09x23 - Chase the Ace - Part One: Reality Check
Episode number: 09x23 of Season 9 Fan Fiction (S9FF)
Title: Chase the Ace
Subtitle: Reality Check
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 987
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: language, violence, references to kidnapping
Elk Creek, Nebraska. Clayton and Jill Turner once lived in Alliance, Nebraska on a small farm. They were lucky enough to adopt a baby boy, and they named him Jesse. He disappeared for seven months when he was eleven, and they missed his twelfth birthday. Everyone believed, at the time, that young Jesse had died; the more sordid folk started to suggest that Clayton and Jill were responsible.
The Turners, heartbroken over the loss of their son, moved away. Unconsciously, they wound up in the very city of his birth, as if a magnetic pull dragged them there. Clayton took up a job as a carpenter and construction worker when needed, and Jill returned to her work as a seamstress.
So when Jesse returned to Alliance looking for his parents, he found a new family moved into their old house. The police were shocked to find the boy unharmed, and Jesse refused to tell them where he had been, insistent that he see his parents first.
Jesse always claimed that two people, claiming to be his birth parents, took him away under threat of harming his real parents. He never explained how he got away, nor did he give adequate physical descriptions of either person other than to insist that the woman had olive skin and black hair. When the police investigated, they discovered Jesse's birth mother had blonde hair and fair skin.
That was years ago, though, and the reunited family remained in Elk Creek to avoid annoying questions.
Then six months ago, it happened again. A young man, barely in his twenties, told them that their son had a destiny, a wonderful life ahead of him, and convinced them to send Jesse to a boarding school.
Clayton was willing to let Jesse decide for himself, but Jill hated the idea of her son being gone for most of the year. But in the end, it didn't seem to matter; it was very clear that Jesse was going away. It broke their hearts, but they let him go, desperately hoping he'd be back soon. Clayton had gone out and adopted a large Labrador mutt named Lockhart, and Jill wasn't fooled. They were far too young to be empty nesters.
Jesse called regularly, thankfully. He insisted everything was fine. But in the past three months, everything felt wrong. First Jill wanted to visit her son's new school, and she couldn't manage a simple plan. Then Elk Creek started to feel heavy, unnatural almost, like too many shadows collected around the place. It made the Turners feel ill, and whenever anyone asked where Jesse was, it occurred to them that they never had appropriate answers. They never could get the boarding school's name or address right, and every other parent seemed aghast at the idea that they hadn't visited the grounds.
All in all, everyone in Elk Creek, Nebraska thought the Turners were odd folk, even the Turners themselves these days. Yet, Bob Gilmer from across the way always dropped by on Sunday for the game, and Randy Ridgeway still brought by baked goods on Monday morning. It was as if the Turners were the prized oddities of the town.
Had the Turners been informed of the truth, they would've known that the supernatural world had eyes on them.
Sam felt like a twit, standing alone behind a gas station, holding his phone out. Dodge had called back when he was driving, and Sam refused Castiel's offer to answer the phone for him. He and Dodge needed to figure things out for themselves, and having a socially awkward angel between them wouldn't be helpful.
He could've picked up, but he'd been too afraid.
Sam Winchester, a man who traversed Heaven, Hell, and Purgatory, was afraid. Or maybe it was that he felt stupid, honestly idiotic, at his behavior. Either way, Dean would soon come around back to drag him back to the car.
Sam decisively dialed his voicemail and punched in his pin.
"Sam? It's Dodge. Sorry for missing your call and not calling you back when I said I would.... I, well... it was tougher than I thought it'd be... and I had to keep there over night, so..."
Sam hung up before the message finished playing. Dodge only hesitated like that when she was telling someone something they didn't want to hear. He dialed her up, and of course, he got her voicemail.
"Hey, Dodge. I didn't get all of your last message, sorry. I'm just calling to see if you are okay. Dean and I caught another case, very pressing, otherwise... I'd be back. Anyway, please call me back."
This is what he gets for saying "love you" for the first time not just over the phone, but in a voicemail.
"Sam?" Dean yelled. "Sam!"
Right on cue, his older brother came around back to drag him back to the Impala.
"Come on, we're not far from Jesse's place."
"Be right there," Sam said, pocketing his phone.
Blaze had been in the service of Paimon for almost nine months now, but never before did her news elicit such a startling response.
"Sir, the Winchesters are in Elk Creek, Nebraska," she reported.
Paimon reeled around from his sitting position, standing up and crowding in on Blaze's personal space. He enjoyed the witch's company (and body) too much to kill her, but if she was lying about this, she would pay dearly.
"When?" was all he asked.
"Less than a minute ago, their car passed the city line."
Therion received the news slightly later than Paimon. Jesse Turner was dangerous in many ways, but especially with Lucifer out on the Earth again. It was in the child's nature to attract to the archangel, and she had no idea how the teenager managed to keep apart from Lucifer for so long.
She could only hope that the Winchesters would sort it all out for her...
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Title: Chase the Ace
Subtitle: Reality Check
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 987
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: language, violence, references to kidnapping
Elk Creek, Nebraska. Clayton and Jill Turner once lived in Alliance, Nebraska on a small farm. They were lucky enough to adopt a baby boy, and they named him Jesse. He disappeared for seven months when he was eleven, and they missed his twelfth birthday. Everyone believed, at the time, that young Jesse had died; the more sordid folk started to suggest that Clayton and Jill were responsible.
The Turners, heartbroken over the loss of their son, moved away. Unconsciously, they wound up in the very city of his birth, as if a magnetic pull dragged them there. Clayton took up a job as a carpenter and construction worker when needed, and Jill returned to her work as a seamstress.
So when Jesse returned to Alliance looking for his parents, he found a new family moved into their old house. The police were shocked to find the boy unharmed, and Jesse refused to tell them where he had been, insistent that he see his parents first.
Jesse always claimed that two people, claiming to be his birth parents, took him away under threat of harming his real parents. He never explained how he got away, nor did he give adequate physical descriptions of either person other than to insist that the woman had olive skin and black hair. When the police investigated, they discovered Jesse's birth mother had blonde hair and fair skin.
That was years ago, though, and the reunited family remained in Elk Creek to avoid annoying questions.
Then six months ago, it happened again. A young man, barely in his twenties, told them that their son had a destiny, a wonderful life ahead of him, and convinced them to send Jesse to a boarding school.
Clayton was willing to let Jesse decide for himself, but Jill hated the idea of her son being gone for most of the year. But in the end, it didn't seem to matter; it was very clear that Jesse was going away. It broke their hearts, but they let him go, desperately hoping he'd be back soon. Clayton had gone out and adopted a large Labrador mutt named Lockhart, and Jill wasn't fooled. They were far too young to be empty nesters.
Jesse called regularly, thankfully. He insisted everything was fine. But in the past three months, everything felt wrong. First Jill wanted to visit her son's new school, and she couldn't manage a simple plan. Then Elk Creek started to feel heavy, unnatural almost, like too many shadows collected around the place. It made the Turners feel ill, and whenever anyone asked where Jesse was, it occurred to them that they never had appropriate answers. They never could get the boarding school's name or address right, and every other parent seemed aghast at the idea that they hadn't visited the grounds.
All in all, everyone in Elk Creek, Nebraska thought the Turners were odd folk, even the Turners themselves these days. Yet, Bob Gilmer from across the way always dropped by on Sunday for the game, and Randy Ridgeway still brought by baked goods on Monday morning. It was as if the Turners were the prized oddities of the town.
Had the Turners been informed of the truth, they would've known that the supernatural world had eyes on them.
Sam felt like a twit, standing alone behind a gas station, holding his phone out. Dodge had called back when he was driving, and Sam refused Castiel's offer to answer the phone for him. He and Dodge needed to figure things out for themselves, and having a socially awkward angel between them wouldn't be helpful.
He could've picked up, but he'd been too afraid.
Sam Winchester, a man who traversed Heaven, Hell, and Purgatory, was afraid. Or maybe it was that he felt stupid, honestly idiotic, at his behavior. Either way, Dean would soon come around back to drag him back to the car.
Sam decisively dialed his voicemail and punched in his pin.
"Sam? It's Dodge. Sorry for missing your call and not calling you back when I said I would.... I, well... it was tougher than I thought it'd be... and I had to keep there over night, so..."
Sam hung up before the message finished playing. Dodge only hesitated like that when she was telling someone something they didn't want to hear. He dialed her up, and of course, he got her voicemail.
"Hey, Dodge. I didn't get all of your last message, sorry. I'm just calling to see if you are okay. Dean and I caught another case, very pressing, otherwise... I'd be back. Anyway, please call me back."
This is what he gets for saying "love you" for the first time not just over the phone, but in a voicemail.
"Sam?" Dean yelled. "Sam!"
Right on cue, his older brother came around back to drag him back to the Impala.
"Come on, we're not far from Jesse's place."
"Be right there," Sam said, pocketing his phone.
Blaze had been in the service of Paimon for almost nine months now, but never before did her news elicit such a startling response.
"Sir, the Winchesters are in Elk Creek, Nebraska," she reported.
Paimon reeled around from his sitting position, standing up and crowding in on Blaze's personal space. He enjoyed the witch's company (and body) too much to kill her, but if she was lying about this, she would pay dearly.
"When?" was all he asked.
"Less than a minute ago, their car passed the city line."
Therion received the news slightly later than Paimon. Jesse Turner was dangerous in many ways, but especially with Lucifer out on the Earth again. It was in the child's nature to attract to the archangel, and she had no idea how the teenager managed to keep apart from Lucifer for so long.
She could only hope that the Winchesters would sort it all out for her...
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