Jenna's Story

Chapter 13

Disclaimer ~ I own nothing except for the character Jenna Singer. The rest goes for The CW, Eric Kripke and WB.

His warm palm extended, placing it firmly upon her brow. Frowning as he did so Jenna sent a frustrated glance at Dean. Who was seated in the chair opposite. His elbows settled on his thighs as he sat forward and watched the angel do his work. The feeling was odd to say the least, she just couldn't describe it as she closed her eyes. It was as if someone was playing within her skull causing her to shift uncomfortably in her chair. "I'm telling ya, your not gonna find anything." she objected to the hand placement causing Dean to shush her loudly. Jenna bit the inside of the cheek wanting to tell him to shut up but instead she just gave a heavy inhale of her breath. "well?" Dean spoke to the angel as Castiel released his hand from her forehead. The angel stepped back a few paces as he looked over her. Her brows furrowed as her golden brown eyes watched on. "Cas." Dean spoke a little louder gaining the angels attention. "You need to summon Crawley." those simple words caused Jenna's eyes to pop wildly open as panic began to rage inside her. "What? Why?" the words came out fast. Castiel just glanced down at her seated position then moved his eyes into Dean's direction. "Her body is covered in demonic wardings. I'm unable to break them, let alone fix what's happening to her." for a moment Jenna looked like a fish out of water as her mouth bobbed open and closed several times, it was Sam who managed to break the unbearable silence that had now filled the small room. "Why would she have these Cas?" Sam wasn't sure if he even wanted to know at this point.

The Angel looked at her for a moment before looking back towards Sam. "The demons wanted her and Dean not to get close. Their soul-mates and this was the demons get out clause to stop their futures." Jenna just stared wide eyed at the older hunter as she watched his Adam apple bob up and down in his throat several times. Abruptly she stood. "Get Crawley here now!" she bit out between her teeth. Enraged by the very thought that she'd been tainted by a demon. "let's just calm down here a minute." Dean attempted to reason, reaching out towards her with his hand causing Jenna to take a step back. "I can't touch you remember." her voice held a strain which he'd never heard before. Slowly he dropped his hand to his side and took a step back, nodding his head. "I'll go get the stuff we need." It was Sam's turn to comment. The hairs on his neck prickled as his eyes darted from Dean to Jenna with their stand offish body language. Eventually she turned her head to eye the younger Winchester simply stating. "Thanks." Making his exit, Sam left.

The two just looked at one another, no words said. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to make sense of what was happening. She sensed the angel taking a step towards her and saw Dean's out stretched hands ready to grab her arms. Only her brain failed to realise that he was wanting to help her, for when she looked at the older Winchester his eyes were black as night and his lips held a smirk that she'd never seen from him before. Her natural instinct was to fight. From no where she raised her first and put all her body weight into it. Connecting with his jaw and causing Dean to stumble backwards. In a fast movement she reached back to the band of her Jeans pulling out a silver knife branded with a devils trap. Swinging her arm ready to drive the knife in she was abruptly grabbed from behind by large hands. Castiel and Sam pulled her back as she flailed her arms with a murderous scream and dropped the knife. Sam shouted her name in an attempt to calm her but it was futile. She shrieked and hissed at the younger Winchester as his grip held firm. Dean stood with his back planted firmly against the wall. A small flick of blood evidence to the punch at the corner of his lip. Bringing his hand to his mouth he wiped it away. He'd never seen her like this, her dishevelled locks flying everywhere as she fought against the restraining hands that were keeping her in place.
She felt the fear creep up like acid from her throat as she looked to the faces around her. These weren't the men who she knew and loved they were something different to her.

Tight rope wrapped itself around her wrists as she felt herself slammed into a chair. She struggled, writhing in the seat as she attempted to free herself from the confines of the rope. Closing her eyes tightly she wanted to disregard the images she was seeing as she continued to look ahead at the elder Winchester. "Don't you dare touch me!" She shouted out to anyone who would listen. Sam planted a hand on her shoulder as he rounded her to come face on. "Get a hold of it Jen." he spoke sternly towards her. But in Jenna's mind that isn't what she heard. That wasn't what she saw. To her Sam was Trying to attack her, his eyes joining his brothers in their blackness and Castiel? Well he was faceless, Just a blur and shifting fast. Frozen in his spot Dean could only watch as the two men fought with her. She royally was freaking him out and he didn't know what to make of it. "Dean." someone spoke. "Dean!" it was Castiel who drew him out of the daze he was currently in as he looked at the angel who was trying to contain the girl he loves. "You need to leave." Castiel firmly told him causing the elder Winchester to shake his head. "I'm not leaving her." He glared at Cas and his brother. "You have to. Its you who is causing this... Your presence." He stepped forward to where she was fighting against her restrains. Jenna began to fight more wildly then before, suddenly she froze and just stared at him. Dean swallowed as the sight. Her cheeks and forehead glistened with beads of sweat. Her eyes were wide with fear. She was afraid of him and it was for reason's unknown to him. For he didn't know what she was seeing. Her worst nightmare maybe? He drew the palm of his hand down over his mouth as he only nodded once to Castiel. Making his way around her, Dean just patted Sam gently on his back before making his exit.

All he could do was pace. His feet planting heavily upon the ground as he marched backwards and forwards outside the motel room. Behind the door he could hear her shouts and anguish. He hated this, hating seeing her this way. His mind was a jumble of incoherent thoughts that he couldn't make head nor tail of. Leaning his back against the wall next to motel door Dean just closed his eyes tightly. She pulled at the ropes screaming obscenities at the two men in the room. "Jenna just calm down, please." Sam pleaded with her as he knelt down in front of her. He'd all but expected her to have gone back to herself with Dean leaving, but that was yet to happen cause right now she was terrified. She pulled away from him when he reached out to move a hair from her glistening skin. "Shouldn't she be okay by now?" He questioned the angel. Knowing Dean was now outside it should have subsided the effects the elder Winchester had on her. Castiel stood there with his arms folded and head tilted a little to the left. "It should have." He calmly spoke, approaching her and placing his hand on her head. Subsequently settling her and her fright. Her head falling forward, chin resting against her chest as her breathing evened out. Silence, she was quiet but behind the closed lids it carried on. Her brain fought with what was real and what wasn't as those demons tourchered her. Castiel lifter her head upwards and the frown on his face grew deeper. Blood. He could see it, a build up at the corners of her mouth. "did she bleed before?" he let her head fall forwards gracefully as he looked at the younger Winchester. Sam's mouth dropped open at the sight and he quickly made his way to her her. Hands cupping her face gently as he tried to rouse her. His thumb ran across her bottom lip gathering some of the red substance. "before you got here, she. She just coughed it up. Why is she still bleeding?" he looked up to the trench coat wearing angel. "Tell your brother to get Crowley here. And fast Sam." Castiel placed a heavy hand on the young man's Shoulder. Sam didn't even look at him as he stood. Just a simple nod of the head and he vanished out the door.

Crossing his arms Castiel took in the sight of the young women. Everything that was meant to happen hadn't and all because of a curse. Something the angels had been aware of from day one. They had anticipating on the Winchesters finding out, but that never happened and after the whole apocalypse saga of Michael and Lucifer which never quite happened the angels had just let it be. Seeing her like this. Castiel feared the worse. He knew how this curse snowballs and knew that no angel could stop it. It was all put into place by the demons and was only fixable by them. He didn't like the visible blood that was slowly making its slick exit from her mouth and pooling in her lap. Internal damage of some sorts for sure, Cas felt helpless as he looked to the door as it opened seeing Sam stride in followed by the demon in his usual attire of a black suit. Before the door closed he could Dean. His hands in his front pockets and shoulders slumped. Cas swallowed at the sight of his friend and the worry he was feeling before the door closed.

"well.." the demon cockily observed as he walked around her. "She's sedated" the angel spoke quickly to him. "looks like things have sped up for Singer." He glanced down at her, wiping a hand over her hair as he said it. "and you need to fix this now!" Sam pointed to her, irritation seeping from his lips. With his mouth open ready to say something he was stopped by the demon. Crowley held his hand out towards him. "No promises moose." with the same hand he turned and placed it on her head. Closing his eyes only to open them again. Sam took a step back the the sight of the red orbs before him. The demon tilted his head as if reading something. Crowley pursed his lips retrieving his hand in the process as his eyes returned to their natural color. "this is unfixable." He stated to the men in the room. "it's just going to get worse for her. The curse has taken a life of its own." He shook his head as he looked down at her. "What?! Everything is fixable. Do something." Sam raged and walked closer to the demon causing Castiel to place a hand on his chest stopping him. "Sam." He warned. The younger Winchester glared at the angel. "No! He has to do something. She's not going to die from this." Sam's eyes wondered from from one person to the other. "I can assure you, she will die. Maybe not today but she will at some stage. That my moose is a guarantee." He smiled and waved his finger at the younger Winchester. Sam was trying to process the information that was being passed to him from the demon. "What, What if Dean and I leave her. Stay away from her? She'll be fixed right?" He was in total denial of what had been said. Sam's sad eyes drew over to Castiel and his heart just sank even more as the angel shook his head. "It doesn't work like that Sam. Jenna.." Cas sighed before starting again. "Jenna's left it too long for any of us to help her. Its too far gone." The angel looked at where the demon was standing and frowned at him as he watched Crowley stroke his fingers into Jenna's hair causing her murmur. "If Dean walks away from her, it'll buy her some time." Sam's face seemed to light up to this news. Hearing her moan a little again he shoved his hand into the demons chest. "Watch it moose." Crowley stated and wiped a his hand down his chest as if Sam had just passed him germs. "How long?... How long?!" He practically shouted at the demon. "How long will it give her?" Crowley shrugged his shoulder and casually put his hands into his pockets. "A year? Maybe two? Look guys. I'm sorry about Singer but if we're done?" He expectingly asked which caused Sam to shake his head and wave his hand at him. "Yeah. Whatever." He watched as the demon vanished.

With sorrowful eyes Sam looked at Castiel. "Isn't there anything we can do?" He prayed for all hope that there was. The angels blue eyes felt for Sam. He knew of the feelings Sam held for jenna but he also knew how strongly Dean and Jenna's bond was. "I could stop the visions but only for a short amount of time, Sam. I suggest that time should be used to say your goodbyes." Castiel placed a supportive hand on Sam's shoulder as the younger Winchester hung his head. He didn't like how this was playing out and knowing Dean was out side and waiting for a healthy Jenna made his skin crawl. With a sniff he held his head up and breathed out a shaky breath. "I'll... I should tell Dean." He looked down at her still slumped forward and restrained in her chair. "she'll be okay Sam." Castiel reassured.

Dean turned around rapidly at the sound of the door opening. After hearing the silence his mind went into over drive with what could possibly be happening to her. "How is she?" he questioned rushing over to his brother. Sam's glazed eyes fixed on his causing him to inhale deeply. "Sammy? What is it? Did Crowley fix her?" Dean frantically asked and held his brothers shoulders practically shaking him. Sighing heavily Sam shook his head. "She's not coming out of this Dean." like a band aid. The faster he told his brother the news the faster they could all get over this. Dean tilted his head to one side as if he didn't hear Sam's words. "She's?... What'd you mean?" he furrowed his brows at his younger brother and took a step closer to him. Naturally Sam stepped back, his eyes glancing to the door before meeting his brothers features. "The curse has taken a life of its own. I'm sorry Dean but there's no stopping it." pinching the bridge of his nose Sam went on. "It can only slow down but eventually it will kill her." Dean's eyes went wide with the revelation and from the look on his brothers face he was deadly serious. "Look, Dean. Cas had to sedate her back there but he's bringing her around and settling the visions for us to say goodbye." stumbling back Dean placed a hand over his chest. He felt like he couldn't breath as he looked away from his brother. "This can't be happening." When he looked back at Sam his eyes had glazed over. "So.. After everything she's gonna die anyway?" Sam answered with a nod of his head. "I'm sorry Dean." still feeling responsible he reached out to put a hand on his brother's shoulder only for Dean to shrug it off. "No." Dean warned pointing a finger at him. "This shouldn't be happening to her... Not her man." His tear filled eyes looked at his brother as he shook his head obstinately. Sam felt for him, he knew how much Jenna meant to him. The one person to have ever made an impact on his life and now he really was going to lose her forever. His shaky hand wiped over his mouth as he just shook his head again as he looked at his brother. "Cas thinks she could live for a long time Dean. She just has to stay away from us." Sam frowned as he looked at his brother. "You mean me Sam.. Its me who's caused this." Dean responded with a bitter tone to his voice. "No." Sam quickly added. "This is the angels fault, not yours Dean. Their the ones who put both your destinies into action. Not you." It was then that Dean allowed Sam to place his hand on his shoulder. Supporting him best he could. When he knew that Sam was probably hurting too.

TBC...