(Disclaimer: Don't own a bit of it, but the story is mine)

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To Hell and Back.

Chapter Four.

So life sometimes throws you a bone. For Jay, it came in the form of a demon that stumbled into her as she was coming out of a corner-store with supplies. He'd knocked her bag to the ground, spilling the contents and when she'd sworn at him as he'd stepped on her bag of M&M's (she'd been surprised she'd bought them as she wasn't much one for chocolate) the man had turned to her, his eyes flashing an angry yellow for a split-second before he'd stormed off.

Bugger that, she'd thought to herself and had quickly picked up her stuff, thrown it into her car and followed him. She'd had to be careful as well, as this was one seriously jumpy demon. He was constantly checking behind him, a worried expression crossing his features time and time again until he'd finally ducked through a broken fence and gone into an abandoned mechanic's garage.

She'd found a spot in the shadows and watched the place as she munched on the crushed M&M's wondering, one; what had this demon so worried? And two; why the hell was she eating M&M's? She'd watched for a couple of hours before heading back to her car as darkness started to fall.

She parked the Chevy not far from the garage and waited til night had fully taken hold before grabbing Zeke's sword from the back-seat. She put it over her back, grabbed her leather coat and put it on. The last thing she needed was for someone to see a woman walking around their town with a huge freakin' sword across her back.

She took another entrance into the yard and crept quietly to the back of the garage. She followed the sound of voices to a back room and hunkered down to listen.

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Dean waited til he was sure Sam had fallen asleep before getting up and going to the laptop. He took the photo from Sam's jacket and pulled the papers from his father's journal and studied all three. He looked at the photo, Jay was wearing the necklace, the necklace Malphas had been so interested in. He picked up the drawing and studied it, he'd drawn it from memory and even though he sucked as an artist, he knew he'd gotten it pretty much right.

They'd worked out one of the figures on the necklace, it was 'Heh' the Egyptian symbol for primeval darkness. He hadn't been surprised by that. The other figure, that of a woman, they hadn't figured out. He was pretty sure that was Egyptian as well but there were so many of those damn gods or goddesses it was difficult to figure out which one she was.

He put the drawing down and did a search…anything he could find on 'Banishers'…and he found a lot of crap. And crap was exactly what it was. There was even a site that claimed to have at least fifty 'Banishers' on its books and for a hefty price, they would come out to your home and rid it of all things 'poltergeist'. Yeah, that's what 'Banishers' did, removed kids from your damn tv sets. Idiots.

He slumped in his chair and thought back to the conversation he'd had with Gus. Gus had laughed at him when he'd asked if Jay was a 'Banisher' but when he'd explained how he'd come across that juicy piece of information, the phone had gone eerily silent. Gus hadn't spoken for a long time and Dean had thought he'd lost the connection until he'd heard Gus sigh.

Gus had explained what had happened to him, how there'd been a 'sleeper' in place, Azazel, how Jay had figured it out and then 'banished' the demon. That had been why he was in such a mess that night, not because Jay had stuffed up an exorcism, but because the demon had literally been torn from the inside of him.

She was a 'Banisher', there was no doubt and the reason he hadn't told them was that their very survival relied on the fact that they were believed to be myth. He would have taken her secret to the grave with him but if the demons knew who she was then she was in more trouble than they thought. Dean and Sam had to find her. Find her before the demons did. There was a special place reserved in Hell for 'Banishers' if they were caught and from his understanding, Jay was only one of handful that was left.

"So you find anything?"

Dean about jumped out of his skin "Fuck me, Sammy!" he turned, his brother was right behind him, his face inches from his own.

"Well?" asked Sam, the light from the laptop giving his face a deathly appearance.

Dean quelled the apprehension that filled him "No, nothing dude. Just a whole lot of crap on 'Banishers' nothin' worth reading" he shut the laptop and Sam's face returned to the healthy appearance he was used to. He looked at his watch "2am…you reckon that convenience store is still open? I've been craving M&M's all freakin' night"

"Get some sleep, we'll leave early in the morning" said Sam.

Dean watched, a curious expression on his face as Sam tumbled back into his bed. Sam had just given him an order. He got up and went to his bed. He lay awake for a long time before sleep finally overtook him. It was a relatively peaceful sleep as well…it wouldn't have been had he known that Sam had sat and watched him sleep the rest of the night, not moving a muscle, just watching …watching and watching.

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Dean woke to the tapping of keys on the laptop. He opened his eyes and sure enough, Sam was working away on something. He sat up and swung his legs out of bed, running his had through his hair, making it go in all directions.

"Already at work, dude?"

Sam turned quickly and looked surprised to see Dean there "Aaah, just seeing if she's left any kind of trail…or something"

Dean stood and laughed "Yeah, good luck with that. You know she doesn't. You pull up those hospital records?"

Sam nodded "Neck injury. Says 8cm cut to her throat but it looks like they've changed that a couple of times"

Dean laughed "I'll bet. But why would she go?" he paused "Unless….she didn't go, she was taken"

"Yeah, she was. She checked out against doctors orders, what a surprise. But nothing else except the name of the guy that dropped her off…" he looked at the screen "a David Mellor, lives about a half-hour from here"

Dean grinned "I'll shower and we'll go pay our good-citizen-of-the-year a visit"

Sam stared after Dean until the bathroom door shut behind him. He turned back to the laptop and pulled up the site he'd been studying. She'd left a message, something she was hoping they'd find. He smiled, well he had found it…and once they'd paid a visit to that …what was his name? He shook his head, he didn't care…but once they'd dealt with him then he would steer Dean towards where she'd said she'd left something for them. He left a reply on the site, picked up a pen and made some notes in the journal. He put the pen down and rubbed at his left wrist.

Dean closed the door quietly and stepped back under the shower…something was going on with Sam, he couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it was something. Something he had to figure out and if the gut-feeling was anything to by then he'd have to figure it out pretty damn quickly.

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Jay stared at the two demons who were now tied to chairs in the middle of the garage and bleeding from the stab wounds she'd inflicted. They were glaring at her with undisclosed hatred, what a surprise. The one that had knocked into her even moreso.

She'd taken a spare chair from the so-called office and was sitting in front of them.

"Okay, so we're going to have a little chat before we get down to business"

"We're not telling you shit, bitch!"

Jay smiled "Well I heard enough a little earlier, now I just want some clarification"

"FUCK YOU!" they yelled at her.

Jay sighed "Yeah, yeah….okay…how am I gonna do this" she stood up and went to them "Eeny meeny miny mo, catch a tiger by the toe, if he squeals let him go, eeny meeny miny mo!" she stared at the demon and smiled "Looks like it's you" she turned and took the chalk from her coat pocket and started to add to the symbol that was drawn around his chair.

The demons stared and then started to yell abuse at her as they started to understand exactly who she was.

She looked up at the one that had knocked into her "You know, you really should keep that yellow-eye flashy thing to yourself. You just never know who people are these days" and she grinned at him.

She stood and looked at the diagram "Awesome. Okay then…"

"No, no…please…I'll tell you whatever you want…just…"

"Sorry, the 'eeny meeny' never lies" she took the dagger from her boot, cut the symbol into her hand and started the ritual. He screamed long and loud as he was banished, his mortal form disintegrating in a cloud of black dust, the smell of sulphur permeating the air around them.

She turned to the other demon "Now there's two ways we can do this" she smiled "I love a good cliché. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Let me explain what that means" she moved her chair and sat down in front of him "your friend over there got the easy way…I can draw it out, make it a lot more painful for you, which really is fine by me. The choice is yours. Tell me what I need to know and ..."

"You think I'm gonna tell you anything?" he laughed at her "You're gonna banish me anyway, so just fucking do it!"

Jay stood "Okay then" she took the chalk out and started to draw again as he cursed her.

She stood in front of him "I want to know how he's being bought back and I want to know who's doing it"

"I'm not telling you shit, bitch!" he spat at her.

"Ewww…that's just disgusting! First you step on my M&M's then you spit on me? Did your mother not teach you any manners?" she wiped her face with the back of her hand then cut the symbol into her palm.

She saw the fear hit him as she started to speak in that ancient language. She stopped when the first scream ripped through him "I can do this all night, I'm not going anywhere and…" she smiled "neither are you. So…."

"Fuck off!"

"Okey dokey" she stood and frowned 'okey dokey'? Since when did she say that? She shook her head and started the ceremony again.

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She ran back to her car. Shit! Shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! She threw her sword into the back of the car, jumped in, gunned the engine and sped out of the town. She grabbed her phone and rang Gus, he didn't pick up. Fuck! She slammed her hand against the steering wheel. Did those two boys have any idea as to what they were doing? She yelled in frustration. They were such pains in the arse! When she caught up with them she was so gonna slap them upside their heads! She just hoped she'd get to them before Malphas did.

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Zeke broke the connection as he heard the sound of voices coming towards him. He'd managed to get his sister to the nearest demon but that had been it. He hadn't had enough time to explain to her what he needed her to do and he guessed that she was going to head straight to Dean and Sam. Shit! Shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! She would figure out what was going on, sure...but what would Dean do? That was where the problem lay. What would Dean do?

To be continued….