The Joys of Being a Winchester

Chapter 14

Jayde felt the motorbike puffing terribly underneath her, the engine slowly sputtering after roaring on for a good 8 hours. She was surprised to see that Dean's Sedan hadn't come to a stop yet, but she also supposed that being so domestic now he probably filled it up with fuel more often. She would never know or ask, almost their entire journey being in silence besides the occasional check to see if one or the other was still awake and good to drive. Thankful that she had finally made it to Illinois, Jayde slowed for a minute to come side to side with Dean's car, his eyes tired and Sam sleeping next to him, his head resting on the window as comfortably as possible. Jayde laughed at Dean, his irritability clearly shown through his hands gripping tightly onto the wheel at sleep deprivation; she found it funny how this world's Dean was so domesticated while the normal hunter could function on three hours, sometimes less.

"How 'ya holding up?" She asked, kicking the bike's left side as it almost gave out.

"Just peachy." Dean yawned, shaking away his tiredness and forcing his eyes to focus on the road once again. "How much further?"

"You're in luck brother, it's just coming up now." Jayde sped ahead, only to reach her destination before the bike truly broke down. The old warehouse loomed in front, looking just like it had when she first ventured down the very same road with her Dean. Feeling the engine truly start to give out under her, Jayde carefully pulled into the same back driveway and let the motor splutter into silence on its own, coming to a stop metres from the back door. Jayde figured in real life such luck was impossible, but alternate realities didn't really have rules, so she just disregarded the stupidly generous magic.

Sliding off the bike Jayde let the backpack fall from her shoulders on the seat, rummaging through for her equipment when the small black Sedan's headlights found her as the car came to a stop. The headlights shut off as Jayde walked to Sam's side of the car, knocking the window carefully to wake him up with the backpack she had carried with her. Both Jayde and Dean laughed at their brother when he jumped from his slumber, confused and startled at the sudden change in location.

She opened the back door and slid into the middle, not surprised when both of the boys instantly started asking questions.

"So what the hell is this place?" Dean was peering from the windows, slightly cautious as if he didn't want to leave the car.

"What's in the bag?" Sam asked, Jayde immediately reacting to him first and trying to move it out of sight.

"Nothing." She replied, but even though Jayde knew there was no point in lying anymore she did it anyway.

"Nothin'?"

"Yep. Nothin'."

"Fine." Sam reached back and snatched the bag from Jayde, the younger girl forgetting to anticipate the length of his arms in comparison to the distance separating them. He rummaged through for a moment, not bothering to ask about the knife he already knew about. The jar of lamb's blood however caught his eye, pulling it out to examine the contents in the little light of the car's electronic display. Dean had finally glanced at his brother and was instantly taken aback, recognising the blood for what it was immediately.

"What the hell is this?"

"Blood." Sam reacted a little more after Jayde replied in such a calm manner.

"Yeah, I can see that it's blood Jayde! What the hell is it doing in here?"

"I needed a silver knife dipped in lamb's blood."

"You needed a silver knife dipped in lamb's blood, why?"

"Because there's a creature here. It's called a Djinn. I came here to hunt it." Dean and Sam gave each other the same looks of shock and slight confusion, but a bit of fear Jayde was unfamiliar to also flickered on their faces.