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I was eleven the last time I saw Bobby.
I was lying in my bed reading a diary of a hunter. I had found out weeks before that bobby died. No warning and about a week before I was supposed to stay with him for a week. I was devastated. I was more upset than hunters were supposed to be about his death. There isn't an actual rulebook that we followed but don't cry about other dead hunters was definitely a rule. I did cry for Bobby. A lot.
Steve the hunter that I mainly lived with pretty much left me alone. I had collected myself over the two weeks and I was getting back into hunting. A little colder perhaps and a little more distant but that was to be expected. I was reading a journal about the order of hell when he appeared. At first I didn't notice him standing there like a real human. When I reached over to turn the light off I saw him. My hand outstretched toward the lamp and my eyes wide and he was just standing there looking at me. Not smiling, just looking.
"Hey kiddo" He said to me and I reached under my bed pulling out an iron rod I got up as fast as I could and ran swinging the rod through the image of him and dissipating his form. I spun around panting looking for him again before I realized that I just dissipated the ghost of the only blood relative I had. I dropped the iron rod and yelled out.
"Bobby!" He didn't answer me "Bobby I'm sorry!" I called out to the nothing
"Gotta good arm on you kid." He said to me from behind me and I turned around to face him
"Bobby what are you doing here? How are you here?" I asked walking back and sitting on my bed.
"Got something tying me here hon. Thought I would drop in to say hello guess I missed our last bonding time." He said.
"I miss you bobby." I said tearing up a little.
"Now don't go all sissy on me Jude." He said and tried to let the tears dissipate before they dropped.
"Where are you?" I asked tucking my knees under my arms.
"Floating around making sure that the boys are okay" He said to me and anger flamed up inside me. Of course he would be talking about them when he was visiting me.
"Yeah?" I asked in a clipped tone.
"You know they always get in trouble Jude." He explained. I knew that and I knew that I shouldn't be mad. I knew Sam and dean had every demon on their back and that they could use all the help they could get but I just wanted bobby to be here for me right now.
"I'm sorry I won't be there for you." He said and I reached for the pearl anti possession pendant he gave me a year ago. It was on a silver thin chain and Cas silver charm for hiding me from Demons and Angels. It was the only piece of jewelry I wore aside from the two studs in each of my ears.
"It's fine" I said waving him off. "It's the life right. That's what you always told me."
"Yeah I did." He said. They talked for a long while about things that they had done and he told me about the boys. I didn't really mind so much actually. Because in my own way I loved the boys and I wanted them to be safe and I wanted Bobby to help them. And after a long time it was time for him to say goodbye.
"You gotta leave now don't you Uncle Bobby?" I asked in my small childlike voice.
"I do kiddo." He said to me and I tried to 'be a man' as Steve said
"Are you coming back?" I asked him
"No hon I'm gonna go for good this time. You won't see me again until the other side. I'll be waiting for ya." He explained
"Who's gonna teach me how to be a hunter now Uncle Bobby?" I asked taking a deep breath in. He just smiled at me. "I love ya kid." He said before he disappeared. But it wasn't the last thing he said to me.
The last thing he said to me is why I was where I was; standing outside an abandon building. It was an abandon warehouse if I was being accurate. I followed Dean and Sam to the Vampire Nest they had found d and it was a really good thing too because they had gotten taken captive. There was nothing that hostile vampires liked more than hunters to torture. The boys had walked right into this without thinking anything through which was what they always did. Since I was little the stories I heard about them sometimes I questioned the stupidity of their actions. It seemed they put themselves directly in harm's way. The worse thing was that they put other people in harm's way.
I parked my forest green, eighty five, Land Cruiser outside. I had already scoped it out and found the best way to get into the building with the least security. Not that there would be none but they vampires were pretty preoccupied. They wouldn't be expecting anyone else. See the big bad things about these vampires were that they were working with Demons. Those demons had tipped them off to Dean and Sam coming and they had been waiting for them. I knew this from the bug that I had placed on Dean's coat when he left the hotel. Cas had told them he had a bad feeling about this one. And while the boys may not listen to Cas's intuition I did. I was glad she had too. If she hadn't then it was unlikely that Dean would be alive to come back to the hotel to 'deal' with me like he promised he would.
I went to the back of the car and opened up the back. I pulled out the false bottom and looked over all of my hunting tools. The collections weren't as detailed as some but I was working on it. I strapped the mostly always present twin Beretta 92FS' in my black shoulder holster. They were a gift from Steven with my initials in silver on the bottom. It was funny that hunters have each other weapons even a sixteen year old girl for her birthday.
The only way to kill a vampire was decapitation and these would decapitate them but they would slow them down and I never went into a job without them. I picked up the small electric powered sawzall that I had found came in handy with hostile vampires. Yes it seemed a little excessive and movie fantastical but the truth was no matter how many times I went to the gym a day or how many hunts I went on I couldn't slice through the human spine by sheer strength. I was a woman and I needed a little help and my small sawzall was just the trick. I didn't care if male hunters sniveled at me behind my back. They wouldn't laugh when I saved their asses.
I closed the hide and closed the back of the car and walked up to the front of my car. I set my saw on the hood and tucked my charm necklace in my shirt. It was the one bobby had given me with Cas', Crowley and Bobby's charm on it. I had gotten the anti-possession rune tattooed just beneath my collarbone when I turned sixteen and made the full-fledged choice to be a hunter and Cas had burned hiding runes onto my ribs I still carried the charms with me; always. I reached into my consul and pulled out my phone and my wireless ear bud headphones. I synced them up and put them in starting my work playlist. I placed the phone in the breast pocket of my jacket. Tesla started playing drowning out the sounds of the night.
Classic rock hadn't been something I had always listened to. When I was twelve I went through a phase where I wanted to be as much like Dean Winchester as possible. I had Cas tell me everything he knew about him and did everything he did. I listened to the music he did I said the things he did. I learned how to fix cars like he did. While I had gotten over that phase I had latched onto the classic rock movement. It was hardly the only thing I listened to but it was mostly when I was working. I bobbed my head to the music picking up the saw and locking my car throwing my keys in another zippered pocket.
I walked into the warehouse watching my back and making my way through the hall that was littered with dead bodies. It made me want to vomit; though this wasn't uncommon for messy horrible creatures like this. They would fill the place up with dead people and then move on to somewhere else and do the same thing, leaving hunters to clean up the mess so that the public didn't find it. I ran into my first security man who didn't know I was there. He was watching tv on his smartphone. Typical. The saw was somewhat silent but the scream he made as his head was leaving his shoulders wasn't so I had to move faster now. I quickly ran down the halls and ran into a woman vampire.
"Damon?" She asked looking at me confused
"No. He's dead." I said and she bared her fangs at me. I pulled the Beretta from the holster and fired three shot into her head. I holstered the gun as she was coming to her senses rather quickly and I pinned her head to the wall with the saw very close to her face. The saw vibrating splattering leftover blood on both their faces.
"Where are they?" I asked her and she looked down the hall and then quickly back at me. "Thank you." I said and tore into her leaving her like I had the last one. I stopped the saw and crept along the halls. I stopped pulling my phone and changing the feed from music to the bug I had placed on Dean.
"Well you boys look comfortable." I heard through the heavy breathing of Dean.
"Friken mouth breather." I said under my breath hurrying down the hall again. There were no more vampires which put me on edge. Usually they traveled in packs of about ten. I had only killed two. That meant that there was a ton in the room with the boys. I walked along until I came to one of the doors that went into the room I wanted to be in. I took my ear buds out and stuck them in my pocket. I knew which side of the room they were on by the sound of the talking. It was opposite if not far away so I opened the door as silently as I could.
I slipped in. I couldn't see anyone at all. I could only hear them. There were pallets of unrecognizable goods scattered throughout the room. I went from one to the other getting closer to the voices. As I leaned out from a pallet I saw something I didn't quite understand.
The boys were tied up in chains which wasn't unusual but there was two vampires lying dead and decapitated on the floor to her right. She looked back to the woman who was talking to the boys. I looked back at the boys and I suppose I wasn't being as quiet as I hoped I was because Sam's eyes snapped up to mine. I gave him a head nod before disappearing behind the pallet as I listened to the conversation.
"why would you kill them if they were trying to help you?" Sam asked the woman who's back was to me.
"I told you Little Sammy Demon's don't partner up with monsters we just use them." She said softly and I nodded she was a demon. So I started reciting the word I had learned before I knew the state capitols.
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica …" I was stopped short by sound of her laugh.
"That won't work on me little girl why don't you come out." She chuckled again and I rolled my eyes. I came out from behind the pallet.
"Well who do we have here?" The pretty blond possessed woman asked cocking her head as I came out walking confidently toward her and the boys who were looking at me like I was the stupidest person they had ever seen. I knew I was pretty stupid but I hardly think I deserved that look.
"What are you doing here?" Dean halfway yelled at me. But instead of answering either of them I pulled a small knife from my pocket.
"You are going to die child." The demon said and I put the saw on the ground taking the gun from my left side that's pullets were pure salt. I shot a round into her heart and continued calmly on cutting my thumb open and pulling out the third charm from my necklace and pressed my thumb to it. The woman was mad now. The salt had really done nothing to her but throw her off guard. She came at me but before she reached me I smiled at her.
"I summon the Demon Crowley. King of Hell." And with that she stopped in her tracks. She stared at me blankly and then she was no longer staring at me but she was staring behind me.
"Jude I know you add that king of hell thing for my benefit and I give props to those who raised you." I turned and smiled at the man I referred to as Uncle King, upon his insistence when I was younger. I referred to a lot of people as uncle that I had no relation to.
"Hey." I said nodding to the demon behind me now but when I turned the demon was exiting the human body as the black smoke shot up in the air. I smiled and turned back to Crowley putting away my knife and gun and walked over and embraced him. He wasn't a fan of hugs but he indulged me anyway. One of his arms patted me on the back awkwardly.
"well well well what have we here…" He said turning to look at the boys who were now looking at me like I was an alien. They needed to watch their looks. It was ill mannered "Little Deany boy find out about his cherub of a daughter finally." I rolled my eyes at him and walked toward them. "but why help them Jude?" Crowley asked knowing the answer already.
Because those were actually bobby's last words to me. The thing that made me search for the boys over and over to make sure that they were okay. Because he made me swear as his form was slipping away and I would have done anything for him.
"I promised Bobby I would look after them."
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