09x23 - Chase the Ace - Part Three: Time and Again
Episode number: 09x23 of Season 9 Fan Fiction (S9FF)
Title: Chase the Ace
Subtitle: Time and Again
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 1,288
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: violence, langauge
Lockhart reported directly to Therion. Normally his position was fairly low on the totem pole, but when it came to bad news, no one wanted to be the messenger. He was surprised that Therion didn't incinerate him immediately.
"I know," she replied. "I need you to return to the household as their dog. When the phone rings, answer it in your human form. Am I understood?"
"Yes, Therion," Lockhart replied. "What shall I say?"
"Anyone other than Jesse, impersonate the father," Therion replied. "Invent whatever you'd like."
"And Jesse?"
"Tell him the truth, all of it," she replied. "Down to who took him. Do you understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Don't call me that," Therion snapped.
Jesse knew something was amiss when Gabriel disappeared. The archangel hadn't lied; in fact, he never did. One of Jesse's newest powers was the ability to detect lying, at least from supernatural beings. As the months passed, this particular power tuned itself, detecting hidden information and half-truths just as much as outright deceit. So Gabriel hadn't lied, but he had withheld information from Jesse.
"Gabriel!" he yelled, his overalls still dirty from his recent work in the garden. "Get back here!"
"Seriously, what?" Gabriel asked as he reappeared with a flutter of wings.
"What's going on?" Jesse asked. "Before you accuse me of anything, I finished all the chores you asked of me, including the herb pots."
"All right," Gabriel replied. This was why the archangel was never a parent. "I went to check-in with some old friends because they were sniffing around your parents."
"Old friends?" Jesse repeated.
"They're being idiots," Gabriel replied. "And they know it now."
"Tell me what's going on," Jesse said. "I'm not a child."
"I never said you were."
"Then why won't you tell me what's happening?" Jesse demanded.
"Because my job is to keep you focused on honing yourself, making yourself more human," Gabriel replied. "That's hard to do when you're distracted."
"If it would distract me," Jesse said, "that means it must be important to me."
"Jesse, you asked for this," Gabriel pointed out.
"No, I didn't!" he replied defensively. "I was born with this... this... whatever the hell it is as part of me. I didn't ask for that!"
"But you asked for help!" Gabriel replied. "Look, kid, I'm not good at this stuff. This... learning a lesson without a lot of illusions and tricks played on you, hoisted on your own petards, kinda thing. Okay? So I'm trying really hard here not to pull the wool over your eyes - "
"Stuff it!" Jesse cut him off. "You can't pull the wool over my eyes. That's why. Now tell what's going on!"
"This was part of the deal," Gabriel said. "You agreed to do anything."
Jesse bit his lip.
"Well, didn't you?" Gabriel asked.
"I did."
"Then clean up and get ready for dinner," Gabriel said. "There are a dozen chapters to be read before bed as well."
Jesse rolled his eyes and stomped off.
It was all true. Jesse did agree to do anything, whatever it took, to make himself fully human, to heal all his broken parts. But sacrificing his teen years to digging in the dirt for some kind of Zen attitude wasn't what he signed up for. Though he no longer projected his powers while dreaming and no longer had fits and bursts with strong emotions, he could still feel that part of himself. It was like right before getting a muscle cramp, except all of his insides, all of his emotions, were tensed under the clamp.
Gabriel wouldn't tell him something, fine. Jesse did what he always did when Gabriel held something back; he called his parents to complain.
"Turner residence," a man answered.
"Who's this?"
"Call me Harvey," Lockhart replied. "I'm housesitting."
"Is Clayton Turner there?"
"No, he's not," Lockhart said. "Is this Jesse?"
"Yeah, where's my dad? Is mom there?"
"No, Jesse. They're both gone."
"Gone? Gone where?"
"Two men took them both," Lockhart replied. "I haven't been able to find them."
"What do you mean, took them?"
"Kidnapped them, Jesse."
"Why would anyone do that?"
"All I know is that they introduced themselves as Sam and Dean," Lockhart said. "And I've been answering the phone, hoping for a ransom call or something."
"You're lying," Jesse said. "And you're not human."
Lockhart chuckled. "You're right, I've been waiting for you to call, Jesse, to tell you about the men that kidnapped your parents. Sam and Dean took your parents against their will. Tell me, Jesse Turner, am I lying to you now?"
"No," Jesse said, fury rising inside him like a serpent. "No, you're not lying."
He hung up. Had he focused, he would've known that Lockhart had withheld information, but wrath dredged up another power inside of him that clouded his perceptions. Sam and Dean Winchester kidnapped his parents.
"Gabriel!" he shouted.
"What?" the archangel snapped, unimpressively walking through the door of Jesse's room.
"Where are my parents?"
"Ah," Gabriel said. "They're safe."
"Safe, where?" Jesse asked. "Where did the Winchesters take them?"
"A place that's protected from supernatural activity," Gabriel said. "They're being overly cautious, but it - "
"They kidnapped my parents!"
"They're not the sharpest pencils in the box," Gabriel dismissed. "But they are trying to protect your parents."
"From what?"
"From forces trying to use them against you," Gabriel replied. "Like I said - "
"You told me they were safe!"
"They are!" Gabriel snapped back. "The Winchesters got a little whisper somewhere and overreacted. I have been watching over them from the first moment we met."
"So where are they now?"
"Protected from all supernatural activity," Gabriel said. "Including, and especially, archangels."
"What - "
"Lucifer," Gabriel continued, not allowing the interruption. "He was once an archangel, and even though he's been knocked down a few pegs, they're concerned he will target your parents to get to you. Okay? I can't find them because your parents are hidden from me now, as are the Winchesters."
"What if something happens to them?" Jesse asked. "How will you know?"
"Jesse, the Winchesters might be a pain in the ass," Gabriel began, "but they have done incredible things. Nothing will happen."
"How will you know?"
"I won't," Gabriel admitted. "But I can - "
"No, no!" Jesse yelled. "This isn't - that's - "
"Jesse, I can get in contact with those dorkwads, it's not a problem," Gabriel said.
"We've got to find them."
"No, you've got reading," Gabriel said. "I'll find them."
"How?"
"With a phone call."
The room remained tense for several minutes.
"Look, Jesse," Gabriel said, "you need to stay here. You're close to erupting."
"I know," Jesse said through clenched teeth.
"I'll call the idiots, find your parents, then start monitoring them again," Gabriel assured. "Okay? Dinner, half an hour."
Dean kept guard over the Turners as Sam checked his messages. Dodge had returned his call. He called his voicemail and skipped her earlier message.
"Hey Sam, it's Dodge. I'm back in D.C. On desk duty, but back in the office. Let me know if there's anything I can do. I miss you."
What the hell was he doing out here in the badlands, watching over people that didn't even want his help? He and Dean should be figuring out Lucifer's and Therion's plans, stopping them before anything else happened.
The whole thing didn't add up for Sam. If Lucifer or Therion attacked Jesse's parents, what would they gain? He'd retaliate against whoever was to blame. It was all so counterintuitive.
"Damn, damn, damn!" Sam cursed. "Cas!" he called out.
He'd been so wrapped up in moving the Turners, so upset over Dodge, that he hadn't been thinking.
"Cas!" he repeated. "We've gotta move!"
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Primary Post: 09x23 Chase the Ace
Primary Post: Season 9 Fan Fiction (S9FF)
Title: Chase the Ace
Subtitle: Time and Again
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 1,288
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: violence, langauge
Lockhart reported directly to Therion. Normally his position was fairly low on the totem pole, but when it came to bad news, no one wanted to be the messenger. He was surprised that Therion didn't incinerate him immediately.
"I know," she replied. "I need you to return to the household as their dog. When the phone rings, answer it in your human form. Am I understood?"
"Yes, Therion," Lockhart replied. "What shall I say?"
"Anyone other than Jesse, impersonate the father," Therion replied. "Invent whatever you'd like."
"And Jesse?"
"Tell him the truth, all of it," she replied. "Down to who took him. Do you understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Don't call me that," Therion snapped.
Jesse knew something was amiss when Gabriel disappeared. The archangel hadn't lied; in fact, he never did. One of Jesse's newest powers was the ability to detect lying, at least from supernatural beings. As the months passed, this particular power tuned itself, detecting hidden information and half-truths just as much as outright deceit. So Gabriel hadn't lied, but he had withheld information from Jesse.
"Gabriel!" he yelled, his overalls still dirty from his recent work in the garden. "Get back here!"
"Seriously, what?" Gabriel asked as he reappeared with a flutter of wings.
"What's going on?" Jesse asked. "Before you accuse me of anything, I finished all the chores you asked of me, including the herb pots."
"All right," Gabriel replied. This was why the archangel was never a parent. "I went to check-in with some old friends because they were sniffing around your parents."
"Old friends?" Jesse repeated.
"They're being idiots," Gabriel replied. "And they know it now."
"Tell me what's going on," Jesse said. "I'm not a child."
"I never said you were."
"Then why won't you tell me what's happening?" Jesse demanded.
"Because my job is to keep you focused on honing yourself, making yourself more human," Gabriel replied. "That's hard to do when you're distracted."
"If it would distract me," Jesse said, "that means it must be important to me."
"Jesse, you asked for this," Gabriel pointed out.
"No, I didn't!" he replied defensively. "I was born with this... this... whatever the hell it is as part of me. I didn't ask for that!"
"But you asked for help!" Gabriel replied. "Look, kid, I'm not good at this stuff. This... learning a lesson without a lot of illusions and tricks played on you, hoisted on your own petards, kinda thing. Okay? So I'm trying really hard here not to pull the wool over your eyes - "
"Stuff it!" Jesse cut him off. "You can't pull the wool over my eyes. That's why. Now tell what's going on!"
"This was part of the deal," Gabriel said. "You agreed to do anything."
Jesse bit his lip.
"Well, didn't you?" Gabriel asked.
"I did."
"Then clean up and get ready for dinner," Gabriel said. "There are a dozen chapters to be read before bed as well."
Jesse rolled his eyes and stomped off.
It was all true. Jesse did agree to do anything, whatever it took, to make himself fully human, to heal all his broken parts. But sacrificing his teen years to digging in the dirt for some kind of Zen attitude wasn't what he signed up for. Though he no longer projected his powers while dreaming and no longer had fits and bursts with strong emotions, he could still feel that part of himself. It was like right before getting a muscle cramp, except all of his insides, all of his emotions, were tensed under the clamp.
Gabriel wouldn't tell him something, fine. Jesse did what he always did when Gabriel held something back; he called his parents to complain.
"Turner residence," a man answered.
"Who's this?"
"Call me Harvey," Lockhart replied. "I'm housesitting."
"Is Clayton Turner there?"
"No, he's not," Lockhart said. "Is this Jesse?"
"Yeah, where's my dad? Is mom there?"
"No, Jesse. They're both gone."
"Gone? Gone where?"
"Two men took them both," Lockhart replied. "I haven't been able to find them."
"What do you mean, took them?"
"Kidnapped them, Jesse."
"Why would anyone do that?"
"All I know is that they introduced themselves as Sam and Dean," Lockhart said. "And I've been answering the phone, hoping for a ransom call or something."
"You're lying," Jesse said. "And you're not human."
Lockhart chuckled. "You're right, I've been waiting for you to call, Jesse, to tell you about the men that kidnapped your parents. Sam and Dean took your parents against their will. Tell me, Jesse Turner, am I lying to you now?"
"No," Jesse said, fury rising inside him like a serpent. "No, you're not lying."
He hung up. Had he focused, he would've known that Lockhart had withheld information, but wrath dredged up another power inside of him that clouded his perceptions. Sam and Dean Winchester kidnapped his parents.
"Gabriel!" he shouted.
"What?" the archangel snapped, unimpressively walking through the door of Jesse's room.
"Where are my parents?"
"Ah," Gabriel said. "They're safe."
"Safe, where?" Jesse asked. "Where did the Winchesters take them?"
"A place that's protected from supernatural activity," Gabriel said. "They're being overly cautious, but it - "
"They kidnapped my parents!"
"They're not the sharpest pencils in the box," Gabriel dismissed. "But they are trying to protect your parents."
"From what?"
"From forces trying to use them against you," Gabriel replied. "Like I said - "
"You told me they were safe!"
"They are!" Gabriel snapped back. "The Winchesters got a little whisper somewhere and overreacted. I have been watching over them from the first moment we met."
"So where are they now?"
"Protected from all supernatural activity," Gabriel said. "Including, and especially, archangels."
"What - "
"Lucifer," Gabriel continued, not allowing the interruption. "He was once an archangel, and even though he's been knocked down a few pegs, they're concerned he will target your parents to get to you. Okay? I can't find them because your parents are hidden from me now, as are the Winchesters."
"What if something happens to them?" Jesse asked. "How will you know?"
"Jesse, the Winchesters might be a pain in the ass," Gabriel began, "but they have done incredible things. Nothing will happen."
"How will you know?"
"I won't," Gabriel admitted. "But I can - "
"No, no!" Jesse yelled. "This isn't - that's - "
"Jesse, I can get in contact with those dorkwads, it's not a problem," Gabriel said.
"We've got to find them."
"No, you've got reading," Gabriel said. "I'll find them."
"How?"
"With a phone call."
The room remained tense for several minutes.
"Look, Jesse," Gabriel said, "you need to stay here. You're close to erupting."
"I know," Jesse said through clenched teeth.
"I'll call the idiots, find your parents, then start monitoring them again," Gabriel assured. "Okay? Dinner, half an hour."
Dean kept guard over the Turners as Sam checked his messages. Dodge had returned his call. He called his voicemail and skipped her earlier message.
"Hey Sam, it's Dodge. I'm back in D.C. On desk duty, but back in the office. Let me know if there's anything I can do. I miss you."
What the hell was he doing out here in the badlands, watching over people that didn't even want his help? He and Dean should be figuring out Lucifer's and Therion's plans, stopping them before anything else happened.
The whole thing didn't add up for Sam. If Lucifer or Therion attacked Jesse's parents, what would they gain? He'd retaliate against whoever was to blame. It was all so counterintuitive.
"Damn, damn, damn!" Sam cursed. "Cas!" he called out.
He'd been so wrapped up in moving the Turners, so upset over Dodge, that he hadn't been thinking.
"Cas!" he repeated. "We've gotta move!"
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