Jude is looks up and see's the ceiling of what looks like her old bedroom; it appears to her that she's in a baby crib. 'What the-oh.' She thinks, realizing what is actually happening.
'It's just a dream Jude, let it pass.' She sighs in her head.
She remembers this night more vividly than she would like, and sometimes it replays in her dreams like right now.
Her mother and brothers kiss her goodnight as her father walks in to get Sam and Dean to bed. Mary takes one long look at Jude, as she lay in the baby crib, and then walks down the hall.
'If only she knew.' Jude thought to herself.
Then she hears it. The dreaded footsteps make their way from Sam's room to her own. Her mom had seen the thing in Sam's room when she heard him fuss, but assumed it was her husband calming Sam.
She would soon be mistaken.
The tall figure now standing at the door looks at her with its stinging yellow gaze for a moment, and then starts towards her.
'It will be over soon Jude, just go through the motions.' Jude again tries to reassure herself in the dream.
As the yellow-eyed demon begins to try to feed its foul blood to infant Jude, another figure appears and grabs the demon. It looks down at the creature with its own stunning blue eyes, just as Jude remembers, and opens its mouth.
"You already had your way with Sam, I cannot permit you to poison the girl as well." The blue-eyed shadow commanded with its powerful voice.
"A little too late this time, Michael." The creature smirked back at Michael.
"No-" Michael frantically stormed back over to Jude, but noticed that she barely swallowed the blood that was fed to her.
The blue-eyed man looked over the peaceful child, and placed his thumb on her right side over her rib, and watched it glow against her skin. The blood had disappeared from her mouth and body in an instant, and her eyes became a more vibrant blue-grey.
The two then heard the worried footsteps of Mary making their way into the room from the hall.
In that instant Michael dissapeared.
That left Jude in the crib, the demon in plain sight, and stunned Mary standing at the door.
Mary tried to scream, escape even, but it was no use. The damned thing pinned her to the ceiling right above baby Jude after stabbing her in the stomach.
"Stay silent or your precious baby dies with you." The creature growled to Jude's mother, as her blood and tears dripped down to the ground.
The creature vanished from sight.
The father heard his wife's initial scream and made his way down the hall protectively, and walked into Jude's room. He glanced over his one and only baby girl, caressing her hair and face, but he then became distracted.
John averted his eyes to the drops of blood by Jude on her crib. Seeing another drip down, he looked up to find the source.
'It's just a dream.' Jude repeated to herself.
The body of her mother instantly burst into flames above her and her father. John fell to the ground beside Jude in shock, but he then snapped out of his trance, got up and ran to his eldest, Dean.
"Take Sammy and go outside and don't look back, now." He says sternly to his son. Dean ran outside holding Sam's hand as fast as he could, knowing how important it was to follow dad's orders.
John quickly rushes back into the flames and grabs Jude and makes his way out of the burning house. The image of Jude's mother burning keeps replaying over in her head.
John holds his daughter and two sons outside as the firefighters arrive, "What are we going to do…"
Jude then shot up, clutching her knees to her chest. As she woke from that terrifying dream she glanced at the clock beside her bed in the old motel room.
"3:19… dammit." She muttered to herself.
Jude brought her hand to her face and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She sighed once more trying to get the vision of her mother burning out of her head to no avail.
She looked over at the other bed and then the couch seeing both Sam and Dean fast asleep. Dean let out a long snore and Jude chuckled a bit.
"It's going to be a damn long night... because there's no way I'm going back to sleep." She whispered to herself.