Angels and Demons.

7

"I'm Malcolm, and this is Dennis." A tall man about mid 20's said helping me up. He was oddly handsome. Jet black hair, tan skin, and very muscular.

"Jessica." She said introducing herself to the two. The other man, who must've been Dennis, stepped forward. He twirled his knife, swiftly, throughhis fingers. Not leaving a scratch.

"We know who you are." Dennis said. Jess eyed the knife in his hand. She quickly flicked her wrist and the knife flew across the room. He looked down at his hand and then back up at Jess.

"If you want to talk to me then do so without a weapon." She said. Dennis chuckled and looked to Malcolm.

"Easy. Both of you." Malcolm said looking at the two. "We're not here to hurt you Jess. We're on your side. You killed Abaddon and saved us. We thank you for that." Jess nodded.

"Oh! You two must be from the group my father told me about."

"You're right." Dennis, who had a distinct Australian accent, spoke up. "Why are you alone out here. You shouldn't be. It isn't safe-"

"I would stop right there if I were you." Jess held her hand up. "I've been lectured... lets see.." she counted on her fingers. "One.. two.. three... FIVE TIMES. Bye everyone. I just wanted some pizza and gas. Plus nothing irks me more than when someone tries to tell me I can't do something."

"We're taking you home Jessica."

"But I drove here."

"Well then you can drive but we're coming with you." Jess rolled her eyes when Malcolm said this. "It's for your own good. Just to make sure you're not followed. You killed one of Abaddons followers. More will be here soon."

"Fine. Lets go. I have pizza in the car and It can't get cold." She led the way to her car and drove back to the bunker. No one spoke at all. Malcolm was in the front, Dennis in the back. Finally, they pulled in and they walked her up to the door. Before she could even lift her hand to knock on it, it swung open. A very pissed off Dean. He eyed the two demons. He pulled out his demon blade and yanked Jess into the house. "Ow! Dean you stupid fuck! This is Malcolm and Dennis. They helped me out with a demon at the gas station."

"You went to the gas station?? I thought you were just getting pizza. What do you mean they 'helped you'." She turned and glared at him. "Oh my god! Your chest! You're all scratched up Jesus I knew I should've made you stay here. You may leave now." He said to them. They disappeared and Dean slammed the door.

"What the hell is your problem?" Jess asked him. She was beyond pissed at his actions and how much of an asshole he was being. "As you can see, I am perfectly fine."

"Whats going on?" Sam asked.

"The only reason you're fine is because they were there. If they weren't you'd probably be dead." Jess narrowed her eyes at him.

"Fuck.." Jenn said. Sam looked at her. Her eyes were glued on Jess almost as if preparing to run after her.

"Excuse you?" She asked taking a step towards him. "I did perfectly fine killing it. There was ONE demon. ONE." She said through gritted teeth. "And if you think you're going to talk to me like that you are one dumb son of a bitch."

"Jessica." Dean partially yelled. Him and her were only inches apart in each others faces. "You, and I don't mean this in a bad way, cannot go off on your own. Those armies out there are bigger and stronger than you. YOU. CANNOT. DO. IT." Jess had had it with him. One thing she hated the most was being told she couldn't do something. She could feel her face turning red hot.

"Shit. JESS STOP." But it was to late. Sam saw why Jenn was getting ready to run. He jumped back at what happened then bolted over to Jess. Jess had punched Dean square in the face causing a bloody nose. He stumbled back and looked at her, shocked. He put his hand up to his nose his eyes widened when he pulled away and there was blood on his hand. She began walking towards Dean again but this time Sam came up from behind her and held her back.