09x23 - Chase the Ace - Part Five: The Long Way Home
Episode number: 09x23 of Season 9 Fan Fiction (S9FF)
Title: Chase the Ace
Subtitle: The Long Way Home
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 655
Rating: R
Warnings: violence, language
"Dean?" Sam said. "Dean!"
Dean woke up on the ground outside his car. Sam must've pulled him out after... whatever knocked him out.
"Dean? Look at me," Sam said.
"What happened?" Dean asked.
"Well, I think I was blind sighted by something because next thing I knew, I was bleeding in the passenger seat, and you were unconscious behind the wheel."
"You weight a ton," Dean huffed out. "What happened?"
"I dunno," Sam said. "I woke up and pulled you out of the car, just in case, called for Cas. Nothing."
"The Turners?" Dean asked.
"I dunno."
"What - are they?"
"I don't know!" Sam repeated.
Dean fumbled with his phone. "We gotta call Garth, and Charlie and... where the hell is Castiel?"
"Haven't you prayed to him or something?" Sam asked.
"'Course I tried that."
"Has he called?"
"No, he hasn't," Dean said.
"Has he, I don't know, prayed back?"
Dean rolled his eyes. "Don't be stupid, Sam."
"Just listen," Sam said. "Focus on him and listen."
"Why?"
"Because I already called Garth and everyone, okay? So this is the only thing left to try."
So Dean focused on Castiel and whispered his name, desperate to connect.
William Anthony Harvelle hadn't been an angel for long, but he did know one thing. There was only one reason to have Holy Fire burning on Earth.
Chicago lit up the map like nothing he'd ever seen, and he wasn't surprised when he found an angel trapped there. But he was surprised to discover an archangel ensnared as well.
Harvelle waved his hands and set off the sprinkler system, which of course was under repair. So he had to syphon some water from a nearby facility to extinguish the flames. By the time he was done, both angels had fled the scene.
"You're welcome!" he yelled to the general area.
Sam and Dean Winchester did not know what happened because they were both unconscious, but Jesse Turner saw every second of it.
As soon as the car crashed, he honed in on the location, but something was very wrong. He couldn't teleport to the immediate area, so he had to zap himself nearby and run for it. He arrived just in time to see something slam Dean into the steering wheel.
Something else, a vampire, yanked his mother out through the rear window. He obliterated it, but the other creature, the rugaru, moved so swiftly that he missed it as it rushed into the back seat with his father.
Jesse flicked the creature out with a wave of his hand, and it smashed into a nearby tree. It squealed in pain as he twisted its limbs.
"Set me free!" the rugaru cried.
"Free from what?" Jesse asked.
"The witches of Paimon!" the rugaru replied. "They sent me here."
"And where are they?"
"Four miles due south."
Jesse saw the blood that spattered its front. His father's blood. With the flick of his finger, he snapped its neck.
Jesse checked on his parents. His father was nearly decapitated, and his mother's throat was torn out. Sam and Dean were badly injured.
It wasn't their fault; they sensed danger and tried to help. They failed, but they tried. Where was Gabriel in all this?
Very probably dead.
The thought was very loud, echoing in his head. Jesse Turner was alone. He could go and kill the witches responsible for this, but what would be the point? They were just foot soldiers for Paimon. And Paimon worked for Lucifer. He was the real problem.
Jesse took his parents home. He could mend their bodies but not return their souls, so he started to build a coffin they could share. And he buried them. That's what good sons do.
He didn't even realize that he accomplished all this in a matter of two hours. His powers broke through him, fusing to every iota of his being, radiating like a star.
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Primary Post: 09x23 Chase the Ace
Primary Post: Season 9 Fan Fiction (S9FF)
Title: Chase the Ace
Subtitle: The Long Way Home
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 655
Rating: R
Warnings: violence, language
"Dean?" Sam said. "Dean!"
Dean woke up on the ground outside his car. Sam must've pulled him out after... whatever knocked him out.
"Dean? Look at me," Sam said.
"What happened?" Dean asked.
"Well, I think I was blind sighted by something because next thing I knew, I was bleeding in the passenger seat, and you were unconscious behind the wheel."
"You weight a ton," Dean huffed out. "What happened?"
"I dunno," Sam said. "I woke up and pulled you out of the car, just in case, called for Cas. Nothing."
"The Turners?" Dean asked.
"I dunno."
"What - are they?"
"I don't know!" Sam repeated.
Dean fumbled with his phone. "We gotta call Garth, and Charlie and... where the hell is Castiel?"
"Haven't you prayed to him or something?" Sam asked.
"'Course I tried that."
"Has he called?"
"No, he hasn't," Dean said.
"Has he, I don't know, prayed back?"
Dean rolled his eyes. "Don't be stupid, Sam."
"Just listen," Sam said. "Focus on him and listen."
"Why?"
"Because I already called Garth and everyone, okay? So this is the only thing left to try."
So Dean focused on Castiel and whispered his name, desperate to connect.
William Anthony Harvelle hadn't been an angel for long, but he did know one thing. There was only one reason to have Holy Fire burning on Earth.
Chicago lit up the map like nothing he'd ever seen, and he wasn't surprised when he found an angel trapped there. But he was surprised to discover an archangel ensnared as well.
Harvelle waved his hands and set off the sprinkler system, which of course was under repair. So he had to syphon some water from a nearby facility to extinguish the flames. By the time he was done, both angels had fled the scene.
"You're welcome!" he yelled to the general area.
Sam and Dean Winchester did not know what happened because they were both unconscious, but Jesse Turner saw every second of it.
As soon as the car crashed, he honed in on the location, but something was very wrong. He couldn't teleport to the immediate area, so he had to zap himself nearby and run for it. He arrived just in time to see something slam Dean into the steering wheel.
Something else, a vampire, yanked his mother out through the rear window. He obliterated it, but the other creature, the rugaru, moved so swiftly that he missed it as it rushed into the back seat with his father.
Jesse flicked the creature out with a wave of his hand, and it smashed into a nearby tree. It squealed in pain as he twisted its limbs.
"Set me free!" the rugaru cried.
"Free from what?" Jesse asked.
"The witches of Paimon!" the rugaru replied. "They sent me here."
"And where are they?"
"Four miles due south."
Jesse saw the blood that spattered its front. His father's blood. With the flick of his finger, he snapped its neck.
Jesse checked on his parents. His father was nearly decapitated, and his mother's throat was torn out. Sam and Dean were badly injured.
It wasn't their fault; they sensed danger and tried to help. They failed, but they tried. Where was Gabriel in all this?
Very probably dead.
The thought was very loud, echoing in his head. Jesse Turner was alone. He could go and kill the witches responsible for this, but what would be the point? They were just foot soldiers for Paimon. And Paimon worked for Lucifer. He was the real problem.
Jesse took his parents home. He could mend their bodies but not return their souls, so he started to build a coffin they could share. And he buried them. That's what good sons do.
He didn't even realize that he accomplished all this in a matter of two hours. His powers broke through him, fusing to every iota of his being, radiating like a star.
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