This is a little late, I got distracted by Craig Ferguson on my television. Sorry if the chapters seem short guys, promise I will put a little more effort in; not to say I have been slacking on purpose though.

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I don't know what I want so don't ask me
cause I'm still trying to figure it out
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Jesse Speaks

'Well if it's so easy why don't you do it?' I growled at Adam, slapping my hands to my head and pulling my hair. Adam sighed heavily and sat himself my comfortably on the corner of the table, grabbing my shoulder comfortingly. We had been at this for a while, shut up in his office as I tried to reach out and find Zeno, but it was difficult, I could feel my skull split at the force and my nose began to bleed.
'I'm not gifted like you Jesse.'
'Some gift.' I scoffed and leant back, taking a deep breath of the stale air as Adam poured me a drink. Refusing, I tried one more time.

Steeling my mind, I reached out; it is hard to explain but my focus was not only on who could be behind the door, it was more like trying to find a skin molecule in the dark. I dropped heavily back into the chair, still not able to find him.
'It would just be like demons trying to find me; unless he does something with his power, I cannot pin point his location. I'm sorry.'
Adam shook his head and opened a draw, shifting through some paper. I yawned, feeling my side pinch and Adam looked at me concerned.
'It's fine, really. Just a bit tender.'

'Can you remember anything at all?'
I sighed, it was like being at the police station; how did you crash the car, was I drink driving, did I remember anything at all?
I stood, angry and was heading out when Adam mumbled something about being spoiled.

'Would you like to say that a bit louder, Mr Milligan?'
Adam crossed his arms, staring at me.
'Don't look at me like that, I saved your ass remember, from the pit.' I marched forward, slamming my hands onto the table, Adam flinching slightly. 'I was the one that went down there and ripped you down from that wall and brought you back here.'
Now Adam glared at me with an anger I had seen once, when he cursed me for bringing him back from Hell to a life that was no better. I had offered to block the memories of everything; his time in the cage, his life before and his time in Hell but he refused, and swore he would never hold that over me.

'You did, and I am eternally grateful.'
I gave a nod and smile, but it didn't last long as Adam leant forward on the table as well, not letting go of my gaze.
'But just remember, kid, I'm the one that took you in, I gave you a purpose in life other than running from it. I am the one that saved your life.'
Snarling, I was going to snap back that I could send him right back but he was right. Without each other we were just useless chess pieces but together we had a chance of taking down the opposition.

'I don't remember a lot. Just that he was mistreated as a kid and can use his powers a lot better than I can.'
Adam sat back down, pouring himself another drink. I sighed, clicking my fingers and the brown liquid became water and Adam groaned, spitting it out furiously.
'Your going to send yourself back if you keep drinking the way you do.'
'And I thought I told you not to play God in my house, that's my job.'
We both chuckled and I rubbed my eyes, memories confusing me again as they flashed in front of me. I was about to open the door when it opened itself and revealed Claire.

Her face was sick with concern and I grabbed her shoulders to keep her steady as she moved franticly.
'Claire? What's wrong?'
Adam stood up, moving around to stand beside her and Claire tied hair from her face and dropped a bag onto the floor.
'Its Lance, he's in trouble and I need to get there. Have you got a car?'
She spoke too fast and I let her go, Claire breathing in deeply.
'Bens is the only one that can get any where at the moment, why don't we go get-'
'He's gone.' She said flatly and Adam and I shared a glance as Claire blinked slowly.
'What do you mean gone?'
'Gone as in just up and left, bout ten minutes ago.'

Adam sighed and reached for his phone, I wasn't sure who he was going to call but Ben wasn't a concern of mine for the moment.
'Lance, who is Lance?'
'A friend of mine, like a brother. He's a hunter and, oh god I need to get there.'
I grabbed her face gently, trying to calm her.
'Clear your mind, think of him, think of where he is.'
Claire looked at me nervously before scooping up her bag and closing her eyes.

When she opened them, she gasped as we stood outside an old apartment building. It was quiet for the middle of the day and Claire swayed on her feet a moment, my hand steadying her.
'Don't know if I like doing that.' She groaned as she took out her gun, handing one to me as we locked them, ready for whatever it was that was threatening her friend.

Of course it crossed my mind that this could be a trap, but as long as I could breathe, there was no real immediate danger. Spotting a few people patrolling the car park, Claire gestured to the stair well and we raced up the stairs, myself never more than a few steps behind Claire.
'Ahead,' Claire shouted to me, three men blocking the platform but nothing seemed to be keeping Claire away from helping her friend and she knocked one of them down, black eyes staring back at us before I twisted my wrist, crushing them with a clench of my fist. The bodies twitched, myself pausing to check and see if the humans were still alive. Luckily they were, they wouldn't have been out long.

We made it to the floor, Claire waiting for me as she pressed herself to the wall, counting to three silently before I ripped the door open.
The corridor was dark, one light flickering and I moved ahead of Claire, checking down the separate corridor but she wasn't worried about her safety, she just rushed to the apartment and kicked the door open. She was capable of anything, I would give her that but I still frowned as I followed her in, checking the corridor one more time before shutting the door.

The room was huge, extended probably down two or three of the buildings rooms and each wall was covered with maps or book shelves and computers. It was dark, the windows boarded up or covered with newspaper but some corners were peeling away and I reached up, ripping some away to allow light to flood some of the room, enough so that we could see an attack.
Claire was familiar with the place as she moved silently through, whispering his name. There was no response until she was knocked to the ground, a demon snarling atop of her.

She struggled but managed to roll as I reached her, her flask of holy water out.
'Why are you here? Who sent you?'
The demon chuckled, the large man not even struggling beneath Claire, who wasn't playing around and tipped the water into his mouth. He wrestled with her but I locked him to the floor, looking around quietly for any others as Claire continued her interrogation.
'Who sent you?'
'Who do you think?' He hissed, spitting at Claire. Not patient, she began to recite her Latin and soon enough to demon screamed, leaving the room in a puff of smoke and Claire sighed, standing beside me.

'He has a safe place down there, a salt room. Check there and I'll check here.'
I nodded, sliding the gun into my jeans and closed my eyes, trying to reach out for him.
Sure enough there was something weak in the corner and I sighed when the body became more clearly outlined. I breathed in deep, the vital signs of Lance were weak; he probably didn't have much of a chance against four demons.
'Claire…'
She stood beside me, breathing heavy with worry, her gun tight in her hands but it fell to the floor as she rushed over to Lance, the skinny man gasping for breath and grinning when he recognised who it was. Claire was unsure of what to do, her eyes scanning his body and as she mumbled things to him I couldn't help but turn away. How many more people were we going to lose? Why did I stay with Adam and run around on his errands and keep this hunting life rather than being on the move?

I didn't know what I wanted in life, but I suppose that being here, right now and able to help out in the smallest possible way was better than running away like a coward.

So Jesse isn't impressed by Bens actions, and Zeno is out to hurt them. Is everything alrady falling apart for the team?
Please review.

Silver-Kirin
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