The Witch, The Psychic, And The Winchesters
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Chapter Seven
o.0.o Jessica POV o.0.o
I think I scared the shit out of Sam and Alex when I walked into their room. Correction: barged. But we needed a lot of help on this one.
As soon as the words were out of my mouth, Sam ran to the weaponry room that we had created out of a hotel room. Alex ran through the hotel, banging on the other hunters' doors and screaming, warning, them about the demon coming early.
I've never seen people move so fast.
I ran into Dean's and my room, looking for the spells we had found the night before. Finding them, I ran to look for Alex and Sam. They were in the weapons room.
"Come on," I screamed. They ran with me to the Camero. We pulled out, following all the other hunters.
Once we pulled into the warehouse parking lot, Sam, Alex, and I got out and waited.
We were unarmed, with only our powers to defend. We waited until everyone got inside – just like the plan.
Slowly, Alex and Sam started walking inside. I followed the hand-laced-together-couple. I couldn't believe that at a time like this, they were still showing their love – even if it meant the demon would try and take them out first.
We opened the doors to the only entrance that wasn't locked and stepped inside. There was a hallway in front of us, a door at the end of it. We started to walk in, when a wind came and the lights started to flicker. The door behind us was shut.
"Run," I screamed. Sam and Alex ran ahead, but I was pulled back. I couldn't move.
When the other two reached the end of the hallway and started to open the door, Alex looked back and screamed at what she saw. While Sam fumbled with the door – the demon must have locked it – and I stood there, completely still, Alex tried to save me using her powers. She tried to move me with her telekinesis. It didn't work.
Quickly, the demon appeared behind me. Though I couldn't see him, I used my psychic abilities to see what Alex was seeing. He wore a dark, long, black robe. He was only as tall as Dean. His skin looked like it had been burned in a fire – red and scarred. His eyes shone yellow, his voice extremely deep.
I could see him take a boney hand out of his cloak. He brought it to my chin and traced my jaw line, "Such a pretty thing. Your mother was too. Until I took her in that fire."
I shivered, "You bastard."
"Dean's mother was too. Mary was feisty. She fought back to save herself and Samuel. But your mother. She was so special. She only fought for you. She died for you."
I tried to fight the hold he had on me, but I couldn't. He was too strong for my physical strength. So I used my mental strength. I somehow tapped into all the pain my mother felt when she was dying and put it in his mind.
The thing shrieked out in pain and let its hold on me fall. I took the opportunity to run toward Sam and Alex who had just gotten the doors open. We ran inside. Alex and Sam ran toward a group of other hunters who had spells and powers.
I searched for Dean. I finally found him in a corner, gun drawn. I ran over to him and slide down next to him as I grabbed his extra gun.
"What happened," he asked at the sight of my slightly tear stained face.
"It killed my mom and dad," I answered.
He used his free hand – the one not holding his gun in place – to hold my hand and squeezed it.
I gave him a small smile before we both turned our attention to the task at hand – killing the demon.
o.0.o Alex POV o.0.o
When we threw the doors open, finally, Sam grabbed my hand and ran to our assigned place – with the spell casters. Okay, stupid name, I know – but that's where we went. They handed us each a gun incase and tossed me some type of spell.
I read over it and soon found out that it was meant to free any spirits the demon had trapped.
"What's yours," I asked Sam who was kneeling next to me.
"To strengthen powers, our powers," he answered, still looking down at the paper.
"Want to say them together? We're next," I said, referring to the timeline that people had to say their spells in.
Sam nodded before something clicked in me. I grabbed the head of our group.
"Listen," I said, "If we stand in the symbol of a cross or a pentagram, it should give us more power. Enhance our spells."
Mario, the head of the spell casters, nodded and announced it to everybody in our corner of the huge room. They all started to get in place.
The demon came in and started another thunderstorm outside. Wind was raging inside and noises of screams could be heard – most likely of the people he had killed.
When we were all in place, Sam was at the top of the cross, me right next to him. He grabbed my hand and began to recite his spell. I did the same to my spell and glance up. The demon was smack dab in the middle of the room.
He was glaring at Sam with a lot of hate.
I said the rest of the spell in a jumbled mix, "Savetheir souls. Webegthis of the supremegod."
Once finished, I screamed to Sam – for the demon was making a lot of noise to try and distract us, "He's after you. He wants you!"
Sam looked at me as he finished the last part of his spell. He let go and ran into the middle of the room. I started to run toward him, to stop him, save him. I could see Dean out of the corner of my eye doing the same. Jess was following him and John following her.
"You want me," Sam shouted at the thing as soon as he stopped running, "Come and get me!"
The demon nodded and smirked at the stupidity of my boyfriend as he floated forward and slashed Sam across the chest. The thing repeated this over and over, until Sam was knocked unconscious – or worse.
I heard Jessica screamed in agony and fall to the ground. I saw Dean double check that I was going to save Sam and double back to help Jess. John continued toward Sam.
The demon backed up from Sam and smiled at his work before turning to John and roaring, "You killed my children. I killed your wife and son. Guess we're even now, huh?"
I finally reached Sam and cradled him in my arms. But I was too late. He was dead. I started to cry harder then before. Sam was dead.
I heard the rest of the spell casters finish their spells and I looked toward the demon. He was attacking John now. The rage and hate came to me and before I knew it, I had thrown the demon toward the wall. He hit it and fell to the ground. When he opened his eyes, he had a new enemy to kill. Me.
o.0.o Dean POV o.0.o
When Alex threw the demon against the wall, I was freaked. I didn't know her powers were that strong.
"Dean," Jess said. It was obvious her head was still throbbing, "Tell them to open the portal for the dead. They want to help."
I nodded and started to
run toward the spell casters. Before I got there, I heard guns fire.
All the hunters were shooting at this thing.
I grabbed Mario, and
told him what Jess said. He nodded and grabbed some of the other
Latin experts. Within five minutes, they had started the spell.
I ran back toward Jess, but she told me, "Help John. He's still alive."
I nodded and ran toward my Dad. He was bleeding a lot, but still conscious. I helped him up and put his arm around my shoulders, "Come on Dad."
We started toward the group of about three people who had first aid stuff on hand. Half way there, we were joined by Jess who helped us the rest of the way.
Gently, I laid him down. I turned around to face Jess, but she had already taken off toward Alex. I saw her slide down next to Sam and Alex and say something, but I couldn't hear it.
The demon was edging closer and closer to them – having a bit of trouble because of all the bullets going into it. Suddenly, something in my mind struck and I pulled out the Colt. This thing would come to good use.
I ran toward the demon and stepped in-between my family and it. I aimed and shot.
The bullet missed as the demon used telekinesis to move it out of the way. He pushed me back toward Sam, Jess, and Alex, making me trip over Sam's body. As I scrambled up to stand, it hit me. Sam was dead. This thing killed Sam.
"Dean," Jess called over the racket, "Go help your Dad. We can handle this."
"I'm not leaving," I said, "Not without you all."
"You don't have any powers," she exclaimed. The demon was now several feet from us.
"I don't care," I said and laced my fingers in Jess'.
She squeezed and grabbed Alex's free hand – the other was being used to stroke Sam's hair.
Alex looked up at us and grabbed Sam's hand and I grabbed his other one. We were now in a circle of hand-holding. Why? I didn't know. But Jess did.
She closed her eyes and I could feel the power surging through her as she let it go through me and Alex into Sam.
I realized what she was doing – giving Sam her supply of power to make him close to life – and called to Alex, "Heal him!"
Alex nodded, replaced the hand that was holding Jess' with Sam's, and placed a hand on his heart.
She shut her eyes tightly and the next thing I knew, Sam was alive.
He was gasping for air, but alive.
I let go of Jess' hand and helped Sam sit up.
The demon was closer then ever now, standing right in front of us.
I saw the demon raise its hands in the air. Sam and Jess were ripped from the ground and suspended in air. All the guns stopped their firing – for fear of hitting either of them. We were now screwed.
o.0.o Sam POV o.0.o
I had just died and been resurrected. Now, I was fighting for my life again.
I glanced down at Alex and Dean, only to find them being tossed into a wall. Alex was knocked unconscious, so was Dean.
I looked at Jessica on the left of me. Her eyes were closed and she was muttering something under her breath. Hopefully, something that would help.
I was going to loose my consciousness soon, so I figured I should do something to help everybody else.
I started to fight the demon with my telekinesis. It became a futile attempt on my part though as I started to become unconscious.
I had a total of three seconds left awake, when Jess opened her eyes and screamed, "NOW!"
No one knew what that meant, so they stood waiting. But the spirits must have.
Within seconds, the room was swarming with spirits. They were all transparent and wore anything from early 1600s attire to present day clothes. This thing killed more then its share of people.
They started to attack the demon. Running into him, hitting him, circling him. Soon the demon's strength faltered and it released its hold on Jess and I.
I crawled over to Jess and wrapped my arms around her shoulders. I could feel the blood gushing underneath her shirt. It was soaking her shirt and mine, but I didn't move. If Dean found out I didn't protect his girlfriend, I was dead.
She shivered at the new temperature of the room – from all the ghosts and pushed me away, starting toward Dean and Alex – who still lacked perception.
I followed and soon we were there. I saw Jess put Dean's head in her lap and place her hands on his temples. She closed her eyes and soon, Dean was awake.
I grabbed Alex and placed her in my lap. She had cuts and soon-to-be bruises all over her body.
I did the best I could to wash her cuts away, when I realized I could heal her.
I placed my hand on her heart and thought of her the way she was yesterday. Awake and unharmed.
The cuts on her just magically disappeared and she woke up just in time to see the demon die.
The demon screamed at the last few blows from the ghosts. Its eyes turned into its head and it turned to smoke and ash which fell to the ground.
"It's over," I whispered into Alex's hair.
I could feel her nod before she pushed me away and went to heal Jess and Dean. I watched as she did so and realized something.
I loved Alex. I loved her more then I could remember ever loving someone else, including my Jess.
At the thought of her, she appeared. She smiled at me before saying, "Thank you." I smiled and held back tears as she said one last thing to me, "Do it."
I nodded and smiled as she ran a hand along my cheek and disappeared.
Taking her advice, I crawled over to Alex who had just finished healing Dean and Jess.
I grabbed her and she turned to me. I kissed her on the forehead before pulling away and putting my forehead to hers.
"Marry me," I asked. She nodded.
