Left to Right (A Supernatural Fanfic)

Chapter 5 - I Want to Know What Love Is

•Jessie's Point of View•

By the time I awoke, everyone was awake and working on the case. I walked like a zombie to them with my eyes halfway closed. I felt so tired. "Woah, woah, woah, slow down there, Jessie," Sam said as he helped steady me. "I'm just tired. I'll be fine," I said groggily.

Basically they found a connection between all of the victims. They all had the same blood type. Apparently while I was sleeping, they all had time to go undercover for an hour. Sam went to get the information that the cops had. Dean and Cas went to check the bodies that were found. According to the information Sam had found, victims are being taken or killed every two days in a pattern. One day someone would be taken, the next they'd be killed, then taken again. It really didn't make any sense to me. If I was killing people, I would make there be no pattern so no one can track it. That would make more sense.

"Does anyone here have the same blood type as the victims?" Cas asked. No one said anything so I'm guessing that meant no. I got my laptop and looked up each place a person was killed or last seen. I then got a map and marked each location. The dots formed a circle. I'm guessing the nest of vampires is in the middle. "Nice job, kiddo,"Dean said as he patted my shoulder.

Sam suggested that Cas could keep an eye on the places on the circle tonight while he and Dean could look for the nest inside the circle. Of course I would just stay here but I've come up with an idea. Instead of them going in without help from me, I'm going to buy some mini cameras and speakers like how spies have them in movies. I'll be able to research anything they need quickly or advise them on where to go. It's a way for me to be there without physically being there. I haven't told anyone the idea yet but I'm sure they'll support it.

"Let's roll," Dean said as he lead everyone to the door. I hugged each of them goodbye and wished them luck. "Go get those bloodsuckers," I whispered to Dean as I hugged him last. He said, "You bet I will."

After they were gone, I ate some cereal for breakfast and got dressed. I found some random pair of ripped jeans and a short sleeved shirt that was black and had white on the ends of the sleeves. Then I put my blonde hair into a ponytail and put my shoes on. As you can tell, this is my lazy outfit. It's not like I have anyone to impress anyway.

I leave the bunker and realize I need a car to get to a store for my plan. I can't go buy high tech things in the store without a car. I'm so dumb. May as well take a walk I guess. The sky is clear and birds chirp their cares away. Everything seems perfect. I walk for about thirty minutes until I hear a car speeding towards the bunker. I run towards it and see Dean's impala. Cas runs out with something in his hands and goes into the bunker, followed by Sam and then Dean. I follow them inside and hear them screaming my name. "I'm right here," I say behind Sam. "We need your help," he says. His face is filled with worry. Cas turns around to face me and I see...a baby? Wait a second. Why is he holding a baby? Where did t come from? "A baby?" I ask in extreme confusion. "Cas was walking along the border of the circle and he saw a woman walking with her baby in a stroller. The park was right by the woods and right on the path of the circle. A vampire knocked out the mom and took her but left the baby. Cas didn't get to save her on time but he did save him. We need your help to take care of him while we go back to the nest of vampires," Sam explained. "So I'm the only babysitter on call then?" I joke. "Only the best," Dean smiles. "Let me see this little guy," I say as I pick up the baby. He's so small and light. I think he's only a few months old. "Hey there little dude. Where's that smile?" I say as I tickle him. He does that cute baby laugh and my heart melts. "You look like you have experience," Cas points out. "I used to babysit sometimes. I love babies," I say with my high pitched voice that I use when talking to cute, tiny things (aka babies and puppies). "You're a natural," Dean compliments. "Thank you, bestie," I say as I playfully punch him in the arm. "Hey, no violence around the infant," he says. "Look at Dean being all responsible. Jessie has done the impossible," Sam says with a laugh. Dean punches him and we all start laughing. "I'll need baby stuff if he's going to stay here," I mention. "Let's go shopping. Cas and Sam should stay here and guard the fort while we're gone," Dean tells me.