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"So, let's recap." Ernest said I was sitting on the couch cleaning my gun and hoping to God that Sam and Dean had the foresight to grab my things.
"You have a piece you want cleaned?" I asked
"No I prefer to clean my own guns." He said pacing in front of me.
"If you know what I mean." I said using a phrase that Steven used often.
"So." He started in again ignoring my childlike humor. "Castiel brought you to Dean and Sam just all of the sudden?"
"Yes." I answered looking over my dismantled weapon.
"And you don't find it odd that he just did it so suddenly and why now?" He asked me
"Now that you bring it up it is kind of suspicious but at the time it was just Cas being Cas." I answered honestly sitting back and thinking about it now. "I suppose it is a little weird."
"Then all these weird things start happening to you." He says "Soon after."
"Weird being an operative word Ernest." I said rolling my eyes. "I'm a hunter. What isn't weird?"
"How long have you heard the voices?" He asked
"You are making me sound like a crazy person." I said looking at him. He was obviously concerned and he wasn't going to put up with any of my mischief.
"Jude." He said seriously.
"Oh my goodness." I said "I don't know Ernest six months maybe!" I half yelled at him "Sporadically not all the time."
"And you didn't think to tell anyone?" He asked
"Weird crap happens to us Ernest." I said "It happens and if I complained about every little thing that happened to me I would be complaining my whole life."
"This is different." He insisted. "What about the hum that you told me goes through you?"
"What about it?" I asked sitting forward to assemble the gun.
"What about the bright light from that guy that attacked you. You said you couldn't escape it. What about you being able to see his true form Jude?!" He asked getting louder.
"Again I ask: what about it?" I said holding the cold metal pieces in my hand for comfort.
"Think about it from a hunter point of view." He said
"I think about everything from a hunter point of view. " I replied casually.
"You never think about consequences for yourself. You just rush into things without thinking. My dad would lose his mind if he knew this had been happening to you and you hadn't said anything about it." He said.
The Kimmerling family was on the verge of perfect. Not perfect like they never fought or argued. Not perfect like they had backyard picnics in their white picket fenced yard. He and his sister argued constantly and he and his father never saw eye to eye. Their mom was slightly overbearing and she had a very thick southern accent. They got in arguments all the time and each had a different way they liked to hunt and all of them thought they were right. They were the most perfect family that Jude had known. They were loyal to each other to a fault and always were right next to each other if they needed to be. Collin was Ernest's father and he had taken a particular liking to me. He treated me like I was his own kid. I has met them after people forgot me after they met me. I was very glad about that.
"Why are you getting so upset?" I asked Ernest. I got up from where I was seated and walked around his coffee table which had plenty of coffee stains.
"You don't see it." He said looking down on me with what I almost thought was pity.
"Don't see what?" I asked looking up at him and pouting a little.
"Don't…" He warned as I reached up and pulled his head down and stood on my tip toes to reach him. His hands wrapped around my waist and down to the waistband of his sweatpants that I was wearing that were rolled up to fit me.
"I missed you." I said brushing my nose along his collar bone. "Do we have to talk about this right now?"
"Don't do this Jude. I know what you are doing. You would rather hunt and talk about monsters any day over being with me." He said and I frowned up at him.
"That's not nice." I said.
"It's true. The only reason you ae being all touchy right now is because you don't want me to harass you about it anymore." He said I looked up to kiss him again but he pulled away and held me at arm's length.
"Ernest!" I argued.
"Using your womanly charm to distract me." He raised an eyebrow. "Shame on you Jude Ira Masonwick."
"Throwing around full names now..." I said
"It's Jude Winchester." A voice came from the top of the stairs. We both froze where we were and looked to the stairs that were hidden by a wall. Ernest instinctively pulled me closer and pushed me behind him.
"It's okay." I said stepping out and straightening my appearance.
"Is it wrong that I have begun a nervous sweat? I am not ready to meet your family." He said quietly. Hard footfall sounded behind us as Cas and Dean appeared and Dean looked like he wanted to throw up a little. Angel travel, got you every time, Jude knew.
"I suggest you ready yourself." Castiel said darkly staring at Ernest with his disapproval glare.
"Cas.." I said with a warning tone. Sam came down the stairs where Cas must have dropped him. I smiled up at him surprised by the amount of affection I already had for him.
"If she is going to blatantly disregard all rules and authority she must be a Winchester." He said.
"What could he mean?" Ernest asked me. I smiled sweetly and shrugged.
"Couldn't tell you." I said. I leaned closer to him and whispered. "They are a little crazy from past traumas so I wouldn't believe a word they say."
"We specifically told you not to go anywhere and you disobeyed." Dean said
"Disobeyed!?" I said outraged as I turned on him "Excuse me but who do you think you are exactly?"
"Someone who knows a lot more about hunting than you do." Dean replied.
"That is true and I can't deny that. However, don't you think even for a second that you have authority over me at all. My respect is earned and you are just some guy with a chip on his shoulder." I said to him in a cool tone.
"Jude he is your father." Castiel said and I turned to him.
"He has never been a part of my life. I have always been on the outside looking in on all of their adventures wishing that I could be a part of what they were doing. Then when I get here and am finally allowed to see him, he doesn't know what to do with me. He doesn't trust me and I don't trust him. Im not sure how I thought this would work out but it is just like my luck for my dad to be an asshole." I looked right at Dean and sighed. "I guess the apple didn't fall very far from either of our parent trees."
"Jude you are throwing a fit." Ernest said and I glared at him. Of course he was right. I was throwing a fit but man it felt good.
"Fine I'm done." I said throwing my hands up I n the air. "But you guys are hiding something from me. All of you know something that I don't and I will get myself in all kinds of terrible situations until you tell me."
"I.." Ernest went to argue with me.
"Don't even bother trying. I know you too well. I know you know what's going on. I could feel it the entire time. Something you are keeping from me and it isn't appreciated. I'm a big girl I can handle it." I said walking to the couch and sitting on it. "So what's it gonna be boys?"
They all looked at each other worried. That's when I knew that I was in trouble. All of them giving silent communication across the room. I looked back and forth between them all. Ernest looked to Castiel who shook his head slightly.
"I think she needs to know." Ernest said.
"Who are you?" Dean asked with a condescending tone.
"Ernest Kimmerling. I'm a hunter." Ernest said not backing away from his tone. I was very proud of him I could have kissed him right there.
"You Collin and Amanda's boy?" He asked Ernest and I turned to him in slight shock. Though it was not uncommon for hunters to know each other.
"I am." Ernest said and I could hear the pride laced in his voice. I imagined it was the same pride m voice held when I told the few people I could that Dean Winchester was my father. Though I had just bitched him out and I felt a little bad.
"The angels are looking for her now. Before she didn't exist. Now there is no stopping them." Castiel said and I raised an eyebrow.
"Why would the angels be looking for me Cass?" I asked sitting up straighter.
"Demons look for you don't they!?" Dean asked getting flustered.
"Yes, but there is peace with the Demons. Why would they care about me?" I asked standing up not understanding. I supposed I had only met three angels in my entire life. One was a dear woman friend of Cass, one was Cass and one was the beautiful creature that had died in the parking lot. It didn't make any sense that the angels would be coming after me. There had been peace in heaven for years. None of them could use me if there was peace. Angels didn't just start wars for no reason. Not like Demons did; because they were bored. Angels always had deep belief systems set behind anything they did.
"Jude what does my dad always say? Like a prayer while solving an identity. "Ernest asked me. I looked at him with a bad feeling coming over me. Like this wasn't just something silly that they hadn't told me.
"I don't know…"I said not wanting to play anymore guessing games.
"Think Jitterbug. Think about what he always says to identify a monster." He urged me like it was important.
"What am I profiling!?" I asked yelling slightly.
"Profile yourself" Sam said "Take what has been happening to you and run it like something you were chasing."
"Sammy stop!" Dean said
"She can handle it Dean." He said
"Yes she can." Ernest said to them both as he looked back to me. Castiel didn't look so sure and Dean's face had gone pale.
"Why won't you just tell me?" I asked at the end of my patience at this point.
"If you put it together there won't be any denial." Castiel said and I could not argue with that. If they told me point blank my mind would reject it. I knew I could figure it out but the question really was did I want to?
"Okay." I said getting up and pacing back and forth. "Say them out loud." I directed this at Ernest because his dad had taught me how to do it. It was like his own ritual before a hunt to figure out what you were dealing with. "Humming. A distinct from inside me." I said
"Yep." Sam said trying to encourage me.
"Light bright light." I said filtering all possibilities through my database. "Voices in my head." I remembered a story about a woman who was Nephilim from Dean and Sam's books but I shook the thought aside.
"My kid is crazy. It figures." Dean joked and I quirked my mouth up.
"Self-healing." Castiel interjected. My eyes flew open and met his.
"What do you mean?" I asked
"That acid burn you got, it was already healed before Cass got there." Dean said. Ernest's eyes got wide as he looked down at my abdomen.
"Oh Geez and I saw that man...his true angel form." I said going to the couch and sitting down again. "The voices I hear. Who are they?" I asked Castiel not wanting to know the response. A neon light of an answer flashed in my head as I tried to push it away. This would answer the question.
"It's the Angels." He responded.
"Shit." I swore knowing full well. "No wonder they want to find me. I'm a complete and total blaspheme to their culture!" I shouted.
"I always knew you were part angel." Ernest said and I scowled at him darkly.
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