Angels, demons, Lilith and the 66 seals.
Ever since the intervention of rescuing the eldest Winchester from Hell and bringing him back to life, the angels explain that they've arrived on Earth for the first time in two decades in order to prevent th...
"Burger, fries and everything nice." Madelyn said as she set down another bag of food down in front of Jimmy.
She stepped back and leaned herself against a table where she, along with her sister and the Winchesters, watched the man devour his food.
Once Jimmy had taken a shower and got himself cleaned up, the hunters had just gotten back from getting him a bite to eat, which he had practically inhaled once he had dug in.
Still quite hungry, a second meal was bought and given to him.
Then another.
And another.
And all the hunters and huntresses' could do, was watch the man with surprised expressions.
"Mmm.." Jimmy moaned at the taste.
"You mind slowing down?" Dean asked with a grimace. "You're gonna give me an angina."
"I'm hungry." The blue-eyed man replied, chewing.
"When's the last time you ate?" Sam quizzed, his arms folded across his chest.
"I don't know." Jimmy responded, having swallowed the mouth-full of food he had been chewing. "Months." He shrugged and took another ravenous bite from his burger, moans emitting from him.
Camryn frowned softly and exchanged a look with her younger sister all while Sam took a cautious step forward.
"What the hell happened back there?" He questioned. "It looked like an Angel Battle Royale."
"All I remember is a flash of light and I, uh.. I woke up and I was just, you know, like, me again." Jimmy stammered, glancing between the four hunters in the room with him.
"So, what? Cas just ditched out of your meat suit?" Dean asked with an arched brow.
"I really don't know." The dark haired man replied.
"Do you remember anything about being possessed?" Camryn asked. "Anything you can remember at all?"
"Yeah, bits and pieces." Jimmy responded with a slow nod. "I mean, Angel inside of you, it's kinda like being chained to a comet."
"Charming." Madelyn mumbled.
"Ah, that doesn't sound like much fun." Dean added.
"Understatement."
"Cas said he wanted to tell us something." Sam said. "Please tell me you remember that."
Jimmy shook his head lightly with a shrug. "Sorry." He said.
"Come on, what do you know?" Dean asked, groaning in frustration.
"My name is Jimmy Novak. I'm from Pontiac, Illinois." The blue-eyed man began describing his life and his family. "I have a family. Amelia is my wife and Claire is my daughter."
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With the girls' opting to stay inside with Jimmy, both Sam and Dean had stepped outside to talk.
"So, what do we do?" Sam asked.
"What do you mean? The guy's got a family. We buy him a bus ticket, send him home." Dean answered with a shrug of his shoulders as if it was the most easiest thing in the world.
"I don't know about that." The younger brother responded. "Dean, he's the only lead we got."
"He doesn't know anything." The eldest stated.
"Are you 100 percent about that?"
"You think he's lying? What, you wanna go Guantanamo on the guy?"
"Dean, maybe he doesn't even know what he knows." Sam stated with a sigh.
"Huh?"
"I say, at least we get him to Bobby's." The shaggy haired male suggested. "Maybe all he needs is hypnosis or a psychic. Or hell, maybe Cas will just drop back into him."
"I don't know, man." The sandy haired male sighed.
"Dean, back there, that was Angel-on-Angel violence. Now, I don't know what's going on, but it's big. And we can't just let the only lead we got just skip out." Sam paused, seeing his brother shake his head. "What?"
"You remember when our job was helping people?" Dean asked. "Like, getting them back to their families?"
"You think I don't want to help him? I'm just being realistic. I mean, hell, we're doing him a favour." The taller hunter said.
"How?" The shorter of the two questioned.
"Dean, if we want to question the guy, you can damn well bet the demons do, too." Sam pointed out.
Dean stared at his little brother in ilence for a brief moment before he closed his eyes and released a defeated sigh.
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"The hell are you talking about, I can't go home?" Jimmy asked as his blue gaze shifted between the two hunters.
"There's a good chance you have a bull's-eye on your back." Dean explained.
"What?" The man quizzed. "From who?"
"Demons." The eldest hunter answered.
"Come on, that's crazy. What do they want with me?" Jimmy asked, his gaze now shifting between the hunters and the Nephilim huntresses.
"I don't know, information, maybe?" The sandy haired male shrugged.
"Oh, nice, Dean." Madelyn quipped sarcastically with a roll of her eyes which caused Dean to narrow his own at her.
"I don't know anything." Jimmy said.
"I know, but--"
"Look, I'm done, okay?" Castiel's vessel exclaimed, cutting Dean off in mid-sentence. "With demons, angels, all of it. I just want to go home."
"We understand." Dean said, trying once more.
"I don't think that you do understand." Jimmy replied. "I've been shot and stabbed and healed, and my body has been dragged all over the Earth. By some miracle, I'm out, and I am done. I've given enough, okay?"
"Look, all we're saying is that until we figure this out, the safest place is with us." Sam said, stepping in.
Jimmy glanced between the brothers. "How long?" He asked.
Briefly glancing towards his brother and the girls, the shaggy haired male settled his gaze onto the dark haired man. "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it." He answered.
With a shake of his head, Jimmy stood up and made his way over to the door when Madelyn stood in his way, blocking his path.
"Where are you going?" Dean asked.
"To see my wife and daughter, okay?" The former vessel replied.
"No, you're not." Sam said. "You're just going to put those people in danger."
Jimmy turned around to face the young hunter. "So, what, now I'm a prisoner?" He quizzed.
