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Chapter 3 : The things that should not be
Sam usually wakes up first. Although his nightmares had decreased decently, he still couldn't get much sleep. Dean on the other hand, seemed to be able to sleep deeply.
He had woken up a few times during the night, sensing something weird in the air, something uncomfortable seemed to be bugging him. It was pretty new for him to wake up because of those feeling, and not because of a nightmare. He decided to put aside that sensation for the moment. The thought of a nice coffee was already passing through his mind, strong and extremely hot coffee. He stretches out and glances at the floor, Dean wasn't there.
" Where the hell…". He then glances to the bed next to his. There his brother was, sleeping next to Jackie.
I knew it… he thinks grinning in an evil way and reaches for his phone.
How convenient were the phones lately? Specially when you needed to take a picture.
He clears his throat. " Morning!" he says out loud. Both Jackie and Dean open their eyes groggily.
" Sam, what the f…!" Dean says not understanding what that fuss was all about.
" Smile". As soon as they have their eyes opened, Sam takes a picture. He wanted to get them exactly as they were that moment.
" Oh God". She says looking at him, blushing a little.
That's when Dean and Jackie realize, they were sleeping very close, face to face, hugging each other tightly, lips almost touching, his legs intertwined with hers, just like a married couple. They were squeezed on the bed actually; after all, it was a single bed.
" Hey sweetie". Dean says smiling at her. " Do I get a good-morning kiss?"
" Dream on honey". She says pushing him off the bed, making him fall hard on the floor, hitting his ass.
Sam couldn't stop laughing as he admired the valuable picture he managed to get.
She looks satisfied at Dean, he'd probably get a purple bruise on his now. Grabbing her bag she heads to the bathroom.
" Yeah, good morning to you too". Deans shouts getting up from the floor, rubbing his injured ass. She enters the bathroom and slams the door, ignoring his comment. Jackie wasn't exactly a morning person, not before the breakfast at least.
" You looked to cute like that." Sam asks holding his laugh.
" I should kick your sorry ass Sammy, but I won't, cause I want that picture you got". Dean said throwing a pillow at him.
" For what?" Sam asks throwing the pillow back.
" Blackmail, of course".
As Jackie got herself dressed, she couldn't help but smile. Sure, she enjoyed being a pain in the ass near them, but truth to be told, she had loved to wake up next to him, loved to feel his arms and legs touching hers. Her cheeks blushed at that thought. Heck, he was handsome! She was just human.
Later that morning, they decided to start all the precautions against whatever was after her. Even though, they were not sure yet, about it being a demon or an angry spirit, they had to be prepared. Sam had decided to drop by a store and purchase a few things they were running out of. While that, Jackie asked Dean to trust her on a feeling and go with her to place she had seen. Sam took the Impala, after listening to a huge speech from Dean. Sam had crashed his car twice in matter of a year so, every time Sam needed the car, he' listen to things like ' be careful', ' it's not a toy', ' I'll kill you if you crash it again' and so on.
Dean and Jackie took her car.
On the road – Jackie driving:
" So, this feeling has anything to do with your headache?" he asked seriously this time.
" You just won't drop it, will you?" She kept her eyes on the road.
" No. You gotta be honest with me if you want help…are you like Sam? Do you have visions like he does?"
She kept herself quiet for a moment, thinking about his question. How could she explain to him about her life, when her own story was even more screwed than his? When her family had fallen apart.
" I don't have visions like Sam. I have incredible painful headaches when something bad is about to happen, either with me or someone else. Also, when I pass by certain places, I feel dizzy, then I know this place is what I'm looking for". She said simply. " It started when I was five years old".
"When your brother died?"
" No, I was two years old when he died".
" What about your brother?"
She felt the dizziness coming back again. Ignoring his question, she pulls over the car in front of a warehouse. " We're here". She says stepping out of the car. Dean curses under his breath. If Sam thought he was difficult to open up, he should try his luck with her.
" What's this place?" He asks stepping out of the car too, following her.
" A warehouse". She says stating the obvious.
" No kidding Einstein". He prepares his gun, she does the same and they get in.
During the day, the place didn't seem to be all that spooky. It was a maze for sure. Several corners, big rooms, small rooms, and doors everywhere, chains hanging from the ceiling, dust and the list would go on. The sunlight made things ordinary, nothing they hadn't seen before.
" You felt dizzy about this place?"
" Yeah, very dizzy. It was abandoned five years ago, when a man died. The cause of his death was unknown".
" You feel about when you see me?" Apparently for Dean , there was no such thing as right time to crack jokes.
" I'm sure you're the main cause of dizziness and headaches in most girls Dean, not in a good way".
Dean raises his eyebrows. " I never had complaints". He says to himself.
They continued checking the doors; Dean had his EMF on all the time. For sure there was supernatural activity there, as his device went crazy.
" What about this amulet of yours? A four-leaf-clover, never heard about that protecting people, just being used for good luck".
" It was a gift, that's why is so powerful. It never lets me down".
After walking for almost half an hour, they found a huge room. This one a little darker as it had no windows. They saw the chains, like in the other rooms, with a tiny difference; the chain had dried blood on them, on most of them. The place was cold, freezing actually. The floors were kinda wet and spider webs could be seen all over.
She rubs her temples again, feeling her dizziness grow bigger. Dean places his hands on her shoulders. That gesture calmed her down. For some reason, his touch was soothing.
" Calm down, breath slowly". He tries to help.
" Everything is spinning. Something awful is gonna happen here. I can feel it".
" With you?" The question comes out as whisper. Dean had to swallow hard. As Sam was usually right, he learned how to trust on other people's ability.
" With the three of us. You can't help me. I'm gonna put you and Sam in danger".
" We are always in danger" He offers his hand to help her stand up.
" It's weird you know, this feeling I'm having, It's familiar".
She walks to the middle of the room and analyzes it, her eyes searching every spot, all the directions.
Dean frowns. All those secrets were beginning to disturb him. To do things blindly was taking too many chances of ending up killed. The word 'familiar' didn't sound like good due to the place they were.
" Familiar how?"
" Just familiar…like if I'm acquainted with the vibes here and… arghhhh!
She squeezes her eyes falling to her knees. Suddenly all goes dark and her ears go deaf. She can feel Dean beside her but can't hear what he's saying.
She hears a voice, whispering to her, mixed among other sounds. Blood dripping, a rattling noise, chains, screams, the only thing she see coming through darkness is the color red, red like the blood dripping.
Join me Jackie…come home she hears a soft voice whispering to her, fading slowly, and giving space to Dean's voice, who was calling her desperately.
" Jackie!" He screams one last time slapping her face. All the voices stop and she opens her eyes scared.
Dean had been calling her name all the time, telling her to open her eyes, to calm down. She wouldn't stop. Her body was shaking and she seemed hysterical, out of control.
When Dean tried to help, she just used her nails on his face, scratching him deeply then sending him strongly to a wall. How she could do it, he had no idea. Dean felt his back hit the wall hard. Now he was scared. Jackie seemed to be a whole different person. It all happened so fast, Dean barely had time to know what was going on.
Taking a deep breath, he gets up with some difficulties and approaches Jackie once again, being more careful this time. Fearing her sudden strength, he does what he considers best, no subtlety, he slaps her on the face and shouts her name once again. Slowly, Jackie begins to calm down and open her eyes.
" Dean". She whispers, passing her hand through her cheek, where Dean slapped her.
" What the hell is going on?" He sounded furious. His breathing was also hard.
" I don't know. That never happened to me before ok?" She raises her voice as well. " It's this place…it's doing something to me!"
Jackie stands up and wipes the tears from her eyes; she glances at Dean and notices some deep scratches on Dean's face. " When did that happen?"
He just stares at her, narrowing his eyes, keeping his silence.
" I did this to you?" She asks not believing, looking at her hands. Surely, those were nail marks, her nails.
He nods.
" I'm sorry".
" It's ok. You were kind out of yourself for a moment…but I wanna know everything you're hiding. Right now".
" We can't stay here. It's not safe, let's go". Before she has the chance to walk away, Dean grabs her arms harshly, forcing her to look at his eyes.
" When you become violent, it's time to tell the truth. What are you not telling me? Is it about your parents? Or your brothers?". Jackie had never seen Dean so serious and angry before.
" Damn it Dean! We have to go now! So freaking drop it!" She showed no weakness.
" This is not a game Jackie! Our lives are at stake here, I have the right to know!" He keeps his voice loud.
" Let go of me!". She tries to break free from Dean's grip, but he holds her tight.
" Jackie!"
Out of the blue, her angriness goes away, and some tears begin streaming down her face. Dean lets go of her arm and looks at her confused.
" Please Dean, not now". She says firmly, trying to hide her pain. He nods letting out a sigh.
" Ok, we talk about it later."
They go back to the car in silence, both exhausted and without the answers they needed. As soon as they get ready to leave, Dean's phone rings.
" Yeah". He answers simply.
" Dean, are you two ok?" Sam's voice sounded tired on the other side.
" Yeah, why?"
" I think I had a vision. I'm waiting in the motel". He says and hangs up.
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