Sam, Jessica, Bobby, Castiel and Melinda were sitting around the kitchen table. They were discussing ways on how to save Dean so far they had nothing.
"Why do you want to help so badly?" asked Sam. "What's in it for you?"
Jessica and Melinda locked eyes and Melinda had a look on her face that held an untold story of lost and pain.
"Let's just say I know that I know what Jessica and Dean are going through."
Sam watched the emotions in Melinda's face and for once in a very long time wanted to go up to a girl and hold her, comfort her.
"What do you mean?" asked Jessica.
Melinda shook her head with a sad smile. "I don't want to share that story."
"Then how are we supposed to trust you."
"Jessica!" Sam gave her a look.
"Come on Sam. This runaway angel shows up on our door and tells us she can help get Dean back but yet we cannot know about her! It's bullshit!" She slammed the chair against the table and walked out.
The kitchen was silent. No one knew what to say. Sam turned to Melinda and gave her a small smile.
"I'm sorry, she's just still upset. She'll be ok."
"Will she?" asked Bobby.
The others looked at him know what he was talking about. Will Jessica be able to hold on while Dean is gone?
Dean gritted his teeth in pain as the angels slammed him into the door of his room. His mouth and nose were bleeding and his whole body was sore. They threw him back into his room and he fell onto the floor. He couldn't do this.
He closed his eyes and images of Jessica crept up. The images were beautiful, they started off with her smiling and being happy then they turned. It was when he found her lying on the bed just gone from the world.
He opened his eyes shaking his head. "No, she won't go back to that. She has Sam now." He tried to get up. His fingers dug into the cold hard floor chipping and bleeding as he sat on his knees. "Jessica, please don't go back to that."
Sam walked outside looking for Jessica. He walked towards the garage and saw her cleaning the Impala.
"Jess, what are you doing?"
"What's it look like Sam?" She asked walking around him to get to the other side of the car. She was polishing the paint. "Can't let her get all rusty on us now can we? Dean wouldn't like that. Dean would want us to take care of her just like he would."
Sam watched as Jessica took her anger and sadness out on the car. She continued to polish it making sure she was as beautiful as the day John Winchester had bought it.
"Dean wouldn't want her to go all crappy on us. If he could he would be out here cleaning and tuning her up. Gotta keep her alive. Gotta keep her going."
Tears filled her eyes as her chin began to tremble. "Gotta…" she swallowed hard and took a shaky breath. "Gotta keep her…going. No stopping. Just gotta…just gotta…"
Sam's giant hand covered her small one that held the cloth stopping her from polishing anymore. He felt her body begin to tremble as she held on trying not to cry again.
Jessica moved away from the car and turned around in Sam's arms. She leaned her head on his chest and just let it out. Sam held her tight knowing Dean would want him to comfort her and take care of her while he was gone.
Sam didn't know how much the two loved each other until they were away from each other. If Jessica was a crying mess how was Dean handling it? Was Dean even still alive?
Sam held his lips on her forehead trying his best to comfort her. His one hand was in her hair while the other rubbed her back soothingly.
"What are we going to do?" she asked. "I don't know if I can go through this again." She closed her eyes burying her head in Sam's chest. "I already feel dead inside."
Sam closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "We have to trust Melinda."
"I don't know Sam."
"Jessica…there's something about her that we can trust."
"How is she going to help us?"
"I don't know yet. She's still in the house talking to Bobby and Castiel." The two let go of each other and Sam wiped her tears. "How about you go inside and take a nap?"
She gave a sad smile and nodded. "Ok." Sam smiled back and watched her walk off towards the house. He looked back at the Impala and picked up the polish and cloth on the ground.
Sam didn't know if he could do this again. Losing his brother for…he lost count but he knew he had to be strong. Dean would want him strong for Jessica.
He looked back in the house and saw her and Dean's bedroom light go on. He just hoped Jessica would hold on better than how she did last time.
Jessica opened the closet and saw Dean's flannels hanging there. She smiled to herself and looked around seeing her nighties next to them and laughed a little remembering the time Dean found them.
"Hey how about later on when everyone's asleep I try this on?"
Jessica looked up from the laptop and laughed seeing Dean holding up her pink and black lingerie. He put it up to his chest and smiled at her.
"You're a loser."
He frowned throwing it back in the closet and walking up to her. She knew she was in trouble as he pushed the laptop aside and pushed her on the bed. He leaned against her between her legs. "Loser huh?"
"Big time loser." She nodded and he laughed as his lips connected with hers.
"Oh Dean," she said softly running her hand over one of his flannels, "only you could make me laugh over the most stupid things."
She took a deep breath as she pulled her clothes off and grabbed his green flannel. She pulled it on and smelled it smiling at little as it still smelled like him. A little bit of detergent, cologne, deodorant and a somewhat hint of whiskey.
She crawled onto their bed and looked at the side Dean would always occupy. She grabbed his pillow and held it to her. It smelled like him too but this smelled like his shampoo and a little of his aftershave. She closed her eyes as she felt the tears overwhelming her again.
She sniffed and held the pillow closer to her. "Wherever you are Dean, I love you and always will."
Dean held his heart as he closed his eyes. He could feel Jessica's pain. "Son of a bitch!" He got up and walked to the door. "Let me out of here!"
He slammed his palms against the door and walked around the room. He was shaking he could feel her pain, she needed him. He ran his hands through his hair in anger and frustration. "Jessica please baby don't do something stupid. Please." He sat back down on the bed his knee jumping up and down. He had to get out of there. There had to be a way out.
Melinda just finished talking to Castiel as she walked out of the house. She was going to have to try to get up into heaven to see where they were keeping Dean it was the only chance they had.
Melinda saw Sam walk out of the garage and shut the doors. Sam saw her and walked up to her. "Everything ok?"
"Yeah, Castiel and I got somewhat of a plan."
Sam's eyebrows raised in curiosity. "Oh…really? What?"
"Uh, I'm gonna sneak my way into heaven."
Sam shook his head. "We can't let you do that. That's suicide for you. You said you're on the run…"
"Sam," she smiled, "thanks for your generosity but I'll be ok. I'm doing this for Jessica and Dean."
"Why? I mean you've never met one of us before. Why do you care so much?"
Melinda looked up at Jessica's window and then looked at Sam. "Can you keep a secret?"
Sam gave her a look then nodded slowly. "Of course but am I going to like this?"
Melinda gave him a small smile. "Jessica is special."
"Special?"
"She has angel blood in her."
Sam raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Excuse me?"
Melinda laughed a little scratching her head. "I'm…I'm her descendant from a very long time ago. I fell in love with a human and well I had his daughter. They killed him and I ran and gave my daughter up for adoption. I have been keeping an eye on Jessica's family for so long."
"And your whole family has angel blood inside them?" Melinda nodded. "And Jessica doesn't know about this?" She shook her head. "You have to tell her. Maybe that's why God had sent Dean to protect her…"
"That is why God sent Dean down to protect her. He knew the angels were close to finding my bloodline. They wanted to hurt her to get to me. To punish me. And I will not let that happen."
Sam nodded understanding how anyone would do anything for family. To protect family.
"Protect her while I'm gone," said Melinda looking up into Sam's eyes and Sam felt tranced and nodded.
"Of course." Melinda stood on her tippy toes and kissed his cheek. "Thank you. I'll be back as soon as I can with information." Sam nodded and watched her walk off. She turned around and said, "Do me a favor, don't tell Jessica what I told you. This is the last thing she needs."
Authors Note: So is that a surprise or what! Reviews please :)