A/N: Hope you're all enjoying! Can't wait for "Route 666" tonight! (We will have to disregard the little get-together-ness of Dean and his old flame in the episode tonight…for my story's sake. Lol). Enjoy!
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Chapter Thirteen – In Love
"You are never to go back there!" Tobias yelled angrily as he slammed the door shut. The siblings entered the penthouse as Jezebel through her coat onto one of the couches. She rolled her eyes and continued in through the living room. "Did you hear me?" her brother demanded.
"It was a false alarm, dear Brother…" Jezebel sighed. She turned toward the glass doors and opened them. She stepped out into the balcony at one o'clock in the morning. The Temptress still wore her black corset and a long skirt over her underwear.
Tobias came onto the balcony as his sister gazed at the quiet city.
"We can't have the police on our asses, Sister," Tobias snapped, "combined, we couldn't take on a full squadron. We barely made it out of Puerto Rico. I like Kansas. I hope to stay."
"And we will."
"What makes you so sure?" he questioned. "This type of life…the lives we live…it all eventually catches up to us. And like you said…we have to find a decent heart…for our survival…after that we never stick around…"
Jezebel smiled as she stared at the star-lit sky. "We have to stay. I have to stay. And you can't leave me, Tobias."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm in love."
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John and Sam had taken off in the 1997-Impala while Dean and Amy were behind in the 2005-car.
Amy wore her coat tight around her as she sat in the center of the front seat. Her legs were folded into the passenger seat while she rested her head on Dean's shoulder. His arm was wrapped around her as he drove along the highway. They had been quiet since they entered the car. It was decided, before their departure, that nothing would be discussed until everyone got back to the house. Sam and Dean had used their Younger selves' cell phones to contact Younger Dean, Sam and Amy to notify their safety. Younger Amy refused to leave the house until everyone returned.
Dean kept a firm but gentle grip on Amy's arm. Something had happened to Amy during the night. She shook slightly when they first got into the car. Had something happened? Did someone try to hurt her? Dean wasn't sure how to find the words to ask. She seemed tired.
He kissed her on the forehead. She smiled to herself and Amy looked up slowly to where her chin was resting on his arm. He smiled down at her and Amy continued her small nap against his arm.
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John and Sam sat quietly in the car as the older Winchester drove. Sam was close to the passenger side window as he gazed into the darkness.
He turned to his son. John opened his mouth but no words came out. He gulped. Swallowed. And wiped his forehead.
"I'm sorry we didn't get the chance to get the Temptress," John muttered.
Sam turned his head slightly but kept his gaze out the front window. "I should have done the job faster. I had her trust."
"We'll have another opportunity, don't worry Son."
Son…Sam thought oddly.
"Look, Sam," John breathed. "I umm…I don't want you to think that I was never proud of you."
"Dad lets not get into this…" Sam shook his head.
John continued to stare at his son sideways as he drove. "I was proud of Dean due to his dedication to hunting. I was proud of you too, ya know…never got into trouble – unless you were with us-" he chuckled "you made straight A's…a good-hearted kid. I was proud. I am proud. And I know your mother would be too."
Sam turned back to the side window. "You know…Dean and I…and Amy…we've seen Mom…we've seen her spirit…"
John kept his eyes on the highway. He sighed sadly and asked, "What was it like?"
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"Love?" Tobias laughed. "Barely ten minutes with him and you believe you're in love."
Jezebel rested her hands on the balcony banister. "He was kind. And gentle. He never touched me. He never even thought about it. There was something about him…I sensed it…he's tied in with the secrets of the world…"
Tobias turned his head at his sister. "Psychic?"
"Yes," Jezebel responded. She stared down at her cold hands. "I got into his head. He didn't seem to notice. He's strong. But…wow…he was so wonderful. So sweet. He's the only kind person I've met…besides you…"
Her brother stared at her oddly. "Sister…I've-"
"Yes?" Jezebel asked nicely.
"I too have…" Tobias mumbled. He took a deep breath and sighed, "I feel as if I have fallen into the same trap as you."
Jezebel nodded slowly. She closed her eyes. The young woman in the white bustier and skirt. She was smiling. Beautiful brown eyes. Graceful smile. Her eyelids fluttered opened and she whispered, "The girl…your Bellezza…"
Her brother turned to her slowly and nodded.
"You saw in her what I saw in my love…" Jezebel whispered.
"She is a psychic as well…a strong one…I'm not sure she is aware of how strong," Tobias explained. "I tried to kiss her…she stopped me…"
"I already don't like her."
"I want her."
Jezebel turned to her brother. She reached up and touched his arm.
Tobias stared down at his sister with a miserable expression.
"It is our curse, dear Brother…" Jezebel whispered. "We were born out of lust…but we can fall so easily in love. But this time it is different. For the both of us. You and I have both experienced a broken and shattered heart. This time shall be different. They're good people. They care. I want Mr. Green while you want Bellezza." She paused and smiled slowly. "We'll see them again. We'll have them join us. So we can be together. Forever."
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John and Sam arrived at the house first. They parked the car in the garage and closed the mechanic door. The father and son went through the side door to get inside the house.
They walked quietly down the hall as John removed his jacket and Sam began to take off his tie.
Young Amy was seen on the couch sleeping against Younger Dean's arm. The teenagers slept quietly as Younger Sam was on the floor with a white pillow beneath his head. Across the floor was a large brown bowl with chips remains and several cans of soda.
Sam smiled down at the sleeping three. He turned to his father and said, "Get to bed. I'll see to them."
"Thanks," John yawned. He walked over his sleeping son on the floor while Sam was left to hover above them.
Sam leaned down and gently tapped his Younger self's arm. Younger Sam awoke quickly and his head whirled around.
He quickly put a finger to his lips and Sam gestured for Younger Sam to be quiet.
The two Sams turned to see Younger Dean and Amy sleeping close beside each other. They smiled jokingly at each other.
Younger Sam got up from the floor and he whispered, "How was tonight?"
"Had its up and downs. Mostly downs," Sam sighed.
His Younger self nodded slowly and asked, "Where's Amy and Dean?"
"Behind us," Sam whispered back. "They'll be here soon."
The fourteen-year-old yawned and grinned at the two eighteen-year-olds on the couch. He walked over and gently tapped their shoulders.
Younger Dean awoke first and Younger Amy followed. The two teens stared at each other oddly at first before Younger Amy got up from the couch quickly.
"Sam!" she exclaimed happily at the sight of the twenty-two-year-old.
"You guys have a fun night?" Younger Dean asked.
Sam shrugged as he took off his jacket. "The Temptress got away." He sighed. "But at least she won't be tempting anyone tonight."
The door was heard opening.
Dean and Amy strolled into the living room slowly – Amy was still limping.
"Hello all," Amy grinned.
"What happened?" Younger Dean asked, staring at the sore ankle.
"I fell during the little outbreak at the club," Amy sighed. Dean kept his arm around her as he helped her sit on the couch.
Dean turned around as he stared at the younger teenagers. "I'd like to thank you guys for giving Amy the grand idea."
"Hey," Younger Amy put her hands up in defense, "she was thinking it too. I just said it."
"Were you surprised?" Younger Sam asked.
"Very…" Dean cocked his head to the side.
Amy smiled up at everyone and said, "We'll explain everything in the morning. Amy…you better get home. Dean, Sam…go to bed."
"You better be talking about the kids," Dean chuckled.
She threw him a playful look and said, "I'm tired. Can you guys get the beds ready?"
"I'll do that," Younger Sam announced.
"I better go," Younger Amy yawned.
"I'll walk you out," Younger Dean offered. The two teenagers began to walk out of the living room together. Younger Amy waved at Older Dean and Sam as she and Younger Dean disappeared into the hall.
"I'll help get the beds ready," Sam offered as he went off to join his Younger self.
Dean and Amy were given their space. He sat down beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. She leaned into him and buried her face into his arm.
"You okay?" Dean laughed.
Amy sighed into his jacket. "Yeah…just tired."
"Crazy night, huh?"
"Very."
Dean looked at Amy and she looked at him back.
"I'm fine, Dean, really…" Amy assured.
Dean smiled. "No powers, remember?"
"Didn't have to use them," Amy grinned.
He reached to touch her face as Dean leaned down to kiss her. Their lips met slowly and the kiss lasted for one long breath. The two twenty-six-year-olds gazed at one another as Dean's hand reached over to hold Amy's. The two sat in the couch as the Sams were preparing the air-beds. But as Dean and Amy waited, the two slowly began to fall asleep on the couch.
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A/N: Short chapter. Just wanted to update a little bit. Hope you enjoyed! Feedback/Reviews appreciated!
