Chapter 1.
Sam sat in the dimly lit motel room in Bangor, Maine, him and Dean had followed a dead end lead to Crowley here and were both starting to lose their patience. They decided to drive in Bobby's direction and if they were still coming up with nothing to head over to Bobby's to get a game plan going. However they were running a little low on cash so they spent the last two days taking turns hustling in random bars. Sam was researching for any signs on where Crowley might be any omens or crossroad deals that might help them pin point where he was but was coming up blank.
Sam's laptop screen started to flicker and freeze "What the hell?" checking the wire seeing it's in right, Sam sighs "Damn it Dean, if you screwed with this again ..." The lights in the room flicker, Sam frowns. A slow stead light starts to grow in the kitchen side of the room, becoming brighter and hotter. As quickly as it came it was gone, white spots danced in front of Sam's eyes and it took him a minute or so to focus.
"Holy Shit" Sam walks towards the kitchen slowly, to find a pile of bags? "Huh?...where the hell did these...Oh Shit" Sam runs to grab his phone of the small table.
"Sam. What's up, find anything?"
"Dean you need to get back here, like, now" Sam slowly approaches the kitchen again this time walking towards the unconscious girl behind the bags.
"What, why? Man I'm killen'm here I can't just leave"
"Eh, ye you can dude cause we have a eh...problem"
"Dude this better be good" Dean sighs
"Ye, it is and hay swing by a store and grab more gauze and stuff" says Sam seeing the blood on the girls face.
"Are you hurt?" Dean asks abruptly
"Nah man, it's not for me, just hurry"
Hanging up on Dean, Sam kneels down next to the girl, shaking her shoulders "hay...hay there can you hear me?" she doesn't move. "Ok...um right" Sam gently lifts her from the floor and places her on his bed. Sam moves her long blonde hair to one side trying to get a better look at her injuries. It's hard to see if there are any cuts that caused all that blood. Sam can't see any, but he can see the tear marks on her checks. "Gezz, what the hell happened to you?" Hearing the Purr of the Impala outside the room Sam goes to get a wet cloth to clean the girls face at least.
Dean walks into the room and dumps a bag on the table, "Sammy?" turning around Dean freezes. "What the hell? Sam?!"
"Dean" Sam walks over to his bed
"What the hell man, I mean I know I always say you need to have some fun but what the hell?"
"Not funny Dean. She just appeared in the middle of the room with those bags there" Sam says pointing to the two black duffle bags in the kitchen.
"What do you mean appeared Sam?" Dean says gruffly
"I mean appeared, as in there was this huge flash of light and heat and when it stopped she was there on the floor. Look at the marks on the floor dude, its scorched"
Dean went over to the bags to examine the floor, scuffing his boot against the black mark.
"Huh, did she say anything?" Dean walked back over to the girl trying to see around Sam as he wiped her face free of blood.
"No, nothing. I tried to wake her and got nothing"
"What the hell happened to her face man?" Dean could see clearly now the blood and tear marks on the girls face. She's Pretty, he thought.
"Don't know, this was how she was when she got here but I can't see any open wounds. I think she was bleeding from her nose and mouth. She's breathing ok but I don't know Dean"
"Great, random girl appears in the room in a burst of light, should we take her a hospital? ... does she have ID on her?"
"I didn't check, I'm guessing there her bags, so go look" Sam gestured to the bags
"I'm not looken in a girls bag, you do it"
Sam sighs "Fine, here, finish cleaning off the blood" Taking the cloth from Sam Dean sits on the edge of the bed. Think Sammy's right, nose and mouth bleeding. Dean moves more of her hair out of the way, struck again by her looks. I take it back, she not pretty she's gorgeous.
"Eh... Dean, I think we have a bigger problem than what we thought"
"How can that even be possible" Dean says looking over at Sam
"Her name is Jessica" Sam read from her licence
"And that's a bigger problem how?" Sam's frowns then sighed again "Dean, I think she's from Ireland"
Deans jaw drops, but he quickly close's it "What? As in ... leprechaun's and four leafed clovers, Ireland?" Sam nods and hands Dean her licence.
"Wow, she's photogenic anyway huh?" Sam gives Dean a funny look "Dean, she unconscious and covered in blood and your still trying to sweet talk her?..."
"Well, I mean no, come on Sammy?...you got to admit she's a looker" Sam just shakes his head. "So I'm thinking we call Cas?" Dean nods yes "Seems the best lead we got"
"Cas, you got your ears on?" Dean asks
Two hours pass and the Winchesters were still waiting for Cas to answer or the girl to wake up. Dean had taken up post on his bed but his eyes kept flicking to Sam's bed. "Do you think she needs a hospital Sam?"
Sam moves from the table to the bed side. "I don't know Dean, I mean her pulse is normal so is her breathing, it's as if she's just exhausted"
The flutter of wings in the back ground does not register with either of them, when Cas speaks they both jump "Sam is right, she is only exhausted"
"Jesus Cas! ... Damn it, wear a bell" Dean tucks his 9mm back under the pillow
"Why would I wear a bell?" Cas's deadpan voice asks
Sigh "Never mind Cas, we've been trying to get through to you for hours now, how do you now she's just exhausted?" Sam asks
"Something big has happened. There was this surge of energy that threw all the angles off balance for a short time. That's why I could only come now. But I don't know why she's here there is still a lot of lose energy around this area and in other places. As far as I can tell this is the only place that energy has meant something" Cas walks towards the exhausted girl and puts two fingers to her temple. She stirs and mumbles something under her breath, then frowns as if in pain.
She just rolls on her side and falls into a more natural looking sleep. "She will wake soon, her body has been through a great deal of stress from whatever way she got here" Sam goes on to tell Cas about how she got to the room and what her ID had said. "I will go to this address in Ireland and see what I can find first. I will be back, but she may wake before that" and with a flutter of wings Cas was gone.
"Well that was great. What do we tell her when she does wake up?" Dean say exasperated
"Not sure Dean but I'm thinking we put away our weapons anyway. Just so she's no more freaked out" They both begin to clean up the knives and guns on the small table only keeping the usual ones on themselves. During this time neither of the boys notices the girl stirring on the bed, eyes twitching and opening, struggling to focus for a few seconds.
Jess sat up abruptly, gasping and backing herself against the head board of the bed. Sam and Dean gaze dart from the bed to one another, Sam slowly puts down the duffle bag he was cleaning away and begins to approach the bed. Jess panicked, quickly looks around the room and lands her eyes on the door on the other side of the room. "Hay um...We're not going to hurt you"
Dean moves steadily towards the door, assuming the girls thoughts were to make a dive for it. As he moved in her line of sight she narrows her eyes on him before quickly assessing the room again. Dean was slightly taken back with the narrowed look expecting more fear from the young girl than the determination he saw.
"Who are you?" she asks forcefully "and where the hell am I? Where's Charlene?"
Dean answers "I'm Dean, this is my brother Sam. We don't know who Charlene is or how you got here but..."
"You were brought here by something" Cas interrupts "But I don't know what or why. What I do know, is that you are no longer in your own world"
Jess stares mouth slacked at Cas for a few seconds before she snaps herself back "I'm sorry, What? ... Wait, where did he come from?.." Sam and Dean are still starring at Cas "Ye Cas, what?" Sam says
Cas sighs "I went to the address on your licence" Jess stiffens "You are not from this world, you were brought here from your world. This is not something I have heard of every being done before because as far as I can tell the world you come from has not got the magical potential to do something like this"
Sam and Dean stair at Cas like he has ten heads neither of them noticing the rising panic on Jess's face.
"Right...ye know what as fun as this all is, I'm leaving" Jess tries to stand up from the bed, Sam taking a step towards her "Take it easy you were out of it for a while"
Raising a hand in Sam's direction to stop him coming any closer Jess pushes herself to the edge of the bed "I'm sure I'll be grand, but like I said I'm leaving. And I think your friend there, needs some professional help" Jess attempts to stand but her leg buckle under her making her fall on the floor by the bed. "Awch" Sam starts to move towards Jess but she puts her hand up again "Ye know as crazy as this may sound to you just stop trying to move closer to me ye?"
Biting his bottom lip Sam takes a few steps back "Right, uh sorry... I was just em..."
"Look, I don't know any of you and your friend there just royally freaked me out" Jess was still struggling to stand "I'm sure your nice guys in a very non-serial killer kind of way but that not a risk I usually take. Besides I want to go find my friend...What the hell is wrong with my legs!" Jess sits back down on the bed in defeat, staring at her leg as if they betrayed her.
Deans fighting down the amusement he feels and moves to sit on the other bed "Look, I know you're freaked out and want to get out of here but it's not that easy" Jess narrowed her eyes at the men in the room again her mind quickly trying to find a way to defend herself against three guys. Damn it why the hell won't my legs go. And where's Charley-girl?
Dean looked on at the girl sitting in front of him and couldn't help but admire her a little at how calm she was, how wary she was of them and to be honest with himself, he had a feeling if she had any sort of feasible weapon with in arms reach it would be swung to them. "Can you tell us what you remember? We're not gonna hurt you or anything"
Sam looked at Jess again "Do you remember what happened, I mean there was this bright hot flash of light right there and you just appeared, you had a lot of blood on your face when you got here?"
Jess frowned deeply something itching at the back of her mind, blood on my face, didn't Charley mention my nose before everything went fuzzy, Jess palms her fore head, closes her eyes and took a deep calming breath. "Right..um...the last thing I can remember is ...just pain, all over. I couldn't move properly or breathe. Charley tried to get me down stairs but it couldn't move. Then there was this like...light feeling and I remember a white light but my eyes were closed so I just thought it was me" Dean felt a small jealous twinge in his mind at the mention of this Charley, dude you don't even know the girl, chill, you do not do jealous.
Cas stepped forward again "That white light is what brought you here, it was a very strong very old stream of magic. There are other power surges that have been showing up this last hour, just like before you got here. I will come back after I see to it no one else has come"
With that Cas disappeared with a flutter of wings, both boys cringed at Cas's bad move and slowly turned to see Jess sitting on the bed wide eyed. Dean sighed "Cas is not normal..." "I'll say" murmured Jess. Dean cracked a small smile at that "You're handling this really well for someone who woke up in a room full of strangers. Cas is, well...he's an Angel"
"An Angle, like heaven and hell, wings, halo and all that jazz that's how he could just..." Jess motioned with her hands to were Cas hand been standing, both boys answering yes.
"The idea of panicking when I might have needed to run for it seemed like a bad idea, but I have to admit your friend doing his disappearing act is making me think I should listen before I bolt for the door" Jess arched one of her delicate brows and waited for one of these guys to take a hint and explain why she's here.
Sam caught on quicker than Dean, and starred to explain "I was here on my own, Dean was out and the lights started flickering, it only lasted a few second before there was this steady growing hot light in the kitchen. It got so bright I couldn't look and by the time I was able to see you were on the kitchen floor with two black duffle bags nearly on top of you. I tried to wake you but you were out of it pretty good. You had blood all over your face but you've no cuts and em..."
Sam scratch the back of his neck almost like he was nervous "Go on" said Jess, fidgeting a little feeling Deans eyes on her "Well you could tell you'd been crying. And I em...just looked for an ID in your bag that's all I mean I know we shouldn't have but ..."
"Wow, there was no we, you looked in her bag" Said Dean pointing his finger at Sam. "I only did it cause you got all squeamish about it being a girls bag" Sam smirked at Dean "I did not get squeamish..." "Well then what do you call it"
There was a giggle heard from Jess, pausing them in the banter to stare at her, she had a small smile on her face "Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt" she said smartly, gesturing with her hands for them to continue.
Sam blushed and despite Dean's macho exterior he fought the urge to blush as well. Both of them apologising to Jess "Anyway, that's it, I put you on the bed and your bags are there" he pointed to the kitchen.
Jess bite her lip, "Only one of those are mine, I don't know why the two of them are there...I don't know why I'm here. I... where I am exactly?" Jess started to panic, if both bags are there then where is Charley, is she somewhere else or is she still in the B&B worried out of her mind for me.
Dean cleared his throat uncomfortably "You're in a motel in Bangor...em in Maine" Both boys held their breath to see if it clicked with Jess which Maine they were talking about. Her face looked confused at first then panicked, her breathing picked up and she swayed slightly on the edge of the bed holding her hand to her head. Dean and Sam reached to steady her but back off when she straightened herself. "Maine as in United States Maine that one?...that Maine?" "Ye, that Maine" "Oh shit...so not only am I in a different world to mine I'm not even in Ireland?" "That sounds about right, ye"
"Shit...I feel sick...ugh" Jess tried her best to control her breathing, ok in hold and out, have to calm down, in and out, ok, that's it, ye ok.
Dean looked on at Jess while she rained herself in and flicked his eyes to Sammy to see what he thought, Sam shrugged one shoulder. Dean flicked his eyes back to her and again couldn't help but admire how she was handling all this.
"Charley" Sam and Dean looked at one another again confused "What?" Sam asked
Jess steadied herself again and looked directly at the boys, her eyes stormy and barely holding back the panic behind the calm exterior. "Charley, I was with her when this happened. You said there was a bright hot light, would it have burned you if you were to close?" Sam hesitated answering weighting the options of lying to this girl "Well? And don't you lie to me" Sam swallowed hard "From where I was sitting it felt like it could burn but it didn't harm me or you for that fact. Why?"
Jess attempted to steady her breathing again but the boys could see a small hitch in it pattern. "Um...Charley was right in front of me. I mean, our feet were touching and she reached for me before I black out. I don't know what happened to her, if she's somewhere here or hurt back where I came from? What if she somewhere here and lost or hurt or end up landing if front of the wrong people...what if.."
"Wow wow wow ok, we don't know any of that. Let's just hang on for a second" Dean moved to the same bed as what Jess in an attempt to comfort her. "Cas is coming back. He said something about other power surges and he'll be back we'll figure it out then, ye?"
Jess locked her eyes on Deans for what felt like an age "Ok" she breathed, pushing herself back up the bed to rest her back against the head bored. Dean breathed a sigh of relief, one this girl was taking all this shit so fucking well he was waiting for her to shoot off and two he seriously lost himself in her eyes there just for a second. They were blue but you could see a tint of green in them depending on what way the light hit them.
Dean shook his head to rid it of those thoughts, now was not the time for that. Sam caught his brothers eye and quirked a brow at the look he had given Jess, Dean shook his head, not now Sammy.
"So, I'm assuming that you two are used to weird stuff happening, neither of you seem fazed at all?" Dean threw Jess small smile "You could say that". Sam cleared his throat "I think maybe we should fill you in a bit? I mean, if you feel up to it?"
"I'm not going anywhere. Oh but, well I suppose you already know my name is Jessica, but most people just call me Jess or Jessie" She smiled gently at him. Her eyes really do give her away, I mean that smile seemed genuine...and sweet. Dean shook his head gently.
"So you said there was thing's you wanted to fill me in on?" Jess asked gently.
This girl has some serious coping techniques Sam admitted to himself before him and Dean launched into a description of ...well...everything what they fight and what exists in their world as well as the rise of Lucifer.