Lost ¥ Dean Winchester [2]

7

A few hours had passed by. Sully, Jessica, Sam and Dean were now at the house where Sully's friend, Sparkle, had been killed.

"Hey, Sully." Jessica elbowed the man's side. "Want to see something funny?"

"Sure, what is it?"

Jessica leaned forward and reached towards Dean's radio.

"Let's hope this works." She whispered to herself.

Jessica wrapped her fingers around the volume knob and turned up the music.

The song "Wanted dead or alive" by Bon Jovi blasted throughout the car.

"Gah! What the hell?!" Dean instantly turned down the music.

Jessica sat back and laughed.

Sully had a smile on his lips.

Dean turned around in his seat and glared at Sully.

"Oh, that wasn't me. It was Jessica."

"Hmm." Dean turned back around.

"So, how come they can't see you?" Sully asked Jessica.

"I'm a ghost." She replied. "It's hard to show yourself for the first time."

"Oh."

"Alright, quit talking back there. We've got work to do."

Sully sighed and nodded his head.

"I'll meet you guys inside."

Dean looked at his brother. "So, what are you thinking?"

"I think you two should go for a Bert and Ernie look." Jessica giggled.

Moments later, the boys got out of their car dressed like old men.

Jessica snickered. "Wow, you two look like you work at a daycare center."

Dean grumbled as he fixed his sweater.

"Why do I have a feeling Jessica is laughing at us right now?"

"Because I am." She whipped a tear from her eye as she sighed. "Man, you two just look absolutely hilarious."

"Dean, you didn't have to come with." Sam said.

The conversation between Dean and Sam seemed to echo in Jessica's ears. The woman spun in circles as she began to hear a group of voices.

"Hello?" Her voice echoed.

The voices got louder.

"Ack." Jessica covered her ears but the voices seeped in.

"Stop." She pleaded. The voices only continued to grow.

"I'm trying to bring about their destruction!" A woman's voice echoed in Jessica's ears. "And all you care about is burning houses to the ground and starting a new generation!"

"What's so wrong about a new generation?" This time, a males voice filled Jessica's head.

"Just, stay on task. Do as your told."

"And if I don't?"

"I'll slit her throat. And you'll never see her again."

"Don't you dare think about touching her!"

The woman laughed.

"You know, for a man killing people, he sure does care an awful lot about his own mother."

"If you so much as touch her, I'll make sure you stay dead."

"Oh, honey, you don't even have the right weapon to kill me. But I'll give you a pat on the back for trying."

The man huffed in annoyance. Soon, the two voices faded away.

As Jessica took in a deep breath, she saw Sam, Dean and Sully walking back to the Impala.

"Whoa." Sam stared at the car. Half of the hood was covered in frost. "Dean, look."

Dean looked over towards his ride and gasped.

"What the hell happened?"

Jessica looked towards the Impala and noticed that her left hand was on top of the hood. She quickly took it away and saw that she left a handprint behind.

"I-I didn't mean to. Sorry Dean."

Dean walked around to the drivers side and saw a small handprint.

"Jess?" He called out.

"She didn't mean to do it." Sully said. "She says she's sorry."

Jessica groaned as she felt a strange pain in her stomach.

"But she's in pain. Something seems wrong."

"What-what is it?" Dean asked worriedly.

In front of the two hunters, they could see something flickering.

"Jess?" Sam looked at the girl.

She stopped groaning and stood up straight now. Her head slowly turned towards Sam.

"Can you-can you see me?" Jessica asked.

Dean stepped forward.

"My god I've missed you."

"I've missed you t—"

Suddenly Jessica disappeared.

Dean spun around frantically looking for his wife.

"Where'd she go?"

"It's ok, she's still here." Sully said as he stared at an empty space next to Dean. "A little exhausted, but she's ok."

"Sammy," Dean started. "After this, I want to do some research."

"Research? On what, exactly?"

"We're gonna bring Jessica back. There's gotta be a spell or something that can help us."

"Yeah, last I checked it's called selling your soul."

"I'm not talking about that Sam. There's gotta be something else."

"Ok, first we help Sully. Next we'll help Jessica."

Dean nodded his head.

"Don't worry Jess, we'll bring you home. I promise."