Chapter 3

"Sam?" Audrey exclaimed. She turned to face him, her hands in the air. "What the hell just happened to Cas?!" The kid laughed, throwing his head back.

"So I guess you got a newbie hunter on your hands, huh Sammy?" He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but shut it with a confused look plastered on. "Hey, where's your brother?" He watched Sam's face change once again as his melted into a smirk. "Oh wait, I know."

"How do you know?" Audrey asked. "Tricksters can't-"

"Dear God, how many times do I have to say it, girlie?" The kid said angrily. "I'm not a trickster! I'm-"

"An antichrist." Sam said flatly. Audrey's jaw dropped. She looked from Sam, to the kid, then back again.

"What?" Audrey yelled. "A spawn of the devil is standing right in front of me right now?"

"That's a misconception, hon." The kid said, holding a finger up. "Good ol' Luci was already in the cage when I was made up. I'm just half human, half demon. But wouldn't it be something to be Satan's son?"

"Alright, kid," she started. "First of all, do not call me, 'hon', 'kay? Second of all, I'm not just a new kid on the block."

"Just because Lucifer's in the cage doesn't mean my powers are any less dangerous, kid." He said sternly. "You better watch it before I break this little Cas-tion figure in half, then turn him back."

"What happened to you, Jesse?" Sam interrupted. "You used to be an innocent little kid who wanted to be like the X-men."

"Uh, no." Jessie said. "You guys wanted me to be like an X-man. You wanted to 'train' me so you could use me for your own gain in the fight you didn't want to fight alone. I decided to live my life like I wanted to. Once I noticed how strong I was, I worked my ass off to get where I am today. Sure, Luci being in the cage dampened on my powers, but I've made up for it."

As soon as he finished, Jessie was gone. Sam and Audrey looked all around them for any sign of anything unusual. Jessie could alter reality around them. He stopped time around them, for God sakes. He could do anything really at this point, and they had no idea what to expect. Out of the corner of her eye, Audrey saw Sam fly to the ground on his stomach, like he was kicked down. Jessie materialized behind him, chuckling.

"God, that felt good." He looked down at Audrey, standing about six inches from her. He looked back at Sam, and smirked. "Been wanting to do this for the past few years."

"What're you planning to do, Jessie?" Audrey asked sternly. He face Audrey again.

"Well, considering Sam's brother is the newest Knight of Hell, I expect he's gonna want a little visit."

"You're a bit too late." She started, crossing her arms. "Dean's a little preoccupied right now with some ropes in chains in a dungeon."

"Kinky." Jessie said. His eyes flickered black, and he disappeared. Suddenly, everything started moving as if it was never paused.

"W-Where did he go, Sam?" Audrey started to panic. "He has Cas!"

"We gotta get back to the bunker. Now." Sam said, getting up. The two of them sprinted back to the motel to grab the car, and get back to the bunker as fast as they could.


Audrey and Sam raced into the lowest levels of the bunker, looking for any sort of disturbance. Knowing that Jessie can alter reality as they knew it, he could be anything. If his powers were more controlled since he was a child, he had no real limits. Add in the fact that he probably had even more of a spectrum of powers, neither of them had any idea of what they were up against.

Once they reached the iron doors that held Dean, they used every bit of energy to swing the heavy door open. Sam's stomach dropped when he saw what had become of the holding room.

"Your brother's a douche." Jessie said, trying to get out of the ropes and chains that previously held Dean.

"Where is he?" Sam demanded. He walked up to Jessie, and kicked the chair back. Both the chair and Jessie slammed onto the cornet floor, scuffing the devil's trap a bit. "Tell me!"

"Ya think I know?" Jessie retaliated. "I got the little shit out of this thing, and he goes and knocks me out and ties me up! Called me an abomination for being half-and-half, then just busted outta here. This simple devil's trap can't hold a knight for too long, bud. You should know that by now."

Sam's demeanor took a turn downwards as he stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut. Audrey jumped half a mile out of her skin when the metal door shut, leaving her and Jessie alone in the room. She took a small step backward, feeling the wall against her back for support. She swallowed the lump in her throat, walked over to Jessie, and propped the chair back up.

"Thanks, babe." Jessie said as he smirked and winked at her. Audrey put on the best poker face she could, but he saw right through it. "Please, a toddler could tell that face is just an act. You're scared outta your mind."

"Where's Cas?" She asked quietly. She was shy, and he could practically smell it. Jessie didn't take her seriously and just chuckled.

"Aren't you adorable?" Audrey grabbed his collar, and pulled him close to her face. What got Audrey going is that second wind of a temper she had.

"I'm not asking you a second time." She demanded through clenched teeth. The tingling began in her hands and arms again, getting warmer by the second; and Jessie could feel it by the pit in his stomach growing.

"What is that?" He asked, the smirk turning into a grimace. He looked disgusted. "It's almost scary." He thought for a moment, and his cocky attitude drained. "Is that-"

"Yeah," she interrupted. "Grace. Told you I wasn't just a kid. Now answer the damn question."

"Right pocket." Jessie muttered with a sneer. "But I'm a bit tied up so-" Audrey dropped his collar, the chair falling to the ground. It tilted back and forth on it's legs before settling again on all four. She dug her hand into his pocket, looking for the figure that was Castiel. Jessie chuckled, nodding his head back a bit. "I like rough girls, ya know."

"Piss off." Audrey muttered. Jessie came back with an angry meow and a hiss, which just made Audrey even more irritated. "You're so fucking immature."

"What can I say? I'm a sixteen year old boy; hormones are raging now aren't they?" Jessie laughed again when Audrey tried to keep eye contact to zero. She managed to grab the Cas figure, and pull it out of Jessie's pocket.

"Change him back." Audrey said as she put him on the ground.

"Uh, hello? Devil's trap? Ropes and chains? I can't move, never mind work some demon charm." Jessie said.

"Bull shit," Audrey said. "If I can get through these sigils on the wall, you can get out of a devil's trap."

"I wish it were that easy, babe." Jessie admitted. "I do have limitations on this stuff. Sure, it would probably hurt like Hell trying to walk out of this thing, but I be I could do it if I wasn't tied up." He finished, putting extra emphasis on the last few words. Audrey's hand went to start uniting him, but stopped before she could move the first knot.

"How do I know you won't disappear?" Audrey said, crossing her arms. Jessie shrugged.

"You don't." He started. "But now I wanna find that asshat as much as you and Sam do now. I need to give him a piece of my mind… and preferably a piece of my fist in his face. I don't care if he's a Knight of Hell or what, it's been personal for a while now."

Audrey looked this kid in they eyes, and even deeper than that. To her brain, she just saw a pair of dark greenish eyes, but she felt, somewhere inside her, that he was being genuine; that he was telling the truth. She walked behind the chair he sat in and untied the ropes. She left the handcuffs with pentagrams engraved on the sides around his wrists, however. Jessie stood up, towering over Audrey by almost half a foot. He bent back, cracking his spine about three times.

"That's refreshing." He said. "Now, if you could let my hands reach the front of my body I'll be happy."

"You're not supposed to be happy. You're half demon, and-"

"Half angel ain't no better, sweetheart." Jessie said, locking his eyes with hers. "At least when you're half demon, you're expected to be evil and an abomination to existence. You could do whatever the hell you want. Half angels are meant to be hunted down for breathing."

"I'm not half an angel. I'm fully human." Audrey said. "We don't know what I am yet…" She shook her head, and turned around. "Enough, just turn Cas back to normal. Now."

"I can make the earth beneath you tremor with a fist, eject a demon from a body with a simple look, and could probably destroy any angel I wanted with a single word, and I've been reduced to making little plastic soldiers come to life."

"Back to life, douche." Audrey said. "It's your fault you're here, anyway; killing all those people for no reason."

"Psshh, I have reasons. Damn good ones, too." Jessie said, looking away from Audrey.

"Like what? They were normal people, living a normal life! They had nothing against you. Hell, they had no idea you even existed!" Jessie turned to Audrey again, his face stern.

"You wanna know why I killed the people I did?" He asked, taking a few steps towards Audrey. "You wanna know why they deserved it? That student loved principle was using kids he blackmailed for his own personal, sick pleasures behind the scenes. That perfect preacher was stealing tens of thousands of dollars from the church; granted I'm the last person to help a church, but you just don't steal money from people like that."

"And the cows?" Audrey asked. Jessie chuckled.

"Well, that was for my own entertainment."

"See? You're no better than any other demon." Jessie rolled his eyes.

"Please, give me a break." He started. "If you compared me to even a crossroads demon, I'd look like Little Orphan Annie."

"What, you sing and dance?" Audrey crossed her arms, glaring at Jessie.

"I wouldn't do half the stuff those douches do. Sure, I've killed people; but so have your precious Winchester boys and little Cassie there. Hell, they were gonna kill me at first; I wasn't even thirteen. That's when you gotta think about who the real bad guys are."

"Trust me, I know who the bad guys are." Jessie raised an eyebrow.

"Do you? Do you really?" He took another step closer. "If Sam Winchester is supposedly one half of the best team of hunters to exist, the thing that momma monsters check under the beds of their babies for," he paused and turned to face the fallen chair. "… Then why doesn't he even know what he's dealing with? Why did he pluck you from your family? Which I assume you had, a damn normal and nice one too, probably."

Audrey started to think then. Jessie did have a point: if the Winchesters are so important and famous and have fought and killed everything they've come up against, why couldn't they give Audrey a clear explanation? Why, exactly, did they come into her life in the first place? She didn't ask for them to uproot her from her normal life. She had half of a full scholarship built up for UCLA, and had a plan for the next ten years of her life. What if they want her to kill things that don't need to be? Or shouldn't be killed?

Audrey pushed all these thoughts aside for the moment, and refocused onto Cas. She placed the figurine on the outside of the door, and pushed Jessie out of the devils trap. He screamed bloody murder as he fell out of it, ever fiber of his being burning as it passed the edge of the trap. He landed on his stomach, and rolled onto his side.

"God dammit, that fuckin' hurt." Jessie moaned.

"Change him back." Audrey repeated. She turned away from him, and put one foot outside the door. "Now." Jessie glared at her, his eyes squinted.

Suddenly, a large thump came from outside the door. Cas, now normal sized and a full bodied being, laid on the floor form his previous tried advance at Jessie. Audrey slammed the door shut behind her as she left, and took one last quick glance in the room. Jessie sat on the ground, looking at the chair in the middle of the trap. She shook her head, and helped Cas get up and off the ground.

"You alright, Cas?" Audrey asked.

"I'm fine." Cas said sternly. "Where is he?" Audrey motioned her head to the chamber.

"Good news, he's stuck in there. Bad news…" Audrey looked down at the floor. The last thing she wanted to tell Cas was that Dean was gone again.

"I already know." Cas said. "I can feel the absence." Without another word, Cas walked down the hall and into the maze that was the bunker, leaving Audrey alone outside of the containment room.

"I'm sorry," she muttered.

Audrey leaned back on the wall adjacent to the door, and slid down to the floor. She brought her knees up to her chin, and sat there for what seemed like hours. The air in the bunker was thick with depression, false hope, and overall tension. It could be cut with a knife and served for dinner. She didn't want to go catch up to Cas and tell him everything Jessie said, never mind find Sam. He was probably punching holes on walls or something to get the anger out of starting over the hunt for his brother. Audrey didn't need to get in the middle of that.

"I'm just gonna sleep," she muttered, rolling onto her knees, then standing up. "It's the only thing I can seem to do right right 'bout now."

Audrey made her way to what was her "bedroom" at the time. It was a copy of Sam and Dean's room, just empty. The walls lacked any sort of personality, they were just a weird, ugly base color. The single bed was in the middle of the room with a night stand on either side, with a lamp on each. She slumped on the bed, gathered up the pillow in her arms, and rested the side of her face on the pillow. Her eyes focused on the stitches of the lampshade, tracing each curve and stray fiber. Audrey shook her head, clicked the lamps off, and kicked her shoes off to the foot of the bed. Her eyes drooped, and closed. Within minutes, her mind was off in some imaginary, uncontrollable world; one that actually made sense to her mind, even if it didn't to her body.


Audrey's mind was all over the place, but stationary at the same time. Her dreams weren't quick flashes of little movies like they should've been. They were flashed of pictures, of things that she would've seen through her own eyes. But, none of them she recognized.

Quick bursts of a picture of looking between jail cell bars kept going in and out of her head. The walls were a pale, off white kind of rocky material. She was elevated, like she was sitting on a bench or chair. Blurs of moving beings were on the other side of the bars; the free side. Audrey could almost feel the tension of sitting in the cell for, what felt like forever. None of his was familiar to her, but yet if felt like some kind of home; like she had belonged there since the beginning.


Audrey's eyes fluttered open as they adjusted to the retuning darkness of her room. She looked at the smooth ceiling above her, realizing she moved when she slept. The pillow was thrown on the floor, and the sheets were strewn around her body. She sat up, and clicked a lamp on. As she rubbed her eyes, she turned to the other night stand and looked at the digital alarm clock. Four hours had passed.

"Maybe they've cooled down by now." Audrey muttered. She yawned, stretched, and stood up. She took arm-fulls of blankets, sheets, and the pillow and lofted them back onto her bed in a huge bundle for later.

Not bothering to put her shoes on, she walked out into the halls to find the boys. When she reached the library, she saw a handwritten note on the table closest to her. It read: Food's stocked in the kitchen, there's a .45 under your bed with a flask of holy water. Cas and I will be gone for a few days. We'll give you a call soon. -Sam

"Are you kidding me?" Audrey huffed, slumped in the chair, and ran her fingers through her hair. "Leave me, of all people, alone with an antichrist. Great idea, Sam."


Author's Note: Okay, so this one is kinda smaller than the first few, and I'm a bit late I think. Oh well, school's been a bitch and S10 just started! I'm sure we're all a bit preoccupied right now LOL Remember: Read, Review, and Enjoy!

~ Nicole