The Winchester Brothers

CHAPTER 8

Dean's POV

Jess went unconscious, and this son of a bitch still had me pinned to the wall.
"Hey, I said I would do it." We had a deal.
"Like I said, we're gonna keep her till you show us that the demon is dead." He lowered me to my feet.
"What's the name of this demon?"
"Her name is Abidon."
"Why do you need her dead so badly?"
"She is trying to take my throne."
"Oh that's right. You're the king of hell." I said as I did little jazz hands. Crowley gave us so much sass today I thought I would give it back to him
"Enough chit chat. Go get your fancy, killing tattoo, and kill her." He pushed me out the door. I looked back to see Jess still unconscious in the other demons arms.

When I got outside of the building, there was a black car with two demons standing next to it. Sam was already in the back, I got in next to him. The two demons got in the front.
"So....What? Are you guys supposed to bring us to Cain now?" I asked, Sam kept his eyes to the ground. The two demons looked at each other with their black eyes and smiled. The one in the passenger seat turned around, reached across and shoved a needle in my neck. "You son of a bitch!" Sam finally moved and tried to fight off the demon, just as my eyes tried to close. I didn't want to go unconscious, it made me feel weak, helpless. I tried to keep my eyes open, but I couldn't. I kept them open long enough to see the demon strike Sam with a needle.

Jess's POV

I open my eyes. I'm lying on a couch and sitting across from me, on a wooden chair, is Crowley. He held a piece of paper, and there was a guy standing next to him.
"G'morning sunshine." He said as he handed the piece of paper to the guy, and then he left with it. I rolled over onto my other side to have my back facing him. I don't want to be here with Crowley, I want to be with Dean. I just want to be in his arms again. My eyes fill with tears. I feel bad for what I did to them, Sam and Dean. Especially after how nice and protective Dean was being.
"It's gonna be really boring if we just sit here and don't say anything to each other." Crowley said as I wiped the tears off my face. I rubbed my eyes and tried to get the tears to stop. When I got them to stop coming, I sat up and faced him. My eyes already felt puffy. "Don't worry sweetheart. Your men will be back. What was it like anyways?" First of all, who gave him the right to call me sweetheart. Second of all, I'm pretty sure that neither of them will want to be with me after all of this is over. But what did he mean by that last part?
"What do you mean?" I asked as I pushed a piece of hair behind my ear.
"What was it like to date both Winchester's?" Why did he care so much?
"I'd rather not talk about that." I tried all I could to avoid that topic of conversation but he wouldn't drop it.
"It must have been a real shocker to find out they were brothers."
"Ya it was. Now can you just drop it."
"Which one do you like better?" He was like a teenage girl at a slumber party. I didn't answer, I just stared at him. "No answer? Okay then. Which one did you meet first?"
"No." I just want him to stop.
"Okay...Who was better in the sac?"
"Oh God! I don't want to talk about them okay!" I hit my fists on the couch. He adjusted himself in the chair and crossed his arms. He brought one hand to his face, and made it look like he was thinking.
"I bet Sam was better, cause he's-"
"Could you please just stop talking!" I was standing now.
"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Keeping you here? Or trying to make conversation?"
"Keeping me here, you dumb bitch!"
"Woah. Woah. Name calling isn't very lady like...You must get it from Dean." Now that threw me over the edge. I wanted to run over there and scratch his eyes out, but when I tried to my ankle got caught and I fell to the ground. I looked back to see what happened, and my ankle was chained to the couch.
"Oh come on." I lifted the chain with my hand. "Seriously?"
"Well it came in handy didn't it?" He smiled. I wasn't impressed, in fact I was 100 percent done with him. I sat back down on the couch.
"How long do I have to be here for?"
"However long it takes for them to kill Abaddon." I lied on the couch and put my back to him again. "Fine. Be that way. I'll be back in a couple of hours with food." Then he left.

Dean's POV

I woke up on my bed. Those damn demons put me in the most uncomfortable position, my necks all messed up. I walk out of my room rubbing my neck to see Sam still passed out on the couch.
"Sam." He didn't wake up. "Sammy." I tapped his face twice and he woke up. I got a beer from the fridge. "Want one."
"No thanks." He sat up and rubbed his neck too. I sat at the table, and he joined me. "So..."
"So..." We haven't spoken in a while, plus we just learned that we were dating the same girl.
"Look, Dean. You know I only told you not to do it because the affects of the mark is worse than you think, not because of her." He looked sincere.
"I know. But how do you think she's gonna feel after her boyfriend didn't try to help her."
"You mean, one of her boyfriends." He looked away after saying this. Well it was kind of an awkward topic. But it had to be talked about sometime so why not now.
"Ya about that. I didn't know that she was with you."
"I didn't know she was with you. I didn't even expect anything either. She didn't seem the type."
"Right." That's true. She really didn't seem like the type of girl that would cheat.  I opened my beer. "How long has she been dating you?"
"About five months now."
"That's the same for me, about five months."
"So she started dating us around the same time."
"Ya I guess. So...What did you guys do together?"
"Oh. Um. We would go to movies, and some restaurants for dates. Oh and she would-" He didn't finish his sentence.
"She would what?" Now I really wanted to know, just cause he didn't want me to.
"No, it's nothing."
"C'mon man. What would she do?" He looked away, and adjusted his position in the chair.
"She would, uh....She would braid my hair while I did research." He said quietly but loud enough for me to hear. I laughed.
"Oh, that's too good." I said as I laughed in between the words.
"Oh shut up. What did you guys do?" He crossed his arms.

I took another sip of my beer.
"We would go check all the nearby backeries for the best pies. Uh, what else did we do? Oh ya, I would teach her about the different parts of cars so she could help me when I fixed Baby." I took another sip.
"Did you guys ever..." He didn't finish his sentence. He didn't actually want to ask his question, but he wanted the answer.
"Did we ever, what?"
"You know..." He opened his eyes wide when he said this. Then I clued in.
"Oh. That. No we never, uh....Had sex."
"Oh ok. Good, good." His words were quick. Why was that good?
"What about you. Did you guys ever..."
"Oh, uh, no. No we didn't."
"Okay." We just sat there looking around, not saying anything for a couple seconds after that.
"I think I'll take that beer now." Sam sat up in his chair when he said this.
"Ya. Sure." I went to the fridge, got him a beer and another for myself.
"Okay. Can we talk about how we're gonna get you that mark now?"
"Sure."
"So Crowley is just gonna bring us to the area where Cain is and what? We have to find him?"
"I guess. I just wish that damn son of a bitch would hurry up though. Cause the sooner we kill this demon, the sooner we get Jess back." I said as I popped the top off my beer.
"I know." Sam said. Everytime saving Jess comes into play, he shuts down. I know how he feels, cause she did the same to me, but how could he just stop caring about her like that? It's just not something Sam would do. I think Bobby's death really hit him hard. I'm still hurting too, but there are bigger problems and he has to realize that. At least, I hope he does, because without him thinking straight we might not even be able to kill Abaddon....Or even get me the mark of Cain.