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Chapter 2. – Masters of puppets - hope you enjoy :)

It was late at night and Jackie sat alone in her motel room. After the Winchesters had left the hospital, she decided to keep in touch with them, they were the only ones who could help her, and she was the only one who could back them up. Her motel was two blocks away from theirs, after those weeks in the hospital, she got used to having someone around, therefore, hating to be alone. She hated to be vulnerable to the darkness, hated the secrets sounds being whispered by lost spirits she could hear, the tension held in the air, the sensation of being watched.

She also never expected to become friends with them the way she did, John had made sure she would stay out of his fight, and she held some hard feelings against him for that. She had as much right to be in that fight as he did.

During some months she tried to get a lead of where John was after he left the town where they met while hunting. One night, she found him. He was unconscious inside the Impala, along with his sons. There was blood everywhere; those boys were in a bad shape.

" Damn it John, why did you have to be so stubborn?" she whispered to herself.

Her hard feelings were replaced by compassion that moment. Whatever hit their car was long gone by the time she passed by them. A weird feeling sent chills down her spine, she felt as she was being watched by someone, or something, again.

Ignoring that feeling, she calls 911 and expects the ambulance to arrive as soon as possible.

The weeks at the hospital with the boys changed her mind regarding the Winchesters, John could be a pain in the ass, and she understood why, he had his reasons, two good reasons: Sam and Dean.

Lost among her thoughts, Jackie didn't even notice the sudden freezing air in her room.

She was caught by surprise, when an invisible force tried to take possession of her soul hitting her hard. A terrible pain shot through her chest and her body was sent harshly against the wall. The lights were flickering and she could barely breathe.

"Shit!" she screamed. None was around to save her.

Struggling, she held her amulet tight and started enchanting words in Latin. Faster and faster, she kept repeating the words. Her voice was barely coming out. Keeping her shuts, she promised herself not to give up, not like that. The things that go bump in the night had taken so much from her; she was not ready to give up the control of her body and mind.

After repeating the words continually a sound, similar to a moan echoed angrily inside the small room.

"Find someone else to take…" she said sobbing and kept going with the words.

Her heart was tight as she felt the strange force inside her, competing with her strength.

" Get out!" She screamed still spiting out the Latin words. The evil force was getting weak.

Another moan echoed, louder and more furious. Whatever tried to take over her body had lost the battle this time. She was exhausted.

" Son of a bitch". She whispered putting herself together.

The lights stopped flickering and the freezing air was gone. Recovering herself, she got up from the floor and grabbed her car keys. She thought it'd be better to spend the night with the brothers, just incase.

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As soon as they heard Jackie's scream, they ran to the bathroom.

" Jackie?" Dean shouted kicking the door as hard as he could to get it opened. Some moments gave no room for subtlety.

They saw Jackie, kneeling on the floor rubbing her temples; eyes squeezed shut with some tears streaming down her face.

Both brothers kneeled beside her.

" Hey, what's is it?" Sam asked.

" Just girl stuff, don't worry. It's getting better". She said recovering her breath.

" Liar". Dean stated.

Probably the same thought passed through the boys mind. Sam was quite familiar with that situation. Sudden pain… temples being rubbed to help ease this pain. Since his visions began happening when he was awake, every time he had one, he'd have a headache.

But was it possible? Although Jackie did have a past similar to them, she was two years older than Sam. Could she be having visions as well?

" Not lying, how can you know Dean? You're not a girl". She said standing up.

" Thank God for that". He said back as she pushed the boys out of the bathroom.

" I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine. Now excuse me, I haven't taken a shower yet". Saying so, she closed the door again. Not being able to lock it but still…

" That was no girl stuff". Sam said holding that thought. " There is a lot about her that we still don't know".

" Well, there are ways to find out". Dean reached for her bag and removed all her pajamas from it

Sam watched his brother. Dean could be quite a child sometimes. He admired this side of Dean, although he had this strong wall built around his feelings.

" What are you doing? You wanna get your ass kicked?". Sam asked as Dean hid all her pajamas. Jackie was about to leave the shower and all of them them would need to grab some sleep before anything.

" Hey, let me have my fun, will ya? Besides, it's not every day we have a chick hanging out in our room". Dean sat on his bed with the biggest grin ever.

" Are you doing this to know what we need or for your own amusement?"

"Blackmail plus fun. It's perfect". Dean finished and waited for Jackie to come out. " God, I'm good!".

Jackie left the bathroom with a towel covering her body and headed toward her bag. Her hands searched franticly through her clothes.

" Was the water good?" Dean asked in a naïve way.

Jackie noticed the expression on his face. After the boys were recovered, she saw how handsome they were, both of them, however Dean had this special charm. His sarcasm had a lot to do with it. She'd never admit it though, not with the ego he already had.

" Alright, fun time is over, where are my pajamas?" She asked looking at both of them.

" If you want your pajamas back, then tell us what was that sudden headache in the bathroom all about". Dean was satisfied.

Sam was holding his laugh, covering his mouth and staring at his shoes.

Jackie held her towel with one hand and placed the other on her waist. " Dean… give my pajamas back, if you don't want a purple bruise on your ass".

" Tell us what's going on first, or…you can always sleep wearing your white, sexy, nightgown". Dean was holding her nightgown in the air with one hand, offering it.

She walked stepping hard toward him and grabbed the nightgown abruptly.

" Fine! Just be aware though, this isn't over yet. That includes you too Sam".

" I didn't do anything". Sam defended himself.

She went to the bathroom and slammed the door.

" Your plan worked like a charm". Sam said. " We still have to know, it's important, there is something after her".

" Hey, my plan worked fine, wait until she gets dressed. We'll find out what's going on….eventually".

Few minutes later she got out of the bathroom. The gown was quite transparent and short, exposing her legs and the shape of her body.

" You suck. Both of you". Then she started parading in front of Dean. "Staring at my legs is the most you're gonna get from me, so enjoy!".

Dean raised one of his eyebrows. " Better than nothing".

She punched Dean's arm.

" Hey…you chose the harder way out. I offered you a second option". He said rubbing his arm. The girl did work out.

She ignored his coment.

" I'm getting your bed by the way, you sleep on the floor". She said lying on Dean's bed.

Dean shrugged and looked at her pleased. She was hot. " Bless the nightgowns". He said to himself. Sleeping on the floor was so worth it, as long as he had the chance to see her dressed like that. Sam lied on his own bed, glad cause things were coming back to normal after they lost the demon.

About 3 a.m, Dean woke up with a weird sensation. His instincts were bothering him. He got up and took a look around, checked the bathroom, but found nothing.

He saw the sky full stars shining through the window. Many times he wished he could see the beauty of the night. He wished he could see only the stars and the moon. Heck, he had tried! He had tried enough times, still all he saw, was the ugliness, of the things he hunted.

Letting out a sigh, he decided to go back to sleep. The floor wasn't really proving him the rest he needed.

" You know what…" he whispered and lied on his bed, next to Jackie. " What's the worst that could happen…" Sharing a bed with a chick was something he was used to doing, but never on a single bed.

Outside the room, hidden in the darkness, something observed the three individuals, who before were laughing, joking…as regular people on vacation. They had no idea of what was being held for them…pain, blood, tears…it would be only the beginning.

With the other night creatures, it'd wait, for the right moment. "Fool huntress, full Winchesters…your time here…is getting to an end".

TBC…

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