Chapter two
Finally arriving at the small gas station at the end of town, she sat on the bench under the shadow of the awning. She leaned her head back against the building and rested for a moment. She was tired from walking all the way across town to get as far away from those boys as humanly possible. She really needed that drink now. She almost slipped off to sleep when she felt an ice cold glass bottle on her forehead and a semi-familiar voice say, "You could use a cold one."
Jayde immediately sat up, opened her eyes and stared at the person from which the voice came. She was beside herself as tears began to well at the brims of her eyes. When one began to roll down her cheek he wiped it away from her face and said, "Or you could have some water, it's up to you."
"What do you want from me?" she almost sobbed but managed to keep her voice from crackling.
"I want you to answer my questions, but I'll let you have a drink first." Dean said handing her a cold bottle of water. Jayde snatched it from him and guzzled the whole bottle down.
"Well at least we know your not a demon." Dean said then chuckled with amusement.
"What do you mean 'Well at least we know your not a demon'?" She snapped.
"I spiked your drink with holy water." Dean said casually.
"You opened my drink and put holy water in it? What the hell is the matter with you?" Jayde yelped.
"You said you were meeting a hunter, I thought you knew about stuff like that." Dean squinted at her.
"Well yes I know about these things but that doesn't mean you test somebody with out even a little warning."
"You need to relax; you don't act like a hunter."
"I am a hunter. Just because you shot me and I passed out does not mean I am not a hunter. And I'm not weak either!" Jayde burst at Dean.
Sam came over to them walking casually across the parking lot. When Sam reached them he sat down on the bench beside Jayde and spoke calmly.
"Jayde, do you know anything about what's happening at that nursing home? Any inside facts that could help us figure this out?"
"Nope. Nothing. I'm not telling you anything unless you let me work with you."
"Absolutely not!" Dean roared.
"Dean, she could help us figure this out if she knows anything." Sam protested softly.
"And why the hell not?" Jayde snorted angrily at Dean.
"Fine, but you tell us everything you know before we tell you what we know." Dean reluctantly agreed.
Jayde finally nodded her head and stood up from the bench. Sam stood also, towering over her by a good foot. The three of them walked over to Deans '67 Impala and as the boys reached the car Sam opened the back door for Jayde. She stepped back and said, "No way you own this car…" Dean flashed her a proud and confident smile and answered, "Yup, she's all mine. She's a beaut isn't she?" She smiled shyly and slid into the back seat. They drove back to the motel room to do some more research on the building and the land it was built on.
"My mom told me that my grandma, her mother, had been a nurse at the nursing home when it first opened in the 30's. my gran had mom latter in her life but stopped working at the nursing home then when mom was 23, gran disappeared, mom said she didn't have the slightest clue where her mom had disappeared." Jayde told Sam and Dean back at the motel room.
"How old was your grandmother when she disappeared?" Sam asked.
"In her fifties… why? Do you think that could have something to with this?"
"I don't know yet, we'll have to do more research what more do you know?"
"Gran and mom didn't get along the best. Mom told me she was a violent foul woman. She was sort of happy to see her go and didn't regret me not knowing her. And I think I remember a story mom only told me when I was a very young girl. Something about gran telling mom she wasn't suppose to have children and mom's father got what he deserved or something about gran killing him; I don't think they were married and he rapped her or something. Mom hated gran though."
"Dean-" Sam began but was cut off by Dean.
"We might have ourselves a vengeful spirit" Dean said excitedly.