Lost ¥ Dean Winchester [2]

9

"Jess?" Dean called out. He had quickly gotten out of bed just to see her. Yet, she wasn't answering him.

"Hey, Sammy, have you seen Jess?"

"Huh?" Sam stretched as he yawned. "Um, no I haven't. Why?"

Dean shrugged his shoulders. "You got anything?"

"Uh, let's see." Sam grabbed his laptop and looked at it. "Huh, that's weird."

"What? What's weird?" Dean asked as he took a seat next to his brother.

"Take a look at this." Sam moved his laptop over to his brother.

"What the—?"

Sam took his laptop back and read the website page.

"The prophecy states that a woman in golden light will come down from the heavens and fight her greatest enemy. It says that she will take the golden spear of Truth and Justice and kill the evil within."

"So?" Dean asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Guess we have to find this woman somehow. Maybe she'll be able to bring Jessica back."

"Let's hope so." Dean said as he sighed. "I don't think any of these spells are working. If I so much as try another one and it fails, I'm gonna lose my freaking mind."

Sam lightly chuckled. "It'll be ok Dean, this looks like it's going to work. We just need to find this woman. Look, I'm gonna start on the research. Why don't you go, um, make something to eat."

"Make something to eat?" Dean scoffed. "What do I look like, your personal chef?"

Sam laughed. "You've been stressed out about this Dean, just, do something rather than worry."

Dean opened his mouth to say something but shut it.

"Fine." He grabbed his keys and headed up the stairs. "I'll be back in an hour or so. Call me if you find anything."

"You got it." Sam said just as the door slammed shut.

The man then began his research.

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Meanwhile in heaven...

Yael advanced on Jessica first. His blade raised above his head as he let out a war cry.

Jessica used the end of the weapon she held in her hand and smacked Yael to the side. Just as he fell to the floor, an angel tackled Jessica to the ground.

"Whoa!" She had the wind knocked out of her.

The angel on top of Jessica sent his fist towards her face. She tried to block, but her hands were pinned underneath his legs.

Blow after blow, Jessica was beginning to see black spots dance across her vision.

"I need to get him off of me before I'm screwed!" Jessica said as she lightly let go of the weapon in her hand. She felt it slide from underneath her fingertips and watched as it began to float in the air.

The angel on top of her stopped punching her and grabbed his blade. He held it over his head and readied to strike.

Everything seemed to go in slow motion.

The man slowly brought down his blade. The woman beneath him had wide eyes as she watched the sharp edge get closer towards her chest.