The Winchester Code

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Okay, I was thinking about having yet another story. Like a sequel to this one. :) What do you say?

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Chapter Twelve

o.0.o Jessica POV o.0.o

When I woke up the next morning, Dean still had his arms around me. Not like I cared. I mean, I loved his arms around me. But I wouldn't admit that. Ever.

Suddenly, I felt really, really sick. I no sooner got to the bathroom and my stomach emptied its contents.

A few seconds later there was a knock on the door. "Jess?" I was going to answer, but my stomach decided to do an encore. Not a second later, Dean was in the bathroom and at my side.

"Here," he said as he held my hair back.

About ten minutes and three performances by my stomach later, Dean sat on the cold tile floor. My head was leaning on his shoulder.

"What was that," he asked. "I haven't seen you that sick in… I haven't seen you that sick."

"Nerves," I blamed it on. Truthfully, I knew exactly what it was. Dean just accepted it.

An hour later, I was ready to be exchanged. Dean had changed and gone to get his weapons ready. I had just finished changing and came into the bedroom we shared. Dean was standing at the foot of the bed, loading the last of the guns.

"Hey," I said as I came up next to him and sat on the edge of the bed. "You ready?"

"Yeah," he replied and shoved his gun in its holder.

I stood up and did what I needed to do. "Here," I told him and held out my engagement ring.

His eyes looked up to meet mine before he told me, "Put it back on. I'm not taking it."

"Dean," I persisted, still holding the ring for him. "You could use the money. And it's not like I need it for any reason. I'm going to die."

I could tell he wanted to shutter at the thought, but he didn't. "Then you're dieing with that ring on you."

I nodded, gave a small smile, and kissed him. He didn't even bother to kiss back.

o.0.o Sam POV o.0.o

Alex wasn't thrilled about today. Neither was I. Neither was Dean. And I assume, neither was Jess.

But everything was decided. Missouri and Pastor Martin would stay and watch the kids. Alex, Dean, Dad, and I would go with Jess to the demon's lair. She would go in and Tommy would come out. God willingly.

Dean slammed the trunk of the Impala – our car choice, and got in the driver's side. Alex and I slipped in the back, leaving Jess to take the passenger's seat. We all watched silently as Dad got in his car and pulled out. Dean followed.

The silence was killing us. We all knew it. Yet we still didn't say anything.

A few minutes into the drive, Alex slid over to me and rested her head on my shoulder. I didn't complain.

We both watched as Jess slid over to Dean. I don't know where her hands were and I don't want to know. But whatever she did, obviously made Dean relax.

That was probably for the best.

It was an hour ride, but we finally got to the demon's hide out. Dad parked and Dean pulled up beside him before doing the same.

Alex and I got out and met Dad by his car. Dean and Jess followed closely.

"What's the plan," I asked him.

"Just let her go inside," Dad shrugged. "I'm not sure how else to do it."

All eyes were on Jess as she nodded.

Now was time for goodbyes.

She went up to Dad and gave him a hug. He hugged back after a second. Before she let go of him, she whispered something in his ear, making him smile and chuckle.

Why was he chuckling in a time like this?

o.0.o Alex POV o.0.o

After she hugged John, Jess gave Sam a hug and said, "If I see one of these guys in the after life with me, I'm going to haunt your ass."

I gave a small smile, as did Sam.

I was next. Jess came up to me and I couldn't help it. I started to cry. "Don't worry, Lex," she said as she gave me a hug. "Life goes on."

I wanted to tell her that it really wouldn't be the same, but I couldn't. The words just wouldn't form.

Before she pulled away, she told me, "And if you don't want that fourth, try to stay off Sam on December tenth."

Now I was laughing and crying. Jess let go of me and Sam quickly took her spot. I was definitely getting a life time supply of hugs this week.

Both of us watched as Jess stood in front of Dean. She was waiting for him to come to her.

He definitely took the clue.

Dean wrapped his arms around her waist and she draped hers around his neck. It took a second, but their lips crashed together.

John, Sam, and I all looked away. We knew they were saying goodbye.

A little bit later, they pulled apart and separated.

"Everyone ready," Jess asked. Somehow she remained upbeat all through this ordeal.

No one said anything, but it was understood. We weren't really ready, but we were ready.

"Good," Jess nodded and took a deep breath. "I'll see you on the other side."

With that, she turned on a heel and started walking into the building. Within sixty seconds, she disappeared.

"Now, we wait," John said.

And pray that this works.

o.0.o Dean POV o.0.o

A minute later, I was edgy.

"Let's go in," I said. "This is taking way too long."

"No," Dad said. "Just wait."

So I did… reluctantly. But Dad was right. Another minute later, Tommy was walking out of the building. Sam and Alex sprinted toward him. They couldn't wait to hold their son.

Five minutes of hugging and kissing the boy later, we were on the way home. Dad had taken his truck again. The Winchester clan was in the back of my Impala and I was driving.

When we got to Pastor Martin's place, I went inside and collapsed on my bed. I didn't even bother to change from my leather jacket and jeans. I just collapsed.

There was no one there to share the bed with me. Just me. Just Dean. It'd be like that forever.

"Don't be such a drama queen," I heard a familiar voice say.

I whipped my head around. There was Jess. I didn't let my mind doubt it; instead I got up and went to her. I tried to crash our lips together, but I went right through her.

I was stunned for a minute, but regained my composure. "What the hell," I asked.

She gave me one of her know-it-all smiles before breaking the news. "I'm not real. Well, I am… but not the way your thinking."

"So I'm being haunted," I asked.

"Nope. I'm in your mind. I figured out a way to save Tommy and me. But I couldn't tell you guys… until now."

I thought about it for a second before asking, "How do I know you're real? You could be a demon."

"I said I would die with the ring on," she told me. I nodded before she continued, "Check your jacket's right pocket."

I dug my hand in there and felt a familiar article: the ring.