Ready or Not?
Title: Beyond Normal
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. All recognizable characters and situations belong to their respective owners and I make no profit off of playing with them.
Pairing(s): Buffy/Dean, Sam/Jessica
Spoilers: BtVS post Chosen, SPN season 1
Summary: Buffy has always protected her little sisters, but how to you protect them from love and how does she protect herself. Especially when that love nearly kills one of them.
A/N: It’s been awhile but I finally got this finished. Here is the third chapter, no boys in this one but there coming up. Mostly Jessica, Buffy, and Scooby focused. I want to thank Britt for doing such a wonderful and fast beta job. Also, thank you to those who have reviewed or are reading this story. Enjoy and remember to review.Chapter 3 Ready or Not?
Jessica attacked the stuff dummy with a viciousness only a Summers sister could work up. Each punch made the thing bounce and when she added a sharp elbow, there was a definite crack but the tall blond kept going her mouth set in a grim line, sweat beading her forehead.
Her curly hair was pulled into a ponytail and she wore a white tank with some loose sweats Dawn had loaned her, being closer to her size. She could feel the power surge through her and she let it out needing the release.
Her muscles strained and the blood roared in her ears.
Buffy watched her from the doorway, arms crossed and her face tight in concentration, reminding herself to keep her distance as she saw Jessica struggle with her emotions breaking apart and pulling herself back together in front of her.
She had to let Jessica learn to stand on her own.
It was the hardest thing to do with each new Slayer but it was almost impossible with her little sister. It made her sick that she had done this; that she was the reason Jessica could never get back her normal life even if she wanted to.
“She’s definitely your sister.” Faith sounded amused as she came to stand beside Buffy her face breaking into a grin. “She’s got that whole holier than though mindset.”
Buffy shrugged “What can I say, it runs in the family.” And they turned away from Jessica giving her some privacy as they walked down the hall, taking the stairs slowly. They entered the living room and Buffy looked around at the mess, the empty mess.
“Where are the others?”
They had over two dozen year rounder’s boarding with them during the fall and the past summer the place had been packed three or four girls to a room. It wasn’t the only place they had to train Slayers but it was the one Buffy and Faith were residing at so it was the most popular.
Faith smirked, “I had Kennedy take them for a run around town. The slower ones get kitchen duty for the next week.” She said the last part with obvious relish and one thing could be said; Faith enjoyed being in charge.
Buffy allowed a small smile to play across her lips. “Good.” And they moved into the kitchen were Willow, Xander, and Dawn were having a late lunch.
“Is Jess going to join us?” Xander asked as Faith slipped into the stool next to him and Buffy shook her head in negative turning to Willow.
“What have you got?”
The red headed Wiccan turned her lap top to face Buffy telling her, “Sam Winchester has a clean record, straight A student, model citizen, I don’t even think we litters which is, you know, good for the environment.” Willow offered with a bright smile.
“So, no reason why an uber powerful demon would want to turn his nearest and dearest females into roasted marshmallows?” Xander asked shoving the rest of his pizza into his mouth.
Willow frowned “None; his mom was killed when he was a baby so it couldn’t have been anything he did. His dad was in the Marines but was no where near any secret government demon projects. I mean, after she died, his family went off the map; they popped up all over the US in different schools but they never stayed long.”
Buffy was reading over her shoulder and something caught her eyes “People were dying before the Winchesters showed up and after they left, it stopped.”
“So they made it stop, they're good guys.” Dawn brightened.
Faith snorted. “Good guys don’t have demons after their asses;” she paused shaking her head “okay, they do, so Sammy boy isn’t evil.”
“He almost got my sister killed.” Buffy’s eyes were hard.
“But that wasn’t his fault,” Willow’s voice was soft “He was six months old when his mother was killed Buffy. He’s as much as a victim as Jessica, more so I think. It sounds like this demon is after him.”
“But why?” Buffy sighed finally sitting down beside Willow. It was easy to be mad at Sam, he had known what could happen and he hadn’t warned her sister. But then again, one of the monsters from Jessica’s past could have attacked and Jessica would have felt guilty, Buffy would have felt guilty too.
She did. Because of her, Jessica had to lie to the person she had loved. That was one thing Buffy didn’t doubt; Jessica had loved and did love Sam. To lie to him must have taken so much out of her.
“Maybe it’s Sam.” Xander interjected casually “Weren’t potential Slayers hunted when they were young, long before the First made it into a sport. Council records show every generation a couple were picked off before they could be called so maybe Sam Winchester is just as special.”
Buffy looked from him to Willow and the Witch’s eyes burned “It could be.” Her fingers started flying over the keyboard and she muttered “I’ll look for any similar deaths to his mothers, fires, babies; he can’t be the only one.”
Buffy stood reaching a decision “And if he is or isn’t he’s still in danger, he’ll need some protection.” She smiled softly “Jess loves him and I’m betting he loves her, she’s as ready as she’ll ever be.”
She gave Dawn a reassuring smile and walked back upstairs and to the training room they had been using the past few weeks to get Jess into shape. Her sister had taken to it quicker than any other Slayer had, Buffy figured it wasn’t just genes like some of the younger Slayers had complained. Jessica had watched her fight for years and understood better than any of them how important it was.
Hell, even Dawn could take out over half of them because she knew how to fight to win, to survive.
And it didn’t hurt that Buffy was still training her.
Her younger sister turned to her wiping a towel across her face and tossing it over her shoulder looking flushed but calm. “Yeah?”
Buffy approached her coming to stand in front of her. They were both tanned and blond but oh so different.
Buffy’s eyes were lite with an inner fire. She held her body rigid and her small frame moved with power.
Jess always seemed to be smiling even when she wasn’t. Mischief danced in her eyes and her body was lithe and supple curves in all the right places. Her hair was wild and curly but she had nowhere near the presence that her sister did.
When she walked into a room all eyes didn’t turn to her; people didn’t look to her to lead.
It was a fair trade.
Buffy studied her sister and her face relaxed into a smile as she felt her heart clench “I’m going to ask Willow to do a locator spell using Sam’s picture. I think he’s in danger and who better to protect him than a Slayer.”
Jessica shook her head backing up a steep her voice pleading “Buffy I’m not ready, if something happened…”
“Then I’ll be right with you.” Buffy interrupted her her voice firm with a confidence she didn’t feel but knew Jessica needed “I’ll be right with you all the way.”
Jessica swallowed, battling with herself .She was scared, she had fought so hard to be average, to go unnoticed and now she was being asked to step out and fight back, but she needed Sam. She missed him and she was chilled at the thought of anything happening to him.
Jessica argued weakly “He thinks I’m dead.” It had been safer for her that way. They had buried Jessica Moore because one thing was clear, she would never be able to go back to that life.
Buffy’s smile was reassuring “Well we’ll just have to show him different than won’t we?”
Jessica shook her head knowing this was crazy, knowing so many things could go wrong but she still needed him, she loved him “Okay then.”