Carry On My Wayward Son 5

A year after Jess goes to hell, she comes back, saved by Sam and Dean. But does she want to be saved? She is messed up from all the torture, and things the demons did down there. will she ever be the same?


2. Kevin

I felt like crying, sobbing, just sitting there. We were in the bunker. Kevin had given me a room. It was blank, my bag was on the floor, and my laptop on the desk. I was on the bed looking up at the ceiling. Blank. The ceiling was white. My thoughts were gone. Just the torment, and agony of the past year covered my vision. I still had my power. That hadn't changed, it was stronger. I remembered the demon that tortured me. It was a friend of Crowley's, if demons had friends. Asial? Yes, that was his name. 

    He tried to torture me, ask me every day if I wanted to become a demon. I would say no. Until that fateful day, when I had enough. He tried to go easy on me, then it got worse, as it went on. That's why it took me so long. for forty years I went on as a demon. I could still hear those poor people screaming. All the things that Asial taught me. What was I supposed to do? Was I supposed to keep getting tortured until there was nothing left? 

   Stop, I tried to shield the memories away from me. I needed someone, someone to comfort me. To help me. Dean was gone, Sam was gone, and Kevin hasn't spoken to me much. I just kept watching the ceiling. My stomach was growling, but I didn't care. Did Kevin miss me, as much as I had missed him? Everything was simpler in hell. Everything was bad, but it was simpler. The door slowly opened. Kevin was checking in on me. He had some food on a plate. He had water in his hand, and there was some headache medicine on the plate. 

   "You want to talk?" Kevin asked me. I nodded. He handed me the plate and water. I took a sip of the water, as he sat down on the bed, next to me. 

   "Did you miss me?" I asked boldly. He looked at me, with confusion on his face. 

   "I was the only one who was working nonstop to find you," Kevin told me. "At one point I wasn't able to sleep for like a week." 

   "Really?" I asked him, and he nodded. I put the food down on the in-table next to me. When I turned Kevin was so close to my face. He looked me in the eyes, then at my lips, then back at my eyes. I felt his hand on my bare leg, and I just kept looking at him. In over a year, I had never been this scared, I didn't know why... It's just I'd been waiting a very long time. I decided not to wait any longer. I put my hand on his cheek, and we kissed. 

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