I DON'T OWN THE PLOT OR ANY SUPERNATURAL CHARACTERS. ONLY MY CHARACTER AND HER LIFE STORY.

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4x20
Part Three

We're all in the same game; Just different levels. Dealing with the same hell; Just different devils.

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Jimmy pushes Amelia and Claire into the pantry and begins searching the shelves for salt.

Amelia, who had no knowledge about what was going on, stood in front of Claire in protection mode.

As scared as she was, the mother was just trying to stay calm and talk to her husband in a way that didn't make him seen more crazier than he was showing himself to be.

"Where is it?" Jimmy desperately searched for the salt.

"Roger was your best friend," Amelia said calmly.

"Roger was a demon, damn it." Jimmy successfully found the salt and made a line across the doorway, "Don't cross this line!"

"Jimmy, you thought you were better, but you are so sick." Anger filled Amelia's veins as she backed Claire into the corner.

Jimmy put the salt back on the shelf and turned to her, "Look, I am not crazy."

"You stay the hell away from us!" Amelia told him as he reached out to touch her.

Jimmy held her by the arms, "This is all very, very real."

"Stay the hell away from us!" Amelia pushed him into the shelf,  "No! Run." She told Claire who ran out, "Leave her alone, I said."

Jimmy pushed Amelia off of him as nonviolently as he could, "Stay here."

As soon as he went after Claire, Amelia followed, yelling at him to stay away from their daughter.

To their dismay, when they walk into the living room, Roger has Claire with a knife to her neck, his head bleeding from the candlestick.

"Damn it." Muttered Jimmy.

"Hey, pal." Said the demon, "Told you I'd gut the bitch."

"Roger," Amelia said with widened eyes.

"Daddy?" Claire was fearful.

Jimmy took a step forward, "Just let her go, okay?"

Roger stepped back, taking Claire with him, "Now, me, I would, but the missus, she has other ideas."

Suddenly, Roger's possessed wife comes behind Jimmy, throwing him to the ground.

She straddles Jimmy and starts punching him in the face.

"Daddy!" Screamed Claire.

The demon looked back at Amelia with her black eyes, shocking Mrs. Novak immensely.

"Oh my god." Amelia was appalled.

The demon went back to hurting Jimmy but got attacked by Amelia.

Unfortunately, Amelia wasn't any help due to her getting thrown back.

To the rescue, Dean appears behind Roger and cuts his throat with the demon knife, killing him.

The living room window gets crashed through by a demon who lands on the floor.

The petrified creature crawled backward as Nadia climbed through the window with her angel blade in hand.

"You bitch," He insulted her.

Just as he looked upward to escape his body, he failed when Nadia flung her blade, nailing him right in the chest.

"Language, you dick." Nadia pulled the blade out of his chest.

Being the only demon left, late Roger's wife gets up but is caught by Sam who has his hand stretched out, using his abilities.

"Go." Sam groaned struggling, "Get them out of here."

Dean could barely keep his gaze off his brother as he motioned Jimmy and Claire out with Nadia, "Go, go."

The couple led them outside, leaving Sam to finish the job.

Sam tries to exorcise the demon but is unsuccessful.

The demon smiles, approaching him, "Aw. Can't get it up, can you, Sam?"

"No, but I can." Said Dean who came back inside the house.

The demon turns to the Winchester who was about to stab her but flees her body before he can strike.

Dean grabs Sam and leads him out the door, "Come on, come on, come on, come on."

They run toward the Impala where Nadia is standing with Claire and Jimmy.

"Thank god," Jimmy was relieved.

"Where's your wife?" Dean asked.

Amelia joined the group with coats for Jimmy and Claire, "Right here." She wrapped her daughter up.

"Let's go."

While Sam and Dean get in the front, Nadia gets in the back with the family.

Dean starts up the Impala and they drive off.

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Once they were far away from harm, the group pulled over to discuss their next move.

Now that they had Jimmy back there was no doubt that the demons were going to continue to try and get him until they succeeded.

While Amelia and Claire sat in the backseat of the Impala cuddled up, Nadia, Jimmy, and the boys were standing at the trunk of the car, talking.

"You were right." Said Jimmy sadly.

"I'm sorry we were." Replied Dean.

Jimmy shook his head desperate, "I'm telling you, I don't know anything."

Nadia shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest, "I don't think they're inclined to believe you."

"And even if they did, you're a vessel," Explained Sam. "They're still gonna wanna know what makes you tick."

Dean nodded, "Which means vivisection, if they're feeling generous."

"I'm gonna tell you once again, you're putting your family in danger." Sam reminded him sternly, "You have to come with us."

Jimmy hated that it had to come to this but he knew they were right.

He looked back at the car, staring at his family longingly.

"How long?" Jimmy asked receiving an eyeroll from Sam, "And don't give me that cross that bridge when we get to it crap."

"Don't you get it?" Sam squinted at him, "Forever." He said harshly, "The demons will never stop. You can never be with your family. So you either get as far away from them as possible or you put a bullet in your head. And that's how you keep your family safe. But there's no getting out and there's no going home."

Nadia frowned at the younger Winchester in disgust.

Dean who was just as taken aback said, "Well, don't sugarcoat it, Sam."

"I'm just telling him the truth, Dean." Sam angrily glanced at his brother, "Someone has to."

Nadia scoffed at Sam.

If this moment didn't prove that something was off about Sam she didn't know what did. Nadia was so appalled all she could do was shake her head and walk away.

As if the situation wasn't grueling enough, Sam's words of advice didn't put Jimmy at ease at all.

After finding the guts to tell his family he had to leave again, Jimmy opened the back door of the Impala where Amelia was sitting next to a sleeping Claire.

Jimmy knelt down to look at her face to face.

"Hey." She whispered, "So I pretty much owe you the biggest apology ever."

Jimmy looked down, "No, you don't."

"Yes, I do." Amelia chuckled, "I'm so sorry, Jimmy." Tears streamed down her cheeks, "And I will never, ever forgive myself for letting you walk out that door."

She chuckled softly, shaking her head, "So. . . demons, huh?"

"Yeah." Jimmy nodded which only made her laugh again in disbelief.

"Can we . . . ?" Amelia paused, "Can we even go home, or . . . ? What are we gonna do?"

Jimmy let out a small sigh, "They are gonna get you a car, don't ask me how, and you're gonna take Claire to Carl and Sally's as fast as you can."

"Wait. What about you?" She asked.

Jimmy gave her a sad look in which she immediately declined the plan saying, "No, I'm not going anywhere without you, Jimmy."

"Listen to me." He looked into her eyes, "Every moment that I'm with you, you and Claire are in danger."

"I don't care." Her eyes widened, "We are not splitting up again."

"We don't have a choice."

Amelia paused and gulped, "For how long?"

As much as he hated the saying, Jimmy replied, "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

More tears formed in Amelia's eyes as she looked over at a sleeping Claire.

Jimmy looked away, beginning to cry himself.

Amelia looked at him, letting out a sharp breath, "We're a family."

"They will kill you, Amelia, and they'll kill Claire." Jimmy told her, "You just have to get as far away from me as you can."

As the couple hugged one another, Dean caught a sad glimpse before walking away.

After finding a car in an abandoned parking lot, Sam took no time to start hotwiring it.

While he was doing that, Amelia was standing there waiting while Jimmy was saying goodbye to Claire.

Meanwhile, Dean was holding Nadia from behind, the couple watching the daughter and father.

"It sucks, you know?" Nadia shook her head, "It isn't fair."

"It's never fair," Dean replied.

She shrugged, "Still sucks and Sam . . . he doesn't help." Nadia looked up at the Winchester.

Dean looked into her eyes, anxiously.

"You know his mojo back there, it didn't work there," He confesses, "It was almost like he was struggling."

Nadia's eyebrows raised thoughtfully. She put her gaze back forward.

What the hell is up with Sam?

The car started up and Sam nodded at Amelia, "Okay, so, uh, here's your car."

Amelia gave a slight nod and looked over at Jimmy and Claire.

Pulling away, Jimmy gave his wife a look of goodbye and got into the Impala along with the trio.

Claire and her mother watched them pull away until the Impala was no longer in sight.

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The rain sang a lullaby against the car as the group quietly drove down the road.

While Jimmy was asleep in the backseat with a quiet Nadia, it was the perfect time for Dean to bring up Sam's behavior.

The older Winchester glanced back at Jimmy, making sure he didn't talk too loud, "What the hell happened back there?"

Sam frowned, looking over at his brother, "What?"

"You practically fainted trying to gank a demon." Dean rejogged his memory.

Sam rolled his eyes as if his brother was being dramatic, "Okay, I didn't faint. I got a little dizzy.

Nadia kept her gaze out the window, listening.

"Well, you can call it whatever you want." Dean could care less, "Point is, you used to be strong enough to kill Alastair. Now you can't even kill a stunt-demon number three?"

"What do you want me to say about it, Dean?"

"Well for starters, what's going on with your mojo?" Dean asked, "I mean, it's yo-yoing all over the place. I'm not trying to pick a fight here, okay? I just – you're scaring me, man. . . You're scaring us."

Sam stared forward, a conflicted look on his face, "I'm scaring myself."

Dean glanced at his brother worriedly when suddenly Nadia's phone rang.

She took it out of her jacket pocket and answered, "Hello?"

When she didn't recognize the voice she asked, "Who is this?"

She turned to Jimmy, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Hey," She said when he woke up, "It's your wife."

Jimmy takes the phone and puts it to his ear, "Amelia?"

A look of fear suddenly comes over him, "Oh, my God."