Takes place shortly before episode fifteen of season one. I own Tala Galtero and my friend owns Jennah Bailey. Original Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke. This is only the beginning of a series. "Because It's Not Me" is only the first story, there will probably be over four others, in a series.

Get Your Facts Straight

Ch. 2 Part 4

When I came to, Jennah was strapped down to a chair with iron rings around her wrists and ankles. I looked for Bobby and found him at his desk putting away a first aid kit. I looked at my leg and saw that it had been patched up.

"Bobby, I want that thing out of Jennah." I said not looking at her.

"Right, let me get my things."

"You don't have to call me a thing. I have a name you know. It's Suzanne." Jen smiled at me sweetly, fluttering her eye lashes.

I glared at the thing that was inside my best friends body. She just smiled back and tried to work her hands free of the binds around her wrists. I looked up at the symbol drawn on the ceiling.

"You're sure this will hold her Bobby?" I frowned in doubt.

"I'm positive. It's a demons trap, she wont be getting out of it anytime soon." He moved some books aside and picked up one in particular.

I nodded my head and looked back at the demon. "Okay, you have one chance to tell why you took residence in my friends body before we send you back to hell, Sandy."

"I told you my name is Suzanne!" she snapped back.

I got up, stepping forward, and crouched down in front of her, my anger getting the best of me. "I don't give a flying fuck if you're name's Sally. You're in my best friend. And I'm not gonna stand for that."

She glared at me. I took a step back, trying to calm myself. Bobby took a step forward to stand next to me. In one hand he had an old book and in the other was a flask of what I presumed was the holy water.

"You know Tala, all that anger isn't good for you. But I understand where you're coming from, Jennah is all you have left. After you practically disowned your own mother, the rest of your family slowly trickled away out of your life. They didn't approve of what you did. They didn't even want to hear your side of the story because mommy is always right."

I snapped. I pulled my hand back and slapped her across her face with tears nearly in my eyes. Her face was blank for a minute before she broke out laughing hysterically. My hands shook as I pulled my right one back to slap her again.

"Tala! That's not going to help. Calm down and don't let her get in your head! She wants you to get angry, demons get a kick out of it." Bobby had stepped between me and Jen, and was now giving me a stern look.

Taking a shaky breath, I stepped back and took a seat on the couch again. I leaned over, putting my elbows on my legs, fixing my eyes on the floor. Jennah was still giggling like a little school girl as she watched me.

She licked her lips and smiled. "You'll always be alone Tala. You're just.. different."

I clamped my mouth shut to keep myself from screaming slander at her. Bobby began to chant something in Latin and the demon inside Jen began to wither in pain. She screamed in agony as I watched. She cursed Bobby and I and everyone we knew. She swore she'd be back but none of her cries stopped her from being exercised. I watched as black smoke left Jennah's body and shot up into the demon's trap on the ceiling.

"Jennah?" I got up and managed to hobble over to her as the pain in my leg came back. The rush of anger I had was now leaving me and without the adrenaline, my leg would go back to being nearly useless for the time being.

Her chin was resting on her chest and her eyes were closed. I began to fear the worst when she finally started to open her eyes. Her eyes were out of focus and then she started to look around like she couldn't believe her eyes. She looked at the cuffs that held her arms to the chair and then slowly looked up at us.

"Is it gone..?" she murmured.

"Yep. Back to where it came from." Bobby undid the cuff links and helped her out of the chair. With mine and Bobby's help we managed to get her over to the couch. Bobby left the room and I continued to sit next to Jen.

Finally I threw my arms around her shoulders and hugged her tightly. I was nearly in tears when she managed to pull herself away.

"I'm so sorry Tala.. I don't even remember how it happen..." she wrung her hands as she spoke. "But I remember everything that it did while inside of me. I shot at y'all.. and I hurt your leg..."

"Oh this?" I wiped my tears away and motioned at my leg. "It's nothing. It'll be better before you know it. But are you okay?"

She looked down at herself as if examining her well being and looked back at me. "I think so. It was just a weird.. and horrible feeling not being able to control my body and doing all those horrible things."

Just then Bobby came back in holding three beers. He walked right up to us and held out two of them in his left hand. "Figure you could use that beer now." he gave a small smile while we each took a bottle.

Bobby let us stay a couple of weeks so that my leg had time to heal a little before we set out on the rode again. We spent the time reading in his study or just laying about outside while Bobby worked on my pickup. He finished the secret compartment I wanted and showed me how to unlatch it. He even gave us some of his guns to stock inside but made us swear we weren't going to loose them. Bobby grew on us. He was like a dad to me and Jen, scolding us and making us do chores when we complained that we had nothing to do. We didn't mind though. It was nice to be able to do normal stuff for a while. Then it was time for us to leave. We'd spent enough time fooling around and it was time to get back to work.

"There's a rumor going on about how there's somethin getting folk in Watertown. Not sure what, just know that people are disappearing. Since you're starting up again, you might want to check it out."

"Thanks Bobby. For everything." Jennah gave him a hug and caught him by surprise. It looked like he wasn't sure what to do at first but he ended up giving her a awkward hug in return.

I gave him a side hug and also thanked him before we climbed up into my truck. Once we got onto the road, I turned on the heat and relaxed a little.

"Why don't you look up this Watertown and read up on the disappearances, so we don't go into this blindly." Jen cracked a small smile as she reached into her pocket to bring out her phone.

It was silent as she looked through her phone. After a while she gave a groan. "The disappearances have been at a skimpy bar. Most of the people who have gone missing are the female waitresses. Look at this picture! It's not really hard to imagine why they're going missing!"

She held the phone out to me and I peered down at it quickly before returning my eyes to the road. The girl that had most recently gone missing was standing behind a bar wearing hardly nothing. She wore torn up blue jeans and a frilly pink bra. I frowned as I handed her phone back.

"That's their uniforms." Jennah shook her head in disgust.

I tried not to smile as I realized we would have to get jobs there to get close to those who knew the previous victims. "Well, you better start working on your tan lines."

She stared at me slightly confused before realization came across. "Oh God no! I'm not wearing that!"