Author's Note: Heads up, this chapter is gonna be in Jen's P.O.V.. Also, thank you all for reading and following this fanfic! ; )
My eyes slowly opened, and I felt a knot in the back of my head. I tried to move before realizing my hands and body were bound to a chair.
"What the..." I muttered, before looking down and seeing a devil's trap beneath the chair I sat in.
"Sorry, we had to take some extra precautions." I heard a voice say with a chuckle.
My head jerked up to see Dean Winchester standing in front of me, with his brother Sam beside him.
"You." I said through gritted teeth.
I wanted so much to run and hug the brothers, but Lucifer had warped my mind, and turned me against them. Now, whenever I see any of Team Free Will, my mind is programmed to kill each and every one of them.
"Sorry about the knot in you're head, but we had to get you here somehow." Sam apologized sheepishly.
I felt myself look at him with cold eyes, "Trust me, when I get out of these," I glanced towards my restraints. "I'm going to do so much worse to you two."
Dean looked hurt, but he hid it well.
"Look, Cas already told us how you're main goal in life is to kill us." He started. "But we're gonna find a way to un-demonize you."
I sighed, "Thanks."
Sam looked at me in surprise, "Wait, you're thanking us?"
"Look, there's only a small part of me that I can control." I glanced at my feet. "There's only a small part of Jennifer Collins still in me."
I looked around to see I was in my old cabin in Montana.
"How did I-" I started to say in utter shock.
"How'd you get here?" Dean said. "Cas was able to track you down, knock you out, and teleport you back here."
"Why? Why did you bring me back here?" I asked, feeling a pain in my chest.
Sam looked at me with soft eyes, "We thought it might help the Jen part of you remember that you're not a killer."
"Which is why-" Dean walked over and started to undo my restraints.
I felt my fists clench, and I looked up at Dean in panic, "What are you doing?"
"I'm letting you go." he finished, before helping me out of the devil's trap.
I felt my hands shake, and something inside of me grew afraid. I was afraid of what I could do, but I didn't have time to warn them. I suddenly knocked Dean onto the ground and grabbed a blade from my belt. Sam tried to run over to him, but with a simple glance, he slammed into one of the walls. I couldn't stop myself as I positioned the blade to kill Dean.
"Cas, help me!" I screamed, as I tried to stop my hand from striking the Winchester.
Before I knew it, I felt a strong grip pull my arms behind my back, letting the weapon fall to the ground. The demon part of me screamed, but in all honesty I was glad my brother was holding me back. Dean and Sam picked themselves up, and by their facial expressions, I assumed my eyes were completely back.
"I'm not kidding, you guys need to go." I choked out, feeling my eyes going back to normal. "I don't want to hurt you."
"Crelius is right, you two need to leave. I'll find a place to teleport her too." Cas said.
It was hard to see the pain in both of their eyes, but there was no way I could help it.
"Fine we'll go." Dean said. "But just think of Bobby."
I stopped struggling against Castiel's grip. I felt as though I was back to being my normal self, or as normal as you can be when you're an angel possessing a human body.
"What did you say?" I muttered.
"I told you to think of Bobby, alright?" Dean said more sternly. "I told you a long time ago that I was never going to give up on you, and Bobby would do the same. Even when he thought you were a Wiccan, and had the potential of turning evil, he didn't just pack up and leave you."
I was left pretty speechless after what Dean had said. To be honest, I think we all were.
"You can control it if you try. Trust me, I would know." Dean finished.
I had forgotten there was a time that he was a demon. I felt Castiel's grip loosen a little, and for once, I felt in control of my actions. Dean slowly walked over to me, and gave Cas a nod. My brother backed away from me, letting me go.
"We're not gonna leave you." Dean said, getting a nod back from Sam.
I cautiously walked over to the both of them, and whether they liked it or not, I hugged them. I hadn't seen them in years, and when I did, the first thing I did was try and kill them.
"I'm so sorry." I said quietly, still embracing them in a hug.
I was sorry I had killed myself to try and prove a point to Lucifer. I was sorry that I had to come back as demon. And I was sorry for the pain that I had probably brought all three of them.
"It's alright." Dean reassured, finally pulling back from the hug.
I sighed, "So, what's the plan to get this freakin demon out of me?"
"Is there anyway we could perform an exorcism?" Sam asked, looking at all of us.
I shook my head, "No. It may expel the demon, but it also might expel the angel part of me as well. And like I said, Jennifer Collins wouldn't still be alive if it weren't for me."
"Crelius is right." Castiel agreed.
"What sort of demon are you anyway?" Dean looked at me.
I shrugged, "I'm not for sure. I guess I'm in the middle. I'm not a powerful demon like Lucifer, but I'm not like any normal one as well."
"Well we'll figure out something, don't worry." Sam said quickly. "Let's just head back to the bunker and try to find anything on it."
We all nodded, and Cas raised his fingers, ready to snap.
"Hold on." I quickly said. "I'll catch up in a minute."
Dean looked at me in concern, "Are you sure you can get there okay? You know, having to fly or whatever you do."
I rolled my eyes, "It's more like teleportation. I'm not Mary Poppins, Dean."
He chuckled and nodded to Cas. My brother nodded, and snapped his fingers. I was left there in my old home, alone.
"You're such a great little actress." I heard behind me.
I turned around to see Crowley standing there with a smirk on his face.
I looked at him with a look of hatred, "Why are you doing this?"
"I think you know why."
And in my heart, I knew he was right. I knew it was because I was the greatest weapon that there ever was against the Winchesters.