Chapter 6: Please Don't Leave Me.

Jean drives almost nonstop for nearly five hours in complete silence. The few times that she does stop is for gas or to use the restroom. Granted when she goes inside of the convenience store to pay for the gas, her sweet tooth gets the better of her and she buys a few candy bars.

On the passenger seat beside her, Jean's cell phone rings, breaking the intense silence within the car. She picks it up, glances at the caller ID, then answers it. "Sam, how's Dean? Any change?"

"Unfortunately, no. He's still in a coma," Sam's voice is strained and full of grief. "Where are you? How long until you arrive?"

"Actually, I just pulled into the hospital's parking lot. Bobby's about an hour behind me and if you want, you can take my car to meet him later." She pulls into a parking space and turns the Mustang's engine off. "That is if you're okay to drive."

Jean opens the driver's side door and gets out of her car as Sam replies, "Yeah, I'm fine Jean."

"I'm sure you're about ready to get away from dad for a little while if you two are still at each other's throats like you used to be." Jean begins walking towards the hospital.

Sam lets out a soft chuckle, "Thanks Jean. You've always understood me."

'"Maybe...or maybe I just know how absolutely irritating dad can be." Realizing that she has forgotten something important inside her car, Jean stops and returns to her car. On the other end of the line, she can hear the deep rumbling voice of her father speaking to Sam, however, she can't make out what he's saying.

As she's opening the passenger side door of her Mustang, she can hear Sam's reply to John, "It's Jean." There's more rumbling from John, "She just pulled into the parking lot. I'm going to meet her at the entrance." While Sam is talking to John, Jean reaches inside of her car and picks up three full-sized candy bars from the passenger seat. She shoves the candy bars into the pockets of her leather jacket then shuts the car door and re-locks it. Sam's voice comes back over the phone, speaking to her once again, "Jean, which entrance are you heading towards?"

"Umm," Jean looks around for a hospital entrance sign and finally spots one. "Meet me at the south entrance, Sammy." She hangs up and briskly walks into Shiloh County Hospital.

Entering the lobby, Jean stands to her full height to make sure her moose of a little brother can easily find her; even though Sam always told her he could easily find her by her bright fiery hair. She doesn't have to wait for very long before she sees a tall man with shaggy brown hair enter the lobby. His right eye is swollen and bruised, and there are scratches scattered across his face.

A large smile breaks across Jean's face as she sets her eyes on her little brother for the first time in years. "Sam!" She calls out and the man's head turns in her direction and his green eyes meet her own. She rushes over to Sam and embraces him in a hug. "I've missed you, Sammy." When they pull away from each other, they both have large smiles on their faces.

"I've missed you too, Jeanie. What's it been...five years?" Sam asks, his eyes scanning over his older sister. "You've changed."

Jean chuckles, "It's been almost six years. And so have you..." She reaches up and grabs a lock of Sam's hair, "I see your winter coat is coming in beautifully."

Sam scoffs, " I am not a moose." He turns and begins to make his way over to the reception desk so that Jean can sign the visitor sheet.

Jean begins to follow him as she playfully remarks, "Of course not. You're a Samsquatch." When they reach the reception area the nurse behind the desk hands her the sign-in sheet and Jean signs it 'Emma McGillicutty'. The nurse then hands her a visitor badge and Jean clips it to her green and gray flannel button-up shirt. She then turns to Sam, "Lead the way Sammy. And along the way perhaps you can catch me up to speed on what happened."

As Sam leads Jean towards their father's and brother's rooms, he starts to tell her, in a whisper, about everything that has happened since the night of her drunken phone call to him. He starts by telling her how the vampires that had killed Daniel Elkins had taken from him a Colt revolver that can kill anything and how the three of them had worked together to retrieve it. Sam then tells her about the demon Meg and how she had been the one that killed Pastor Jim Murphy and Caleb. As they climb the stairs to the second floor, he goes on to explain that Meg had threatened to kill more of John's friends if he didn't hand the Colt over to her. John had taken a replica Colt and went to meet with Meg while Sam and Dean stayed behind in Salvation, Iowa with the real colt to wait for the yellow-eyed demon to show up. When the demon eventually arrived, Sam confronted him and tried to shoot him but he missed. Sam then tells her about Meg's phone call to them and how he and Dean went to Bobby's to trap Meg and interrogate her.

At this point, Sam stops and turns to Jean and asks her, "By the way, where were you? I thought Bobby was supposed to be watching you like a hawk?"

Jean runs her hand through her long, red hair. "I thought that Jim and Caleb should have hunter funerals and I went to burn their bodies. Bobby didn't want to go so he asked Rufus to go with me." Jean says this last part with clear irritation in her voice. "I felt like a damn child having someone following me around all the time."

They begin to walk again and Sam picks up where he left off, with Dean, Sam, and Bobby exorcising Meg and sending her back to hell. Before she died, Meg's vessel managed to tell them that John was still alive and being held by demons. They managed to find John and rescue him but it turned out he was possessed by the yellow-eyed demon.

Sam and Jean come to a stop just outside of a room on the third floor and Sam finishes his tale by telling her how he had shot John in the leg and about the car wreck that put them in the hospital.

Jean lets out a low whistle, "Sounds like I missed one hell of a party."

A deep male voice calls out from inside of the room that Sam and Jean have been standing in front of, "Sam? Jean?"

Jean steps into the room and sees her father lying on a hospital bed with his right arm in a sling and a small wound on the left side of his forehead. "Hi, dad." She walks over to the side of his bed and Sam follows her.

John's eyes seem to light up when he sees his daughter and he gives her a small smile, "Hi, Red. You look beautiful."

Jean sits down in one of the chairs beside John's bed then pulls out the three candy bars from her jacket pocket and tosses one to Sam, another to John, then rips open the last one and takes a bite. John asks her, "Do you always carry candy bars around with you, Red?"

Jean shakes her head, swallows her bite of delicious sweetness, then replies, "Not always. Usually I just carry around a handful of hard candies."

John frowns, "You need to be careful Jean or hunters are going to mistake you for a trickster."

Jean shrugs, "There are worse things they could mistake me as. Sammy just told me about what happened with yellow eyes. I've got to admit, dad, I always thought it would be Bobby who finally shot you."

"Bobby would've been the safest bet," John replies.

Jean smirks at John's joke before she becomes serious, "Do you have any idea what yellow eyes meant by his 'plans' for Sam and others like him?" She frowns, "How many others like Sam could there be?"

John shakes his head, "I don't know." Jean, who is watching John carefully, can tell that he isn't telling the truth, but she decides not to say anything. She knows that if she calls John out on his lie, it will only start a fight between Sam and John. And with Dean in a coma, now seems like a poor time for them to be fighting.

A thought occurs to Jean and she asks, "Do you think I could be one? I mean I've never had any psychic visions, but demons seem to really hate to be around me."

"What?" Both Sam and John exclaim.

"Yeah...Bobby and I went to a restaurant yesterday and ran into a trio of demons. I had forgotten my cell in the car and went to go get it. On my way out, I noticed our waitress's eyes flash black, so I got my phone, texted a warning to Bobby, and grabbed a couple of flasks filled with holy water. I proceeded back inside going through the back door and as soon as the demons saw me they smoked out of their meat suits and hauled ass out of there."

There is a puzzled look on Sam's face and a deep frown set on John's. "I...don't think so," Sam says. "The demons that Dean and I have encountered seemed more than happy to use me as a punching bag. Did you have anything else on you that may have warded off the demons?"

Jean shakes her head, "Nope. Just the flasks of holy water and my iron knife. Nothing that would do any major damage to a demon."

John's eyebrows are furrowed together like they always do when he's deep in thought. "I think what happened to you, Jean, has nothing to do with yellow eyes' plans but is something else entirely. I've never heard of a demon just leaving their vessel and fleeing like that before. Did Bobby say an exorcism?"

Again Jean shakes her head, "No. Bobby is just as confused by this as we are."

John suddenly becomes angry, "Why didn't you call me or your brothers?! Something like that happens, you need to call me right away!"

Jean crosses her arms across her chest in an effort to control her rising temper. "If I remember correctly it was you who told me never to call you or the boys for help when I started hunting on my own," Jean replies, her voice full of sass.

A flicker of regret passes over John's face before being replaced by anger once again. "I see you still have an attitude problem."

Well, so much for not starting any fights while Dean is lying on his deathbed. Jean jumps out of her chair in anger, "Go fuck yourself."

Sam, seeing the huge fight that's about to ensue, steps between his older sister and their father. "Whoa, whoa, whoa...Jean, come on...I'll, uh, take you to see Dean." Sam places a hand upon Jean's upper back and begins to lead her out of the room.

Before they leave Jean says over her shoulder, "If you're not careful, old man, another one of your kids is going to shoot you." Sam looks at her in disbelief, "What? I'm joking...sorta." Sam playfully pushes her out of the door.

It is a short walk down the hallway from John's room to Dean's. When Jean walks into the room, and sees Dean hooked up to a life support machine, her chest tightens making it hard for her to breathe. "Holy shit, Dean..." She takes off her jacket and tosses it on one of the chairs then she removes her flannel button-up, leaving her in just her gray camisole. Just barely peeking over the top of the camisole is a bit of black ink from a tattoo.

Sam notices it, "You got a tattoo?"

"Yes, right over my heart. It reads 'Laoch' which is Gaelic and means warrior."

"I wouldn't let dad see it if I were you. He'll go nuts."

Jean winks at Sam, "Why do you think I got it in the first place?"

Sam lets out a slight chuckle, "You rebel." Sam nods his head towards Dean, "I'll, uh, let you have some time alone. I need to talk with dad about something."

"Okay," Jean pulls a chair up next to Dean's bed. "And Sam...thanks for getting me out of there before things got really ugly."

Sam gives her a small smile, "No problem, Jean." He then leaves and returns to John's room.

Jean pulls her chair closer to Dean's bed and begins carefully running her fingers through his short dark blonde hair. "I don't know if you can hear me Dean, but I swear...if you die, I will be right behind you and I will kick your ass in the afterlife." She sighs, "All joking aside...do you remember when we were little and you would sing me Metallica songs when I was hurt or scared? I guess it's my turn to sing to you, huh?"

Jean begins to softly sing Metallica's 'Nothing Else Matters' to her comatose twin brother. As she sings, she's completely unaware that Dean's spirit is in the room and singing along with her. As a matter of fact, he's been following her around since he first spotted her when she entered the hospital.

As soon as she finishes the song, someone clears their throat from the doorway. Jean quickly wipes the tears that are forming from her eyes then looks up to see Sam standing there. "Sammy?"

"Hey, Jean. I was wondering if I could borrow your car to meet with Bobby?"

"Yeah, as long as you're sure you're okay to drive." Jean stands up and takes her keys out of her pocket. She tosses the keys to Sam, who catches them single-handedly. "It's the blue '68 Mustang."

"Thanks, Jean. Dad also asked me to pick up some stuff for him, he said it was for protection from the demon."

Jean looks at Sam in slight confusion, "Let me see the list, I might have some of it in the trunk of my car."

Sam pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket and hands it to Jean. "I know where I can get most of these things, but I don't know about the acacia and oil of Abramelin..."

"What?!" Jean quickly scans the list, "That son of a bitch!" Jean starts to storm out of the room.

"Wait Jean!" Sam stops her by grabbing her arm, "What's going on?"

Jean is trying to hold back her quickly escalating anger at her father, but it's clearly a losing battle. She holds the piece of paper up, "This isn't for protection!" She takes a deep breath and hands the list back to Sam, "I have everything but the oil of Abramelin in my trunk and Bobby should have some of that. The only way to open the trunk is with a special key on my keychain." Sam is looking at Jean, confused. "Go meet with Bobby, Sam. I'm going to go have a few words with our father and I don't think you'll want to be around for it."

Sam shifts his weight from one foot to the other nervously. Jean has always had a terrible temper and she can become absolutely terrifying at times. He still remembers the last time Jean 'had words' with John...it did not end well. "Uh, okay. Just remember that this is a public place and there are plenty of witnesses." Sam jokes, trying to lighten Jean's mood.

Jean lets out a soft chuckle, "Don't worry...I don't kill family. However, I can't promise you I won't beat him to within an inch of his life."

Jean and Sam part ways; Sam heading for the stairs and Jean for John's room. She enters the room and turns to shut the door behind her. She just stands there for a moment with her hand resting against the door and trying to rein in her rage. John notices his daughter silently standing at the door and he immediately becomes concerned. "Jean? What's wrong?"

At the sound of his voice, Jean snaps and all the fury she's been trying to hold back bursts forth and she begins to shout. "What's wrong?! What's wrong is that your oldest child is on a hospital bed fighting for his life and all you can fucking think about is summoning that damn demon! What the fucking hell is wrong with you?!"

John's face twists in anger and he shouts back, "Don't you dare take that tone of..."

Jean interrupts him, her eyes glowing crimson orange from her anger, "SHUT UP! I'm not done talking yet!" John looks at his daughter in alarm, but she just continues to yell at him. "What are you planning to do?! Kill the demon or make a fucking deal with the damn thing?! If you plan on making a deal, you know you're making a fucking mistake! Demons can't bring back someone who isn't really dead, only reapers can do that!" Jean falls silent as a thought suddenly occurs to her, "You don't believe Dean's strong enough to survive this...I don't fucking believe you! How can you have so little faith in your own son?! Dean has been nothing but absolutely loyal to you! He has done everything you ever asked of him and more! And this is how you repay him?! By giving up on him!!"

By now John's face is red from anger, "I am not giving up on Dean! I might not have been the best father, but at least I never walked out on this family."

If looks could kill, John would be dead about a hundred times by now. Jean's eyes glow brighter as she stats, "No, you just neglected your children; left us alone in shady motels for days on end starting when Dean and I were nine and Sam was barely six; treated us like we were your personal soldiers; and dumped us off on anyone who would take us whenever you felt like we would get in your way! Because of your damn fucking obsession with this demon Dean, Sam, and I were robbed of a normal childhood. Hell, you most likely robbed us of having a normal life period! We'll never be able to settle down, find someone who isn't a one night stand, get married, and raise children! All because of you!"

John looks absolutely devastated by Jean's cruel words and opens his mouth to say something, but Jean holds up her hand to stop him, "Don't...just don't. You accuse me of walking away from this family, but you walked away from this family the day you chose to pursue your desire for revenge over raising your own children!" Jean walks over to the door and opens it, her eyes back to normal. "I'll be with Dean. When Sam returns, send him to see me."

She then exits John's room and returns to her twin's side. "Don't worry Dean...I've got a plan and as soon as Sammy returns I'm going to get you fixed up...no matter what."