I kept running till I couldn't anymore. I put my hand on an old oak tree. It's bark was rough on my skin. I had my phone in my boot, so I grabbed it and dialed Dean.
"Jess?" he answered just after it rang twice.
"Dean," I said.
"Where are you?" he asked.
"Dean they're after me," I said. "I can't run anymore. The nest is in some old warehouse on the outskirts of town. Dean they're going to-" Jake ripped the phone from my hands and put it up to his ear.
"Who is this?" Jake asked. "Ah, Dean Winchester, that was the last time you'll ever talk to your daughter." he hung up, dropped the phone on the ground, and stomped on it. When he looked up at me, I swung hard. It hit him square in the jaw. He got mad at that, but I slipped around him. I ran as fast as I could. That's when I found an old dirt road. That's when Jake grabbed me. He put his hand over my nose and mouth. I struggled for air, as my vision darkened, and slowly but surely I blacked out.
I was so tired of this whole thing, I thought before opening my eyes. Jake was crouching in front of me.
"They should be here any moment," Jake smiled. "Babe, you and I have a lot of catching up to do." He stood, and sat on my lap. I groaned in pain, and he liked it.
"I'm not your babe," I growled. He picked my head up so I would have to face him.
"You're still mad at me?" he asked.
"Do you know how many times I've been knocked out?" I asked. That's when I heard something hit the floor. Something big, like bigger than me.
"Shows about to start, eh?" I asked. "Better get your seat belt on boy, you're in for a wild ride." He got off me, and bit his wrist. Then I saw Dean. He had run into the room, with Sam at his side. I smiled, and his face sank. Jacob turned to look at them.
"This is for every god damned monster you sons of bitches have ever killed," He shoved his bloody wrist in my face. I closed my mouth, so nothing would go in.
"She's smarter than that," Dean smiled. "She knows what you're doing." Jake grabbed my jaw, and he pried my mouth open. I had this taste in my mouth, like something awful just hit my tongue.
"No!" Sam yelled, and he lunged. I closed my eyes, as Jacob's wrist slid away. I heard him run, and I felt Sam's arms around me, as Dean untied me.
"What the hell?" I said, as I stood. "Whoa." I grabbed Sam's arm to steady myself. Dean hugged me. That's when I heard it. His heartbeat. He let go of me, and then I heard Sam's. I felt sick.
"We have to catch him," Sam said. "Jess..." a thought popped into my head, killing them both. I knew it was wrong, but I wanted to...
"I-" I stopped. "Come on... can we get out of here?"
"Yeah," Dean said. "When I find that kid, I'm going to kill him."
"Not if I do it first," I told him.