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Sweetdisposition19: Thanks to you wanting to know her past, I wanted to know too. You'll get your wish next chapter!! It won't be too much, but something. Kinda hard to write since you have to think about the angels not having human bodies or anything...
Chrisse11: Thank you, thank you, thank you a million times over! I was waiting for someone to let me know how I was doing with portraying Dean and Sam. Amazing for me. I've only just recently become a nerd of the series... I'm trying my hardest to keppy Jessica interesting and non-mary sue. Things will stay "supernatural" too, promise! :)
Notez nao! Lol. I figured out this will have happened AFTER Bobby is hurt since I have him in the wheel chair. No episode in particular yet, but I'm thinking sometime after either "Free to Be You and Me" or "The End". For the life of me, I can't figure out what the fifth episode was called... I'll figure this out though. :) And something about the ritual (you'll know what that is by the end of the chapter) you won't find out, Castiel knows what it entails because he's seen it once or twice. (Not sure of critical details since it's not canon for the show.) But everytime he's seen it, things have gone differently. Anna's had it done by Pamela, but that was different because...well you'll see! :D Hope you enjoy this chapter! Please review.
Chapter 7: The Family Friend
The trio spent the next day and a half traveling to their destination. When they finally reached the home in South Dakota, the Winchester boy were both relieved.
Once out of the car, they approached the front door. "Whose place is this?" Jessica asked. She'd been pretty mellow the whole time, not asking too many questions or anything.
Dean knocked on the door as Sam told her, "Family friend. Bobby Singer."
She nodded as the door opened. "Dean! Sam! What're you doing here…and who's the chick?"
"Hi, I'm Jessica," she said with a small wave.
Bobby smiled back at her, and then looked at the boys with a suspicious look. "Which one of the boys are you with?"
Sam cleared his throat and said, "Neither Bobby, but uh…thanks for asking."
"We need you to train her," Dean said as they all walked into the house. Bobby sat in his wheelchair by a fireplace as Dean sat on a couch while Sam and Jessica stood by. "Just eh basics," he smiled coyly.
Bobby looked her over. "She a hunter?"
"No," Sam replied, "quite the opposite actually."
Jessica put her hands into her pockets as Bobby gave her a suspicious look. "I, uh…I'm an angel," she told him in an unsure tone.
"Yer a what?"
"An angel. Y'know, with wings and a halo? Kinda like Cas, well minus the wings and stuff." Dean shrugged as he spoke and glanced over at Jessica, wondering slightly if she had wings…
"Is there some sort of proof?" Bobby asked as he adjusted his trucker hat. The shocked look was still on his face.
Castiel appeared in the room behind the couch with a book in hand. "I have proof," he said. Dean jumped a little at Castiel's sudden appearance. Bobby, Jessica, and Sam all looked in his direction. "There is a way, Jess," Castiel told her as he held up the book.
Sam eyed Castiel, then Jessica, with suspicion. "Way to do what?"
She made a face as if she was caught red-handed. "Dean didn't mention anything?"
"Wasn't in my place," Dean spoke.
Jessica let out a sigh. "I wanna retrieve the memories of my past…or Katherine's or whatever."
"It would be painful though," Castiel quickly said. He had a small frown upon his face.
"So what do we gotta do?" Dean questioned.
Bobby shook his head. "Before anyone does anything, how about one of you two chuckleheads explain everything to me," he said in a stern tone.
Sam volunteered to explain everything and went with Bobby into the kitchen; leaving Castiel, Jessica, and Dean in the living room to deal. Jessica walked over and sat down on the couch with Dean. "So, how painful will it be?"
He opened the book and walked towards the end of the couch Jessica sat on. "It could be excruciating."
"Way to be blunt, Cas," Dean said sarcastically.
So apparently, if I want the memories back, Castiel said I'll go through excruciating pain. That's something to look forwards to…
"Are you actually thinking about going through with this?" Dean asked me.
I looked to Castiel. "There's no other way?"
"No," he said with a blank expression.
"Then yeah," I said as I looked at Dean, "I'm going through with it."
Dean shook his head. "This has bad idea written all over it…"
"What do we have to do?" I asked Castiel.
"We'll need a knife, preferably silver; and a secluded place."
"Sounds…easy enough. When should we do it?" Even if I was acting gung-ho, I was down right freaked out.
Castiel shut the book and tucked it under his arm. "Tomorrow," he announced.
Super. Tuesday's the last day that I'll actually be myself. Tomorrow I'll be…two people, I guess…
"Why not just do it now?" Dean asked. He had a point. Why were we waiting?
As he furrowed his brow, Castiel replied, "Jessica should be properly rested and I believe she would like some more time with her own thoughts."
My jaw dropped a little. He was considerate of what I wanted, even if I hadn't told him. "Thanks Cas," I mumbled with a small smile.
He gave a nod. "May I stay here for the night?"
"Yeah," Dean told him. "Plenty of room. I'm sure Bobby won't mind." He grinned and said, "I'll tell Bobby while you two nudge wings."
I narrowed my eyes at him as he got up and left to join Bobby and Sam in what looked to be the kitchen. Do I even have wings?...
Castiel moved and sat in the spot that Dean vacated. He sat and pulled his coat around him silently. I glanced at him for a moment and he looked at me. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He sounded concerned. Maybe it was because of his friendship with Katherine…
"There's no backing out 'cause there's no other way Cas. This has to be done." I let out a sigh. "Thanks for helping me."
"You are welcome," he said.
I gave him a small smile before getting up and making my way over to the attached room where Dean, Bobby, and Sam were talking. "Excuse me Bobby?" Bobby looked in my direction, along with the two. "You think I could just…turn in?"
"Sure," Bobby said.
"Thanks," I smiled. He seemed very nice, even if he was practically a stranger to me.
Dean walked over to me. "I'll show you to the room." He led me back into the previous room and asked Castiel, "D'you want me to take you to a room too?"
Castiel looked at him. "It's not necessary for m to sleep, but I think I will."
I followed Dean up a set of stairs as I thought about what Castiel said. I never slept longer than four hours, and that's on a good night. So that was another sign I completely ignored. There must be more.
Pointing to a door, Dean said, "Jessica." He then pointed to the door a few inches down from it. "Cas."
I opened the door to the room I'd be staying in and said, "Thanks Dean." Looking at Castiel, I added, "And you Cas."
Dean gave a nod and Castiel uttered a reply along the lines of 'you're welcome' as I walked in and shut the door behind me.
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Sleep wasn't coming to me easy. I was wide awake, sitting by the window in the room and watching the dark night sky. There weren't any stars out, which had me frowning. Watching them and finding the various constellations was a hobby of mine. This being the case, my mind was practically running in overtime about the next day. Will things change? Will my other memories go away? What about dad and Collette?
But the big question was bothering me: Will I still be me?
I sighed and leaned my head against the window, hoping the answer would be yes.
