Fate By: Gavinvenom(DeanWinchester66)

DISCLAIMER: Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke and the CW.

Rating M
Pairings: John/Mary, Sam/Jacob, Dean/Jessica Maybe
Warnings: Possible sex and character death later on.

Prologue

2003

It was days like this that made Dean Winchester really reconsider his policy on not calling for back up. Not that the twenty four-year-old demon hunter had anything against sharing his hunts with friends. He just didn't want to bug them on a simple thing as getting rid of a demon that was stalking a girl. The girl, Jessica Moore, was now at her brother's apartment and Dean hoped she would listen to hid order of her staying there until he called her because he didn't think she really needed to see this. Her place was a mess and Dean hated to admit it, but most of it was from this monster throwing him into something. He was getting his ass kicked.

Dean had expected it to be a demon possession so he had the devils trap set up and prepared for that, but what had showed up was a demon he had never seen before. The thing looked like a demon in true form. It was big ugly, and had very sharp looking long claws. He hoped an exorcism would still get rid of it. If only he could get the fucker to the damn devil's gate.

So far Dean had been able to avoid those claws even when the demon had him. Something was oozing from its tips and he really did not want to find out what it was used for. The demon slammed Dean into a nearby body long mirror and Dean could feel blood slide down the side of his face as he saw stars. Dean grabbed a shard of glass and slammed it into the demon's head. The demon howled in pain and threw Dean at a bookcase. Dean hit it hard and sent it tumbling down onto him.

The demon walked to him and knelt down near the trapped Hunter. It scrapped a claw down Dean's face. "I usually prefer women," The demon said in Dean's own voice. "But you've been such a bother that I think I'm going to go both ways this time. Take you than the girl." Dean felt himself going hazy as the demon scraped its claws down the other side of his face. The demon shoved the bookcase down further onto Dean's legs and off his chest where it ripped his T-shirt just over the chest and sunk all five claws of one hand into the chest there. Dean felt the muscles in his heart begin to tighten and pain started in both of his arms, back, neck, jaw, and his stomach. Dean broke into a cold sweat and he began to have hard time breathing.

'The son of a bitch it giving me a heart attack!' Dean tried to raise his arms to push the demon away, but found him self-unable to do so.

The sound of the front door opening seemed far away to Dean and he didn't register what it was until he heard Jessica calling for him. "Alec?" The blonde nineteen-year-old woman entered the house's living room and well screamed.

"Jesse, get out…" He had a hard time getting those few words out, but he made them come.

Jessica took a step back as the demon left Dean to his heart attack and stood up. It stepped towards the teenager. "I wouldn't dream on you leaving. Really." Jessica felt sick listening to the demon mimicking Alec's deep voice that she loved so much and she ran towards the door. The Demon beat her to it, so in mid step she sprinted towards the back of the house. The demon was hot on her heels. Dean managed to push the bookcase off of him self and got up. He stumbled after the two and after a few moments managed to run. He caught up with the demon outside the kitchen and slammed into it, sending both it and him into the kitchen and right in to the devil's trap. Dean rolled out of the kitchen and back into the hall where he managed to sit up and slowly as he fought to breath said the incantation to send the demon back to hell. Jessica watched from her doorway praying it would work and it did. The demon exploded into smoke and disappeared up into the ceiling.

"Is it…gone?" She looked at Alec and saw him collapse back down to the floor. "Alec!" She ran to his side and as she knelt down next to him she realized something was wrong. She got up and grabbed the phone, dialing 9-1-1. Dean didn't even realize what she was doing as he slowly slipped out of consciousness.

When he came to he found himself in a hospital with several tubes in him. A few minutes after he woke up, a young male doctor came to his bedside. "Alec, my names Doctor Moore. You had a heart attack. Your surgery went good, but we need to keep an eye on you for a few days. Were going to remove the tube from your throat. I need you to suck in some air than let it out when we pull it out."

Dean nodded his head slightly and did as the Doctor told him.

"Thank you for what you did for my sister. Now get some sleep." The Doctor left and next thing Dean knew Jessica was at his bedside.

"Jacob says your going to be fine. I'm so sorry this happened to you." She looked away from him. "I should go."

Dean reached out gently and turned her face towards him. "Don't. This wasn't your fault. The demon would have killed you if you hadn't contacted me." He put his hand back down on the bed and closed his eyes. "You did the right thing."

He only spent a few more days in the hospital and was released. Jessica ended up staying with him in his motel room for a few weeks after that wanting to help him and because she didn't want to be alone. The woman was plagued with nightmares and being at her brother's place didn't help. She only seemed to feel safe with Dean. He figured it was because he knew what really happened and had safe guards put up around his motel room. It didn't explain why she insisted in sleeping in a bed with him and wouldn't fall asleep until she was in his arms. Not that he complained any. After a few weeks Jessica was ready to stay with her brother and Dean was ready to move on, so they said their good byes. At least once a week Jessica still called Dean though at midnight and the two would talk until she fell asleep.