《Destroy Me (Book 1) A Supernatural Story》20- Mr. Big-Bad-Prison-Guard
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(Season 4 x 20)
Calliope, Sam and Dean were fast asleep in their motel beds, when Dean wakes up gasping. He quickly gets out of the bed and wakes the other two letting them know that Castiel had just visited him, and gave him an urgent message to go meet him somewhere. They all quickly get dressed and head for the address that Castiel had given Dean. Upon arriving they see that it's an abandoned warehouse and they get out of the Impala, grabbing weapons and flashlights.
"Well, what did he say, Dean? What was so important?" Sam asks as the three of them walk through the building.
"If I knew, would I be here?" Dean says to his brother, as they continue to shine their flashlights around. Heading up a set of stairs, they look to see an area of the building that had been completely destroyed.
"What the help happened?" Calliope says to the boys.
"It looks like a bomb went off" Sam says to her, as they continue to walk through the rubble.
"There was a fight here" Dean then says, and Calliope and Sam look at him confused.
"Between who?" Sam asks him.
Dean then turns around shinning his flashlight on a nearby wall, "Check it out" he says pointing toward a familiar symbol on the wall, "Look familiar?" he asks the other two.
"Yeah, it does" Sam says to him.
"Anna used something like that to wish the angels back to the cornfield" Dean then says.
"So was Cass here fighting angels?" Calliope asks.
"I don't know" Dean says to her.
Calliope looks around with her flashlight, when she sees Castiel lying amongst the damage, "Sam, Dean" she says and quickly goes toward the Angel.
"Cass! Cass!" Dean calls out to him,
"Hey Cass!" Calliope says as she reaches him first, trying to shake him awake.
"What--? What's--? What's going on?" he says waking up startled.
"Just take it easy, take it easy" Dean tells him as he helps him sit up.
"Oh, no" Castiel says.
"Cass, you okay?" Sam asks as Castiel stands up still shaken.
"Ugh, Castiel" he says to them, "I'm not Castiel, it's me" he says and the three look at him confused.
"Who's 'me'?" Sam asks him.
"Jimmy, my name's Jimmy" he tells them.
"Where the hell is Castiel?" Dean then asks 'Jimmy'.
"He's gone" he tells him, and the three of them just stare at him.
They take Jimmy back to the motel, getting him some food, as they sit at the table in the room, watching him practically inhale the food. "You wanna slow down, you're gonna give me angina" Dean says to him.
"I'm hungry" Jimmy tells him.
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"When's the last time you ate?" Sam asks him.
"I don't know, months" he says as he continues eating, and the three of them just look at him, still trying to understand what was going on.
"What the hell happened back there? It looked like an angel battle royale" Sam says to him.
"All I remember is a flash of light and I, uh I woke up and I was just you know, like, me again" Jimmy explains as he takes another bite of his burger.
"So, what? Cass just ditched out of your meat suit?" Dean asks him.
"I really don't know" He tells Dean.
"Do you remember anything at all, about being possessed?" Calliope asks him.
"Yeah, bits and pieces" he tells her, "I mean, angel inside of you it's kind of like being chained to a comet" Jimmy tells her.
"That doesn't sound like much fun" Dean says to him.
"Understatement" Jimmy says as he takes another bite of his burger.
"Cass said he wants to tell us something, please tell me you remember that" Sam says to him.
Jimmy shakes his head, "Sorry" he says.
"Come on, what do you know?" Dean asks him.
"My name is Jimmy Novak; I'm from Pontiac, Illinois. I have a family" he tells him.
"Will you excuse us" Dean then says nodding at Calliope and Sam, and the three of them grab their jackets and head outside.
"So what do we do?" Sam asks them.
"What do you mean?" Dean asks, "The guy's got a family, we buy him a bus ticket, send him home" he adds.
"I don't know if that's a good idea Dean. He's the only lead we got on what Cass wanted from us" Calliope tells him.
"He doesn't know anything" he tells her looking back at the motel room.
"Are you 100 percent sure about that?" Sam asks him.
"You think he's lying? What you wanna go Guantanamo on the guy?" Dean asks his brother.
"Dean, maybe it's possible that he doesn't even realize that the does know something" Calliope tells him.
"Huh?" Dean asks her.
"Listen, why don't we at least take him to Bobby's, maybe there we can so some hypnosis or get a psychic, maybe if we're lucky Cass could drop back into him" Calliope tells him.
"I don't know" he says to her.
"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 says to his brother, and Dean just shakes his head, "What?" Sam asks him.
"Remember when our job was helping people, like getting them to their families" Dean says to him.
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"You think I don't wanna help him. I'm just being realistic, hell we're doing him a favor" Sam says.
"How?" Dean asks.
"Dean, if we wanna question the guy...you can damn well bet the demons do too" Sam tells him.
"Sam has a point Dean, we need to keep Jimmy with us" Calliope tells him.
"Fine, but you are gonna break the news to him" Dean says and they go back into the motel room.
"What the hell do you mean, I can't go home?" Jimmy asks after Calliope told him he has to stay with them.
"It's a good chance you have a bull's-eye on your back" Dean tells him.
"What? From who?" he asks them.
Calliope looks at Dean, and then at Sam, before looking back at Jimmy, "from demons" she tells him.
"Come on, that's crazy. What do they want with me?" he asks.
"I dunno, information, maybe" Dean tells him.
"I don't know anything" he says to them.
"I know, but" "Look, I'm done, okay, with demons, angels, all of it. I just wanna go home." He interrupts Dean.
"We understand" Dean says to him.
"I don't think that you do understand. I've been shot and stabbed and healed and my bodies been dragged all over the Earth. By some miracle, I'm out and I am done. I've given enough, okay" Jimmy says.
"Look, all we're saying is that until we figure this out the safest place is with us" Sam tells him.
"How long?" Jimmy then asks.
"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it" Sam says to him.
Jimmy then starts to head for the door, "Where are you going?" Dean asks him, as Sam moves in front of him to stop him from leaving.
"To see my wife and daughter, okay" he says to them.
"No, you're not. You're just gonna put those people in danger" Sam says to him.
"So, what, now I' m a prisoner?" Jimmy asks him.
"Harsh way to put it" Sam says to him.
Sam offered to watch Jimmy, making sure he didn't try to leave on them, so Calliope and Dean shared the one bed, as Jimmy took the other bed. They try to get some rest, wanting to deal with what to do about Jimmy in the morning. Just before dawn Sam shakes them awake, Jimmy had given him the slip. Sam scrambles to pack his bag as Calliope and Dean stand in the bathroom brushing their teeth.
"Callie, Dean would you hurry up" Sam tells them, as Dean steps out of the bathroom, laughing at him. "Sorry, uh, this is funny to you?" Sam says to him.
"Mr. Big-Bad-Prison-Guard, Jimmy McMook gives you the slip, yeah it's pretty funny. What were you doing, anyway?" Dean asks him.
"I was getting a coke" Sam tells him.
"Was it a refreshing coke?" Dean asks as Calliope finishes in the bathroom and starts to gather her stuff.
"Can we just go, please?" Sam asks him. Dean just looks at him, and heads back to the bathroom, "Callie, do you think you can use your powers to find Jimmy?" Sam asks her.
"Sam, I've got no idea how this really works, plus so far it's only worked when you or Dean have called out for me, or needed my help. It's like I'm only connected to you two" she tells him as she zips up her bag. The three of them then leave the motel, hitting the road, trying to figure out where Jimmy went.
As they drive, suddenly Anna appears beside Calliope in the backseat, "Hey guys" she says scaring the crap out of Dean.
"Ah, Ahh!" he says losing control of the Impala for a second, "Jeez, Jesus" he says.
"Smooth" Anna says to him.
"You ever try calling ahead?" Dean asks her.
"I like the element of surprise" she tells him.
"Well, you look terrific" Dean then says smiling, and Calliope rolls her eyes.
"Now's not really the time, Dean" Calliope says a little bitterness in her voice.
"You let Jimmy get away" Anna says to Dean.
"Talk to Geronimo here" Dean tells her pointing at Sam.
Sam looks back at her, "Sam" she says, "you seem different" she says to him.
"Me, he, a haircut" he then says to her.
"That's not what I'm talking about, I'm surprised you can't tell" Anna says looking at Calliope, and Sam just looks at her for a second.
"So what'd Jimmy tell you? He remember anything?" Anna then asks them.
"Why? What's going on?" Dean asks her.
"It's Cass, he got sent back home. Well, more like dragged back" she tells him.
"Back to Heaven, but wouldn't that be a good thing?" Calliope asks her.
"No, that's a very bad thing. Painfully, awfully bad. He must have seriously pissed someone off" she tells her.
"Cass said he had something to tell me, something important" Dean then says.
"What?" Anna asks him.
"I don't know" Dean tells her.
"Does Jimmy know?" she then asks.
"We don't think so" Calliope tells her.
"You don't think so, whatever it is, it's huge. You gotta find out for sure" she informs them.
"That's why we're going after Jimmy" Sam tells her.
"That's why you shouldn't have let him go in the first place. He's probably dead already" she adds, as they continue on toward Jimmy's home.
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