Written By: xxPyRaxx

Chapter Six

Everybody Deserves a Chance to Fly

On the way home, Dean was really quiet.
"Dean, you okay?"
"Uh...yeah, I guess."
"Dean you think she's gonna be okay?"
Dean knew he was talking about Jacklynn.
"I hope so" Dean sighed.

All through dinner, Dean was quieter than usual.
"Dean, buddy. You okay?" John asked his eldest son.
Dean heaved another sigh "Dad, something doesn't feel right."
"What doesn't feel right?" John tensed at his words.
"I wanted Jackie to stay with us again but she said that she shouldn't and that she was gonna get punished for last night. And something feels wrong."
"Wrong? How?"
"I think Jackie's in trouble."
"Dean I told you, we can't do anything until she lets us."
"But she did Dad" Sam spoke up "She asked us today to help her stand up to her Dad."
John put down his hamburger "Where does she live, Dean?"

The three Winchesters snuck into the house. It was quiet...too quiet. John motioned his sons to check upstairs while he checked on the main floor.

Sam followed his older brother up the stairs quietly as possible. Afraid that her father might still be in the house.
Suddenly, something caught little Sammy's eye. He motioned for his brother to look. There on at least 3 of the steps, were droplets of blood. The brothers raced up the stairs, no longer caring if the dad was home.

John silently staked through the lowest level like a hunter hunting for its prey. Anywhere he looked, he found empty bottles of tequila, whiskey, rum and every other alcohol you can think of laying around. No child deserved to live with like this. Poor girl. As he neared the front door (they came through the back door), his eyes caught sight of a bloody belt on the floor. Than a couple of feet away from the belt was a roll of duck tape. He than recognized multiple dents in the walls.
Suddenly, a cry from his youngest caught is attention and got him running up the stairs two at a time.

He found his sons the door off a bedroom and Dean was covering Sammy's eyes.
The room looked like it belonged in an asylum. There weren't ANY furniture, any dresser or bed. On the walls were stick figure drawings in red. Dean moved Sam out of the way (hands still over his eyes) as their dad went into the room.
He touched the red and smelt it. It was blood. Jacklynn's blood.
"Dad, is he still in the house?" Dean whispered.
"Yeah" he answered "Go wake her up and get her out of here" than head back downstairs.
Dean whispered "Don't look at the walls" in his baby brother's ear before going in.

There wasn't just blood on the walls but also on the floor too. Dean found Jacklynn right in the middle of the room. They slowly advanced towards her. She was on her side with both her wrists, ankles and mouth taped. She was sleeping.
Dean knelt down beside her and carefully brushed away her hair from her face. He found out that her nose was still bleeding it might be broken. She had blood on her face too, but he didn't know where it was coming from though. Poor Jackie, having to live like this.
"Is she okay?" Sam whispered.
"I think so" Dean carefully shook her.
She didn't wake up.
"Jackie?" Sam tried.
Again, she didn't move.
Dean dug into his back pocket and took out his pocketknife and began sawing away the tape.

Jackie looked so sweet and peaceful when she was sleeping with no cares in the world. Her hair was like fire on her bruised skin. Her bottom lip was broken and that had dried blood on it.
By the time Dean was finished untaping her, Sam already looked at the walls. Some drawings were sad child-like drawings with a Mommy, Daddy and her and others were disturbing with blood, killing a crying.
"Jackie, wake up" Dean said sweetly but she didn't.
It wasn't until he pulled her close to his chest that she reacted. She freaked!

She thrashed and wiggled all over the place, anyway to get out of her capture's hold.
"Jackie, it's okay" Dean tired to hang onto her but she kept on fighting. Her screams were muffed by the tape still on her mouth. Her tears fell over the duck tape as she fought with whatever she had left in her. She was completely terrified.
"Jackie, it's okay. It's okay, shhhhh" it's okay" Dean ran his fingers through her hair. She slowly began to give up on trying to get away until she was limply resting against his front sobbing.
"I'm gonna whip the tape off and it's gonna hurt but only for a little while, okay?"
She didn't answer.
He took it as a yes and quickly yanked it off.
She let out a small squeak.
"Shhh, it's okay."
"I-I t-tried. Really I-I did" she sobbed.
"It's okay, tried" Sam spoke up and carefully but a comforting hand on her foot.
"I-he" she couldn't get the words out.
"Shhh" Dean hugged her to his chest for a bit "C'mon, we gotta get you outta here."
Suddenly they heard her father yell "Get the hell out of my house!" from down stairs and the three ran down to see what the commotion was.

The three found Jackie's Dad and John having an all out wrestling match.
Her dad punched John real well in the mouth. Than they were rolling on the floor.
Jacklynn was rather curious about the scene. John than got the better hand and got on top of him and started punching him over and over again. When she couldn't take it anymore, she hurried up the stairs and into her father's bedroom.

She looked all over for what she wanted before she found it and headed back downstairs.

She was back just in time to see her dad kick John off of him, get up and grabbed an empty bottle and stood over John with it over his head.
The next thing that happened happened way to fast.
A loud shot rang out than a cry of both agony and shock echoed though the house.
The bottle shattered into pieces than all eyes where on the shooter.
There stood Jacklynn Montgomery, standing between the Winchester brothers with a smoking gun that was still pointed at her dad's hand.

"Why you little BRAT!" her dad yelled and he picked up another empty bottle and chucked in at her.
All three kids ducked just in time for the bottle to hit the banister.
"Leave them alone!" and John punched him in the jaw.
Jack just stared the shards of glass.
Her dad pushed a large heavy table and pinned John against the wall.
A jolt brought her back to reality. Her dad was shaking her roughly by her arms.
"You worthless little spoiled brat!"
She winced when his fingers dug into cuts on her arms.
"Let her go!" Sam yelled at the man and tried prying the mean man's fingers off of her.
He ignored the boy and kept on yelled at his daughter "You miserable stupid girl! You told! I told you not too!" He grabbed her by the roots of her hair and pulled her head back so she was looking up at him.
Than Dean's fist collided with his jaw and her dad fell backwards down the stairs.
"You shouldn't have done that" she warned.

Her dad looked up at her from the bottom of the stairs, still sitting on his behind.
"Why you-" he started to cuss.
"I-It's my fault" Jacklynn said "I told him."
"You" he growled before getting up "Why? Why the hell did you tell!?"
Uh oh. She gulped.
She slowly climbed back up the stairs as he advanced on her.
That man could get her shaking just by looking at her. She was shaking like a leaf right now.
His eyes went into slits "You foul lonesome evil little cockroach!" he growled.
"I-I'm sorry."
"Sorry?" without even Sam and Dean even knowing, he handcuffed them to the stairs banister with his policeman handcuffs "You're gonna be sorry. Guess where you're going."
Jack's eyes grew wide "N-no. Please?"
He grabbed her by her upper arm and dragged her up the rest of the stairs.
"No, no, no. Please, don't. N-no the attic" she begged. The Winchesters could hear the tears in her voice.

"LEAVE HER THE HELL ALONE!" Dean was getting really pissed off now.
"Dean" Sam got his brother's attention and pointed to the set of keys that were accidently dropped onto the seconds step from the top. It was the key to the handcuffs.
While Jacklynn was struggling with her dad, she must have knocked the keys out of his pocket. Sam or Dean didn't know if she did that by accident or on purpose. But they were thankful that she did none the less.
Dean, being the closed to the key, reached out as far as he could to grab it, but he couldn't. He was mere millimetres from it. Drat!

While Dean was struggling down on the stairs, Jack was having one hell of a war with her dad.
"No, no" she struggled to get out of his hold "Leave me alone!"
"Stop wiggling you worthless brat" he tried to get her to stop moving so much.
She didn't stop though, it just made her struggle and wiggle even more. She had enough of this. With one good scream of effort, she ran backwards into the corner of a wall, causing her father's spine to hit sensitive spot and cause him to let go of her. She fell onto her hands and knees before she crawled to her feet once again and ran back to the stairs to see if the Winchesters were okay.

Dean was still struggling to get the keys.
"Dean? What are you doing?" Jack asked when she saw him stretching.
"The key" he groaned as he tried to get it once more.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to knock it that far away" she said and went to grab the key that Dean was trying to get and went to unlock the handcuffs.
"So you did do it on purpose" Sam declared.
"Yeah, like I would leave you two cuffed to our banister" she replied and unlocked Sam's handcuff after she undid Dean's.
"Thanks for trying" Dean told her.
She gave him a small smile.
"What happened to your dad?" Sam wondered.
"Uh...I don't think he'll be getting up anytime soon" she answered.
"You didn't kill him did you?" John grunted, still trying to move the table that was pinning him against the wall.
"No Mr. Winchester" she answered as she climbed down the rest of the stairs and with Sam and Dean's help, moved the table and told them what happened upstairs.
Suddenly, another shot was fired, but from a different gun!

Jacklynn let out a squeak when she felt something sharp poke into the side of her neck.
Dean, John and Sam looked at her with wide eyes as she pulled out a dart full of sleep medicine from her neck.
Her hands were shaking as she looked at what was in her hand before looking behind her.
They stood her father, holding a dart gun!

"What the hell?!" Dean cussed.
Her father started to climb down the stairs, dart gun still aimed at her teenage daughter.
"That was a nice move brat" he said to Jack "But you didn't to it hard enough to really hurt me."
The sleeping tonic was already taking effect and was causing Jackie's eyes droop sleepily but she fought against.
When she started to sway, Sam held up her by her elbow.
"J-just leave me alone" she said in a tired tone.
"Just leave me alone" he dad mocked harshly "You're MY daughter so I can do ANYTHING I WANT."
"No!" John yelled "You're wrong. You're a police officer for god sakes. You know that this is wrong, you know the legal rules!"
"Yes I do. But that's was my little trick, if I knew the rules than I could work around them but not break them. That's one of the fine arts about working for the police force."
"What's the other?" Dean shot.
He smiled an evil smile "The guns, of course. Especially the dart guns that is full of sleep tonic. Speaking of which, it should take full effect in...Five...four...three...two...one."
As if on cue, Jack's eyes rolled to the back of her head and Dean managed to catch her just in time before she hit the ground.

"What the hell did you do that for?" Dean demanded as he held the limp form of Jacklynn in his arms. Jack wasn't heavy so Dean could hold her forever.
"To get her to smarten up. Too bad I only had time to grab my dart gun and not the gun full of bullets" her dad said as he landed on the last step.
"You son of a bitch" John cursed hatefully.

"And as for you three...I don't even know who the hell you are!"
"That's not important" John answered.
"You know, I've got six more darts in here."
"Dean, put Jack in the car" John ordered, his eyes never leaving the police officer's.
Dean nodded "Come and help me Sammy, can you grab her feet for me?"
Sam did as he was told and help Dean carry Jack out of the house, leaving their dad to deal with her father for a while.

"Dean, why isn't she heavy? She's like a feather" Sam wondered.
"It's hard to explain, Sammy. People get heavy when they stop eating for long periods of time."
"Is she anorexic or bulimic?"
Dean looked at his brother in shock "Where did you lean that?"
"School" he answered with a shrug.
"I don't know if she is or not."

Dean made Sam sit in the back of the car with the unconscious Jacklynn. The only sound in the car was the two of them breathing. Dean also told him that if she woke up, under any circumstances let her out of the car. So here he sat, with Jacklynn's head on his lap.

Meanwhile, in the house.
Her dad still held the dart gun but was now aimed at John when Dean came back in.

"You shoot my dad and I swear to god-"
"You'll what, you can't do anything. You're just a kid" he spat at the young teen.
Just a kid? Dean thought. Did just a kid almost put a boy in a coma when he was bullying on Sammy? I don't think so.
Dean took a step forward.
The police officer made one wrong move: he pointed the gun at the boy but John took that advantage and grabbed his wrist and banged it repeatedly against the stairs banister until the man let the gun go and John punched him hard in the jaw. When the officer was on the floor, John kicked the gun over to his eldest son.
Dean grabbed it and now aimed it at the policeman.
"What are you gonna do kid, shoot-" the policeman didn't get to finish cause Dean pulled the trigger.

A dart shot out of the gun and pierced though the policeman's vein in his neck.
"Do you ever shut up?!" Dean demanded.
"You little piece of sh-" he didn't get to finish because John punched him in the mouth. If the sleeping toxin didn't make him pass out, it was the punch.
"Don't talk to my sons like that again" John spat out and the man lost consciousness.
John told Dean to call the police as he pulled the dart out the man's neck.

What seemed like centuries to Sammy before he saw Dean come out of the house and towards the car.
"Hey Sammy, how's it going?" he asked as he sat in the passenger seat up front.
"Okay, what's going on in there?"
"Nothing much, the police are coming so we gotta stay in the car and be quiet."
"Is Jackie going to be alright?" Sam asked as he looked down at the sleeping girl on his lap.
"She should be, the dart that went into her neck was just full of a sleeping tonic" Dean answered.

The three Winchesters sat in the waiting room of the hospital. They took Jacklynn there for her to recover. John convinced the other policeman that one of their officers was abusing their daughter. He than showed them the welts, cuts and bruises on poor Jackie's body. The officers arrested their fellow officer, stripped him of his right of an officer and locked him in jail.

"Mr. Winchester?" I woman with fiery red hair approached the man.
John looked up "Yes?"
"We talked on the phone a few days ago; I'm Mary-Anne Johnson."
John stood up "Mary-Anne..."
"I came as soon as you called" she continued "Is she alright?"
"We don't know" Dean spoke up "Her doctor hasn't told us anything yet."
"You must be Dean, am I right?" she asked.
Dean nodded "And this is my little brother, Sammy."
"It's Sam" Sam corrected his brother.
"It's a pleasure meeting you, all three of you" she shook each Winchester's hand.
Just than Jacklynn's doctor came out.
"She's gonna be fine" the doctor said "We're just waiting for the sleep tonic wear off."
"Can we go see her?" Dean asked.
"Room 142, the last room on the right" the doctor answered before turning back to the adults.

Dean almost ran down the hallway, he waited so long to see her. With each step that Dean took, his heart pumped faster and faster. The hallway seemed like it would never end.
By the time he reached Jacklynn's hospital door, his heart was in his throat. To Dean, it seemed like he waited an eternity to see her. He slowly opened the door and was met with a white room.
Across from him was the hospital bed that Jacklynn Montgomery was sleeping in. Two IVs were connected to her, giving her nutrients that she hasn't gotten in god knows how long, through her blood stream.
Dean came up to the side of the bed.
Jacklynn's skin was pale and her lips were chapped and cracked. Her pale skin made her injuries and bruises show like a large moose trying to hide behind a thin tree.
'My poor poor Jackie, she never deserved this' Dean thought as he ran two fingers down her skinny arm.
Her pale skin also made her fiery red hair even redder.
With her sleeping, Dean could actually fully examine her. Her face was so skinny that you could see her cheek bones and chin. If she lost anymore weight, Dean would be able to see her jaw bone. But he couldn't miss the look on her face. It was relaxed, peaceful and worried-free.
Jacklynn's arms were so skinny that Dean could see the bones in her arms and her elbows that were poking out of her arms. He could distinctly make out her wrists and the knuckles of her hands.
The hospital nightgown that she wore showed her neck. It wasn't a pretty sight either. Her collar bone was sticking out.
Even though the hospital sheet and blanket was pull up under her armpits, Dean could still picture what the rest of her body looked like. His image sent him almost bawling his eyes out.
"My poor baby" he whispered broken-heartedly.

Jacklynn felt a gentle weight on her wrist. Her eyes fluttered open and was met with a blinding light.
She quickly closed them again and moaned a bit as she shifted her position.
' Am I dead?' she thought to herself. Did her dad kill her?
"Jackie?" she head a soft voice to her right. It was Dean's.
"Dean?" she opened her eyes again. Her voice was rough "Did my dad kill you to?"
"What? We're not dead Jackie, you're at the hospital."
"H-hospital?" she sat up.
She was indeed in a hospital. She looked at the IVs that were attached to her.
She had no idea what they were.
"What are these?" she asked.
"They're IVs" he explained "They pumping nutrients into your body."
Dean was in enough hospitals to know, from getting hurt in hunts.
"Oh, are you and your family okay?" she wondered.
"We're fine, but Sammy is confused about the whole thing."
"Where's my dad?" she demanded with fear in her voice.
"It's okay, you're safe. He's in jail, he can't hurt you anymore."
Tears weld up in her eyes and fell down her face "Now, where am I supposed to go"
"Don't cry, Jackie" he hugged her gently "We have a surprise for you."
"A surprise?" she replied.
Dean nodded "I'll be right back" and he left her alone to wipe her tears away.
Within minutes, Dean came back with his brother and the red-headed woman.
"Jackie, meet Mary-Anne Johnson" Dean introduced.
"She's your mother!" Sam said excitedly.

"M-my mother?" she stammered.
"My dad and I tracked her down" Dean told her.
"Dean did most of the work though" John joined everyone in the room.
"I'm sorry that you father has been doing this" Mary-Anne came up to the bed "I never should have left you in his custody."
"Why did you leave?" she asked.
"It's complicated, honey" her mother rested a hand on her daughter's pale one "I'll tell you when you're older."
"And...I-I get to go home with you?" Jack asked quietly and hopefully.
"Yes, I was granted custody last week. When you're well enough, you'll be moving into my house."
That news brought a smile to the patient's face "Really?"
"Yes, really" her mother told her with a smile on her face too and she hugged her girl.

Almost a week later, the hospital let her go.
The three Winchesters and two Johnsons stood out in the front of the hospital.
"Thank you for tracking me down and helping me grant custody of her" Mary-Anne thanked both John and Dean gratefully.
"No problem" Dean replied.
"Besides, Dean wouldn't quite until we found you" John added.
Mary-Anne looked down at her daughter "I'll leave you three alone, I'll be waiting in the car" and than she was gone.

"Thank you Mr. Winchester" Jacklynn thanked the man gratefully.
"No problem, my dear" he told her "Your mother is a very good woman."
Jacklynn than turned to Sam.
"You were very brave Sam, for going into the house and facing my dad. You are the bravest boy I ever met. Thank you" she hugged him.
"And you Dean thank you so much for everything. Thank you for helping me, standing up for my father, finding my mother and loving me and most importantly bringing me back to life" she kissed him on his lip and gave him a big hug before leaving.

THE END.

Sequel coming, it's called "Say You'll Be There"!