll feel ok, and this would all have been a dream.
A horrible, horrible dream.
With shaking hands she grabbed the salt, and raced towards the bedroom, pouring a shaky line of salt in the doorway first and then on the windowsill, she took a deep breath before exhaling, trying to control her nerves, from her vantage point she could see where Brady had actually broken the front door and had managed to get through the first salt line by flicking the mat back with his foot, and blowing the grains away.
"Oh god." Jess whispered as she saw Brady's black eyes shift to her.
"Sweet little Jess all alone." Brady laughed "from what I understand Sam's going to be awhile yet, why don't you come out of there and we'll talk."
Jess shook her head, backing away from the salt line, and moving closer to the bed where the pump bottle sat with Sam's gun.
Scooping up the bottle of water, her fingers trembled as she watched him, she had always thought that Brady was a creep, one of those friends you were introduced to through a friend of a friend, which hovered until he was accepted into your own group of friends.
She had meet Sam through him, she'd helped get him clean when he had dropped out of college and started to do drugs, she had thought at one stage that he would be a decant person, but it turns out that she was wrong, not only was he not human, he most certainly was a creep.
She could hear her phone ringing in the kitchen, the constant chirp announcing that someone was ringing her, its happy bubbly ringtone making her heart race, was she going to spend her last minutes standing in her bedroom, quivering in fear as a demon tormented her, her stupid ringtone for Sam on repeat as the demon in front of her ripped her apart.
She couldn't believe she had dropped her phone, or that she had been stupid enough to leave the kitchen in the first place.
She should have dashed out the backdoor, or escaped out of the window, she should have never dropped her phone.
She should have gone with Sam on his trip, she would have been safe with him, he had protected her from everything else, and sure she would be the first person to admit that she didn't need a man to defend her, but it was nice to feel protected and loved once in a while and Sam did that for her.
"Do you know what you hold in your hand there Jessica, did Sammy tell you what he does, all the things his done in his life." Brady smirked at her, his eyes flashing back to those of a humans "do you know how many people his killed?"
Swallowing the bile that flooded her throat at the thought of her Sam killing anyone she stared at him, popping the bottle open, she smiled sweetly at him. "I'm pretty sure you've done worse, I was a good catholic girl, before I meet Sam, so I know exactly what you are, and what this is."
"So the whore isn't ignorant after all." Brady chuckled, his fingers curled around the door frame as he stared at her "this line isn't going to hold, and when I get my hands on you I'll do to you what Sammy was to chicken to do, I'm going to pin you down and show you what a real man feeling like, I'm going to rip out your guts, and watch you burn alive."
Bringing up the bottle, she squeezed it, hitting him right between the eyes.
As he recoiled, hissing as he went Jess felt some form of satisfaction as he shot away from the salt line.
Smiling to herself, she stepped forward squirting him again, as he recoiled more she didn't even noticed that the salt had all but been broken with the water that splashed out of the bottle.
Brady snarled as he pushed over the salt line, knocking her back into the bedside table, Jess felt the air leave her lungs.
"You whore." Brady snarled as he grabbed her by a fistful of her hair, pulling her up to his height, he slapped her across the face "you're dead."
Struggling in his grip, Jess felt something slice across her abdomen, screaming in pain, she struggled in his grip, pulling her hair out as she tried to get away from him.
Hearing sirens in the distance, the black stealing in the side of her vision, Jess gripped the cross in her bra, yanking it out, she pressed it into Brady's face, as she was dropped to the ground, she crumbled in on herself.
The smell of smoke filling her senses as she felt the blackness pull her into it, she hoped someone noticed her house was on fire.
-0-0-
"Faster Dean." Sam shouted as he pressed redial on his phone.
"Sammy I'm going as fast as I can." Dean snapped back.
"Come on, come on." Sam muttered as he caught a glimpse at the sign, there were 30 miles out now, flipping his phone back open he dialed 911.
"911 what's your emergency?"
Licking his lips he shot a look at his brother as he responded to the operator, calling in the break in as well as a need for an ambulance, Sam hung up the phone.
He needed Jess to be alright, he didn't think he could survive without her.
"Were going to get there in time Sammy." Dean promised
Sam had a sinking feeling in his stomach he didn't want to comment on, instead he focused on not fidgeting on the seat, and sending preys up to whoever is listening that they he would find Jess well and alive.
Half an hour later as the impala pulled up onto his block, Sam's heart jumped out of his chest as he saw his house go up in flame. "No, no, no" Sam chanted as he jumped out of the car.
"Sir you can't go in there." A police man called as he stopped Sam front going past the service vehicles
"I live there, my girlfriend" Sam choked, he felt the world around him tunnel out as all he thought of was what would happen if he was too late.
"She's in the ambulance." The police officer pointed to where an ambulance sat.
Hearing those words Sam sagged in relief, Jess had survived, she had fought a demon by herself and won.
Heading to the ambulance, he hopped up inside, grabbing Jess' hand he kissed her lightly on the head.
All that mattered was that Jess was alright.
And the son of a bitch that did this would pay for doing this to his girl.
Looking up as the ambulance doors were close, Sam caught sight of his brother nodding to him, Sam knew that Dean got the message.
He was returning to hunt.
Let me know what you all think.
lily.
