A/N: …Own nothing about supernatural…you all know that!
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Chapter 14: Devil's Dance
Alessa and her helper had searched the two entrances and the hole, however they had no success in finding the brothers, by the time they searched the hole where Jackie pushed them, they were long gone. Searching on the streets would be not easy at all. They were famous for their skill to hide while regaining strength and coming up with a plan.
" We can't go back without them, Daniel is gonna kill us…or worse". Said the guy worried. Bosses would be bosses and among demons there wasn't such thing as forgiveness or room for failures.
" No, he won't. By now he's already on his way back to the warehouse with the damn girl…the bitch fucked up the whole plan but… we are the ones to fix it. We're safe while he's busy with her…now, let's come back, calm down and come up with something to find them".
" Are you nuts? This isn't worth it Alessa! The Winchesters are smart ok? Don't forget they'll probably contact their father now…I'm not willing to die in Daniel's hands for this! Let him handle the hunters…we can just disappear, go away from here!"
" Coward! Running is worse, if Daniel find us we'll end up begging him to kill us and put us outta our misery! He can trap us in that mirror, eternal agony, is that what you want?" She was scared too; fear could sure be heard in her voice. " We have no choice, if we wanna live, we gotta find the Winchesters".
They stared at each other for a moment in silent, he wasn't sure if she was actually right. It was true though, even if he changed bodies, demons recognized demons and Daniel would find him inside any body he decided to possess. There was really no choice.
" Fine. Let's go". He finally said agreeing with her. She lets our a sigh relieved. Even being a powerful demon, she needed help, besides the fact, she was afraid to go on with this plan alone.
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Being pushed inside a hole was reason enough for Dean to use all the nasty vocabulary he had. Why was she being the hero after all? Luck for them the hole wasn't actually deep and they had no time to argue. The demons wouldn't take long to come after them and they weren't about to waste Jackie's effort. Helping each other to their feet, they began their way out of the stinky hole; the place was as horrible as the rest of the tunnel. Blood on the walls, death smell, rats ( which Dean hated by the way) and the entire package of a place used for sacrifices rituals. Dean still couldn't believe they were in that house, not even their father had tried to find the place. There were lots of legends regarding the house. Being a hunter and getting out of there alive was more than a triumph, they'd become legends themselves, Dean imagined. The hunters that made out of the house alive.
As fast as they could, they made their way out of the hole, reaching the sewer, that wasn't all that better either, they kept going without stopping. Not the pain and not the tiredness made them take a break.
Dean was angry at Jackie, all the way until they finally got to the streets, he mentioned how Jackie wasn't gonna get away with the stupid plan of staying behind. Sam knew that was his brother's way of showing concern. He also knew she didn't see much choice. They were free in order to recover and come for her later. Just as soon as they got out of the sewer they realized it was night. Inside that house, there was no way they could be aware of the time. The streets were silent, a cold wind, typical of the season was blowing and just a few people could be seen. Some couples walking out of bars, holding hands, some drunken guys and that was it. They didn't know for sure where they were. Going back to the motel was risky, nevertheless, necessary. They had no money, no guns; no fake ID's, no credit cards….nothing. Luck for them, Jackie had decided to go to the warehouse with Dean in her stolen car just before they got kidnapped so it was relief to know that the Impala was safe at the motel's parking lot.
Dean whistled for the first cab that passed by them, trying not to draw too much attention of those couples and the forsaken drunk men half awake, half asleep on the sidewalk. Inside the cab, the boys remained in silence. Dean had talked a lot inside the sewer, besides, what could they talk about without scaring the shit out of the driver? It took them not more than 30 minutes to arrive at the motel, which meant that the damn house where they had been trapped wasn't so far after all.
Arriving there, Dean went to the Impala and grabbed some money from a pool game and paid the driver.
Inside their room.
" I swear, if the demons don't kill her I will! Who the hell does she think she is? Freaking wonder woman? We don't need her to baby sit us let alone give in to save our butts…" Dean started mumbling all over again. That's what he did when he had no plan at all.
" Dean shut up". Sam finally said sitting on his bed. He had heard enough. " You know she did the best thing for the three of us…I don't think it was a good idea either, but she gave us time and to be honest, we'd be dead by now if wasn't for her saving our butts". Sam finished.
Dean had no come back to Sam's comment, even though he didn't wanna admit, Sam was right. He was also laid in his bed. If something broke when he fell inside that hole, he wouldn't know, everything hurt so badly that as far as he was concerned, it all could be broken and he'd only know by being unable to stand up.
" How are you feeling?". Sam asked. Just now he got to see the real condition of his brother. He looked like shit.
" I'll survive, nothing that a burger and some sleep can't fix. What about you?"
" I'm ok".
Sam lets out a sigh and closes his eyes focusing on the images that came to his mind when he had had that vision back there. " I saw Jackie's brother in my vision…the older one". He says finally breaking the sudden silence inside the room.
" The one she never talks about?" Dean asked with some excitement. Every attempt they made to find out about him failed. Jackie only talked about him to say the good things he taught her, or the hunts they had together, but never about what had happened to him.
" Yeah, Mike isn't it? He's alive Dean…and according to my vision, he's in a mental institution…he looked awful. I don't even know if he can think straight anymore, maybe that's why he's there".
" That's why she never talks about it."
" I also saw that her mother…she is dead, don't know how exactly, but it wasn't demon. She died after her dad". Sam concluded what he'd seen in his vision. He was feeling bad for her since. That had probably been the clearest vision Sam had so far. He saw all the details, Mike's face, the place he was, her mother's face, the place she was living in when she died. He saw the mental institution, a white creepy place like any other.
" Wow, I had no idea. So… she has none at all, we can't count her freak demon brother as a family member". Dean was also feeling bad for her. Jackie was a cool girl and had a positive attitude toward life, how she had managed to get such a great personality, he had no idea.
" That's not true, she has us and we're gonna get her back…we just need a plan… a good plan".
" I'm already working on it". Dean said reaching for his brother's phone that had stayed inside the room.
" Who are you calling to?"
Dean made a sign for him to shut his mouth.
" Hello, I'd like to order a pizza…extra large…yeah, put everything you can on it…no onions though…I'm in a motel close to the library…room 15, thanks".
Sam had a 'I – can't- believe- you' expression on his face. He had just told him about Jackie's sad story and he was ordering a pizza?
Dean noticed his brother's face. " Dude, two days with an empty stomach, my guess, you have an empty stomach too so…eating plus work on a plan…I need that pizza".
Sam takes the phone from Dean's hand. " Dad better have a great excuse to not coming after us, I'm gonna give him a call". Dean abruptly gets the phone back. " You know he still probably is looking for us, after that accident that we all almost died he grew more worried, I'll call him…". Sam looks at his brother again in disbelief, apparently not much changed after all. While Dean was in his coma in the hospital, Sam and John had the chance to bound again, to be strong for Dean and their relation actually got better. However Sam was happy to see things coming back to normal.
" Dean…thank God! Where are you boys?"
" We're at the motel dad, we're fine. Where are you?"
" I picked up a fake trail, and I was…I don't know, going crazy here to find out where you were…I found something but…I couldn't believe it was a correct information…"
" If you're talking about that house…it was right information…Sam and I were trapped there". Dean said smugly. The man was a master, but he'd never been there before.
" Jesus Dean…I'll send those bastards asess to hell myself…if something had happened to you…"
" We're ok dad, but Jackie isn't, we are going after her".
" I'm coming, don't go anywhere until I get there". He said and hung up the phone not giving Dean a chance to reply. " Well, he was looking for us…man, I wanna see the look on his face, after all, we are the only hunters who made out of that place alive".
" How long are you gonna go smug about that?" Sam asked seeing the joy in his brother's face.
" Are you kidding me? I'm always gonna brag about this…we're like Superman… among hunters".
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Jackie couldn't believe Daniel was dragging her back to that warehouse. Nothing good happened while she was there. The first time she had felt his presence, which was the reason why the vibes felt familiar to her. There was no way what he'd do when they got back there. The image of Daniel as a baby came to her mind. All his innocence, all hid kindness, transformed into hatred and evil.
Daniel noticed some tears streaming down her face. He gently wipes her tears with his hand. "Tears of unprecedented beauty…don't cry my sister. We can still be together… and we will, but you must understand, you're all I have to get those boys attention…if you had done what I asked, I wouldn't have to do what I'm about to do….so forgive me".
Do what? She thought. Daniel was capable of so much; would he try to turn her into something evil again?
" It's so easy to condemn without looking in a mirror sister. I know you judge me…don't even waste your time with messages of the good inside of me…there is none".
Jackie remained silent, completely ignoring him. When the car pulled over in from of the warehouse once again, she felt some chills down her spine. She was alone again.
The guy helped her out of the car and held her tight. Daniel approached her with a needle.
" What the hell is that?" She asked with apprehension.
" Like I said, you're all I have to get the hunters attention…so, you'll be the bait this time. I'm really sorry".
Jackie struggled as much as she could, but the demon holding her had a freaking strong grip. She was still tired from expelling that demon from her and the cuffs were not helping.
" Daniel please…don't do this!" She pleaded.
" It's for your own sake… believe me. You don't wanna feel any pain while I prepare you…it's gonna hurt a lot once you wake up, I'm trying to spare you".
" Spare me? Please, all you say is bull…" Daniel stuck the needle on her arm before she could finish her sentence.
" You deserve this pain for what you did to me, but I'll spare you anyway…sister".
Daniel took her in his arms and carried her inside. The guy followed. " I'll prepare her…you set the trap. They'll come for her". He said placing Jackie on a wooden chair. She was completely out, lucky for her. He grabbed then some nails and hammer, he took a deep breath and started nailing her hands to the chair. The nails passing deeply through her palm and blood began dripping faster and faster on the floor. " Sorry sister".
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After devouring a pizza and coming up with no plan at all, they decided to do things old fashioned way. Bring as many guns and spells as possible, sneak in, waste the bastard and get the hell out. Speaking was a lot easier than doing it of course; however, they didn't have much choice.
Dean thought about taking Jackie to see Mike if they got out of there one piece and breathing. Probably she didn't see him for years. Maybe to be in contact with someone related to her who wasn't evil, would help her believe she wasn't in fact alone. He would be there for her every step of the way. Avoiding the chick flick moments of course.
Inside the Impala:
" You won't let dad run the show, are you?" Sam asked. After all, it was up to them save Jackie. The plan wasn't the best, but it was the way they knew how to handle stuff.
" No Sam, but is sure good to know we'll have a backup if things get ugly. We won't have to wait and see if the demons will be gentle and show some kind of mercy and not kill us. He's a plan B, that's all".
" It's just that…I like the way we handle things, we do it just fine".
Dean started the car. For years Dean was used to hunting with his dad but Sam had a point, they always did well on their own and…they indeed made a hell of a team.
" Where to? The house or the warehouse?" Dean asked.
" Well, I think the house would be too obvious, they know we're coming for her, so…my guess is, the warehouse".
" I'll take your guess on this one psychic boy. Warehouse it is".
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A/N: You'll have a deja'vu sensation now, but this part actually belongs to this chapter of the story…it's exactly two months after Jackie found the boys and John unconscious in the car in the end Devil's trap. ( Sorry, but it's necessary!)
Dean parked his chevy Impala a little distant from the warehouse. They were both tired and injured. A bed and a hot bath was all they wanted at the moment.
"Ready?" Dean asked as Sam grabbed all they had at hand to send a damn demon back to hell, or back to wherever it might have come from. Sam nodded.
Beyond their lives, another life was at stake too.
" Why does it have to be a warehouse? Why can't it be a regular place? They remind of crappy scary movies…man, people are stupid in scary movies". Dean said getting out of the car followed by Sam.
The night was extremely cold. The full moon could be seen due dark clouds crossing the sky. The sounds from cats going around, the wind passing through some walls and trees, nothing was new or scary for the brothers. The beings sheltered by darkness… those beings sent chills down their spine.
" Do you think she is ok?" Sam asked hopefully. He knew as much as Dean knew. Still, asking his older brother for assurance made him feel more confident about their job. Dean knew that. He didn't have all the answers Sam wanted. Hell, he didn't even know if he should say 'yes' or 'no' to Sam in some cases. Somehow, he managed to find an answer.
" She has to be. I mean, we both know how strong she is". Dean said proudly. That's the best he could offer Sam at the moment.
They walked slowly and carefully to the warehouse's door. It was pretty clear that it was trap. They had to go for it anyway, otherwise, she would die.
The door wasn't locked. How shocking, an obvious trap. Dean thought.
Sam had a flashlight ready. Step by step they entered the warehouse. The place was huge, full of corners.
" I feel like a rat trapped in a maze". Dean stated. He hated mazes; he hated not knowing exactly where he was going.
" We've been in other places like this before". Sam completed. Dean was all macho for most of situations, but sometimes, he could just act like a baby.
" Exactly, we should stop going into places like this. I can handle hunted houses, cursed forests, lakes, spirits, bring them all, I don't care. But no, we end up in a huge place, full of corners!".
" Whatever man". Lately that seemed to be Sam's favorite phrase: 'whatever man'. Either they had been spending too much time together, or Sam had lost part of his wide vocabulary. Dean didn't really want to think about it.
About twenty minutes later, the brothers found what looked like the main room. A broad space, poor lighted, freezing, chains hanging from all over. In the middle of the room, sitting on chair was the girl, her head was hung down.
They took a look around first, nothing to be seen. It didn't mean they were not being watched.
Dean made a signal for Sam to cover his back while he went for the girl. In case anything happened, Sam could just try to run away and come back with a better plan.
Although Sam wasn't the type to just go and leave his brother behind, unless it was a matter of life and death.
" Be careful, you know she's surely being observed by someone". Sam said.
" It's not my first time hunting dude, I know". Dean hated when Sam started with those talk. Heck, he raised Sam; he knew pretty well he had to be careful.
" Just saying". Sam finished.
He approached her slowly. Just when he got very close to her, he noticed. Her hands were nailed to the chair, big nails passing through her palm. The blood was still dripping, drop by drop, onto the floor.
Dean was horrified. They'd seen bad shit during these years, but a girl, trapped like that, was just inhuman.
" Jackie?" he whispered lifting her chin, so he could take a look at her. She had certainly been drugged.
" Go away". She managed to whisper. Half awake, half asleep. " Trap".
" I know…I'm gonna get you out".
Being drugged was actually something good for Dean. He wanted to get her out, that meant removing the nails holding her…and that'd hurt like hell. She wasn't to feel all the pain being out as she was.
But before he could even start, an evil laugh came from behind. Sam remained in his spot, just observing what was happening. He had no idea about Jackie's condition.
" Crap". He said to himself when he heard the laugh, echoing in the warehouse.
You hate me? I figure as much lol! Well, trouble coming next chapter, no more deja'vus ( I think that's how it's written, sorry if it isn't!) Please…as I know you people are very nice, leave a review! And have a great week! ;)