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The Hunter is a Devil	By : MellindaHightop Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 761 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Um....Kerri?”

“Is it life or death Jesse?”

“.......No.”

“Then go try on the clothes.”

Jesse looked over his shoulder at Kerri. The woman was seated not far from the dressing room, buried in a book. To keep a low profile her eyes were covered by a pair of small sunglasses. He looked around the store again before focusing on Kerri.

“Kerri” He whined softly, trying not to draw attention from any of the store employees. The book drifted down slightly, Kerri stared at him over the rim of the book. Jesse gulped softly before straightening his back to look her in the eyes.

“Should we be here? I mean I did run away from home.”

“No you didn't.”

“What?”

“You didn't run away. I went to your parents before they went to the cops. The Amber Alert was never sent up.”

He stared at her with wide eyes as she went back to reading her book. The words 'Helter Skelter' flashed at his as the book resettled in front of her face. Shifting slightly he moved into the dressing room. All the clothes fir him and actually were pretty good. Jesse came out dressed in black loose jeans and an Incredible Hulk t shirt.

“They fit?”

“Yeah, thanks.”

“Making the clothes would just be an illusion. You'd be walking around naked as a jay bird, but everyone would think you were wearing clothes.”

Jesse couldn't help but laugh at that, smiling up at Kerri when she stood up. She tucked her book back into a messenger bag she used before holding out her hands or the pile of clothing. He followed her to the counter, his fingers gripping her belt loops. At the counter Kerri paid for the clothes with a small pile of bills.

They left and headed out to the restaurant that Jesse had pointed out on the way into the store. Halfway there he suddenly paused, tugging at Kerri's belt loop.

“Kerri....how the heck did you pay for my clothes?”

With a small chuckle she pulled out a small pile of white papers. They were the shape and length of dollar bills.

“It's a small illusion. Tomorrow the illusion will be gone.”

Jesse blinked as Kerri tucked the papers back into her wallet. They entered the restaurant and took a seat in the far back.

“So....what did you do to my parents?”

Kerri clicked her tongue softly, tapping a nail on the table. She was silent before sighing and shaking her head.

“They believe that your birth mother came and took you home. If anyone asks them you're spending a year getting to know her.”

“How'd you do that?”

She shrugged slightly, reaching up to scratch under her bun.

“It's something I can't teach you. Memory manipulation isn't my skill. Caleb came in from Russia to help me. Your parents believe that you are safe with your birth mother, isn't that enough?”

Jesse looked down at his menu, frowning slightly. So far Kerri hadn't let him met Caleb himself, only telling him after the fact that she had talked to him.

“Why can't I meet Caleb?”

“Because Caleb is a useless piece of shit that's only good when he's sober. I don't need his bad choices mixing in with your life right now.”

The answer surprised him, out of everything he was learning about Kerri he would've thought she wouldn't answer him or tell him it's none of his business. The sudden answer and the growl her voice had taken was odd.

“Bad choices?”

“Caleb is everything that an antichrist shouldn't be. He's a coward, he buries himself in drugs and sex. He only helps me when I twist his arm hard enough to break it in three places. You're at an age where his choices could affect your growth.”

“So you're protecting me?”

Kerri glared at him over the edges of her sunglasses, eyes narrowed tightly. Jesse wisely dropped his eyes back to his menu, giggling softly. He felt lighter knowing that Kerri did care enough to want to keep him safe.

The waitress soon moved over to them and got their orders, cooing over Jesse for a moment when he asked if they had chocolate milk to go with his chicken fingers. Kerri just ordered coffee and a BLT sandwich. Their food was delivered speedily and Jesse tucked in quickly enough.

“So why are we in Sioux Falls?”

“I plan on dropping in on a friend”

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Sam groaned softly from where he was draped on the couch, an ice bag pressed against a forming bruise. He and Dean had gone toe to toe with another ghoul and come out with more than a few bruises. Dean had to get a few stitches along his ribs, so they were staying at Bobby's until he was healed enough to go hunting again.

The old grump had grumbled about having to go shopping for more food, but he ruffled the boy's hair on his way out to his truck. Sam closed his eyes and sighed deeply, nestling further into the couch to try to relieve the pressure on his back and leg.

A low rumbling purr sounds from Bobby's front yard, startling Sam out of his daze. If it wasn't for the fact that he could hear Dean moving around upstairs he would've sworn it was the Impala pulling up. Shifting upright Sam cocked his head, trying to make out the sounds. Whoever was out there was just idling in the front yard.

Pushing himself off of the couch he walked over to the front door, wondering if maybe a Hunter had come looking for Bobby. Sitting in the front yard was a white Harley Davidson with two riders. Both of their helmets had tinted visors and Sam couldn't see their faces, but the rider in front had her coat unzipped. She was turned half in her seat and seemed to be arguing with......a child. The second rider was a child.

After a beat the front rider nodded and the child slipped off of the back of the bike. Sam felt some of the tension release from his shoulders when he saw that the child was wearing full riding gear as well. The two riders looked at each other for a moment before the child pulled their helmet off.

Sam felt like he had been punched in the gut when he saw the face of the child. He almost couldn't believe it. There was no way.

“Jesse?”
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