² Deception - Dean Winchester

Thirty-Four

Jenny, Sam and Dean pulled up to Carl Gully's home, the three Hunter's glancing around suspiciously before stepping out. Jenny walked up to the steps, pausing and slowly turned to look at an angel statue in Carl's yard.

"Hey, guys. I found the sign." Jenny pointed to the statue, waiting for Dean to make a remark, but nothing followed. She turned to the impala, the seats empty. She lowered her arm, looking around in confusion. "Dean? Sam?"

Jenny walked down the stairs back to the Impala, looking inside. Nothing. Not even the big dumb dragon in the backseat. Jenny stood up, quickly rushing to the trunk and popped it open. Her eyes widened when there were only two weapons in the hidden compartment.

The Colt and Dagger.

"We are nearing the end, sister." Jenny spun around quickly at the sound of her brother's voice... His brown eyes had been replaced with yellow.

"Where are Sam and Dean?" Jenny asked quietly, her brother slowly walking towards her. Jenny was quick to grab the Colt, cocking the gun and aiming it at Nathaniel. "I will shoot you!" She yelled, though her hands were trembling with the fear of killing her brother.

"You can't kill me here. Not in your mind. But you can try to, sister." He smiled wickedly, and Jenny's expression hardened, steadying her aim.

"Where are Sam and Dean?" She asked again, Nathaniel looking around.

"They're here." He snapped his fingers, the panicked voices of Sam and Dean echoing loudly throughout the neighborhood. "Right over there, actually."

Jenny paused, turning her head back to Carl's home, where she could see herself, Sam and Dean.

Dean was gripping her shoulders tightly, shaking her as Sam was pacing back and forth. They kept yelling for her, wondering why she was frozen in her spot.

"What the hell is going on?!" Jenny yelled, turning back to Nathaniel. He laughed.

"Jennifer, everything will make sense so soon. These visions, the seeing ghosts and spirits yadda yadda... The waking up in random places." Jenny's brows raised, Nathaniel laughed again. "You may be able to somehow hide it from Sam and Dean, but you can't hide it from the one that made you. The one that made your brother!"

"Why keep using him? Is he just a meat suit now?" Tears welled up in Jenny's eyes as she straightened up, the gun in her hands trembling again. "Is Nathaniel dead?"

"Oh no. No no he's not dead. In fact, that vision you had some time ago? With your brother begging for help? Wasn't me. All him. See, if you want to kill me..." He stalked towards Jenny, pressing the gun to his chest. He stared down at the girl, smiling.

"You'll have to kill your brother, too." Jenny shook her head as Nathaniel raised his fingers and snapped.

Jenny gasped, looking around to realize she was back in the real world, no longer trapped in her own mind. Fear and worry clouded Dean's eyes as his hands were still gripped tightly to Jenny's shoulders. "Jennifer what the hell was that?!"

"What?" Jenny frowned, looking between Sam and Dean. She was trying her best to play dumb again, shaking her head. "I don't— why are you gripping me so harshly?"

"Jenny, you were out for a good five minutes. What the hell happened to you?" Jenny's brows raised. It surely didn't feel like five minutes. She sighed quietly, shaking her head.

"I'll uhm... Now isn't the time." Jenny brushed Dean off of her and quickly walked around the house, trying to shake the demon's words out of her mind.

"You'll have to kill your brother, too." His words repeated in her head over and over again like a song you couldn't get enough of, except she got sick of this song very quickly. Jenny leaned against the house, holding her stomach as she fought back the urge to puke at the thought of killing both the demon and her brother.