"You idgits mean to tell me that you drove the Impala off of a cliff?"
Bobby roared.
"What?" Adam exclaimed, walking into the room. He had gone out to get
lunch when the Winchesters showed up, complete with girlfriend,
angels, and all.
"Shut up, Milligan," Jade retorted.
"Uh, yeah, kinda," Dean said sheepishly, expecting Bobby to rip his
head off. Instead, the older man replied with a chuckle,
"You boys are gonna be the death of me." It wasn't the first time he'd
said that.
"How'd you, y'know, live?" Adam asked.
"Hellooo," Gabriel said, pointing to his face. "Trickster. Can create
anything out of thin air."
"Yeah, he, uh, made us land on a- a what again, man?" Sam questioned.
"Bouncy house, top quality," Gabriel said smugly.
"Yeah, that's really something to be proud of," Jade grumbled under her breath.
"Heard that," the archangel said, a cupcake appearing in his hand.
"Well, the important thing is-" he broke off to take a bite of the
mini cake, then mumbled through the mouthful, "that I beamed Jade and
Cass outta there. Then I saved them." He gestured vaguely at Sam and
Dean. Dean shot him an angry look. "Ah, now, I don't get why you're
mad. After all, you two muttonheads broke the world, and you want me
to sweep up your mess. Hey, I'm helping. You're alive."
Jade shivered. He was talking about the current apocalypse, which
which was, almost entirely, the Winchesters' fault.
"That's enough," Dean said roughly. Gabriel shrugged. Dean couldn't
kill him. Not that he would anyway, since after the crash, the
Trickster had restored the Impala.
"So, I got cheeseburgers," Adam said, breaking the silence.
"Bacon cheeseburgers?" Dean asked hopefully. When Adam nodded, he
added, "Wow, Sam, it's the little brother I never had!"
"Hey!"
"Whatever. Sam's still my favorite Winchester," Jade said.
"Thank you."
Dean snorted. Gabriel suddenly looked up. He turned to Cass, and with a silent nod, they
both disappeared.
"Technically, I'm not a full Winchester anyway," Adam pointed out.
John Winchester was his father, but his mom had been an ordinary
woman. This made him Sam and Dean's paternal half-brother, but he
hadn't grown up a hunter. In a few weeks, Adam would turn twenty.
March 3rd wasn't only his birthday- it was the anniversary of his
mother's death. It makes his chest tighten up, just thinking about it.
"It's okay," Jade murmured, moving closer to Adam. Both Bobby and
Dean decided it was an excellent time to leave the room.
"You were doing it again." It was a statement, not a question.
"Yes, Adam. Sometimes I can't help it, people just overflow with
emotion, and it reaches me... Curiosity takes over."
"I don't really mind. I think you know when not to intrude." Turning
to Sam, he said, "I could use a beer."
Taking the hint, Sam left, only returning to give his younger brother the drink.
"How does it work?"
"What do you mean, Adam?" Jade could feel his confusion.
"Your mind-power thing. I mean, what can you do?"
"Well, although Azazel is dead, my powers keep progressing. There's so
many things I never thought I'd be able to do, but here I am, reading
your mind and feeling your emotions." Jade knew, knew that the only reason
she was having this conversation with her boyfriend's brother, was
because he needed something to take his mind off of his mother. Adam,
like Dean, didn't talk about his feelings, whether it was because he
didn't want to, or for some reason, couldn't. The best way to lift his
spirits was to just let him ask questions.
"So, you're a mind-reader and an empath?"
"Yes. I can also send my thoughts into other people's minds. If I
wanted to, I could be speaking to you in your head." She paused, them continued. "I sometimes have
premonitions, too." Jade twirled a strand of her wavy black hair on
finger. "All comes with being one of the Yellow-Eyed Demon's 'special
children.'"