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Chapter Sixty-Five

LAST TWO EPISODES OMG
also please ignore that the first part might be confusing?? just a little foreshadowing and all of that bc i'm not sure if i'll make it to 15 books lmao






"Something's not right." Jenny said as she looked around the dark city. There wasn't a single car in sight, no human to be seen.

"Everything will be okay." Jenny jumped, spinning around to see herself a few feet away. Her doppelgänger was on the ground, covered in blood as the scene changed. Blood pooled around her, and Jenny's eyes widened in horror as she saw Sam and Dean struggle against an invisible force on the wall.

"Jennifer!" Dean screamed, straining against the wall as he tried to reach out to her dying self.

Jenny shook her head in a panic and turned around. "It's a dream. That's what this is." She realized, trying to wake herself up. "Wake up, Jennifer. Wake up!"

"You can't wake up, yet." She turned back around at the sound of Nathaniel.

"Nate?" She gasped quietly. Her brother was smiling wickedly. He shook his head and his eyes turned yellow.

"This is— well... It will be reality, Jennifer. Play the right cards..." Nate turned back to her dead doppelgänger, the voices of Sam and Dean crying and screaming had drowned away. "And that will be you in a few years."

"No. No it's a dream. You aren't real." Jenny yelled, attempting to run but could only walk to the exit. When she opened the door, she stood in a cemetery.

She could see herself weeping over a boy's body, his eyes burned out and what appeared to be angel wings burned into the ground beneath them. Sam and Dean stood next to a man in a trench coat, another grizzly haired man stood a few paces away.

"And this will be you in... A very long time." Nate continued, standing next to her.

"I don't understand... How am I seeing all of this?" Jenny looked at Nate, who stared at the group.

"It's the dagger. It doesn't just kill what you want it to... It shows you premonitions of what could be the future."

"How do you know this?" She slowly turned back to see the premonition disappearing.

"Because I was the one that gave Daniel the dagger. I didn't like the visions I was seeing of myself. I saw myself becoming evil. I saw you kill me." Jenny's eyes widened again, and she shook her head.

"No.. No I would never—"

"But you will. What you are seeing, no matter what you try to do... It will happen." Darkness came upon them, Jenny turning to see herself holding the Dagger, crying as she aimed it at Nate.

"Kill me!" Nate's doppelgänger yelled before her own slammed the dagger into his gut. Jenny took a shocked step back, turning to Nate.

"You will kill the thing that killed Mary Winchester. The thing that killed our grandmother... And you'll kill me in the process."

Jenny gasped and shot up from the bed, drenched in her own sweat as Dean looked over at her.

"Bad dream?" He frowned, cleaning his gun as Jenny stood up, opening every cabinet she could find.

"Where is it?" She asked in a quick tone, Sam and Dean glancing at one another. She marched over to John's bag, tearing it open and dumping the contents out.

"Woah! Woah slow down Jenny!"

"Where's the dagger!?" She yelled as Dean rushed over to her, grabbing her by the arms.

"Jen, what's going on?"

"It's the dagger! It was— It was showing me these—these things. The future." Dean frowned in confusion, looking at Sam.

"The future?" Sam asked, skeptical about what she was saying.

"Yes! Stop looking at me like I'm crazy! We need to get rid of it!"

"Get rid of what?" Everyone turned to see John standing in the doorway. "Why the hell is my stuff all over the floor?"

"Jen thinks she saw the future." Dean answered, John giving her a suspicious look.

"I'm being serious! I saw myself dy—" Jenny stopped for a moment as Dean gave her a worried glance. "I saw myself die."

"How?" John asked, closing the motel room's door.

"I don't know. But Sam and Dean... it looked like something was pinning them on the wall... I had— had claw marks in my body. And then I saw me crying over a kids body."

"What." Dean deadpanned, though he looked even more panicked.

"He was probably 18. Maybe 20, at most. It all looked so far into the future... But then the whole scene changed and... And I saw myself stab Nathaniel with the dagger."

John suddenly stopped. "Nathaniel?"

"Her brother." Sam answered softly, and Jenny laughed, shaking her head and sat down.

"He had yellow eyes. Like... like he was being possessed. And I—I stabbed him." Jenny looked over at John. "Where's the dagger?"

John pulled it out of his jacket. "Jen, maybe they were just bad dreams." Dean suggested as Jenny shot up, shaking her head.

"No way. That was no dr—" Jenny grabbed the dagger, freezing in her spot as everything fell dark for a moment.

She was standing in that forest again, looking down at her hand to see the dagger. "Do it, Jennifer. Please."

She slowly turned around to see Nate. It looked like he was trying to move but something was keeping him from doing so. "Kill me. Kill the demon!"

"No. No I can't—"

"Kill me!" Nate's eyes suddenly turned yellow, Jenny, in a panic, slammed the knife into his stomach.

"Jennifer!" The voices of the Winchester's in sync caused Jenny to snap back to reality, quickly looking down to see the dagger was still in her hand.

"Jenny, what did you see?" Sam asked, his hand still gripping her shoulder.

"I killed him." Jenny whispered, looking at John.
"I killed the demon."

✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧

"So this is it. This is everything I know." John said as he gestured to all of the news clippings and research on the motel wall. "Look, our whole lives we been searching for this demon right? Not a trace, just... nothing. Until about a year ago. For the first time I picked up a trail."

"And that's when you took off." Jenny and Dean stated in unison, John nodding.

"Yeah. That's right. The demon must have come out of hiding, or... hibernation."

"All right so what's this trail you found?" Dean asked, pacing back and forth.

"It starts in Arizona, then New Jersey, California. Houses burned down to the ground. It's going after families, just like it went after us."

"Families with infants?" Sam asked and John nodded.

"Yeah. The night of the kid's six-month birthday." John said, looking between the three.

"It doesn't make sense, though. My grandma didn't have a son when I went to live with her. Hell, my mom was her only child." Jenny shrugged as John copied her.

"I was six months old that night?" Sam asked softly. John paused, hesitating before nodding slowly.

"Exactly six months."

"So basically, this demon is going after these kids for some reason. The same way it came for me? So Mom's death... Jessica. It's all because of me?"  Jenny shook her head at Sam.

"We don't know that, Sam." Jenny said, looking over to him from her chair.

"Oh really? Cause I'd say we're pretty damn sure Jenny."

Dean huffed loudly, growing frustrated. "For the last time, what happened to them was not your fault."

"Right. It's not my fault but it's my problem." Sam shouted as Jenny clenched her jaw, keeping herself from chiming in.

"No it's not your problem it's our problem!" Dean yelled. John stood up, slamming his hand on the table.

"Okay. That's enough." The two brothers huffed angrily.

"So why's he doing it. What does he want?" Sam asked, still agitated.

"Look I wish I had more answers, I do. I've always been one step behind it. Look, I've never gotten there in time to save...."

John looked down, clearly unhappy as Dean continued with his questions. "All right so how do we find it... before it hits again?" Dean asked as his father sighed.

"There's signs. It took me a while to see the pattern but it's there in the days before these fires signs crop up in an area. Cattle deaths, temperature fluctations, electrical storms. And then I went back and checked... and..." John trailed off as Dean cut in.

"These things happened in Lawrence."

John nodded slowly. "A week before your mother died. And in Palo Alto...before Jessica... And Idaho... before your grandmother." John looked to Jenny, who crossed her arms. "And these signs, they're starting again."

"Where."

"Salvation, Iowa."






short chapter bc i'm trying to get to 70 chapters or close as possible to make this my longest fanfic ever🤭

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