Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ The way you Ketch me ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

I could feel the scowl on Dean’s face as I did the walk of shame back into the motel room. As the 3 guys filed in after me I closed the door and then proceeded to sit on the bed I’d slept in. I gestured for them to take their own seats and watched as Sam and Cas sat on the other bed but Dean remained stuberon and stayed standing. I sighed before beginning a lie that was hopefully enough truth to convince my brothers and deceive the angel.

“Ok, so this looks bad.” I started.

“Damn right this looks bad!” Dean said, throwing his arms in the air as he walked to a different part of the small room.

“Dean...let her explain.” Sam said, half-heartedly trying to side with me.

“Let her explain what Sammy? That she was sleeping with a psychopath?! Not to mention one that tried to kill us several times!” Dean yelled, I could tell he wasn’t going to give anyone a chance to defend me other than myself.

“Oh we all know you’re fucking Cas so shut up and sit down so I can explain this calmly!” I said, raising my voice slightly to meet his.

The rage filled green eyes glared at me for a few seconds before Dean huffed and sat down beside Sam. I sighed again and began to start my explanation again.

“I did it for answers.” I said, pausing to make sure they were all listening, “He and the demon after you had me in some shed. They expected me to answer some questions about you guys but I got away, stole his damn car, deactivated what I thought was the only tracker, and started driving here.”

“What did they ask you about?” Sam asked.

“They asked where you guys were headed and why.” I sighed once again, “All I said was home because I really don’t remember much else.”

“And he followed you here?” Sam again.

“Ya. Turns out a good MOL has a bunch of trackers stashed in his own car at all times.”

“MOL?” Dean had calmed down.

“I believe it’s the anagram for Men Of Letters.” Cas said.

I nodded my head, “He got here and I took it as a chance to get some more information out of him so I could tell you more than just what I gave them.” I said, crossing my legs in front of me, “I almost had it too. And then you showed up and scared him off again.”

“Well. Odds are it won’t stay that way,” Dean said, stretching a little now that he wasn’t ready to fight someone, “But let us do the questioning next time, sis. Ok?”

I raised my hands in the air in defeat. “Fine, but don’t kill him. He seems to be the one link to Asmodeus right now.”

“Ya, ya. No promises.” Sam slugged Dean in the shoulder and we all kind of laughed.

I looked over at Cas, who was eyeing me as if he knew I was lying in some way or another, and smiled at him. His blue eyes scrunched up at me but he seemed to understand that what I was saying was mostly true and to not ask about the details I had skipped over or lied about.

“So have you heard anything else about mom and Jack?” I asked, trying to return the mood to a serious one.

“Hey. Not so fast.” Dean said, quickly followed by Sam.

“Ya, you gotta tell us about the other world first.”

“Why are you guys so interested in it? Nothing ever happens there.” I giggled a little at their excitement.

“It’s a world where our everyday life doesn’t happen, of course we’re interested in it.” Sam said, smiling.

“Fine, but let's get back to the bunker or something first. I’m in need of some fresh clothes and a better shower than this one before I tell you anything.” I laughed.

“Deal. But you’re not taking the piece of trash you drove here back with us. You can ride in the back of Baby with Cas.” Dean said, already heading for the door.

“Deal.”

*A four hour car ride later.*

I walked into my room and threw myself onto my bed. I had missed this bed so much. A motel room just wasn’t the same as this one. The main difference being what I’d done the night before, that had never happened in my own bed. Memories and flashes of the events filled my mind. I shook my head a little to clear them away as I sat up and looked around my room.

It was the same as I had left it. Except the picture of mom I had framed was moved slightly to the left of where it usually was. I squinted my eyes at it before getting up and leaning out the door a little.

“Hey! Which one of you jerks was in my room?!” I yelled down the hall.

“It was Sam!” Came Dean’s muffled response.

“It was not! You went in there looking for a spare gun.” Came Sam’s defense.

I laughed to myself and went back into the room, closing the door behind me. I ruffled through my drawers until I found a complete outfit I was happy with. AKA a pair of bootcut jeans, a nice plaid button up, a black tank top, and a matching bra and underwear set. I set it out on my bed and headed to the other door in my room. I opened it to the bathroom connected with my room, it was the only one with a connected bathroom. I stepped in, proceed to undress and jump in the shower.

The cool water hit my skin, creating small bumps along my skin before the water gradually warmed up to the perfect temperature. I let out a sigh as I let the water relax my sore muscles and erase the small marks the cuffs and rope had left around my wrists and ankles. I let it run across my neck and shoulders, taking the color out of the bruises and hickies just enough to make them less noticeable. I washed through my hair and washed away the slight sex smell that was still on my body. I began to imagine his hands on my body again, how good it had felt. I could almost feel it again, his soft fingers tracing, his lips leaving soft kisses.

I snapped myself out of these thoughts once again and shut the water off. I stood there long enough for the water to start making me cold, motivation to get out and grab a warm towel to dry off. I dried myself off before stepping into my room again. Before stepping all the way in I peeked around the door for Cas. The angel was nice but he didn’t understand boundaries very much. Once I was sure the coast was clear I walked to my bed where my clothes were laid out and began to dress myself. After that, I dried my short hair with a towel and threw the towel back into the bathroom before going out towards the main room to find everyone else.

Sam was at the map table, his laptop in front of him and multiple books opened and strewn around him. I could smell food cooking so Dean was in the kitchen, probably with Cas by his side since the two were almost inseparable.

“What ya doin Sam?” I asked my youngest brother.

“I’m trying to find out where to find the other parts of this spell. We know we need Lucifer’s grace but that’s something we can deal with later.” Sam answered, not taking his eyes off the screen.

“Huh. Do you have a minute for story time?” I said, ruffling his long hair with my hand.

“Ya,” he chuckled, swatting my hand away, “Let’s get the love birds in here first.”

“I’ll go get them, don’t wanna scare you again.” I laughed as I moved towards the kitchen.

“That was seriously the worst thing I could’ve seen! I mean….people eat there!” Sam said, sitting back in his chair, eyes wide as he remembered the past events.

I laughed more as I entered the kitchen. Sure enough, Dean was cooking massive amounts of bacon and Cas was watching at his side. Nothing super weird going on but there was still a high chance.

“Hey Destiel. Come have some story time with Sam and I.” I said, smiling at myself for the clever joke.

“I told you not to say that. It’s not even true.” Dean said, turning the burner off and wiping his hands on a dish towel.

“Hey,” I said, raising my hands in defense, “Sam saw one thing and you say another. Whatever the truth is is fine by me.”

Dean turned to slug me on the shoulder but I moved out of the way and he ended up just hitting air, making me laugh more. I walked back out into the main room, expecting them just to follow me back to Sam. I leaned against the edge of the map table and beside Sam as we waited. Eventually the two emerged and I could start telling them about what I learned in the other world.

“Ok. So Elly had this crush.” I started, I was briefly interrupted by a ‘Ooooooo’ from Sam, which made us all laugh, before I was allowed to continue, “The poor girl, by herself she wasn’t brave enough to ask him out but with me guiding her through it she ended the two weeks with a solid date and a nice day trip with her mom.”

“That’s a nice bit of story but we’re not gossip queens,” Sam said, “Tell us what we’re like.”

“Well it’s just like when you guys were transported over to that world by Balthazar. They’re actors on a show about our lives, except I don’t exist. It’s almost like I was left out of the story for some reason. Not that I care too much.” I laughed a little, “You should see the guy who plays Cas. He’s a real oddball.” I punched Cas lightly on the shoulder, startling the angel slightly, “His name is Misha or something, but he’s fun. Does a lot of charity work and shit.”

“Did you get any future information about what’s going to happen with the whole opening a door thing?” Dean asked, making things serious.

“Not really, the most information I found was that Gabe’s been alive this entire time. They’ve got him trapped in one of the cells in Hell. Mouth sewn up and wings torn off. The whole nine yards really.” I said, shuttering at the memory of the images I had pulled from online.

“Gabriel is alive?” Cas said.

“Ya. But just barely. He looked really scared Cas.” I said.

“We have to get him out before they can use him.” Cas said, standing straighter than he had been.

“Whoa. Cas we don’t even know if what’s happening on the show in that world is actually what’s happening here. Like uh….what did you say happened to Charlie last time?” Dean asked.

“Uhhh….Oh ya. Sam got her killed on accident because they were trying to get The Mark off your arm and the Stynes intervened because we had the book of the damned.” I said, recounting events from the other world.

“Ya. And Charlie’s still very alive. And we still succeeded getting The Mark off my arm and destroy the Stynes. So not everything that happens in that world happens here.” Dean said, placing a hand on Cas’ shoulder to reassure him.

“Then we need to figure out if this information is true or not, and if it is we need to get Gabriel out of Hell.” Cas said, a very serious look on his face.

“How would we even begin to figure that out Cas?” Sam piped up.

“We could send someone in to infiltrate Hell and figure out what’s really going on.” Cas suggested.

“No. That’s not something we can do. Not with Asmodeus being as big of a threat as he is.” Dean said.

I thought for a second as their conversation continued, throwing ideas back and forth. And then a horrible idea came to me. I began to laugh, laughing harder and harder the more I thought about it. Eventually I was laughing hard enough that the boys were just staring at me as if I’d gone crazy. I calmed myself down before trying to explain why I was laughing.

“I could totally get in waaaay to easily.” I said, still laughing slightly.

“What?” Sam and Dean said together.

“I could go pretend that I left you guys for some stupid reason and I could “Turn to the other side.” and get inside enemy lines.” I said.

“You’re talking about….” Sam started.

“No. Absolutely not!” Dean said, finishing Sam’s though for him.

“Why not? I’m the only one capable of doing it and it’s not like I’m going to get myself hurt. I know how to take care of myself.” I said, standing up for myself slightly.

“I think she should try it, Dean.” Sam said, looking up at our brother.

“How could you agree! You know what she’s suggesting right?” Dean said, starting to fume.

“Dean, she’s not a child. She knows what’s at stake here and how to get what we need and stay safe.” Sam said.

“I agree with them Dean. The importance of finding out if they have Gabriel or not is higher than the probability that she will be hurt.” Cas said, siding with Sam.

“I don’t believe this. Am I the only one who understands the danger here?” Dean asked.

“No. I get it Dean. I get why you’re concerned. But this is the best way to get the information we need and it’s going to be the easiest for all of us. I’ll have Cas watch out for me at all times. I’ll even wear a couple trackers and call in daily at the same time every day if you want.” I said, trying to calm my older brother.

I watched Dean think for several seconds before he closed his eyes and sighed. His hand reached up and rubbed the bride of his nose.

“If you don’t come back I’m going to kill him.” he finally said.

I smiled and hugged him. Dean laughed and returned the hug. I knew he was serious. If this plan succeeded and I was welcomed into hell then there was a small chance I wasn’t coming back. Whatever reason it was, if I didn’t come back, Dean would murder as many demons as it took to find the one that did it. Even if it wasn’t a demon, or my own choice to stay, it wouldn’t end well.

I back up from the hug and gave a little nod before excusing myself to find my old duffle bag and start shoving equipment into it. Before I went too far I stopped on my heels and turned back to the guys. I looked at Sam and tossed him my phone.

“You’ll need the deactivated tracker in the back to find out where I’m going.” I said before disappearing into the hallway.

*an hour later.*

I threw my duffle into the map table, safely securing a small dagger inside my boot and a raptor claw to my belt. I looked up at Sam, who was eying me curiously, as he slid his laptop over to me, a map pulled up on the screen and a small red dot moving across it.

“There’s a nest of vamps in the same area so you’ll want to be careful of that unless you wanna us that as a cover for being in the area.” Sam said, “The red dot is Ketch. I put the same information into your phone so you should be able to track him from there.”

I disconnected my phone from the computer and fired it up, looking at the same map that had been on the computer screen.

“I’ll have to make sure I have a long enough knife then. I mostly packed spare clothes, silver bullets, witch killing supplies, some spray paint, and rope.” I said.

“Dean is putting more into your car right now. Making sure you’re all stocked up.” Sam said, reaching for his computer.

I slid it back to him and nodded, grabbing my duffle again and heading out towards the garage. I stepped into the large, car filled room and headed towards my black 1970 dodge charger. She made me smile. Not as pretty as Baby but she was mine and I was proud of her. As I got closer I saw half of my brother sticking out from underneath it, the other half under the car, a jack the only thing keeping him from getting smashed.

“I changed the oil and everything the last time I drove her Dean.” I said, laughing.

“That was a month ago, Alex. Plus I’m making sure I place a tracker somewhere it’s not gonna get removed.” Dean’s muffled voice said.

I kicked at his legs a little, trying to mess with him one last time before I took off. I laughed a little as one of his hands shot out and tried to grab at one of my ankles. I danced around his legs and jumped out of the way, still laughing as he slid out from under my car and sat up, smiling his adorable crooked smile.

“I can see why Cas fell for you.” I teased.

“Ya, ya.” He said, huffing a little bit as he stood up. “Make sure you get at least some of the vamp kills ok?”

“I will Dean.” I said, smiling at him.

Dean lowered my car to the ground and removed the jack and the mat he’d been laying on. Once they were put away he pulled me into a hug again and kissed my forehead.

“I don’t know what we’ll do if you don’t come back, kiddo.” He said.

“I’ll come back Dean, don’t worry too much about it ok? I’ll only be a few hours away.” I said.

“For now anyway.” Dean said before letting me go and making his way over to the door that lead back to the main room.

I sighed and chucked my stuff in what little of a back seat I had. After that was done I got into the front seat, started my car, remotely opened the garage door, and started on my way to a new adventure.

 

God, please let me make it back from all this alive.