Sunlight ¥ Dean Winchester [1]

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This chapter has suicidal actions. If you do not feel comfortable reading this, you can either skip this part, or skim through this chapter, but it's up to you. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE.

"How many past lives have you had?" Dean asked Jessica.

"Since the angels wiped most of my memory, I can hardly remember how many I've had." Jessica sighed. "I get glimpses here and there. But that's about it."

"Huh." Dean slowly nodded his head.

"Ehem," Samuel cleared his throat. "Let's get back to Dean, shall we?"

"There's gotta be a cure," Jessica rubbed her neck as if Dean's hand was still there. "Right?"

"There is, yes." Samuel replied.

"Then give it to him." Jessica said.

"Wait," Sam started. "What if we keep him this way to help us find the nest?"

"What?!" Jessica exclaimed. "No! We need to change him back! Now!"

"Now hold on, Jess." Dean looked at his brother. "Maybe Sammy's right. We find the nest, and we find the guy who turned me into twilight."

"But-"

"Jess, I think it's best you stay here." Samuel interrupted. He was going to make Dean go weather the boy wanted to or not. He wasn't going to let Jessica stop him.

Jessica sighed. "Alright."

Dean looked at Jessica with shock.

"What, no argument?"

Jessica gave Dean a dirty look.

"No, I'm listening for once and following orders."

Dean sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

"Jess—"

"Let's go son." Samuel grabbed a duffel bag and threw it towards Dean.

"We'll be back, okay Jess?" Dean wanted nothing more then to stay with her. But, he couldn't. Dean needed the cure. And the only way to get it was to first, find the man that turned him.

"Okay." Jessica looked out of the motels window. She heard the door close and sighed.

"Come back in one piece." Jessica muttered.

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Jessica looked at the clock on the wall. It had been three hours since Dean left with Samuel and Sam.

"Ughh." Jessica sprawled out on Deans side of the bed.

"I don't get what you see in him." A female voice startled Jessica. She was now sitting up and looking around the room.

"I mean, Dean's just," the woman sighed. "How do I put it lightly. A dumbass. A stick in the sand. You can do so much better Jessy."

"Where are you?" Jessica called out.

"Over here."

Jessica looked towards the bathroom sinks and saw a shadow of a woman.

"Come closer." Jessica demanded.

The woman chuckled lightly.

"Very well."

The woman's eyes suddenly glowed red and Jessica's heart stopped.