Shadowhunters Don't Wear Plaid [The Mortal Instruments x Supernatural]

Chapter 7: The Curious Case of Dean Winchester

I wake up to the Institute Infirmary's walls and a stinging feeling on the back of my neck. I wince as I begin to get up slowly when two arms gently push me back down, 

"Hey hey hey, take it easy Sam." 

I turn my head to see a pale and sweaty Dean, his eyes wide and his mouth agape, "D-Dean? What happened?" 

"I'm not sure Sam, what do you remember?" He clasps his hands together and looks at me with a trained eye. 

I look forward and try to remember the night. We went to Central Park and split up to all of our spots we were given. I found a demon and tried to lure him out when Jess-- 

Jess. 

I suck in a large breath and let out a shaky breath, "I don't know if what I saw was real or if I was hallucinating but," I look at him with tears welling in my eyes, "I saw Jessica." 

His whole body jolted back, "What do you mean Sam? She's alive?" 

"No." I say as the memories roll into my head, the pain of it putting a knot in my throat, "Something was wrong with her, she was telling me it was my fault-- over and over again--" 

"Sam, you do know it's not your fault--" 

"Besides that," I say too quick, he looks at me with a sad grimace, "she began to bleed out of her stomach and she just froze, and wouldn't stop saying it-- as if she was stuck in the moment it happened." I let out another shaky breath, "I couldn't take it anymore so I-I killed her." Again.

Dean got up and walked away slowly, his hand on his chin, "Then what happened?" 

I closed my eyes, "I fell and the last thing I saw was one of the demons coming towards me before I blacked out." 

Dean let out a sigh, "Yeah, I found you being stung by a Dahak demon in the back of your neck. I fought it off, but soon enough many more appeared from the dark. I was almost toast until Magnus came running to the rescue. He had a feeling that something went wrong-- I guess warlock powers." 

"But also beside your body we noticed that there was a burning mark sinking into the ground. So, I'm thinking the Jess you saw was the Demon of Fear." 

"Agramon? But he's gone. Destroyed." 

Dean shrugs, "Maybe he came back. Magnus was saying that he believed that they were following a leader, as Dahaks usually do, Agramon would be a strong leader that they would follow." 

"You really think I killed the Agramon demon?" My head pounds harder and harder each minute, "And you think it appeared to me as Jess?" 

Dean looks at me with a sad smile, "Sam why wouldn't it have? She was your heart-- you nearly gave up when she passed." 

Old memories of my tormented thoughts and reckless actions came into my head. All the times I almost got Dean killed, and all the women I would leave in the dust after I would use them. I close my eyes, trying to shake away the images, I am no longer him. 

My eyes open to the sound of the Infirmary doors opening, "Oh thank the Angel, you're awake!" 

I turn my head to see Clary leading Magnus, Jace, and Simon towards my bed-- I actually smile, "Hi guys." 

Magnus might as well have screamed, "What were you thinking? Taking on Agramon like that!?"

Jace and Clary tensed and looked at one another and Dean spun to look at him, "You knew he was there?" 

Magnus waved a hand, "Please Dean, if I knew at the time I would not let Sam go alone. I knew it was him once we found Sam, he wreaked of him." 

Simon grimaced, "How do you know what he smells like?"