carry on my wayward son [closed]

Cady pushed down the panic she felt and unhooked the glove box, handing the gun to Jessie. Whatever she had done before had drained her, but she would keep going and make sure that she at least got Jessie home safe. Unsure if it would work, Cady began to mumble a pray under her breath and worked in some of the more powerful exorcism verses as she continued.

***

Sat with his nose buried in a book, Sam frowned and slammed the book shut with a frustrated sigh. "Nothing," he said, looking over at his brother and checking his watch, "How do you think the girls are getting on?"

Grabbing the gun, Jessie aimed it at Azazel as she shot him seeing him disappear. Looking at Luicifer she done the same seeing him disappear. Looking at Cady she frowned, "Let me drive you rest." Jessie moved to get to the driver seat as Cady got in the passenger seat. Keeping the gun on her leg she pulled out heading for the Salvage yard.

***

"I hope their ok. I figured they'd be back now." Dean sighed sitting back in the chair. "We aren't getting any more information Sammy. We need to figure a way out to kill that son of a bitch." Dean sighed.

Cady settled back into her seat, feeling her eyes grow heavy and allowing the darkness to drag her under.

***

"I'm at a loss, dude, I want to help them... I just don't know how," Sam added.

Pulling in behind Dean's impala. Jessie turned the SUV off and got out. Smiling she got out and walked over to the door knocking lightly. "We're home." Jessie told her softly.

***

Dean nodded his head, "Same." Dean sighed as he saw lights. Getting up he walked onto the porch with Sam seeing the girls. "At least their back in one piece." He added.

Cady came too as Jessie brought the SUV to a stop and stretched, jumping out. She was a little shaky still, but she didn't feel as tired and that was a relief.

***

"Hey," Sam greeted with a smile as he pulled Jessie into a hug, "Everything go okay?"

"Everything is fine." Jessie looked up at Sam, "Is everything good here, Mr. Winchester?" Jessie grinned.

***

Dean walked off the porch and walked over to Cady, "You ok?" Dean questioned with a smile.

"I'm fine, my side isn't hurting anymore and the case is wrapped up," Cady replied, returning the smile and following him back into the house.

***

"Everything is the same as when you left," Sam admitted, feeling guilty and lowering his gaze as they headed back inside, "There's nothing new that we've been able to dig up."

Dean slipped his arm around Cady and smiled, "Good." Dean told her as they headed inside and sat down at the table. "Hungry, thirsty?" Dean questioned.

***

Jessie saw Dean and Cady go inside as she returned her gaze back to Sam. "Don't feel guilty." She told him. "We'll figure this out. But it's not just Azazel." Jessie looked at him. "Lucifier is after me, Azazel is after Cady." Jessie sighed.

Dean slipped his arm around Cady and smiled, "Good." Dean told her as they headed inside and sat down at the table. "Hungry, thirsty?" Dean questioned.

***

Jessie saw Dean and Cady go inside as she returned her gaze back to Sam. "Don't feel guilty." She told him. "We'll figure this out. But it's not just Azazel." Jessie looked at him. "Lucifier is after me, Azazel is after Cady." Jessie sighed.

"I could eat... do you think Jessie and her dad would mind if I cooked pancakes as a thank you?" Cady inquired as she sat opposite Dean.

***

"That changes things..." Sam stated with a frown, "We need to figure out what the connection is between you and Cady, then go from there."

Dean shook his head, "I don't think they'll mind one bit." Dean smiled at her.

***

Jessie laced her arm with Sam's and smiled. Walking with him into the house she sighed. "We need to figure out also why each wants us as well." Jessie told him as she spotted Dean and Cady in the kitchen as she smiled then looked at Sam.

With a nod, Cady looked around the kitchen and gathered everything she would need to make pancakes. She couldn't offer them all much in the way of thanks, but she could definitely cook them some of her dad's famous pancakes and help with some hunting.

***

Sam nodded in agreement, watchign Cady for a few moments as she moved around the kitchen as if she'd been there before and frowning. "You've never met Cady before, right?"

Dean smiled as he took and got her the pan and oil. Smiling at her he took and got out of her way letting her do what she needed.

***

"Nope, not till Dean brought her here." Jessie admitted hold onto his arm. "But it's weird. It feels like I have known her all my life." Jessie admitted.

"She seems relaxed here, moves around the place as if she's been here a thousand times before," Sam commented, "Has your dad ever mentioned anything about Cady or a girl?"

***

It was strange something about the house was familiar to Cady, like there were memories that she couldn't quite grasp and it was beginning to frustrate her. It felt like those times that she'd dream and though she knew that she'd dreamt, she couldn't remember details.

Jessie shook her head, "No he hasn't. Should I ask him?" Jessie questioned Sam wondering to herself now.

***

Dean watched her closely and smiled to himself staying near her in case something happened.

"You could do, it may be a dead-end... but it's worth a shot," Sam suggested with a shrug, "We haven't had any other luck with research."

Jessie nodded her head a little. "I'll talk to him after we eat." Jessie told Sam honestly.

Unsure of how much everyone ate, Cady made two stacks of pancakes and placed them on the table with the syrup that she had located in the cupboard. Dean had already set up some juice and coffee, which meant that breakfast was ready.

***

The kitchen smelled amazing as Sam entered, offering Cady a smile and taking a seat at the table. "These smell amazing," he commented as he took a seat, loading a few pancakes onto a plate and smothering them in syrup.

Dean took and got him some smothering them in syrup. Smiling to himself he sat down diving into them and smiling to himself.

***

Jessie took and looked at Sam giggling a little. She got her one pancake and ate it slowly. Feeling like someone was watching her she glanced out the window. Sighing softly she frowned a little to herself.

Not all that hungry, Cady took a pancake and ate it. If she was honest, she felt as though something was wrong and yet, she couldn't figure out what it was.

***

Sam noticed the girl's quietness, but decided to let them eat and talk if they wanted. Not everything was open to share and he knew that they may just need time and space.