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Chapter Four:
Bunker Funk
Empty fields flashed by before Jade's eyes as she stared out the window of the Impala. It was weird to think that she was actually in the Impala. Sitting by Sam Winchester. In silence. The silence that filled the car was slightly awkward though. Or maybe it was just her taking it that way? It's not every day that she got to sit in the very same car as her celebrity crush.
Jade's phone chimed softly catching her attention. As she looked down at her phone, a name appeared.
Incoming text from: Lucifer Bae
"Bruh. Dean is a shit head omg. Like. You have been demoted to just a cabbage." Read the text from her friend causing her to let out a quiet snort. "Oh my god…" Jade muttered, biting back her laughter.
Jade took in a deep breath and side-eyed Sam for a moment. To her surprise, he was glancing over at her with his brow slightly raised and a slight smile on his face, presumable from her snort. Jade quickly turned her attention back to her phone. Her face began to burn. Holy shit. She was acting so star-struck. Ignoring her burning cheeks, her attention went back to her phone.
Jade's fingers danced over her screen as she replied. "Yeah he's a bit of a dick, but man is he pretty. And so is Sam. omg. It smells like pure Winchester in here and if I died in here I would be alright with it." Jade text back happily. Her eyes trailed from her phone towards the window. They stopped at the ashtray in the door. A small, green, plastic army man was stuck. Jade held her breath for a second as to not squeal with delight and quickly went back to her phone.
"I can see the little army man. Whitney. The army man. I am going to throw up." Jade text her friend instantly. Jade needed to calm down. No need to freak out Sam Winchester by being overly excited about a toy army man stuck in the ashtray.
"So," Sam's voice snapped Jade back into reality. "You said something about the 'truth' earlier, right Jade?" Sam's eyes flitted to her's before returning to the road. At least his eyes didn't linger from the road too long...Jade swallowed hard, suddenly realizing the situation. How on earth was she going to explain everything she knew to him in an hour.
"Yeah, I did darlin'." Jade sighed out, slightly picking at her short's. "I just gotta think of a proper way to explain stuff." Jade let out a small, forced chuckle. "The universe Whitney and I are from, your lives- you and Dean's-are depicted in a television show." Her eyes went to her phone, checking to see if her friend had replied to her, and half trying not to look at Sam.
She felt an intense gaze on her face causing another blush to creep up her neck. Just from the feeling of his stare. Attempting to be inconspicuous, Jade covered her cheek with her left hand, hoping it looked like she was trying to scratch at an itch.
"You mean our lives are a tv show in your universe?" Sam inquired, his eyes back on the road once more.
"Uh-huh." Jade replied with a nod. "Whitney started watchin' 'cause you guys were pretty." Jade snickered, turning her head to glance out the back window at the car behind them. Jade could barely see the two properly, but Whitney was very expressive with hand gestures, and it looked like she was. whipping up a storm. Jade almost cackled.
"Huh." Sam muttered aloud with a slight chuckle in his voice. "Well, why did you start watching it?' Sam side-eyed Jade curiously. "Did you think Dean and I were pretty too?" He asked with a mischievous grin.
Jade sputtered slightly, her cheeks flaming red. "I-I uhm." Jade gave a soft huff. "That's beside the point!" Jade crossed her arms defensively. Sam let out a soft chuckle at the action, much to Jade's burning cheeks irritation. "But, if you must know Sammy-Dear," Jade cooed back at him. "I started watching because of my parents. They told me that since I was dark and kinda creepy, the show would be right up my alley." Jade rattled off her explanation. "So I watched it and I loved it…I still do." A small sigh left Jade's lips as she looked out the passenger window. It hadn't even been long and she already missed her family. Sam glanced over at her with a slightly confused look. "Well, I mean, I did love it...but now I seem to be livin' it." Jade let out an awkward chuckle.
"So, you would like, watch this show daily or what?" Sam questioned.
"The show would come on every week, aptly named 'Supernatural'." Jade began her rant. "The very first season started by showin' you in college, Dean comin' to get you because y'alls father had been on a hunting trip and he hadn't heard from him in a few days." Jade paused, her accent coming on thick from her nerves. "The show showed what happened with him, and the beginnin' of Yellow Eyes." She stopped again, trying to calm herself down so her thickening southern accent wouldn't worsen. Jade took a small breath while thinking slightly on what to say next. God forbid she bring up something by accident and make Sam sad.
"Uh huh? So, you've been watching us since then?" Sam said in a teasing voice. Jade glanced over at him and saw the faint smile on his lips. He glanced over at her. "You stalker." He muttered playfully.
"Geez you make it sound creepy Sam!" She gave a laugh and rubbed her arm, fingers tracing over the Mark under her left palm. "But no, I became interested in the show right around the time where you and Dean released Bobby's soul to Heaven, the Angels falling' from Heaven, Castiel becoming human." Jade rattled off quickly. He had already lived through it...or at least she assumed he had. "I believe, in my universe, that was the end of season 8…I went and bought my mama seasons one through eight of the show and we binge-watched them all one summer." Jade smiled at the memory. Another slight pang of sadness hit her as she once again remembered her family. The thought quickly faded as her words registered. Her eyes widened at the slight realization. She was prattling on about their lives like it was just a TV show. But it was all too real for them. "Oh my God, I'm talking like such a fangirl. I'm so sorry." Heat engulfed her face as she groaned into her hands softly.
Sam chuckled at her embarrassment, assuring her that it was okay. "It's cute actually, the way you talk about us, it sounds like you were really invested in our lives."
"Way more than I should've been." Jade muttered rubbing her temple slightly. "But anyways!" She exclaimed trying to change the subject. "Whitney and I have been wondering what season we were in…Or time-frame at least. Obviously there's something to do with The Darkness." Jade turned her blue eyes towards Sam this time. Sam slightly tensed at the mention of 'The Darkness'.
"Well, that depends…" Sam muttered. Jade raised an eyebrow at him slightly
"On what?" She questioned back.
"Did you know that Dean killed Death?" Sam looked at her, a slight cringe to his features as he waited for an outburst. He was rewarded with a very loud, 'WHAT?!' from Jade. Sam only nodded.
"Damn, Dean killed THE Death himself… Holy shit." Jade muttered, falling back into the bench seat slightly. "I skip last week's episode to come to Nebraska to meet up with Whitney and Dean goes and kills Death." Jade muttered lowly with a chuckle. "Christ, put a leash on that man." Jade sassed crossing her arms. She gave a snort as a thought crossed her mind, "He'd like that."
"Ookay now it's getting weird." Sam looked at her with concern.
"Sorry, I tend to let sexual comments fall out of my mouth. A lot of comments fall outta my mouth. People say I'm like my mama." Jade gave a shrug as she pulled out her phone and looked at Whitney's messages.
"Dude, we're in season 11. Dean killed Death in the episode we missed 2 days ago. Holy fuck." Jade text quickly, as to not to seem rude to Sam.
"Well, now we know what time we're in…" Jade gave a slight sigh as her eyes traveled back to the rear view mirror, trying to make out Whitney's face in the car behind them. "Those rabid people attacked us too…we ain't get scratched or nothin'. Just got a real bad scare from them." Jade muttered, shivering slightly at the memory.
"I'm glad you were okay." Sam muttered back gently. Jade didn't need to know what should have happened if Jade and her friend were infected. Sam didn't want to scare the poor girl off before he even got to know her. He did want to get to know this southern girl, he decided. She seemed grounded and down to earth. A sinking feeling hit him as he remembered first meeting with Amelia.
Silence quickly filled the car once more, but instead of it being awkward, it was a little more peaceful. Jade was quickly becoming bored though. She began drumming her fingers against the dashboard. Sam glanced over at the action.
"It's too quiet in here." Sam declared turning Jade's attention towards him. Sam reached over and turned the radio up. Unsurprisingly it was on a classic rock station, like Dean usually listened to.
"Will you bitch at me if I change the radio station? I can only stand classic rock for a short amount of time." Jade teased, reaching forward for the radio dial, but hesitated, waiting for Sam's answer. Sam gave a shrug.
"Nah, go for it." Was all Sam replied with as he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel.
Jade twisted the dial forward, sifting through the local stations for a moment before finally settling on a country station playing a song she knew. As she relaxed back into the seat her eyes began to close. She knew it was fairly pointless to even attempt to sleep with the bunker not being much further away.
"Hey, uhm Jade?" Sam said softly. Jade's opened one of her eyes and side-eyed Sam.
"Mm?" Jade muttered, turning her head towards him. "What is it?"
"So, I remember awhile back Dean and I found out about the Supernatural books. And the thought just crossed my mind, but there were a few...erm...private bits and pieces in them. Were those bits on the show as well?" Jade looked at his face with furrowed brows, taking in the light dusting of red across his cheeks. Her eyes lit up instantly.
"Oh my God. You're blushing aren't you?!" Jade exclaimed with a laugh. Sam shook his head firmly biting his lip. "Sam Winchester, yes you are!" Jade's southern accent was laced into her words and her laughter.
"Jesus Christ," Sam muttered, covering his face with one hand, his eyes just barely peeking out to watch the road. Jade's laughter finally got to him and he cracked a smile as well. "Just tell me!" Sam insisted.
Managing to cut off her giggles, Jade nodded, "Yes, there were some rather steamy bits in the show." Sam gave a snort and rolled his eyes.
"So you've seen me naked you're saying?" Sam snarked. Now it was Jade's turn for her face to turn red. She coughed slightly and attempted to stammer out a response. "Hey, you're blushing too!" Sam pointed out with one of his signature puppy dog pouts.
"Yeah, but you started blushing first; you wanted to know if I'd seen you gettin' it on with other girls!" Jade cackled at his discomfort.
"No, I didn't mean specifically that! Oh my God." Sam groaned aloud, leaning back in the seat in exasperation. Jade snorted slightly as her mind continued to turn.
"If you meant your brother too, yes, I've seen those parts of the show as well." Jade let out another laugh at Sam's groan of despair. "The show quite liked having you two shirtless, not that I was complaining!" Jade laughed aloud at the truth that left her lips.
"You liked seeing my brother and I naked?" Sam questioned in confusion. Jade's head snapped towards Sam at the comment.
"Jesus Christ!" Jade's face reddened further before she quickly slapped her hand to her face to cover the blush. "I said shirtless not naked!"
"That doesn't answer my question." Sam smirked with a glance towards her.
"Oh hey look it's the bunker! We made great time!" Jade quickly changed the subject as she unbuckled her seatbelt and sat up. She wasn't wrong. She saw the entrance to the bunker. The small, rundown stairwell area. She slightly wondered if they would park in the garage. The answer was almost immediate.
Sam put the Impala in park and looked over to her again, "Are you going to answer my question?"
"La, la, la, laaaa! I can't hear you!" Jade exclaimed, opening the car door and jumping out.
Dean pulled up beside them and put the car in park. Jade could hear Whitney's slightly raised voice as she asked for her keys back.
"Yeah, yeah chill out shortcake. I'll give you your keys back." Dean sassed at Whitney as he practically crawled out of her car.
"Don't call me that!" Whitney snapped as she walked around to the driver's side and snatched the keys out of his hand. Jade smiled as she saw her friend, even with the angry look on her face.
"Whitney!" Jade said excitedly, bouncing over to her friend. Whitney's attention snapped towards Jade. Whitney was still annoyed, but the look on Jade's face made up for a shitty hour car ride of bickering and arguing. "How was the car ride?" Jade asked. Whitney rolled her eyes.
"Hell." Whitney said flatly, giving Dean a glare. "And Dean would know all about that." Whitney sassed, hoping Dean heard her and realized what she had said.
"Whitney NO!" Jade scolded, lightly hitting Whitney's hand, much to Whitney's annoyance and to Dean's slight bemusement.
"Ball of evil." Dean muttered, moving so he was beside his brother.
"Asshat." Whitney snapped back with a glare. "Now give me my phone back!" Whitney hissed at him, folding her arms.
Dean pulled her phone out of his side pocket and reached out to her almost nervously with it. With a huff, Whitney snatched it out of his hand and cradled it in her hands, inspecting it closely.
"Actin' mighty nervous there Dean." Jade pointed out in a soft tone. Dean glanced over at her and rolled his eyes.
"Nervous, me? Never." He replied. Whitney let out a scoff instantly, much to Dean's irritation. "But, you did say earlier that there were two conditions. You told us the first one, now what's the second one?" The girl took in a deep breath before glancing at Whitney and then looking up at the Winchesters.
"Well, we told you we were somehow pulled into your universe right?" Jade asked. The two boys nodded. Jade bit her lip searching for the right words to say. How could the two of them ask that of the brothers? For all the four of them know, Whitney and Jade really could be the oh-so evil darkness and end up killing everyone and everything.
"We're staying with you!" Whitney blurted out excitedly. All heads snapped to her. Whitney hadn't had time to discuss anything with Jade, but she knew her friend well enough to know it would have taken hours for her to spit out those words.
"What?!" Dean exclaimed, advancing towards the girl. "No way in hell is that happening! You two have the fucking Mark of Cain on your bodies, we are not having you two in the bunker!" Whitney held her ground, though she gave a slight flinch from his loud voice.
"Wait! Wait a second Dean!" Jade stepped forward between the two. "Look; we have nowhere else to go." Jade said quickly. "We got pulled into your universe by some freak accident. Sure the two of us were fans of the tv show in our universe but what on earth makes you think we wanted to be put in this situation?" Jade asked, glancing at the two brothers. "We can't very well go 'home', even if our families existed here. We couldn't put them in danger like that." Jade pleaded lightly.
"I could." Whitney piped up, raising her hand slightly behind Jade. Jade turned back and sent a forced glared at her friend.
"Shut the fuck up, you are not helping." Jade hissed trying not to laugh, despite the situation. Whitney gave a slightly defensive shrug as a response.
"I was gonna ask you if we could stay, not say we were going to." Jade turned back towards the boys, slightly side-eyeing Whitney, earning her a whispered 'sorry'.
"I don't think that's a good idea." Dean glared at the pair, his arms folding instantly. Whitney almost rolled her eyes at the action. Jade's heart sank. She needed to pull out her puppy dog eyes if she was going to make this work.
"Please?" Jade's voice dropped in tone, giving Dean an almost puppy dog eyed look. Sam glanced over at his brother as Dean seemed to be almost immune to the look. Unfortunately for Dean, Sam was very susceptible to this short girl's sad blue eyes.
"Dean, I don't think they'd be any danger to us." Sam said, stepping up to his brother. Dean glared over at his brother instantly.
"They threw us against a fucking wall earlier Sammy!" Dean half yelled in exasperation, his hands flying from their once folded position.
"Actually that was me." Whitney raised her hand from behind Jade once more. "Jade can't do that. Besides, you started it!" Whitney hissed back at the older Winchester. Dean glared over at Whitney.
"Jesus…" Jade put a hand to her face with a sigh. Her eyes met Sam's and both seemed to be saying something along the words of 'sorry'.
"I did not!" Dean said indignantly.
Jade and Whitney gave a scoff before Sam came to their rescue. "You kind of did Dean, you pinned Whitney to the wall, then you grabbed Jade by her arm. So, the throwing was sort of justified." Sam muttered, taking the girl's side.
"You're going to side with the two balls of evil?!" Dean looked betrayed. Sam only gave a slight shrug.
"They don't seem evil to me. This seems like a case of 'wrong place, wrong time'. They can't be all bad either Dean, they didn't try to kill us outright like other monsters have." Sam defended the two once more.
"Aww, thanks Sam boy!" Whitney said with a grin, slightly side-eyeing and sticking her tongue out at Dean. Sam gave a light laugh and nodded to her while Dean rolled his eyes.
"Dean, we promise not to be a bother. We'll keep our powers to ourselves-" Jade looked pointedly at Whitney over her shoulder, causing Whitney to give her friend a betrayed look. "-and we'll even help you out on hunts-" Jade was cut off instantly.
"Can either of you shoot?" Dean interrupted impatiently.
"Nope." Whitney said immediately, her 'p' slightly popped for emphasis, much to Jade's disdain.
"N-no, but we could-" Jade tried to defend quickly before Dean cut her off.
"Can't shoot, you're no help to us then." Dean turned on his heel to walk into the bunker. Jade and Whitney glanced at each other, both had a prickly feeling in their stomachs of having to defend themselves in a world with supernatural beings without the Winchesters.
"Dean!" Sam exclaimed turning around as well. "Stop being such an asshole! They want to help, they need some help themselves. Did you like it when the two of us were forced into their universe?" Sam snapped at his older brother. Dean looked down slightly before he replied.
"No, I didn't but-" Sam quickly cut Dean off.
"Then you have no right to treat them so rudely." Sam crossed his arms, his face locked into his classic bitchface. Jade grabbed Whitney's hands before she could snap, "I believe them when they say they're from another universe. And since they are, everything has to be crazy for them right now. They were chased by those rabid people, they now know that all those weird things that go bump in the night are now a real danger to them." Sam sighed, glaring at his brother. "And they both have the Mark of Cain. Do you really think it's a good idea to let them go galavanting off somewhere and end up hurting someone accidentally? What if another, less accepting hunter finds out about them?" Sam snapped. Jade glanced over at Whitney. The two hadn't really thought about that. They really did need the Winchesters.
"They'd be dead, and not a worry or nuisance to us." Dean turned his back on the three, walking towards the bunker. Sam glanced back at the two girls, worry written clearly on their faces.
"Dean, come on now." Sam looked back at his brother, worried now as well. Sam had just about enough of his brother's unaccepting attitude.
Whitney felt her heart sink slightly. Sure she purposely poked the older Winchester's buttons, but she didn't truly mean any harm. The two of them needed a place to stay, Jade was right about not being able to go back to their families if they really existed here. They'd put them in danger and she knew from watching the show that you can't always protect who you love.
"Well what if you just keep me in your garage or something." Whitney chimed in making Dean stop in his tracks. "I mean. We haven't gotten along at all. I don't want Jade to be turned away because of my actions." Whitney muttered back. Jade slightly grabbed her friend's wrist. Whitney no. Whitney nodded slightly. Whitney yes. "It's not Jade's fault that I'm a dick, so don't turn her away because of me." Whitney muttered out. Dean didn't turn around.
"You're both staying." Sam replied back. "Dean, come on." Sam muttered towards Dean as he turned around and glared at the three. Jade quickly jumped in.
"Whitney and I promise we won't be a bother. We'll do what we can to help out. We can...we can do research! While y'all two are out on hunts then the two of us can stay behind and find lore on whatever monster you're chasing after." Jade took a few steps forward to Dean bypassing Sam, hand outstretched in offering. "We'll do our best to 'use our powers for good' or whatever bullshit that sayin' is. Please Dean, you gotta trust us." Jade said softly towards the older Winchester.
"You gotta." Whitney stepped up beside Jade and looked up at him with her own sad eyes.
Dean looked down at Jade, then shifted his gaze to Whitney, taking in her pout and puppy dog eyes. Jesus. Why did he have a sinking feeling he would never be able to say no to this girl.
"Fine." Dean sighed out after a few moments of silence.
"Oh my god, thank you!" The girls chorused and then hugged the older Winchester tightly making Sam laugh.
"Okay, okay get off of me!" Dean grunted pulling away from the girls. Jesus, they were strong for being five foot nothing.
"Thank you, thank you!" Jade said again as she smiled up at him and turned on her heels towards Sam as he muttered something about getting their bags from the Impala. Whitney started to follow and paused slightly, turning and looking back at Dean.
"I...Thank you...Dean." Whitney muttered out. She wasn't very good at letting go of grudges, so saying a simple thank you was like pulling teeth. Even with the forced words, Dean thought they sounded sincere. Or maybe it was the slight smile she flashed him. Probably evil magic.
"We'll see how long you two will 'use your powers for good' before I decide to fully trust either of you." Dean grumbled, causing Whitney to give him a betrayed look as she walked over to the Impala, Dean walking slightly behind her.
"Aw, come on now, you know you can trust Jade!" Whitney hummed grabbing her bags from the trunk beside Jade.
"What?" Jade looked up to the two with her head cocked as she pulled her large duffle bag out. She hadn't been paying a lick of attention to the conversation between Whitney and Dean.
"Nothing, just telling Dean he could definitely trust you." Whitney gave a grin to Jade. Jade smiled as Sam grabbed one of her bags from her shoulder. Jade smiled up at Sam as she moved out of Whitney's way as she leaned over and grabbed her own backpack and tried to reach her duffle bag.
"What about you?" Dean raised an eyebrow at her as he reached into the trunk and grabbed her bag that was shoved way into the back. Whitney let out an annoyed huff as she pulled herself out of the trunk and slipped on her backpack. Whitney raised an eyebrow up at him, a slight smirk upon her face.
"What about me?" Whitney inquired playfully, stepping around the elder Winchester to fall in behind Jade as Sam walked towards the bunkers' door. Whitney heard Dean mutter something about her bag, but she decided to ignore it. Whitney felt Dean walking close behind her. Sam opened the bunker's doors and walked in. Jade, Whitney and Dean followed behind.
"Whoa…" Jade breathed as the group made their way downstairs. Her head turned every which way she could make it as she took in the interior of the bunker. Whitney watched her friend contort her head.
"Jade you look like an owl!" Whitney cackled aloud. "Watch where you're going you're going to fall." Whitney chastised as Jade continued to look around the bunker carelessly walking down the stairs.
"Shut up, I will not." Jade snapped back. Almost instantly after saying those words, Jade stumbled mid-step and fell. She gave a yelp waiting to hit the ground, her arms out to try and catch herself.
An arm shot around her middle, catching her and then hoisting her back onto her feet. "Whitney was right, you've gotta be careful." Sam chided gently, slowly withdrawing his arm from her body.
"I-i, uhm," Her face flushed red as she nodded in agreement. "You're right, I'll uhm, be more careful." She stuttered out. Whitney snorted at her friend's discomfort.
"I told you." Whitney said in a sing-song voice. Jade let out an annoyed groan.
"Fuck off." Jade muttered as they made it to level ground. Dean instantly walked closer to Sam. Whitney almost let out a sigh from the lack of Dean being behind her.
"So what does the Darkness even look like? Is it just that big black cloud, or is it an embodiment of another person, or?" Whitney changed the subject as she hoisted her bag further up onto her shoulders, looking between the two men.
"The Darkness' name is Amara, and she is a child, well for now she is." Dean replied quickly placing Whitney's duffle bag on the War table. The rest quickly followed.
"A child? How could a child cause that much problem?" Jade questioned curiously, glancing down at the war table curiously. Whitney hopped up and sat on the edge slightly, much to Dean's disgruntlement.
"She eats souls, apparently. She ate Jenna's soul, then Jenna killed her grandmother." Dean muttered, leaning against the stairway railing. "I'm guessing as she consumes more souls, the more she'll 'grow up'." Dean shrugged. Whitney and Jade raised their eyebrows at each other.
"Wait a second, who's Jenna?" Jade looked at Dean in confusion.
"And why did she kill her grandma?" Whitney echoed her friend's confusion. Sam looked at his brother with a raised eyebrow, waiting for him to answer.
"Long story short, when we were at that hospital a baby was born, almost everyone else was either dead or one of those rabid creatures. I gave the baby to a sheriff, who then saw that this baby had the Mark on her shoulder. Jenna gave her the name Amara, she was going to take her to her grandmother's place, so I gave the two a ride. Some shit went down and I had to turn around and go back there, Jenna's grandmother had called a priest in-" Dean made a face with his next words, "Father Crowley and he was there to take Amara away to Hell-" Dean muttered out.
"Wait a second, Father Crowley? You mean like, King of Hell Crowley?!" Whitney exclaimed, a slight chuckle in her voice. Jade glared over at her friend and smacked her arm slightly, much to Whitney's dismay.
"Yeah, King of Hell Crowley. Why?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow at the less unruly girl.
"We've met him, he's a dick." Jade said simply. The brother's looked at her with wide eyes. "Explain?" Jade asked, leaning against the War table. The boys nodded their heads at her. "Well, when the black cloud came and went we got out from under Whitney's car. Those rabid things started to chase us so we ran to what looked like an abandoned building and hid in there. They started breaking through the first door so we went further in and well, we ended up walking right into the middle of a meeting in Crowley's throne room." Jade muttered out the story. The two boys stood listening intently. "That's when we realized, 'Oops, we're not in Kansas anymore Toto.' So yeah." Jade shrugged slightly, only then remembering Whitney telling her how easily she threw Jade under the bus in front of Lucifer. The plan was in motion. "Whitney was also acting pretty funny there." Jade muttered aloud, glancing at Whitney lightly. The little color in Whitney's already pale face seemed to disappear as she looked over at her friend.
"Funny how?" Sam cocked his head with a questioning look. Dean's arms folded slightly, as he was ready to hear what happened in Hell.
Whitney looked at her friend with wide eyes. "Jade no."
Jade gave a snort, "Jade yes. She got all flustered in front of Crowley. I think she has the hots for him." Jade snickered around as Whitney tried to cover Jade's mouth with her hands.
"Jade, I swear to God." Whitney groaned, smacking her friend before covering her face with her hands, peeking out to glare at her friend. Her red face was visible from around her fingers causing the boys and Jade to laugh.
"You? Having the hots for Crowley?" Dean snorted, putting his hands on his hips. "I may think you're evil, but I don't think you're THAT evil." Dean muttered with a smirk.
"What's that? You're actually coming to my rescue?" Whitney asked sarcastically, giving a glare to him and then back at Jade. "How fucking nice. I can't believe it." Whitney muttered without expression.
"Nope, I changed my mind, you probably are that evil." Dean snapped back with irritation dripping in his tone. Jade let out a laugh as she hopped onto the war table cleared her throat to interrupt the other conversation before it could turn into an argument.
"Anyways, I told Whitney to fucking run before I was captured and taken to some shitty holding cell. They questioned me trying to find out who I was, how we knew about Hell, all that fun stuff. And I had no answers before, nor was I going to give anything possibly incriminating to the demons." She pursed her lips thinking about what happened next. "Whitney came back to find me after the rabid people tried to attack her again, that's how she found out that she could use her powers to fling people around. Right before she got to the cell they were keeping me in, I pissed off Crowley, then got scared when he was about to kill me, and then poof-I was gone." Jade explained ominously. Whitney rolled her eyes
"Yeah, back to the hotel room where you passed out shortly after!" Whitney interrupted as she put her arms with an almost pout.
"I didn't mean to pass out! I travelled through time and space suddenly and without meaning to." Jade defended quickly.
"I could forgive that!" Whitney made a face, "But then you called me thinking it was a dream and I'm standing in the middle of that cell with Crowley, while throwing a bunch of his henchmen demons around in a panic because I didn't know where you were! You fucking forgot me!" She laughed, not really mad, only pulling her friend under the bus with her as well since Jade was the one who threw her under it first.
Dean huffed out a slight laugh, "She came back though, obviously."
"Obviously." Jade grumbled, crossing her arms. "I'm questioning why I did though!" Jade stuck her tongue out at Whitney.
Whitney gave a scoff and feigned anger. "Not only did you forget me, but then you took us to fucking Germany, then landed us in the ocean before getting us back to the hotel!" Whitney gave her friend an almost perfect rendition of Sam's 'bitchface'.
"Wait a second, you can long-distance teleport?!" Sam looked at Jade with an odd light in his eyes.
'Oh no not that look. That look he gets when he's excited about something is so cute, Jesus Christ send help.' Jade thought, feeling a blush creep up her neck and onto her cheeks. Her accent kicked back in as she became instantly flustered, "Well, uhm, kinda... It's still a bit of a work in progress!" She tried to shrug it off nonchalantly. "It made me sick when I did it before, and then when I tried to teleport us to her car I passed out and the last place I thought of was a hospital, soo, we kinda ended up there." She cleared her throat again, trying to get her voice back to a neutral tone. Whitney almost laughed but thought the two were enough under a bus.
"Well you can work on it, right? You can show me, you've got to, please? That would be so amazing" Sam said excitedly, his face resembled that of a child in a candy store. Whitney glanced over at Jade as her face reddened even more and her hands flew up to 'scratch an itch'.
"Being able to teleport would be pretty useful, especially if you ended up in trouble." Dean nodded towards Jade. Whitney glanced over at him and glared.
"Oh now she's useful." Whitney snarked grumpily. "Not even an hour ago you wanted us either gone, or dead, hell you probably wanted both!" Whitney hissed at him. Dean looked over at her and rolled his eyes.
"Oh come on now, this again?!" Dean half groaned.
"Look, I'm only saying that you weren't interested in us all that much before until you realized our powers could be useful to you." Whitney snapped at the elder Winchester. Sam and Jade shared a look of either annoyance or acceptance that this was going to happen a lot.
"Whitney, that's not true!" Dean defended himself, or at least attempted to try and defend himself to the stubborn girl. "I think your powers are great, as long as they're not being used on me." Dean insisted. Whitney rolled her eyes once more. An overwhelming urge to go and poke his chest made her hop down from the table, but she stayed close.
"OH, so now my powers are great? Mhmm, sure. That's what you think?" Whitney sassed. "You know, if you called me shortcake, because I'm short and you don't like cake, than you're tallpie, because you're tall and I don't like pie." Whitney snapped, folding her arms. Dean let out an annoyed gasp.
"What the hell do you mean you don't like pie! Pie is the best dessert out there!" Dean snapped back. Sam and Jade rolled their eyes at the two. Jade quickly butted in. She didn't really want to hear them bicker over pie and cake now.
"I guess Whitney and I can show you guys our powers at some point, but preferably a ways away from the bunker, and definitely far away from any other people. We wouldn't want to hurt anyone." Jade interrupted again.
"Well…" Whitney started to say. Jade smacked her upside the head. "Ow! What the hell!" Whitney snapped back at her friend
"Stop it, Christ." Jade snapped at her friend. "Also, please don't take her too seriously when she says things like that. Most of the time she doesn't mean it." Jade defended quickly.
"Most of the time?" Dean cocked an eyebrow at the pair.
"Yeah. Most." Whitney sassed back at Dean, making direct eye contact, much to the discomfort of Dean. Whitney blinked slightly as she remembered the story of 'The Darkness'. "Oh! You never finished telling us about Jenna and her grandmother."
"Oh, right. Where was I?" Dean pondered for a moment, hand on his chin. Jade rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Stop the James Dean look." Jade said laughing. "It doesn't look good on you." Jade sassed. Dean gave an offended look towards the girl.
"Shut up." He rolled his eyes. "Right, Crowley wanted to take Amara back to Hell. I guess he wanted to raise her or something, to have her on his side. But, I didn't want that to happen. We hear yelling and go to find Jenna and we see that she's cut her grandma's throat because Amara sucked her soul, so Jenna basically had no impulse control."
"Sounds like me." Whitney muttered, earning a slight elbow to the side and a quiet 'hush'.
"I wanted to try and get her soul back, but Crowley killed her before I had a half chance to speak. He went to go get the child, I informed him that I thought she was the Darkness. We had another slight argument. Kind of shoved an angel blade into his hand. Then the baby was gone from the crib and I couldn't find her. When I went to leave, Crowley was gone. So I went to go get Sam, and now we're here." Dean explained.
"I still don't understand though Dean. I thought she was a woman... not a child?" Sam questioned. Whitney and Jade raised an eyebrow at each other. Did Sam not know?
"Well, same here. I don't know Maybe what I saw wasn't real. Maybe it was a vision." Dean shrugged, his brows furrowed slightly in thought. "Come on, let's go to the library." Dean muttered as he started walking towards a hallway. Sam quickly caught up to him as the two girls glanced at each other and rushed to try and keep up.
"A vision?" Jade raised an eyebrow at the man as she slightly fast walked to try and see their faces. Whitney scurried behind them as well. The hallway was only big enough for two tall boys at a time.
"Yeah." Dean simply said with another shrug.
"Huh, pretty weird." Sam and Whitney agreed in almost perfect unison.
"Yeah weird with a weird cherry on a weird top." Dean stepped forward into the doorway. Whitney almost bumped into the trio as she nudged her way forward. Dean let out an annoyed groan as she pushed past him and looked at the library. It was a mess. "We got to get a maid." Dean muttered as silence filled the air. "But, you know, one with a-a little uniform, and really big-uh-"
"DEAN!" Both girls yelled angrily causing Dean to jump slightly as the two girls turned and glared.
"What?" He said dimly. Whitney rolled her eyes at the comment.
"You're such a cabbage!" Whitney scoffed as she glared at him with crossed arms, much to his confusion of being called cabbage.
Jade's lip curled into a sneer, her own eyes narrowed at the man. "You're so gross."
"Oh come on, I'm just a guy!" Dean defended himself, arms out as if to keep the two from attacking.
"'You're just a guy'." Jade mocked. "Why don't we put YOU in a cute little maid costume, slap some makeup on you, give you some fake boobs." She snapped scathingly. Things like that really riled her up and made her so angry.
Whitney started to cackle as Dean shifted uncomfortably, muttering some sort of apology. "Yeah Dean, you asshat. You should get all pretty for me, dollface." She snarked to him, cackling even more as Dean's face flushed red and he turned away from the three.
"Get you some heels and stockings." Sam chimed in while he laughed at how uncomfortable Whitney had made Dean. The input from Sam had Jade and Whitney laughing so hard that they began to wheeze, holding onto each other's shoulders for support.
"Oh would you three stop?!" Dean snapped at the three, annoyed that he was being ganged up on.
A loud shuffling sound and a book hitting the floor from behind the books in the next room caused the four to jump slightly, their joking quickly ended as a feeling of anxiety filled the room. Sam and
Dean pulled their guns from seemingly nowhere and advanced forward towards the sound.
"Behind us." Sam muttered, jerking his chin back. Whitney nodded then grabbed Jade by her elbow and tugged her back.
The two girls followed behind the boys leaving a small margin of space. Whitney felt kind of excited, their first...er….second encounter with something Supernatural. She gave a slight chuckle. Supernatural. Both girls gave a slight jolt when Dean clicked the safety off of his gun. The boys rounded the pile of books before their stance relaxed just slightly.
"Help me…" A voice rasped from the behind the pile of books. Whitney glanced over at Jade, confusion written on her face. Jade pulled Whitney slightly behind Dean and peered around him. Whitney looked at the man on the ground. Holy shit. That was Castiel.
"Castiel?" Whitney exclaimed, stepping around Dean quickly. Her fictional child...but now a real human being-er...angel…being.
"Whitney, wait! He doesn't look okay." Jade grabbed her friend's wrist and pulled her back slightly. Whitney looked at Jade with puppy dog eyes, but Dean interrupted her mojo of it all.
"Jade's right." Dean warned lowly, watching him with wary eyes. "Cas?" Dean called only to be answered with silence.
"It's Cas, he wouldn't hurt us!" Whitney tugged slightly on Jade's arm, making Jade follow her forward a few steps. "Did you three already forget that I can throw people?" She sassed softly.
"Wait a second-" Sam started to say, but stopped as the girls walked to the angel lying in the floor despite the brother's warnings. Whitney knelt on one side of Castiel while Jade knelt on the other.
"On three, okay?" Jade said, the girls' hooking their arms under his armpits. Whitney nodded in agreement, readying herself. "One… Two… Three lift!" Jade gave a nod to Whitney as the two lifted Castiel up to his feet.
"There, that wasn't so hard." Whitney said cheerfully, at least Cas didn't react to them angrily. "Now what?" Whitney asked over to her friend. "We didn't plan this through." Whitney muttered aloud. Suddenly, Castiel wrenched himself from the two girl's grasp, backing away into the wall. Whitney and Jade spun around to see the angel and what he was doing.
"Whoa, Cas what's wrong?" Dean stepped forward towards both Cas and the two girls, his voice gruff with concern at the angel's reaction.
"Why would you let them into the bunker?!" Castiel yelled, his wild blue eyes looking between the girls. Whitney flinched at his loud voice as Jade walked closer to Whitney.
"What's wrong with us?" Jade repeated Dean's question as she looked at Cas. An odd mix of sadness, anger, and fear settling in the pit of her stomach.
"Wow rude, we were concerned about you! You look like you're half dead, did a Hellhound chew you up and spit you out?" Whitney crossed her arms, her eyes narrowed as she regarded the angel.
"They're a part of the Darkness Dean! They could kill us all!" Cas yelled again, once again making Whitney flinch, even with Jade right beside her.
"Cas, it's okay. We promise." Sam said firmly, walking towards him as well.
"Oh come on, this again?!" Whitney exclaimed over Sam's otherwise calming voice, echoing Dean's words from earlier. The familiar churning in her stomach seemed to fire her anger towards the angry angel.
"Whoa now… Everybody just settle on down." Jade took a hold of Whitney's hand to keep her from getting angry. "We already had this conversation with Dean and Sam. Just come sit down in the other room with us Castiel, and let us explain it all."
Jade let go of Whitney's hand then stepped to Castiel, her hand outstretched to him much like when they were trying to convince Dean to let them stay. Castiel moved further away from her, his eyes not leaving the two girls.
"Cas, c'mon. It's alright." Dean said softly.
"Look. I can go get our bags and I'll show you that we have nothing that could harm you, heck I might have some pictures or something in there. Just, hang on. I'm gonna turn around and walk away okay?" She said calmly to Cas who simply nodded. "I'm going to go grab mine and Whitney's bags, I'll be right back, Whitney don't move." Jade snapped towards Whitney. Whitney let out an annoyed huff.
"You got it dude." Whitney sassed and gave a thumbs up to her friend as she stood still beside the pile of books. Jade disappeared into the next room to look through the bags. "Hey Jade! If you're looking for something to show him grab my teddy bear from my bag!" Whitney called out as Dean and Sam began to follow Jade out. They still didn't trust the two.
"Teddy bear?" Dean asked incredulously towards Whitney. Whitney rolled her eyes.
"Yes my teddy bear, his name is Captain Barnes. I'm allowed to have something like that!" She replied.
"Like Bucky Barnes?" Dean asked. Whitney glanced behind her shoulder at him as he said the name. "Captain America and Bucky Barnes?" Dean asked. Whitney nodded, a smile suddenly on her face. "You nerd." Dean muttered as Sam walked towards where Jade had gone. Whitney glared back at him. And to think she was going to give him a little credit.
They heard Jade's voice from the next room, "Whitney where is Captain Barnes? I don't see him!"
"What do you mean you don't see him, he should be right there squished into my bag!" She exclaimed, turning her head towards the door as Sam stood in the doorway.
"I mean, I don't see him duh." Jade called back.
Whitney felt her heart drop as she crossed her arms, what if she left him at the hotel they were staying at?! Who know's who could have gotten him! Whitney felt a weird pulsing in her head, like an oncoming headache coupled with that familiar feeling building in her stomach., 'Oh god, now is not the time to start throwing people. Calm down Whitney, it's okay...it's just your bear that is dear to your heart, no need to panic."' She told herself internally. Suddenly she heard Jade give a shocked yelp.
"I found him!" Jade yelled into the room, the sound of a bag unzipping reached Whitney's ears. Within a few seconds she saw a brown shape floating through the air.
"Captain Barnes!" Whitney said excitedly, stepping forward to grab him not quite realizing that he was floating or even how he was floating. The instant her hands closed around him she gave a shriek of pain, and dropped the bear. Whitney looked down at her stomach to see the tip of an angel blade sticking out of her abdomen. Suddenly, everything seemed very slow to Whitney.
"Cas what the fuck!?" Dean yelled before he and Sam pulled Whitney back and set her on the floor, Dean's hands immediately went to the two wounds and applied firm pressure to try and stop the bleeding. Whitney let out another yelp of pain as Dean pushed against her wounds.
"Whitney?!" Jade exclaimed as she came to a stop in the doorway, "Castiel what did you do!" Jade shrieked. Whitney looked at her friend with blurring eyes. That looked like a lot of blood on her shirt, and on Dean's hands…and on the floor.. Whitney continued to look at her friend, she cocked her head as she noticed a weird flash of light in her friend's eyes. The iris of her eye had changed color, it was no longer blue, but a bright glowing white.
Jade rushed forward, ready to kill the angel for harming her friend, even if the angel probably could kill her with a flick of his fucking wrist. Cas was staring at the bloodied blade in his hand in a mixture of shock and hatred. Jade grabbed the wrist of the hand that was holding the blade and snapped it back, not doing much of anything except giving the angel a slight start and causing him to loosen his grip on the blade. Quickly Jade snatched the blade from his hand and then turned it on him, pointing it directly at his chest.
"Jade, don't!" Dean called from across the room, making Whitney glare up at him for such a loud noise.
Whitney turned her sage eyes up to Dean and gave a slight laugh. "Can you believe this shit Dean? I just got stabbed, holy shit this is crazy!" Her head fell back onto his chest as she laughed, a strange feeling in her gut. Like she should be in pain, but all she could feel was laughter. "Hell, I don't ever see anywhere near this much blood on a slide in the forensics lab." Whitney muttered up towards Dean.
"I will not hesitate to kill you." Jade growled lowly, a coil of anger wound in her stomach.
"I could kill you without even using my hands." Castiel returned, his body tensed and ready to strike.
Jade gave a yell resembling a battle cry and rushed forward, all forms of caution thrown to the wind as she moved to stab the angel in the chest. She gave a yelp as Castiel simply flicked his hand up and sent her flying into the wall, the blade clattered to the floor. Castiel gave a chuckle and then he began to advance towards her, snatching the discarded blade.
Sam ran to try and restrain the angel, now fearing for not only Whitney and Jade's lives, but all of theirs. Who knows what could happen if Castiel continued like this. Dean couldn't move, he couldn't take his hands off of Whitney's wounds for fear of her bleeding even more.
"Did Jade just try and fight Castiel?" Whitney whispered up at Dean. "Dean, he's an angel of the LORD." Whitney dragged out 'lord' as she looked up with blurry eyes to Dean.
Dean restrained himself from laughing, "Please stop talking. You're bleeding everywhere and not helping!" He took his hands off of her long enough to shed his jacket and ball it up against the wound on her stomach, returning one hand to her back. Whitney hissed from the pain slightly before the feeling of laughter was back.
"Wowie, okay Deano. I was just making up commentary as I was dying, no big deal." Whitney started to laugh again. "My last words would be calling you Deano, wouldn't they?" Whitney asked as if she had just figured out the meaning to life.
Dean gave a snort as he rested his face on the top of her head, holding her closer, "Shut up, you aren't going to die, not today. I'm not going to let that happen." Dean muttered. A small ache in his chest. He didn't like this girl. And yet here he was, getting teary eyed over her. Maybe it was just the memories of all of the other friends he had lost. So many were dead because of him. The nagging in his mind didn't quit as he held onto this dying girl and watched this strangely brave girl fight for her friend against an angel.
"I'm not letting the Darkness hurt anyone." Castiel muttered lowly, drawing his arm back then snapping it forward-embedding the knife in Jade's chest. The force of Castiel's power disappeared from her body as she crumpled to the floor in a heap beside Whitney and Dean.
"Cas can you please stop stabbing people?" Whitney called from the floor.
"Whitney, not now." Dean snapped at the girl.
"I think now is a great time, since he's feeling so stabby." Whitney snarked. Her eyes turned to her friend as she lay next to them. The world was getting very blurry, but she knew the sight of blood. The emotion that she thought to be laughing left almost instantly as she realized that it wasn't' her own blood on the floor.
Sam suddenly grabbed the angels' arms from behind and cuffed him in place with heavy metal cuffs engraved in strange symbols.
"Holy shit that's a lot of blood." Jade whispered, staring at the blade protruding from her chest as blood leaked around it, staining her shirt and soon enough the floor beneath her.
"Are you okay?" Whitney coughed, a small trickle of blood running down her chin. Her eyes met Jades' and Jade smiled at her sadly.
"What a way to go, huh?" Jade muttered, leaning her head back against the wall. "Hell, I've never even seen an animal bleed this much in the office… And I've seen a lot of bleeding animals." She trailed off quietly. Sam knelt beside her, cradling her head in one of his arms as he looked at the blade in her chest, he was unsure if he should remove it or not. Hell, he wasn't sure if she'd survive them pulling it out.
"Hey Jade…?" Whitney hissed out as the pain began to take over, turning her head to Jade.
"Yeah?" Jade replied softly, reaching out and taking Whitney's hand in hers giving it a squeeze.
"This definitely isn't a dream." Whitney huffed out a laugh and wheezed slightly.
Jade gave a loud groan and leaned further back against Sam. "I swear to God, this is not the time!" She gave her hand another firm squeeze.
"H-hey. Whitney, your wound… it's closing!" Dean exclaimed while he pulled his jacket away from her stomach and removed his hand from her back. Whitney looked down at her stomach confused, she lifted her shirt with her free hand and sure enough; the stab wound was closing right before their eyes and fading into a pink scar.
"What the fuck?!" Whitney exclaimed in confusion. "Not that I'm not happy about that! But what the fuck?!" She repeated softly, before whipping her head to Jade. "Maybe if we remove the blade from your chest yours will heal too Jade!" She sat up from Dean's lap, giving a wince as her freshly closed wound stretched slightly. Dean let out a slight sigh of relief. At least this stubborn girl was going to be okay.
Jade looked up at Sam, "Would you like to do the honors?" Her voice took on a teasing tone. Sam let out a shaky breath.
"I guess so." Sam muttered as he closed his fist around the handle of the blade and then removed it slowly. Jade hissed out a breath with clenched teeth as more blood gushed out of the wound, making Whitney and Dean let out a disgusted noise.
"Ow, holy fucking shit that hurts!" Jade yelled gripping Whitney's hand even tighter.
"Oh God, that's so gross!" Whitney gagged before her head fell back against Dean's chest, eyes rolling back slightly. Dean covered his mouth with his fist, holding back a gag of his own. He turned his head into his shoulder before he slightly held Whitney up.
"Yep, it's closing up." Sam said softly, his face twisted in a grimace from the amount of blood that had come from her chest.
"Oh please, everyone is so grossed out. I lose this much blood a month." Jade snapped as she pulled herself into a better sitting position, looking down at the rapidly healing wound. Dean gently shook Whitney's shoulder muttering that it was okay, she could look now.
Whitney's head slowly lifted as she looked at her friend with squinted eyes, as if she expected there to still be a gaping hole in her chest. "I guess this is just an advantage of our powers?"
"I guess so…" Jade agreed in a soft voice as the four sat in silence, just taking a breath from what all had just happened.
A few moments of silence passed while the girls assessed their wounds. Once they determined that they were no longer bleeding the boys carefully helped them to their feet.
"You know, we're taking being stabbed rather well." Whitney muttered as she begrudgingly leaned up against Dean as her feet still felt wobbly. Jade let out a small groan of amusement as she poked at ther chest.
"Oh shit." Jade turned around to look at Castiel; who was in the floor with his arms locked behind his back and looked as if he had calmed down considerably. "Is Castiel okay? Will he be okay?" She asked, looking up at Sam.
"He will be once we figure out what the hell's going on with him." Sam said as the two ushered the two girls into the main room. Whitney turned to say something to Jade but noticed something about Dean.
"Hey Dean, your eyes look red, are you okay?" Whitney turned to him with a confused look on her face.
"They do? Huh that's weird." Dean said a little too quickly, rubbing at his eyes.
"Were you crying?!" Whitney laughed when Dean's eyes went wide as he stuttered out an answer. "You were! Ew were you worried about me?!" She teased him grabbing her dropped bear from the floor and following Jade to the main room. Dean let out an annoyed sigh as Sam walked beside him.
"Maybe we should have left them at the hospital." Dean muttered under his breath towards his brother. Sam only let out a small chuckle.
"And miss out on this fun? Where's the fun in that?" Sam smiled lightly towards his brother.
"Not having two chicks die in the bunker?" Dean muttered back sarcastically. "Sammy, we can't let anymore people die because of us." Dean stopped in his tracks. Sam stopped too, glancing and seeing the two girls continue to walk and talk. "They may have smart mouths, but the trust us a lot more than we trust them. They know us in and out and that is not a good thing." Dean muttered. "But now they're here with us. We can't let them ruin their lives because of us. I can't do it anymore." Dean hissed lowly, more towards himself than to Sam, but Sam nodded.
"So we keep them safe. They're dangerous...in their own ways." Sam muttered lowly. "We need to find out more about them." Sam continued to mutter a plan to Dean. "We keep them safe, we figure out how they are connected with Amara, and we send them back to their own universe." Sam laid out the plan for Dean. Dean nodded in agreement.
"Let's just hope it doesn't take too long." Dean muttered as he continued to walk towards where the girls had gone. "I don't think I can handle so much sass in one bunker." Dean muttered. Sam raised an eyebrow and slightly chuckled.
"You don't mind her." Sam muttered lowly towards Dean as they walked up to where the war table was. Dean let out an annoyed puff as he followed suit.
Whitney was carefully examining Captain Barnes, making sure there was no blood on his fur. "Cas you're lucky you didn't get any blood on Captain Barnes, I'd have to kill you myself!" She hollered behind them to the angel on the floor.
"I'm going to go check on Cas and get him settled somewhere, where he won't go stabbing people again." Sam said turning around and going back into the other room.
"Could use an angel sigil." Jade muttered under her breath earning a quiet chuckle from Whitney who was walking beside her.
"That's my girl." Whitney joked, nudging her with her arm. "So, about our rooms? Where are we going to be staying?"
"Well," Dean started, "For the time being we're going to have you two share a room. Plenty of room, bathroom available to you at all times and all that stuff. This way Sammy and I can keep an eye on you. Yeah you two have literally just had a hell of a time being in our world for less than two days, but even Cas sensed you two were part of the Darkness. So, better safe than sorry." Jade gave a shrug and picked up her pack, while Whitney's hands went to her hips.
"Really?" Whitney shot Dean a look with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes really, I still don't trust you both. Maybe soon I will, but like I said, for the time being you two are sharing a room." Dean muttered grabbing one of Jade's bags and one of Whitney's bags.
"Fine." Whitney sighed as she grabbed her backpack and then slung it over her shoulder. "But if you're so worried why not just keep Jade in Sam's room and me in yours?" She looked at Dean wiggling her eyebrows. Jade's face reddened slightly but she gave a snort because, good grief Whitney now is not the time. Jade looked at Dean to see his own face was a shade of red, causing the two girls to laugh again.
"That is NOT happening. Just come with me so I can show you two your room." Dean groaned.
"Alright, alright you two." Jade gave another giggle as she grabbed her duffle bag, greatful that Dean had taken her other one. "Show us our room please." Jade smiled.
Dean led them down a hallway to a room not too far from the boy's. "Here we are, you two get settled in or something. I'll get Sam to get you guys in a little while and we'll go grab a bite to eat or whatever." Dean muttered out as he placed the two bags inside the room.
"Wait a second, are you asking us to dinner? Gross." Whitney said while she slipped past him into the room.
"No. That is not what I meant." Dean sighed exasperatedly before he turned to walk away.
"Thank you again Dean!" Jade called after him. "Well, I guess this is really happening." She said softly, dropping her bag to the floor beside the other. Whitney cocked her head slightly.
"What's really happening?" Whitney asked as she splayed out on the bed.
"That we're really in this universe, that we'll never be able to go 'home'." Jade replied, sitting beside her friend. Whitney glanced up at her friend before she sat up. A slight pain still lingering in her stomach.
"You really miss your family huh? They never really treated you right y'know?" Whitney turned towards her friend. Jade shrugged slightly, not looking over at Whitney.
"Yeah, I know. Mentally and emotionally abusive to an extent, I still miss visiting them. I wonder if they really do exist in the universe?" Jade laid back and let out a siigh.
"Even if they did, you know we couldn't let them know about us. We'd put them in danger." Whitney said softly. Jade loved her family. Whitney did too...to an extent. But she wasn't ready to just get back to her shitty family anytime soon. Getting stabbed was nothing like having to face her family problems.
"I know. I guess it's more of a wanting to know how they are, and if they're okay." Jade shrugged rolling onto her back to stare up at the ceiling. "Dude, what if we have doubles in this universe? If there's a non-Darkness version of you and me? How cool would that be!" Jade exclaimed.
"I don't think any universe could handle double of us." Whitney muttered aloud. "I don't think the universe would want to handle double of us." Whitney sassed as she plopped down beside her friend.
"I'm kind of scared Whitney." Jade muttered lowly. Whitney glanced over at her and grabbed Jade's hand.
"I know, I kind of am too. But we'll be okay. If shit ever gets out of hand I'll throw people away and you can teleport us to safety." Whitney replied with a wink, which caused both of them to laugh.
"Yeah, you're right." Jade chuckled before she turned onto her side. "I think I'm going to close my eyes for a bit, this has been a hell of a day." Jade muttered, her eyes already closed.
"Same here, getting stabbed really takes the wind out of you." Whitney muttered, sitting up. Jade quickly grabbed one of the pillows and shoved her head under it.
"That was the worst pun ever Whitney." Jade groaned into the pillow, only for Whitney to cackle.
