Live And Let Die
Disclaimer - I own nothing of Supernatural just my OC Jenna Karen Singer.
It had been over a year since she had been home, fighting the good cause and weekly phone calls with her father Bobby Singer. He hated her hunting. His little girl out there on her own but what could he do? She was 29, he could hardly keep her locked up somewhere as much as he'd like to. With her holdall dropped heavily on the floor she took a tentative step into her childhood home. "Dad!" She yelled out and not getting a response. The house was just as she remembered it. It's dusty air stuck thick in her lungs. When she reached the kitchen she stopped and smiled, at the view from the window she could make out her father. His arm wiping the brow of his head from sweat under the South Dakota sun. Still with that cap on which she detested and did quite vocally tell him so. Sensing someone there Bobby turned around. His eyes wide at first till his bearded face grew into a huge grin. Rushing down the back steps she greeted him with a bear hug. "It's good to see yah girl. " He cupped her face to get a better look at her. "Dad, I'm fine." She smiled, removing his hands. She knew all to well what he was doing. If she had no bruising then he knew she was just fine. He smiled knowing she was.
The two hunters sat in the study. A glass of whiskey sat in front of them both as Bobby slapped the old book in front of her, tapping his finger against the pages. "What's this?" She questioned looking down at it. "The seals? Dad why are you looking into the 666 seals?" Her brows knitted together in question. A weary expression crossed his features and he took off his cap, leaning back into his chair. "You remember John Winchester? " Jenna nodded as she listened. "Well it's his boys, they're in a spot of trouble and something is trying to open 66 of these seals." she nodded her head with a frown. "And what happens if they're all open?" She questioned as a sickening pit in her stomach opened. "Lucifer walks." Was all he said as he poured himself another drink. "I heard rumours, on the grapevine. About the elder one." Bobby met her eyes as she spoke. "Is it true he was pulled from hell by an angel?" the confirmation was a short nod. "His names Castiel. Guys a real dick." Jenna ran a hand into her hair and poured herself another drink. Angels are real... Christ! Her mind screamed. "Jen, I need to see if you can put your feelers out and see what the next seal will be." She nodded and drained the rest of her glass. "Looks like I've got some work to do then." huffing out a small laugh.
Three days she'd been at it, three whole days and nothing. From the amount if seals it was impossible to tell which one would break next. Tiredly she rubbed her forehead with a hand needing some kind of relief. Her head lifted up at the sound of knocking on the door. Placing the pencil she was still holding in her hair she opened the door. Two men stood before her. One tall with a shaggy mane of hair and the other, short hair with a brown leather jacket. "You boys lost or something?" She questioned their shocked expressions. The taller one looked around her as if he was confused where as the shorter just held a bemused smile on his face. Jenna raised a brow at their silence. "well? " She shrugged her shoulders and leaned her arm up the door frame. It was the taller of the two who caught her attention. "We're here to see Bobby..." he trailed off as the other seemed to push him out of the way. "I'm Dean. This is my brother Sam... " She nodded to them both in a knowing fashion before dropping her arm down and walking back in the house. "Dad's out back." She pointed with her finger as she headed back into the study. Dean shot his head round and glared at his brother mouthing. "Dad?" and silently shrugging. Sam seemed just as confused. Once outside they found the older hunter. "Boys.." He nodded at them. Both of them returning a greeting as the older hunter carried on with his task. Both of them shifted from one foot to another but it was Sam who cleared his throat and got his attention. "You going to tell us about the women in your study?" He questioned Bobby. Dean smirked "I think she's a lady Sammy." Elbowing his brother but stopped when he saw the look on the elders face. Bobby's finger waved aggressively in Dean's face. "You make a move on her boy and I swear... Not even the angels will be able to find yah." His finger making its point as he prodded it into Dean's chest. "Jeez alright Bobby.." His hands lifted in a surrendering gesture. "That's Jenna my kid. I asked her to come back to help you pair of idjits with these damn seals." His face remained straight as he looked to both of them. "She knows about this stuff. Demon stuff." Wiping his hands down his old jeans Bobby motioned for them to go inside. "How does she know about this stuff... I'm surprised you'd let her hunt." Sam stood with his hands in his pockets. Both brother's wanting to know about this. Bobby just shrugged. "She's as stubborn as a mule. Wanted to know everything about the thing that possessed her momma." Both brother's had their 'we understand you' face on. "She's turned into one of the best demonoligists state side." He smiles proudly. Deans lips curl into a smile at the elder hunters expression when talking about her. Opening his mouth to speak he's stopped by her voice. "You boys want a cold drink?" His eyes following the voice to see her standing there, bottles of beer in hand and a bright smile on her face. His instant reaction is to smile back at her, he could have sworn his heart beat picked up a little faster at the sight. "Yeah, that'd be great Jenna." Sams voice tears Dean away from the unusual feelings he felt. Mentally shrugging it off as an attraction all three make their way back into the house.
"So I don't know how much dad told you." She glances at all three men as they sit around Bobby's study. "He's asked me to come take a look at these seals. Now I can't tell you which one will be attempted next. " Sam leans back with a heavy sigh into his chair. "Well no offense... Jen, but what help can you give us?" Dean sarcastically asks causing Jenna to lift a brow and look to the other two. She stands and takes a large book from inside a bag that's by her feet, dropping it heavily in front of Dean. "Translate that. It's about the 600 seals." She sits and motions with her hand to him and the book, a smug smile on her lips."Be my guest Dean." Challenging him, causing him to frown at the book. Dean leans himself forward pushing the old book towards her. "Looks like you got a lotta work on your hands sweetheart." Casually taking a sip of his beer. And audible groan escapes Sam's lips at his brother's attitude, but he's intrigued in the book. Shifting it he slowly opens it, eyes widening like a child in candy store. Ignoring his younger brother Dean reverts to giving Jenna the stink eye. "Bobby's mistaken. We don't need your help." He shifts a little and watches as Sam carefully opens the book. His eyes diving back to the women in front of him. Jenna leans her elbows on the table. "I get it. I'm am outsider, but like it or not my father asked me for help. And for him to do that..." She pauses taking a drink from her beer bottle. "Then it's clear some shit it going down. So suck it up princess. Swallow that pride and except a little help. Huh?" With that she stands to leave but not before stopping and tapping her finger on the page Sam seems to be trying to decipher. "Don't try reading any of this out load. God only knows what it would bring." She taps him on the shoulder and walks straight out the house.
"I don't like her." Dean states a matter of factly. Causing Sam to grin up at him. "Dude she's a female Bobby. She ain't gonna stand for your shit." Sam speaks as Dean just scowls at him but clearing his throat as Jenna walks past them again. Sam politely smiling at her as she goes outside to her father.
"How'd it go?" Bobby questions her as they both sit on the back steps to the house. Rubbing her hand around the base of her neck Jenna shrugs. "I get the feeling Dean don't trust me..." She looks at her father. "I think Sam will be grateful for a little help. He looks lost." Frowning, getting the feeling she hasn't got the whole story from her father. Jenna turns to face him. "Why are the seals being broken?" She doesn't know but what she does know is something big is going down. Bobby sighed, taking his cap off and wiping his brow. "I think you should talk to Dean about that. " She nodded as she looked out across the yard. She had missed this place. It would always be home to her. While Sam was taking a shower Dean chose to stay downstairs. Finding himself relaxed on the sofa, beer in hand and the TV on some disturbing hospital tv drama. But his eyes kept going back to the women of the side of him. After his third head turn in her direction she spoke. "What?" She grumbled. Frowning Dean shrugged. "Nothing." He said then allowed his eyes to look back at the tv. Jenna took her glasses off and placed them on the desk. "You don't keep looking over this way for no reason, Dean. Just spill it." Her pen followed suit and was placed next to her glasses while Dean turned in his seat to look at her more his mouth opening and shutting as if he couldn't get his words. It was clear on her features that she now thought of him as an ass. "I.. I just never would have guessed that Bobby's daughter would look like you." there. He'd said it and felt quite proud of himself too. Jenna lifted a brow as she raised her head up at him. She smiled slowly. "And how would you have me look?..." Dean blew some air from his lips as he contemplated. "Like a trucker. Only without the beard." He laughed after he said it causing Jenna to chuckle low in her throat. "let's be grateful I don't then." She grinned then looked back to the book.
It was pretty obvious by now that Dean wasn't a lover of research. He continued to fidget in his seat, sighing loudly and drummed his fingers against the desk. Again Jenna removed her glasses and quietly placed them on the book. "Can i ask you something?" She shot out of the blue. Dean lifted his head and nodded. "Who's trying to break these seals? " She entwined her fingers together as she watched him. And clearly from him movements Dean wasn't comfortable with this question. He shuffled in his seat before he met her eyes. "Its a Demon called Lilith. She wants to free Lucifer from the pit." Her left brow lifted high at his honesty. This was an even bigger deal then she'd originally thought. "You can run for the hills now." His throat chuckled from the expression on her face causing Jenna to smile in return. "I'm not running." Her voice was low as she looked at him seeing his Adams apple bob as he nodded. Clearing his throat Dean looked away as he heard Sam enter the room giving both hunters a strange look. He felt as if he'd just walked in on something, both their voices were low and they were staring at one another. The whole situation was bigger then Jenna had anticipated. She'd heard stories of Lilith and she knew what she could do. It was then in her head that all seemed to make sense to her. Lilith was the one who had held the contact over Dean.