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Chapter 4 – Hero of the day.

Dean was the one driving back to the motel as Jackie seemed to be shaken by the last incident. They remained silent for a while. An uncomfortable silence that only meant one thing: difficult issues had to be discussed. She didn't seem to be ready to discuss about them. Dean wanted to gain Jackie's trust. She needed someone to let off some steam, like anyone needed a person did. Her words had been put inside a cage, somewhere kept in her mind, for so long now; they remained there, unspoken, burning her tears that would hardly come out.

Dean's family had gone through some deep shit and still, he had Sam to back him up and insist on the dam chick flick moments, the moments that even he needed from time to time. Before they met Jackie, who was there to back her up? What was she going through? Dean began feeling about Jackie, the way he felt only once in his life, when he was with Cassie. And Jackie was also a huntress, which made him feel even closer to her, not to mention their past.

However, the scene he watched in the warehouse couldn't be left behind. During all the months they've been together, Dean had never seen her so disturbed and even worse; she had hurt him without hesitating. Something was definitely wrong. Dean knew how difficult it was to open up, how onerous it was to show your weakness around other people, he was like that himself. He just wouldn't imagine how much patient you were supposed to have, to deal with someone who was like him as well. How does Sam do it? He thinks ironically, about all the times Sam had to read his mind, as he wouldn't talk about it. ' No chick flick talks'. I can't believe I wanna have one of those with her. Truth to be told, Dean had many issues trapped in a cage inside his mind as well. They'd been there, for longer than he could remember.

" Jackie, what happened there?" He asked finally. If she wasn't about to discuss her past, at least she should share what happened back at the warehouse.

" I don't know Dean, really. Suddenly my vision got blurred and I couldn't hear you". She pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath, analyzing his expression. Would he judge her, trust her less now? She felt like he had to know, after all, she had hurt him.

" I heard several noises at once; blood dripping slowly, like in a nightmare, moans of sorrow, whispers. I heard someone calling me…then, I saw everything red. That's when you slapped me". She finished, not baling him for the slap, in a way, she knew he had done, the first thing that came to his mind. That was Dean.

Dean frowned. "Someone calling you? Perhaps the thing that tried to possess you?"

She shakes her head negatively, how would he understand, if she didn't understand. " No. Someone familiar".

There it was again, the word familiar. This word would be trouble later, nothing related to evil and 'familiar' could end up well.

"Again I ask: familiar how?" She flinched with the question. That was just it, it felt like she knew that voice calling her; she felt a familiar environment back at the warehouse.

Gee, how can that horrible place seem so homelike to me? Her thoughts began to worry her.

She had felt strange warmth in those words, calling her name tenderly. As if, the voice wished for her to stay, to keep company to those bitter souls, to break the continual silence inside the creepy, dark warehouse.

" I wish I could explain. To be honest, I don't know why it felt that way to me".

" I like a mysterious girl Jackie, nothing better than trying to figure a girl out, and I'm a master at that. Sometimes though, it's …good to share as well …ya know". He stuttered.

Jackie couldn't help but smile. She knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to give her space to talk to him, to know he'd listen. The choice of his words and the great effort he made to spit it out was just funny.

" All I'm saying is…I'm here…and I'll listen". He finished letting out a sigh. A relieved sigh.

" I know, I want to figure this out as much as you". Her words came out easily. Somehow, he had managed to make her comfortable. Maybe, she could talk to him after all.

" Jackie, how come you have no good tapes in this car. Come on, no ACDC, no Metallica, nothing"! He jokes with her, breaking the tense environment.

" Maybe this car isn't really mine". She says with a smile on her face, staring at the expression on his face.

" This is stolen?" He asked amused. Sam had stolen cars before, if he had done it before his precious Impala. Sure, Jackie was no angel, he just didn't think she was also, an outlaw. That's pretty cool! He thought. If she wasn't a girl, he'd believe there was another Dean walking around.

"I'm almost sure I switched the license plate of this car, so I'd have no problems". Jackie said blushing. Dean raised an eyebrow.

" You little thief". He says giggling.

" Your say yourself, this isn't a well paid job, what is a girl to do?"

" Good point".

Out of the blue, two cars approached Jackie's. A black one, and a white one. The white was kind trashed. Dean looked at the mirror to check weird behavior of the cars behind them. He couldn't see the drivers, as the windows of both cars were dark.

" What the hell". He says. Jackie immediately prepares her gun. The cars begin o hit Jackie's. One was hitting the back of the car, the other hitting the side door, where Dean was driving, attempting to make him lose control.

" Shit!" Dean and Jackie shouted together.

Dean kept a steady hand on the wheel. The bumps were coming each time stronger.

" Who are these people!" Dean asked angry, not being successful in keeping the car on the road.

" I was gonna ask the same!" She shouted back, trying to aim her gun to one of the cars, also not being able to, as her own car was shifting from side to side fast.

" Shoot them!" Dean asked furiously.

" I'm trying! Damn it!"

Another bump, and Jackie's gun fly from her hand out of the window, falling on the road. " Fuck!" She spits out.

The white car approached Dean's side and with one hard bump, he managed to get Dean off the road. The black car followed increasing the speed passing through Jackie's car and breaking harshly right in front of them, blocking the way, forcing Dean to hit the breaks hard as well. They were trapped. Dean gets his shotgun, as he knew trouble was coming.

Dean didn't wait; he opened the door, as two big guys came out of the white car, they looked like body guards. He aimed the shotgun at them.

Jackie stepped outta the car as well, holding another gun. It was only then, that they realized: the street they were had no signs of life; it was empty. The sky had turned dark, heavy clouds covered the sky. A cold wind began blowing, whistling through the trees. The sun was totally covered, turning a bright day, suddenly into an unwelcome night.

" One more step and I'll blow your brains out". He said firmly. The guys smiled at Dean, mocking his threat. Shit! Tough types, that's just great!

" I don't think so Winchester". A female voice came from behind him.

Neither him, nor Jackie, had seen the mysterious woman, approaching them. She had stepped out of the black car.

Her features seemed to belong to a simple human being; her eyes gave her away though. She had dark, evil eyes. Probably, it was a demon possessing that woman. She was in her early 30's and had slim figure. Her lips were standing out with a dark red lipstick, which matched with her outfit that was also red. She had come silently from behind Jackie, and pointed a gun to the back of her head, forcing her to drop the gun.

" Put your gun on the floor and kick it away". She had a demanding voice. Calm and demanding.

Jackie gave him a sign not to do it. She knew once he did it, they'd be in these people's hand. But Dean wouldn't let her get hurt, he'd never let anyone get hurt, no matter the cost. He drops the shotgun and kicks it away.

" I don't know what you people want, but let her go. I'll come with you; it's obvious you know me and I have a feeling you don't like me so…" Jackie gave Dean a disapproval look. She just hated when he tried to be the hero, she was not one of the girls he was used to saving. She had been in lots of trouble before, and always got herself out just fine.

" Shut up Dean". She said angrily.

" Sorry Winchester, we have different plans, for both of you". The woman grinned at them satisfied.

One of the guys grabbed Jackie shoving her hard against the car and cuffing her. " Let go of me, you son of a bitch!" She shouted not understanding a damn thing.

" Jackie!" Dean shouted as the other guy came toward him using an inhumane strength, not giving him a chance to fight. He quickly cuffed Dean.

He thought about Sam, thank God he had stayed at the motel. At least, they'd have someone to look for them later.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Jackie was being dragged to a black car. Dean heard her screaming all kinds of swearwords, yelling to let her go, screaming Dean's name, kicking the big guy hard. He didn't seem to flinch at it, even Jackie being stronger than most people.

" Jackie! Where are you taking her?" He tried to fight against the guy's grip, not successfully. " Let her go! Jackie!"

The woman approached Dean and slapped him hard on the face, leaving a red mark on his cheek. " Shut up, enough with the yelling". She demanded, and made a sign for the guy to shove Dean inside the white car.

" Who the fuck are you?" Dean asked angrily, as the other guy pushed him inside the car. The woman just smiled at him, as she placed herself on the driver's seat and started the car driving to the opposite direction of the car that held Jackie. The guy that had cuffed him entered in Jackie's car and drove away following the black car.

" What do you want with her?" Dean asked trying to buy time. Why he never had something to pick on the locks, when he needed the most? The paperclips, damn little useful things I never remember to carry with me.

" That's none of your business Winchester. She'll be safe. You should worry about yourself". Her voice sounded cold.

Save me the 'worry about yourself' speech.

" I just want you to know in advance, I'll be loving to send your ass back to hell when this is over".

" How cocky. I'm not the one cuffed and worried". She mocked showing that annoying her wouldn't be easy.

Dean thought on how he would contact Sam. His phone had been removed. Of course Sam would notice they were taking too long to arrive and look for them. Now Dean was so happy his brother had the shining, maybe that would be his only tool to find Dean and help save Jackie.

Well, that's it for chap 4. Hope you liked. Please, please, leave a review, let me know your opinions. Great weekend for you ;)