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Previously
After overhearing a conversation between the boys and Bobby Singer Jane takes of in Dean's Impala. In a fit of rage Dean takes of after her in a car borrowed from Bobby and finds Jane in a strange state. Back at Bobby's they make another interesting discovery.
Chapter eight
The boys sat around the table, everything in place to summon Castiel.
"We have to hold hands." Bobby said. "And I need something Castiel touched." Dean rolled up his sleeve and Bobby placed his hand over the fading mark on Dean's shoulder. Then he began his incantations. The darkness broken only by a few candles even managed to make his kitchen a creepy place. Tiny beads of sweat started to form on Bobby's forehead because of his concentration.
Jane's eyes snapped open. She was awakened by an invisible force pulling on her. A painfully insistent pull.
"No" she whimpered before the force pulled her out of her bed and made her land on the floor with a loud smack.
"What was that?" Sam asked looking up at the ceiling when he heard the noise. Dean shushed his brother. Worried about any interruptions.
"HELP!!!" Now both brothers looked up at the ceiling.
"Jane"Dean stated. Torn between going to check on the girl and finishing the ritual. The roof began to crack under the power of the ritual.
"HELP ME!!!" the girl once again yelled from the room above just before the roof collapsed above them.
Jane shrieked when she felt the floor fall below her. The wind was knocked out of her efficiently when her back collided with the kitchen table.
The three men had managed to jump aside just in time.
"What do you make of this Bobby?" Dean asked when he noticed that Jane's eyes were white once again.
"Dean..." Sam turned to his brother, eyes wide. "Something they touched. Jane never touched you there unless..."
"She's the angel that pulled you out." Bobby finished Sam's sentence. Dean snorted.
"Yeah right. I was pulled out of the pit by a little girl." he said as he walked over to the table to help Jane up. Suddenly she sat up before him her hands immediately grabbing hold of his shoulders. Dean cringed under the burning pain sent through his body from her palms, but this time she held him tight. Around them the room and both Sam and Bobby began to fade. Slowly Dean's entire world went black.
- - -
He heard the crackling of footsteps on fallen leaves as he slowly regained consciousness.
"Dean?" a familiar voice said as he was gently nudged to wake him. Reluctantly he opened his eyes but wrenched them closed again the second his eyes were assaulted by the brightness of the sun right above them. "Can you sit?" Jane asked as she helped him to sit up.
"Where the hell are we?" Dean asked once again attempting to open his eyes, this time more careful.
"I don't know." Jane answered as she sat down beside him.
"I barely remember what happened."
"You brought us here...somehow." Dean reminded the blonde.
"What should we do?" Jane asked, trembling from the cold since she was still only wearing the shorts and one of Bobby's shirts she had used as a pyjama.
"You tell me, apparently you're the angel."
She stood up and took in her surroundings.
"Well I don't think it's a good idea to spend the night in a creepy forest. We should..." She broke of her sentence abruptly when she noticed something that didn't fit in the scenery. "What's that." she asked nobody in particular before she walked towards it. Dean stood up as well and hurried after her.
"It looks like someone's grave." She commented.
"It is." Dean said after he had swallowed the lump in his throat. "It's my grave." He looked around all the trees were still upright and the grave in good condition.
"Didn't you say the area looked like a battlefield after you dug your way up?"
"Yeah" Dean nodded looking around for anything that could tell them where...or when they were. "I think we should keep moving." Jane nodded and turned to follow the eldest Winchester when she noticed something.
"Dean someone's coming." she whispered as she pulled him with her into the bushes.
"That's you." Dean said surprised when they watched Jane...past Jane walk towards the grave.
"What do I do now?" past Jane asked and as soon as she did another woman appeared.
"Mom?" Dean muttered as he moved to get up and go to her. Jane quickly put her arm around him to keep him down.
"We shouldn't be seen." She warned him. "I think we're just meant to watch." He turned to her and for a second both of them realised how close they were. Jane quickly pulled back her arm and turned her attention to past Jane and Mary Winchester.
"Take this." Mary said to past Jane as she placed some kind of amulet around past Jane's neck. "Hold on to it. It's of great importance in the upcoming battle." past Jane nodded.
"Now stand at the foot of the grave." Mary said.
"Why me?" past Jane asked.
"You're the only one who can." Mary explained.
"And if I do this I'll live?"
"You'll be an angelic soldier. You have a place in the battle against Lillith and this is the only way for you to take that place." Past Jane nodded. "Are you ready?" Mary asked her.
"Yes" past Jane said.
"Just allow yourself to fall back onto the grave." Mary said. Past Jane did as instructed and fell back. During the fall she slowly faded away and just as she was about to hit the grass she was gone completely.
"He'll need your help to dig out of his grave." Mary said looking directly at the two in the bushes. The she dissapeared as well.
Dean and Jane exchanged a glance before they jumped up and ran to the grave. An invisible power rose up from the grave, much like an invisible explosion sending them flying through the air and landing several steps back. Around them the explosion took down every tree and shrub in the area and it didn't stop for what seemed to be fifteen minutes. Slowly it died down. Jane and Dean crawled the rest of the grave and started digging, relieved when they heard the cover of Dean's make-shift coffin crack.
"It'll be okay." Dean said as he pulled Jane back. "We have to go back...now"
"I don't know how." Jane reminded him. "It was kind of an accident." she admitted.
"Just put your hands on my shoulders again." Dean said taking her hands and placing them as instructed. "Now focus on getting us back." Jane nodded.
- - -
"Hmm" Dean moaned as he woke. He immediately recognized his room at Bobby's. He mouthed a 'thank god' before moving to stand up when he realised something was weighing him down.
Slowly he peeled Jane's arm off of his chest and gently tried to pull his arm out from under her head. She stirred and he stopped.
"Jane?" he asked. The girl groggily opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"Are we home?" she yawned. Dean nodded.
"So you sure like to travel in style don't you?" he added with a grin, referring to the way he found her...asleep in his arms. Jane realised what he meant and quickly sat up.
"I didn't..." she stammered. "I was focussing on getting us home." she got out of bed headed for the door Dean right behind her. "You probably cuddled up during the trip." she retorted.
"Whatever you need to believe sweetheart." Jane opened the door to the kitchen and Sam and Bobby absent mindedly looked up from their books.
"Dean!?" Sam said surprised.
"What the hell?" Bobby commented. "Where the hell have you been."
"Don't make a fuss. We've only been gone for a couple of minutes." Dean said as he grabbed two beers from the fridge and tossed one over to Jane.
"A couple of minutes?" Sam repeated. "Try three days!"
Dean and Jane exchanged a glance.
"Well I'm new to time travel." was her explanation.
"So where were you?" Sam asked.
"Upstairs, let me guess...you didn't think to check if I was in my room." Dean said jokingly. Jane shook her head.
"We need to find an amulet."
- - -
Dean went to sleep that night with a content grin on his face. Happy that they'd be hitting the road again tomorrow. His baby needed a road trip from time to time and he wasn't the type to spend a lot of time in the same place either.
Sam couldn't drag himself to bed, he had been surfing the internet for anything he could find on the amulet Jane had described.
Bobby had started his evening checking his books for anything but now one of his books served as a pillow as he had fallen asleep at the table only a few minutes ago.
Jane had moved to the living room couch since her room now came with a big hole in the floor. She couldn't quiet catch her sleep. Castiel stepped out of the shadows into the living room. Slowly he walked over to the sleeping girl and grinned. He took something from his coat pocket and walked past her to where she had hung her day clothes over a chair.
He placed the item in the front pocket on her jeans. Then he turned to her again and squatted beside her. Gently he brushed a strand of hair out of her face before leaning in and placing a chaste kiss on her forehead.
"Good luck." he whispered before he stood up and disappeared again.
A/N: the words just kept coming. Longest chapter yet. Let me know what you think.