A/N: Own nothing about supernatural. But Jackie and Mike belong to me:)

Title: Underground dungeons, Inquisition secrets.

Previously: Sequel to Dungeons for Demons and Hunters. If you start reading this, I assure you'll understand, no need to read the other fic ( but if you want to, I'll be very glad ;) Anyway, for new readers, Jackie is a huntress and Mike is her older brother ( also hunts) they have a tragic past too, parents are dead and her younger brother is also dead. She got to know the Winchesters when she goes looking for them and finds them all almost dead in the car ( right after Devil's Trap), she calls 911 and a bunch of things happen. Dean and her are extremely close ( Dean's POV of what a relationship is like) and she has a good friendship with Sam and John.

Summary: Sam, Dean, Jackie and Mike end up in 1252. Time when Inquisition had power to do whatever they wanted to get answers and condemn people. Angst, comedy, supernatural.

Chapter 1: This is so wrong!

" Sam, the amulet!" Dean shouted throwing an ancient amulet to his brother. Dean had lost his shotgun when one of the spirits sent him flying straight to the glass protecting a diamond necklace. Dean landed hard it causing to break. The security alarm went off right away. In a few minutes, that place would be crowded with cops, besides the security guards that were trying to open the gate that had been shut due to the alarm, locking the brothers there.

They had faced all kinds of spirits, angry ones, psychopaths, crazy doctors at asylums, but Dean just could stand an annoying, sarcastic spirit that was making fun of their hard work to send them back to wherever they came from. Their mocking laughs were echoing through the museum.

" What do I do with it?" Sam asked not really sure of what to Dean had planned.

" Smash it! No amulet, no spirits…I hope".

" Is that the best you can come up with?" Sam asked a little worried. They hadn't had time to research about it properly.

" You have a better idea?". Sam's look said it all. He didn't have a better idea. " Sam! Now!" Dean shouted squeezing his eyes shut waiting for the spirit's next move.

Seeing one of the spirits preparing another attack, Sam doesn't give a second thought.

" Lets see who is gonna laugh now, you son of a…" Dean was interrupted though. Sam had found a way to smash the amulet into a thousand pieces. A strong blast came from it, sending the brothers extremely hard on the walls, sending them into unconsciousness.

After what felt like an eternity, Dean slowly wakes up. He rubs the back of his head, which was hurting like hell and had a huge lump. Also rubbing his eyes, he tries to adjust them to the well lightened room.

He takes a look in his surroundings. He was sure he was supposed to be in a museum, or jail as far as he was concerned. But no, he was in a bedroom. A modest place, no ornamentation, nothing really valuable. The furniture was weirdly old.

"Worst hang over ever, or I completely lost my mind". Though he wasn't drinking last night, he couldn't quite figure out where he was or what had happened.

" Sammy?" He tried to call. That's when he realizes that he was shirtless and there was someone else sleeping beside him on the bed.

" Damn…please, let it be a woman…let it be a woman". He swallowed hard and got the courage to see who was there under the blankets and pulls it.

" Jackie!" He says surprised. Jackie puts her hands in front of her eyes to protect them from the light.

" What?" She says groggily. She opens her eyes and realizes she was not in her motel room anymore. " Mike?" She calls for her brother.

" Guess again". Dean says grinning. Jackie was dressed only in underwear, old fashioned but still underwear. Jackie looks at him confused, than around her, then she notices what she was wearing and Dean's big smile. She fast pulls the blankets and covers herself.

" Dean!" She warns him.

" Nothing I haven't seen before Jackie, come on". She takes a look on the floor looking for clothes.

" What…where…where the hell are we?"

" Beats me. I'm as much confused as you are". He says still grinning.

" Where's Mike? Last thing I remember we were hunting and out of the blue, everything goes black, then I wake up here!"

" I don't know about Mike. Sam's not here either".

" What's the last thing you remember?" She asks. Dean was stubborn like hell and God knows what he was doing to drag them there.

" Why don't you take a guess? You always assume I am the one to blame". He said letting out all his sarcasm. Jackie gave him 'the look'. After all, Dean didn't have the puppy eyes to hide his guilt.

" I don't know…picking up naive girls in a bar?" She said showing her jealousy. Dean smiled at that. He had made quite clear at the hospital that he loved her and she had done the same but they were both too stubborn to keep saying it unless it's a life or death matter.

" Why? Are you jealous?" Dean asked. Jackie changed her expression completely, from joking to 'I'll-kick-your-ass' look. " Kidding". Dean said clearing his throat. " Sam and I were working on a gig, there were these spirits and…".

He was interrupted by someone knocking on the door, they exchanged looks.

" Answer the door". Jackie said pointing into the living room's direction.

" You answer the door!" Dean scoffed.

" I'm naked…practically". She defended herself grinning.

" What if this is someone else's house?" Dean remembered.

" You'll find out, now go!" She said as the knocking was insistent.

Dean got up, walked to the door and opened it slowly. Stopped in front of it there was a teenager boy, no more than 17, for sure.

" Yeah?" Dean said not really knowing what to expect from that. The boy looked at him astonished as Dean was shirtless.

" Sorry to bother father, but everyone's waiting". The boy said simply and naturally.

" Umm, come again?" Dean raised one of his eyebrows.

" The church, they are waiting for you, your morning sermon sir".

" Oh! That kind of father…I'm priest…I'm a priest?" Dean asked to himself, the boy staring at him. " Shit". He whispered.

" The bishop asked me to call you father, are you feeling well?" Never the boy had heard a priest saying 'shit' before.

Dean took a look on the street, it was made of big stones, that place sure didn't looked like any town he'd been, not even the smallest ones.

" Umm, sure, I'm ok. I guess. Tell the people I'll be right there…and, God bless you…go in peace or whatever". When the boy was turning around to leave Dean called him again.

" Kid? Where is the church…exactly?" The boy had his eyes wide opened now, he couldn't believe his ears.

" Just over there father, where it has always been". The boy said pointing to a humble place.

" Yeah…ok". Saying so, Dean slammed the door on the boys face and got back to the bedroom, Jackie was already dressed by now. Not her usual clothes though.

"Who was it?" Jackie asked waiting for Dean to make fun of her. Dean was staring at nowhere, his mind distant. " Dean?"

" I'm a priest". He said not believing the words coming out of his mouth.

" What?"

" This is so wrong! I'm a priest!" He finally looks at her. " I don't know what's happening but…they know me here, they probably know you too!"

Jackie saw a book on a table and opened it. It was a sort of agenda written Dean's or Father Winchester's schedule for the day. Her jaw dropped when she saw the date.

" Shit! We're in 1252! Look, this is yours…father Winchester". She said mocking him.

" Let me see that". He took the book in his hands. He had a sermon in the morning, some other appointments during the day and the date: 1252.

" How? I don't get it!" Dean said tossing the agenda on the table.

" Ok, no panic, we have to play along, maybe you'll find Sam or Mike there. Get dressed and go…give your sermon…father". Jackie couldn't hold her laugh.

" Are you freaking nuts? What am I gonna say?".

" You lie all the time, make something up". She said tossing him a cassock " I'll go with you, I have to find Mike".

Dean put the cassock on. " You're not going anywhere, you have to stay put".

" No way, I'm not gonna stay here".

" Jackie, in case you haven't realized it, we're no longer in 2006, we're in 1252! Does it ring you a bell? Inquisition? As a priest, I'm pretty sure I wasn't supposed to be having sex let alone waking up with a girl next to on my bed in the morning. You come outside with me and we're both gonna get ourselves in big trouble!" Dean pointed out. He had studied about it once while flirting with a hot student of History.

" What if someone shows up?"

" I don't know…sneak out through the window, whatever!"

" I'm not the type of girl who just sneaks out though the window". She says in a naughty way. Jackie found the weirdest moments to tease him.

" But to have sex on the back seat of my car while stuck in traffic jam is just fine?" Dean pointed out teasing back.

" Point taken. Just go…I'll figure something out if anyone shows up".

" I'll be back soon…I hope". He said heading to the door.