The Winchesters, The Psychic, and The Fixation

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Just to clear things up for those who did not understand completely, Jessica and Dean did sleep together. And as for Dean constantly being aroused…. Well, that's a matter that will be handled toward the end of the story.

And Alex's POV is replaced with John's for this chapter.

Enjoy!

Chapter Nine

o.0.o Dean POV o.0.o

We got to the other hunter's house and I recognized the place. It was the house that Jessica escaped to… before we broke up… the second time.

I parked and Jess' friend... Eve? Evelyn? Evelyn. That was her name. Evelyn ran out and talked to Jess for a few seconds. Jess started toward the trunk and I walked around to open it for her as Evelyn brought the kids inside.

"You sure they'll be okay here," I asked Jess.

She glanced at me as I watched Evelyn carry Patrick inside. "Yeah," she answered. "Evelyn and her husband both hunted."

I nodded and popped the trunk. Jess took the overnight bags for the kids. I punched in the combo to my locker. It opened and I grabbed the container of salt from the corner. As I closed the trunk and locker, I noticed Jessica hadn't gone inside. She had laid the kids' bags down next to her and was waiting for me to finish closing everything.

"Dean," she said gently. "We need to talk about before."

I looked up to the sky as I locked the Impala's trunk and answered, "Nothing to talk about."

"Baby," she started.

"You have no right to call me that," I snapped. "Maybe you like to call that play toy you have 'baby', but you have no right to call me that. Get me? Good." In truth, she didn't nod or anything to signal she understood me, but I just assumed.

"I'll call you whatever I damn well please," she growled. "And Will is not my play toy."

"Oh," I said, my voice being cruel and sarcastic. "That's right. I'm your play toy."

"Shut up," she growled and shoved me into the Impala. Her hands were holding on to me just below my elbow and mine were holding her elbows. Our eyes were firing daggers at each other. "Just shut up."

"No," I defied and switched out position so she was against the Impala.

For a second she was surprised. But that quickly changed into something I couldn't place before she smashed our lips together.

Her hands were in my hair, pulling me to her, as mine cupped her rear and pushed her closer to me. I tried to pin her to the car, but I only succeeded in pushing us closer together. But, hey: I didn't mind that either.

When we pulled away, panting, she gave the slightest smirk that most people who didn't know her personally would miss. Without anger, she looked into my eyes and said simply, "Salt the damn house."

o.0.o Jessica POV o.0.o

After I untangled myself from Dean, I hopped into the Impala's passenger seat. I knew he was watching me, so I did all this gracefully.

I heard him pick up the salt container and overnight bags. I watched from the corner of my eye as he walked inside.

God, I loved his butt.

Hell, I loved Dean.

And I'm finally ready. I'm ready to admit that Dean is the one I want. Not Will. Hell, Will's nothing, absolutely nothing compared to Dean. Dean's everything. He's beautiful, protective, and if you look close enough, you can see the part of him that wants to settle down – even if he goes back to the hunt a few months later. He stands up for what is right. He cares and shows this through his actions. He always puts family before… anything. He tries to act strong for all of us – even if he wanted to break down and cry with us. When he thinks he's responsible for something, he practically beats himself up. And if you push his buttons just right, he'll tell you anything you want.

"Ready," Dean asked as he slid into the driver's seat. I hadn't realized how long I had been thinking about him.

I looked at him, smiled, and pulled him in for a small kiss. "Ready," I said when I pulled away.

He smiled and put the car into drive. "Let's go."

When we got to Sam and Alex's house – our designated meet up spot – Sam and John were already there. They were at the trunk of John's truck tinkering with a new gun. Dean and I got out of the car and went around to the Impala's trunk.

He popped the trunk and arsenal open and wedged his rifle at that certain angle, making the weapon's locker stay open.

We both went for the same gun at the same time. He smirked, "Always trying to use what I have, huh?"

I think he meant that in a sexual way, so I teased him, "Honey, I've been using what you have since day one. And let me tell you, there's not much there."

He shot me a glare as I gave him a quick peck on the lips and grabbed the gun. He got a different one and we walked over to Sam and John.

"Game plan," I asked.

o.0.o Sam POV o.0.o

"Alex isn't in the house, but I think something else is," I explained. "So we're purifying and looking for clues."

"I've got the north," Dad said. "Sam, take the west. Dean you're south. Jess, the east." We all nodded. "Meet in the living room when you're done."

And off we started. We each grabbed a baggie and went into the house. Jess first, Dean extremely hot on her trail – if I didn't know better I'd say they were involved again. Me next and Dad last.

I went to the west side of the house which just happened to be Alex's and my bedroom.

I knelt down and tapped the wall, attempting to find a hollow spot. I found one and bashed it in.

A second later, I passed out.

It was a vision.

Alex. Someone was giving her a shot. For her powers. To ward them off. She wasn't enjoying her time in… wherever that place was. The people were trying to get to me. If they killed me, Alex's and the kids' protection would be gone. I would be no threat. Then they could take my family. Use them. For evil.

When I came around, Jess and Dean were leaning over me.

"Sammy, wake up," Dean said. Both his hands were on my shoulders, trying to shake me conscious. Jess was gathering all the herbs that spilt out of the baggie when I dropped it. She managed to do that and toss it in the wall. I shut my eyes tightly – opening them too quickly had given me one hell of a headache.

Once the baggie was in the wall, the house felt safer immediately. It had been purified.

"Sammy," Dean almost shouted. I wasn't ready to open my eyes again. Last time I did that, I got a blinding headache that was still haunting me.

"Give him a few seconds, Dean," she scolded gently. "He's got a headache from opening his eyes too quickly." I could sense the emotions flowing between the two of them.

Hello! Didn't need to notice that last one about Dean wanting nothing more than to get inside her-

"Sam, you still with us," Dean asked, gentler than the last time he spoke.

"Yeah," I answered and opened my eyes slowly. "Just had a vision."

"Sit up slowly," Jess said and helped me sit up. "Tell Dean about it. I'll get Advil and John."

She walked out of the room as I started to tell Dean my vision. "Whoever has Alex is giving her shots to keep her powers at bay. They want to keep Alex away because they know it's hurting me. And if they hurt me too much, I'm no battle for them. They could take the kids and Alex to use them for evil."

Dean nodded. "We'll figure out a way to get her back."

"Yeah," I said. "And she'll be happy to know that you and Jess are a couple again." Okay, that was so obviously saying 'I want to know what's going on between you two', because it was a huge subject change. But, hey, that's what I wanted to ask, right?

"We're not together," Dean sighed and stood up before offering me his hand. I accepted and stood up next to him. "We're complicated."

"Explain," I told him before Jess walked in with Advil.

Guess that would have to wait until later.

o.0.o John POV o.0.o

I followed Jess into Sam and Alex's bedroom.

"Everyone done," I asked. Jess and Dean nodded. I looked at Sam. "What about you?"

"Uh," he said before Jess interrupted him.

"I did it," she said. "He passed out with a vision."

I was concerned for Sam, but I was more concerned that Alex was going to be dead if we didn't find her so I skipped the whole 'are you okay, son' thing. "What'd you see?"

Sam answered, "They're giving Alex shots to hold off her powers. They want to kill me because apparently I'm protecting her and the kids somehow. They figure if they can hurt me by keeping Alex away, they can eventually kill me because I'll be so weak."

I took this all in. "How are you protecting them? Some type of pact or spell?"

"I," Sam started but I wasn't paying attention because I saw Jessica's face drain of any color.

"Jessica," I said. "What do you know?" The boys' attention turned to her.

"Not much," she answered. "I just know that Alex was talking about some type of protection methods a little while ago. I doubt it has anything to do with this though."

I turned to Dean. "Dean and Sam, you two go through all of Alex's books and ingredients downstairs. See if there's anything we can use. Jess, you come with me. Meet at her house in an hour."

"Yes, sir," Dean said before walking out into the hall; Sam followed.

"John, you and Sam should really stop asking about him and me," Jessica told me when they were gone. "We're fine. Trust me."

"You're not fine until I see you in the chapel," I said simply. "Now, let's get to work."

She blushed a little before looking downward. "Yes, sir," she said and walked into the hall.

I followed, ready to get my son's wife back.