Season 4(3) – In The Beginning

Dean, Sam and Jess had come back from a case involving a spirit and were in their motel room. It was almost midnight and the hunters were exhausted. The three hunters didn't bother getting changed into sleep wear and crashed onto their beds. It wasn't long before Jess fell into a deep sleep.


Jess slowly woke up and opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling. Her eyes scanned the room. She bolted upright in her bed. She wasn't in the motel room, but she was somewhere familiar. It was her room. Not the one she stayed in at Bobby's. It was the one from her parents' house back in Australia. It was the house she grew up in.

Jess pushed her covers back and swung her legs off the edge of the bed. She stood up and walked the to her desk. She looked at all her items before lifting up a photo frame. It was a picture of her family. Her parents and her older sister. Jess placed the picture back down before running to her bedroom door.

She pulled it open and stepped into the corridor. "Hello." She called out. No one responded. She walked through the house, yelling for her family. "Mum! Dad! Sis!" She searched the entire house. Every room but she couldn't find anyone. Jess froze when she reached the lounge room. The entire house was empty. No one was here. "Mum, Dad, Sis, where are you?" Jess called out one last time but with no avail.

She stood alone in an empty house. She furrowed her brows, she could faintly feel something, but she didn't know what it was. Almost like someone was watching her. "Hello?" She called out. No one responded. She looked around the room but no one was there.

Jess started to panic. She was all alone. She ran to the front door and opened it. Her eyes widened. What was supposed to lead outside instead led to another room. Except, it wasn't a room from her house. She turned around to look back in her house, but it was no longer her house. This place was a different house, but Jess recognised it immediately. It was the Morton House.

"No, no, no." Jess panicked. "Not here. Anywhere but here." This wasn't the first time Jess had been here. The house was dark and quiet. Jess could feel she wasn't alone though. It wasn't the same presence she felt in her home. No, this one was different. Darker. And much more of them. The ghosts that haunted Morton House.

Jess, having no other option, walked around the house. Every step she took, the floor creaked. The air was cold, the lights were flickering. She wandered up the stairs until she reached the very top. There was a mirror on the wall. Jess tilted her head as she slowly walked up to it. She raised her arm and slowly touched the glass, watching her hand as she did so.

Her finger connected against the cold mirror. She lifted her glance to look at her reflection. Jess furrowed her brows. Something wasn't right. Then she realised, her reflection didn't do the same. Jess went wide eyed as her reflection wasn't following her actions.

In a panic, Jess stepped backwards, breathing heavily. Her reflection didn't move. Instead it stared at her with such angry eyes. Jess was frozen in fear as her reflection opened its mouth. "You killed him." It said furiously.

"W-What?" Jess stuttered. Confused and terrified by her reflection.

"You killed Corbett." It spat, bitterly.

"No, no, no." Jess answered, shaking her head repeatedly. "No. I- I didn't kill him." She looked at her reflection, tears welling in her eyes.

"You killed Corbett! You killed Corbett! You killed Corbet!" Her reflection screamed at her.

"No." Jess mumbled.

"You killed Corbett! You killed Corbett!" It continued yelling at her. Jess was trying to block out the voice by covering her ears. This didn't work as it kept screaming at her. "You killed Corbett!"

Jess snapped her eyes to her reflection. "No. I tried to save him." Jess stated.

"YOU KILLED HIM!" Her reflection yelled.

Jess, full of emotions, lunged forward and punched the mirror, shattering it. Jess was breathing heavily as she watched the shards fall, seeing her reflection in each piece.

Each piece of broken glass, each reflection, suddenly looked at her before screaming angrily. "You killed him!"

Jess' eyes widened, she froze in fear as dozens of her reflection yelled at her. "You killed him! You killed him!"

Jess turned around to run but as soon as she turned, she froze. Corbett stood in front of her. He was bloodied and furious. He stared straight into her eyes. "You. Killed. Me!" He screamed at her.

Jess couldn't take it any long as she crouched down, covering her ears and squeezing her eyes shut, screaming. "No!"

Suddenly, everything fell silent. Jess slowly opened one of her eyes, but Corbett wasn't there. She opened both eyes, removed her hands from her ears and slowly stood up. She looked around, still shaking from fear. She was no longer in the house, no mirror and no Corbett.

Instead, Jess was standing on green grass next to a lake which was glimmering as it reflected the moon's glow. Jess stared at in awe. She could no longer sense the ghosts, but she could still feel the presence of someone watching. However, she didn't care. She felt so at peace.

She stared at the lake and moon, taking in the beautiful sight. She glanced to her left and saw a large tree. She wandered over to it and placed her hand on the trunk. As soon as she made contact, hundreds of thousands of fireflies flew from the leaves, lighting up.

Jess watched as the bright fireflies flew through the night sky. They flew over the lake, their reflections sparkling. Jess jogged across the grass, towards the lake. The fireflies surrounded her as she spun around smiling and laughing. She felt like she was dancing amongst the stars. She felt so happy.


Jess slowly felt her consciousness returning as she woke up to Dean's voice. "Where's Sam?" Dean questioned.

Jess heard a male with a deep voice speaking. "425 Waterman."

Jess slowly opened her eyes. She was laying in the right direction that she could see Dean packing his things. "Your brother is headed down a dangerous road, Dean. And we're not sure where it leads. So, stop it. Or we will." The same deep voice spoke.

Jess saw Dean turn to the mystery speaker with wide eyes. He finished packing and swung the duffel bag on his shoulder, heading towards the door. Jess sprung up in panic. "Dean, where are you going?"

Dean turned to her, not realising she had woken up. "Don't worry. I'll be back in a bit." The boy said as he continued towards the door, opening it. "Stay here."

"What? Don't leave me here-" The door shut mid-sentence. "Alone." She finished in a breath, letting out a sigh. Jess was left in a sleepy state of confusion. She suddenly remembered Dean had been talking to someone and snapped her head in their direction. There standing in the dark room was a familiar man, Castiel.

Jess pushed her covers back and lifted her legs off the bed, sitting on the edge of the bed. She stood slowly. "Castiel?" She asked carefully.

The angel turned his head from the door to face her. "Yes." Was all the man said to the young girl.

"Why are you here? And where's Dean going?" She asked, hating the fact she had no idea what was going on.

"I was here to speak to Dean. He is going to find his brother." The angel said flatly. It was apparent he was not interested in their conversation.

Jess remembered what he had said to Dean earlier. "What's wrong with Sam? I heard what you said to Dean about stopping him." The girl questioned the angel.

"He just needs to be stopped from his… activities." Castiel replied. Jess had no idea what he was going on about but knew she wasn't going to get more information out of him.

Jess looked at the man and realised this was her first real time meeting and speaking with him. "Nice to meet you, by the way." She tried to introduce herself. "I'm Jess."

"I know. Dean has mentioned you." Castiel stated. "This isn't our first meeting, either." He mentioned seriously.

The first part of his statement made her curious. What had Dean said to Castiel about her. The second part made Jess sigh. Castiel was so uptight and serious it was difficult to hold a conversation. "I know. But last time we met you kinda knocked me out."

Castiel stared at her. She thought he was about to apologise but instead went far away from that. "I didn't 'knock you out'." He explained with a tilt of his head. "I simply put you to sleep."

Jess was thrown so off guard that she didn't even know how to respond. "It was- It was just a figure of speech." She mumbled quietly.

"I see." The angel said. He gave her a curious look and started walking up to her. Jess instinctively took a step away from the man, but she hit the wall behind her, trapped. "Did you have a nice dream?"

Now Jess was baffled. "Huh?" The question was completely out of the blue. She looked Castiel in the eye as he stared at her. She adverted her eyes and looked at the ground. She thought back to her dream, remembering how it was a nightmare turned beautiful. It wasn't uncommon for her to have those nightmares, but they never ended happily the way it did tonight.

She thought back and remembered the presence she felt. Realising, she snapped her head back to Castiel and whispered. "You were there. You were in my dream, weren't you?" The angel simply stared at her in response. "Why were you in my dreams? Did you change it to the lake?"

"Yes. I did. I saw you having a nightmare and looked to see what was wrong." Castiel explained bluntly. Jess walked past the angel to grab a drink. She picked up a glass and filled in with water, before taking a mouthful.

"That means you saw everything, didn't you?" The girl inquired, not turning to face the man.

"Yes." Was his reply. Jess let that sink in. He had seen her at her most vulnerable state. He knew her darkest moment and feelings. He knew her struggle about Corbett's death.

She turned to face the angel. "I see." She contemplated for a moment. "Please don't tell anyone about what you saw." Castiel didn't respond but she knew he probably wouldn't say anything. Jess saw he was about to leave before she quickly piped up. "Oh, and Castiel. Thank you for the lake and fireflies. It was beautiful." She said with a small smile before the sound of wings were heard and he vanished.