Hey guys sorry again for my crappy-ness! But here is a new chapter YAAY you guys can expect two new chapters this week. Chapter 34 is the FINAL chapter of Part II. BUT FEAR NOT. A Part III is in the works!

32

"Shit, are you okay?" Jo's terrified face was hovering over me as she pressed a soaked towel to my shoulder.

"I'm fine." I insisted. "Do you have a phone?"

"You're losing a lot of blood," Jo pointed out. "If we don't get you to the hospital it won't end well."

"I'm fine," I said getting to my feet in a struggle. "I just need a phone. I told Dave I'd update him and he needs an update…now." I collapsed against a wooden pillar in exhaustion, and Jo helped me down as I sank back to the ground.

"Okay, just sit tight, I'll grab you my phone." She said placing my hand over the towel where hers had been. She came back in less than a minute, and dialed for me.

"He's changed his number." I said shaking my head.

Her face fell and I felt terrible.

"Oh, right. Of course." She handed me the phone.

I smiled faintly, and began dialing. The problem was, Dave wasn't picking up.

"I can't believe him," I said exasperated. "You had one job Dave, one job!"

"Isn't he usually a little flaky with picking up his phone?" Jo asked.

"Absolutely, but not when it comes to Zach." I sighed. "Something's not right."

"Maybe he's in the middle of kicking somebody's ass." Jo tried.

I chuckled.

"I'm sorry I'm missing it."

"Hey, Ella—you are that same girl right? That girl Ella from the carnival?"

I nodded heavily.

"How?" She wondered.

That was right. I'd been two years younger than her when I'd seen her last. Now I was two years older.

"I'm from somewhere far from here," I started. "My timeline is a little different than yours."

"I don't get how distance has got anything to do with time, but I'm not gonna try to make sense of it because we have to get going. For one, you're bleeding to death, and on top of that Zach—or whoever that was—ran, and we need to find him."

"Okay, we don't need to do anything." I told her. "You are going to stay here and take care of this place, and I will go after Zach and find him myself."

"Listen just because you're older and know how to kick a little ass, don't make you my new boss—"

"Listen," I hissed. "Do you know what Dave will do to me if anything happened to you?"

She silenced herself.

"First of all, Dave's not gonna get a chance to do anything if your mother finds out, because first she'll kill Dave, then Zach, and she wont care how much ass I can kick, she's gonna kill me too. So you listen to me, and stay here, because the less people involved, the better."

She nodded.

"That demon—" She flushed red. "That demon said that Dave and you…I mean I know demons lie but—"

"It wasn't lying." I said softly. "I know that's not really what you want to hear, but it just happened. I wasn't trying to get him to like me."

"Really? I was." She kept her eyes glued to the ground, and she evidently wished she could swallow her words back in.

"Don't worry about it too much," I said with a shrug. "Things are complicated. Who knows what's going to happen?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know," I said. "I might leave, and he'll move on if I don't come back. There might even come a day where he would want me to go."

Jo smiled sadly.

"That's the thing with Dave, though. He's a lot of things that'll drive somebody nuts. But he's loyal. He'd never turn his back on a friend."

Suddenly I felt a little nervous without knowing why and I took a deep breath.

"Things change." I said, but mostly to myself.

"We have to get you out of here." Jo said helping me to my feet. "The bar opens up again at 7:30 tonight, and that's only an hour or so for me to clean up around here."

"Right." I said clutching my shoulder.

"Ella, I really think that you should let me patch you up or something." She said concerned. "This wound looks deadly if doesn't stop bleeding soon."

"It will stop," I said, although I felt so drained, I hardly believed it would.

"You don't need to call anyone else? Maybe leave Dave a message and warn him or—"

"Oh my God!" I cried. "I just remembered—Bobby! He's the closest one to the brothers, and he's not far from here. I need to warn him."

Jo quickly handed me her phone again and Bobby picked up almost as soon as I called.

"Bobby Singer—"

"Bobby, it's Ella!"

"What's wrong? D'you two find Zach yet?"

"No no… listen, Zach is possessed by that demon we exorcised that first time I was here. Meg, remember her?"

"Meg?"

"Yes, and he's going to turn up in the Impala or something, Bobby, and you have to be careful, because she's after a bunch of hunters who are close to the Winchesters."

"That explains Steve Wandell. Died this morning, and the news is going around fast."

"Okay, just be careful."

"I will. You look out for yourself too, y'understand?"

"Yes sir."

The moment I hung up I gave Jo her phone back with a thank you. She seemed more than happy to play some role in saving the day. She was pretty awesome, and I felt bad treating her like a kid, but I just didn't want to have a death on my hands.

"I'm sorry I'm being so mean to you." I said. "I'm not trying to boss you around like Dave, but I couldn't bear it if you died on my watch."

"It's okay, I understand." Jo said with a slight roll of her eyes. "I mean, I wish I didn't understand, but I do. I wouldn't want that either."

With a quick goodbye, I dragged myself over to the motel clutching the shoulder where I'd been shot, waiting for it to heal. Blood was getting everywhere. I ran inside and saw that the machine had a voicemail. I took a seat on the bed, and pressed the button with the blinking light next to it.

"Cru, I think I figured out what's going on back here." Dave's voice told me. "I think it's a jinn. I've tracked it down, and the good news is those girls are likely still alive. Just get back to me when you get this okay?"

The message ended as an automated voice told me that it had been sent 30 minutes after I'd been knocked out. I must've ignored it, but more importantly, if Dave tracked it down how come I hadn't heard from him? Why wasn't he picking up his phone?

I knew the answers, but I kept telling myself he had a hang of things. He was Dave Savage, after all. But he was alone now, and God knows what had happened to him. For some reason I had trouble remembering what the episode with the jinn involved, and suddenly I remembered their mother, and a girl named Carmen.

With a blink, I'd found myself lying down in a bed (an extremely comfortable one by the way), and the nightstand beside me looked too fancy to belong in a motel room. Relieved, I noticed the wound on my shoulder had healed completely. Had Zach not been possessed I wondered if I'd be so lucky.

I slowly got up and suddenly started gripping for dear life onto the bed sheets. I appeared to be completely unclothed underneath the blankets. This was…odd. I felt relief when I heard Dave's familiar voice in the other room, and wrapped the sheets around me as I hobbled over.

I paused and noticed the strange redness making its appearance on the star brand. I looked at it for a moment before heading to the other room.

Dave had his back towards me and was on the phone.

"Zach, I haven't been drinking, I swear, I was hunting, and all of a sudden I found— I said I was hunting. No, I didn't kill any deer—"

I snatched the phone from his hand and hung up for him, and he turned back to me.

"What the—Cru?!" He examined me after squeezing me half to death. "What are you wearing?"

"Nothing actually." I said accusingly.

"It wasn't me." He said with a shrug. "I just woke up, saw some chick sleeping next to me and ran. "

"Some chick?!"

"I didn't know it was you! Your hair is…different."

"Different?" I said frantically pulling at the strands. "Different how?"

"Normal." Dave said with a somewhat approving nod.

"What, you don't like how my hair usually is?" I asked with a glare.

"It's not that. It's just…well, damn, it's weird seeing you look normal. I was always curious about what you would look like with your hair one color, and it's…weird."

I rolled my eyes.

"Look, I'm going to find some clothes, don't go anywhere without me. Cool?"

"Yes ma'am."

I went back into the room and shut the door, digging through the closet for something to wear when I noticed pictures of Dave and I being really cutesy, and at first it was pretty funny, but out of nowhere, I was sad, and I wasn't quite sure why. I guess it was hard to believe we could ever be so annoyingly romantic with each other.

The phone rang snapping me back, and it was quickly cut short as Dave picked it up.

His voice suddenly went very soft after his big, "Yello!"

I didn't think much of it until, as I was pulling a shirt on, I heard the door slam. I ran out.

"Dave!" I cried, and in an instant I was in Bobby's living room with Zach tied up to the chair.

"You're just in time." Bobby said handing me a book and taking a swig of his beer.

"What just happened?" I asked a little out of it.

"Well, nothin' yet. But Zach here needs to have his body back to himself now, so if you would do the honors." Bobby gestured to the book in my hand with his beer bottle.

"You want me to perform the exorcism?"

"Oh this should be good…" I heard Zach say with a laugh, but it of course wasn't Zach.

"Well it ain't gonna perform itself."

"Word choice Bobby…" I said trying to fill in for Dave. Bobby only shrugged.

"Look, this could've been taken care of two states ago if you'd known how to do an exorcism. Practice makes perfect, don't it?" He said taking a seat, as though he was ready for the show to start.

I sighed and held the book in my hands reading the Latin scripture to the best of my ability, and was surprised it was effective at all. To say Meg was not pleased, would be an understatement.

"Oh, you're kidding me." She said, a demonic feminine voice doubling over Zach's.

"Dave would have a field day if he were here." I mumbled.

"You're never going to last." The demon hissed. "You know it, he knows, hell, even Zachie here knows it."

"Ella, keep goin'." Bobby advised.

As I nodded and continued, so did the demon.

"I think one of these days, he's even going to hate you." She said. "Could you stand it, Cru Ella? The boy you love so much, hating you?"

I paused and the demon smiled.

"Ella." Bobby said more sternly this time.

I dropped my head back to the book, and read, and focused only on reading, ignoring whatever the demon had to say, until it had nothing left to say.

The black smoke burst from Zach and his head hung. I ran up to him and started to untie the ropes soaked with holy water that had been burning his skin.

"Careful," Bobby advised. "He'll topple over you faster than you can say his name."

I took a step back.

"You're right."

"Right about what?" I heard a woman's voice say.

Startled, I spun around to see that I was outside of a house in broad daylight and standing before me was Jess.

"Oh my God," I started. "You-you're here."

"Yea," She said with her wide smile, even though she was likely confused.

"What are you doing here?"

"Dinner." She said scowling now. "Come on, the boys are inside with Mary."

"Okay…"

It was as we were walking up the steps that I noticed we were both in dresses, and had our hair done nicely.

"Ella!" Mary's warm smile was given along with a tight hug. "Dave said you were caught up at work for a little but I'm so glad you could make it."

"Yea me too." I said softly. Looking at her all of a sudden made me remember my own mother, and images of her humming while cooking came to mind.

"Are you okay?" Mary asked.

"I'm fine." I said not really convincing myself.

"She's just tired from work," Dave revealed himself from the living room. He walked over to me and put an arm around my waist. "Right… hon?"

I made a face but played along anyway.

"Yea, it gets hard sometimes." I said not really knowing what I was talking about.

"I'm sure," Mary said leading me into the bathroom. She began playing with her hair, and correcting eye make-up mistakes. "Being a nurse requires a lot of compassion, and no one is more fit for that than you, sweetie."

Could she stop? I was going to start sobbing in the middle of her bathroom if she kept this up.

"Ready?" Jess said locking arms with me as I followed Mary out of the bathroom.

"Yea," I said still feeling like a lost puppy. Judging from the expression on Dave's face, he was feeling the same.

"You know," Jess said as we trailed behind the rest of the family. "I'm glad you're in his life."

I smiled faintly.

"I was worried for a while," She continued. "The way they were with each other. Like they never grew up in the same house or something. It would have to take DNA testing to prove they were brothers for crying out loud."

What did this have to do with me?

"I guess it's sad, but Zach used to be a little embarrassed of his 'careless-and-always-drunk' older brother. I remember everyone thinking you two were moving too fast, but I knew that you were the best thing for him when he started calling Zach, 'Zachie' again. Then the phone calls and the visits became more frequent, and Zach wasn't so uncomfortable around him anymore."

"Oh, I'm sure that's not all because of me."

"Of course it is. You don't need to be modest. Ever since you came along, he seems happier, his business started picking up, and we can manage to see him without a beer bottle in his hand every once in a while." She paused before climbing in the car. "You're really an inspiration for us."

For who? Who was "us"? What was happening?!

"Cru!" Dave called.

"Dave, why are you calling her that?" Mary said with a disapproving look on her face.

"Uh… inside joke." He said with a shrug. He looked back at me. "You coming?"

I climbed into the Impala as Mary went to take a seat with Zach and Jess.

"Okay, what the hell is going on?" I asked the moment we were alone.

Dave only shrugged.

"You can't keep using that as a response." I said but he remained silent. "Well… something's not right here."

He only breathed heavily.

We arrived at a restaurant, and as we waited for our meals Zach and Jess prepared for an announcement.

"We didn't just want to have this dinner for Zach's new internship at the firm," Jess started, taking Zach's hand.

"We wanted everyone to be here," Zach said. "I asked Jess to marry me…"

"Oh my God!" Mary gasped, covering her mouth with her hand.

"…and she said yes." Zach grinned, and I'd never seen him look so happy. I looked over to Dave and I saw the same thing.

It occurred to me how dangerous this must have been for him. He wasn't just given a chance at this new life, he was living it there and now.

Hugs and kisses were exchanged, and it was weird because everything was so normal. Dave was right. Normal was weird.

"Finally following your footsteps, big bro." Zach said patting Dave's back.

I suddenly became aware of the diamond that sat elegantly on my left hand and blinked at it a few times. I was about to take my hand off the table, when Dave slipped his fingers between mine. He looked at it longingly almost like he was unaware of my presence. His mind was clearly more focused on the commitment another version of himself had made.

"Honey, don't you remember what you said when you broke the news to us?" Mary asked looking to Dave. "Well you said a lot of romantic things but—"

"Let me guess," He didn't take his eyes off our hands. In a fragile voice he continued, "Best decision I made in my life." Finally he blinked and took his hand back.

"It was just so precious." Mary said as she waved her hands around her face. "Oh gosh, I'm trying not to cry. How embarrassing." She took Zach's hand and kissed it. "I'm so proud of you guys."

"I gotta run to the bathroom," Dave said standing up. "I'll be right back."

"Gosh, is he okay?" Jess peeked over in his direction.

"I'll go check on him." I said getting to my feet. "I'm sure he's fine."

Just as I had disappeared from their sight, I appeared in Bobby's kitchen.

"You ought to stop doin' that." He said getting Zach a glass of water.

Upon looking at his tired face, I suddenly became overwhelmed with sadness thinking if he would have ever looked so tired if he had been living the life I'd known he could've had with Jess.

I simply walked over to the table and took a seat next to him.

"How are you doing?" I asked rubbing his arm.

"I've been better." He chuckled. Any slight amusement (bitter or otherwise) fell from his face immediately. "The things she made me do Ella…"

"Hey," I started. "It wasn't you. It was her using you."

"I should've fought it."

"And I should've stopped it." I argued.

"That's not how it works—"

"How come there's always an exception to the rules that apply to me? How come I always get a break when things don't go right? You deserve as much of a break as I do, maybe even more. You had no control over what happened, and unlike me, you have no way of knowing what's going to happen next."

He just sighed heavily and shook his head, likely telling himself that I could never understand.

"Well luckily there are solutions to this problem." I said. "But first, let's save Dave's ass."

Zach's demeanor shifted instantly.

"Why? What happened to Dave? Is he okay? Where is he?"

"Oh my God." I said holding my palm out for him to stop. "Slow down there, cowboy."

"Well?"

"He's still on our last hunt."

Zach closed his eyes trying to remember.

"The one with the two people missing?" He recalled.

"Yea, and the good news is it's not that far."

"So like 12 hours?"

I made a face.

"No, dude, like two." I shook my head as we stood up. "You guys need a new definition of 'not that far'."

On the way to our destination, Zach refused to shut up, which, granted, was a first for him.

"Where is he? Is he okay? Did we figure out what the hunt was?"

"Zach." I said as we pulled up to the abandoned warehouse. "You have the knife?"

"Yea but—"

"Then trust me."

I walked in tentatively hoping to spot Dave. Sure enough, there he was strung up just so that the tip of his boots scraped the floor's surface. I turned to Zach.

"Grab Dave, and give me the knife. I'll get the jinn."

"The what?"

"The—I'll explain later."

Quickly Zach bolted to his brother taking various tubes out of his mouth, and from his vein as Dave muttered some things I couldn't make out. I did, however, hear him say "I'm sorry" a couple of times.

Then I caught sight of the creature we were after. Quickly, and quietly, I sneaked up behind it as Zach slung his brother's arm over his shoulder. Without a sound I slit its throat, and stabbed it's heart. Zach turned to me stunned.

"How did you know what was going on?"

"Dave knew. He came here to save the day," I gestured to the other girls strung up and unconscious. "He left me a voicemail and I remembered."

"I'll take him to the car," Zach suggested. "Take the girls down, and call the ambulance."

"Look at you all large and in charge, now." I paused. "Well… you were always large but you get the picture."

"Just get 'em down, Ella."

"Yes sir!" I said as he headed out.

I took out the phone and held it between my ear and shoulder as I dialed 911.

"Hey, we got two girls whose vitals are out of whack. They've lost a lot of blood, and are fading fast." I paused and made a face at the lady on the other end. "No this isn't a prank call." I assured her.

Giving her the address, and laying the two girls on the ground, I opened up the phone and slipped out the sim card crushing it repeatedly under my heel.