² Deception - Dean Winchester

Fifty-Eight

Jenny knocked hard on Bobby's door, shoving her hands deep inside her pockets. Dean kept look at her, almost as if he was begging for her to look back. But she couldn't.

Bobby opened the door, his eye's immediately landing on Sam, astonished. "Hey, Bobby." Dean greeted, looking away quickly. Sam smiled softly.

"Hey, Bobby."

"Sam. It's good to ... see you up and around." Bobby said quietly, looking at Jenny. "Hey, Jenny."

"Hi." She answered, walking inside

Sam followed after, patting Bobby on the shoulder. "Thanks for patching me up."

"Don't mention it." Bobby looked at Dean hard, almost vibrating with unspoken emotions.

"Well Sam's better. And we're back in it now, so... what do you know?" Dean asked stiffly. Jenny crossed her arms, noticing that Sam was looking at his brother curiously, confused.

"Well, I found something. But I'm not sure what the hell it means." Bobby shrugged, Jenny turned to him.

"What did you find?"

"Demonic omens... like a frickin' tidal wave. Cattle deaths. Lightning storms. They skyrocketed from out of nowhere. Here." Bobby walked over to a map on his table, pointing to Wyoming. "All around here, except for one place... Southern Wyoming."

"Wyoming?" Dean frowned, Jenny humming in amusement.

"Nothing ever happens there." She joked, even though she was still angry.

"Yeah. That one area's totally clean – spotless. It's almost as if..." Bobby trailed off, sighing. "As if... The demons are surrounding it."

"But you don't know why?" Dean asked. Bobby shook his head, walking around his table.

"No, and by this point my eyes are swimming. Sam, would you take a look at it? Maybe you could catch something I couldn't."

"Yeah, sure." Sam said as he looked down at the map, Bobby turning to Dean and JennyZ

"Come on. I got some more books in the truck. Help me lug 'em in." Dean nodded, Jenny reluctantly following.

Dean and Jenny followed Bobby out into the junkyard, where Jenny finally stood in front of Dean, slapping him hard across the face. "Jesus

"I cannot believe you, Dean Winchester!" She yelled, hoping Sam hadn't heard her. Bobby turned around, looking about as angry as Jenny, but she clearly had a lot more rage building up.
"You did it, didn't you?!" Dean looked away from Jenny. "Look at me, god dammit!" She grabbed his shirt with her fists, yanking him. "How long did you get?"

"Jen—"

"HOW LONG?!" She bellowed, angry tears threatening to fall. Dean looked at Bobby as if for assistance, and he shook his head.

"You better answer her, Dean. Or I'd have ripped you a new one by now." Dean's eyes flickered back and forth between Bobby's and Jenny's.

Jenny looked betrayed. She felt betrayed. After losing Sam, she thought that was going to be it for her. She was going to quit the job entirely because Sam. And now she was going to lose Dean? It felt as if the Earth just crumbled beneath her feet, making her fall into an endless abyss of misery and pain.

"I got one year." He finally admitted. Jenny's angered gaze softened and she shoved Dean, a single tear falling from both eyes.

"You idiot." She whispered, shaking her head in disappointment.

"Which is why we gotta find this yellow-eyed son of a bitch. That's why I'm gonna kill him myself. I mean, I got nothing to lose now, right?" Dean scoffed, and Jenny just kept shaking her head.