Summary: Set 4 weeks after Live And Let Die's end. Hael, Sam, and Dean are now in another war. Alistair has now showed up to take possession of Hael's baby after hearing about what powers it could hold. He's not the only one who wants the baby. Many other demons and creatures want the baby, but others want it killed. This is just what Hael needs too, she thought not knowing who the father was enough, but now this added onto her plate, she doesn't know if she can handle it. Sam and Dean are gonna have to do all they can to help not loose the baby.

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Author's Notes: So, I thought of putting up the first chapter for right now. I don't know when I'll possibly update, but it won't be for a while. I just thought of giving you people a chance to know what has happened since we last left off. I am gonna try and put a lot of work into this, I have SO many ideas bopping around in my head on what shall I do with this story. I've actually already written a few later scenes, but of course they won't be posted for a long time because they are later in the fic. I really hope you guys will like this one. I don't know how long this story will be as of yet, but it will be longer then the first one, I can tell ya that! Ah, I should stop chatting here right now so you guys can get on with reading! Hope you like and be sure to review after, pwease =)

I walked down the steps, I heard Sam, Dean, and Bobby chatting. I didn't know what about though, sounded like something about a hunt. When I got to the living room I noticed the boys were packing up their guns in some bags. I yawned, I was still very tired from just waking up, "What are you guys doing?" They all turned to look at me.

"Hey," Sam said, he walked up to me and gave me a kiss, "We just have a hunt to go to, that's all." He tried making it like it didn't sound so serious. But, to me it was, what would happen if him or Dean died? Or both? It'd be hard to raise this baby all by myself.

I sighed, knowing that I would be left alone with Bobby, but it was boring with just him. All he ever did was researched or worked on cars out in the junkyard, I never had anyone to talk to. If only I could go with them, "Can I come?" I asked, though, I already knew what they would say.

"You're pregnant."

I shrugged, "So? I'm only a month." I assured him, I hadn't even started to show. I've been throwing up a lot, and really tired lately, but there was just a very very small bump. I really wanted to just go on a hunt. Sitting here at Bobby's was no fun at all.

"Two months is still enough to cause a miscarriage over stress." Sam said sternly, he'd been reading so many books on parenting and pregnancy while Dean on the other hand wasn't even bothering with picking up one of those books, he was just waiting 'till Sam would say something. He thought he knew enough about babies, which he didn't.

I rolled my eyes, "What are you hunting anyway?"

"It's just a poltergeist."

"They shouldn't be THAT hard." I emphasized that because what was so hard about taking out a poltergeist? I mean, all you had to do is chant some words, throw holy water everywhere, maybe someone's head would turn, and then there no more poltergeist. I could handle one poltergeist.

"It's not what you see on television."

"Oh, come on, Sam! I have had nothing to do since you brought me here and you guys have been going on nothing but hunts and leaving me alone!" I complained, I probably wouldn't get anywhere, though. Sam and Dean were WAY too protective over me and the baby.

"Why don't you just summon Ruby?"

I crossed my arms, "Because she's been busy fighting off other demons that are trying to get to me and I don't want to summon her to just hang. I'm sure she has more important things to do. When she decides to show up, let her."

"What about calling Lindsay?"

"She's two states away and getting ready for college, what makes you think she has time for me?" It sucked that my dad had kicked me out of the house over me being pregnant, I understood that he was mad, but kicking me out? He said if I want to be an adult then I should find somewhere else to live since I won't need him anymore. Thinking of that day flash backed through my mind, I didn't like remembering it though.

-Flashback-

"You can't leave because..." I paused, scared to blurt out the reason. What would Dean possibly do? Would he be anything like Sam? I was scared to know, but he had to know, it could be his daughter growing inside of me.

"Because?"

"Because, I'm pregnant." Dean's eyes widened with fear, he took a step back and shook his head. I heard a gasp from Lindsay in the background, I couldn't tell if it was either a good and happy gasp or a oh my god gasp in which she was angered gasp.

"You can't be pregnant."

"I am!"

Suddenly, my dad walked up behind me, furious, I never seen him give me the look he was giving me now before, "Are you saying it's his baby?"

I tilted my head, "Well..."

"Logan's?" I closed my eyes, trying not to sob over him.

I shook my head, "It's not Logan's."

"Then what was the well for?"

"She doesn't know if it's mine or Dean's." Sam spoke up, he was better then me telling them myself. He wasn't scared at all, but me, I felt like a dog with his tail behind his legs.

"You slept with both of them?" His voice sounded angered, I wanted to walk over to Sam or Dean because of how scared I was. Even though my dad never harmed me, but his actions were scaring me. All I did was nod my head, "You slept with them after Logan's death, how could you?"

I looked over to Dean, he was speechless, not knowing if he should get in this or not. I then looked over at Sam who gave me a sympathetic face.

I sighed, looking away from my father, "Dad, it was my choice."

My dad shook his head, "I can't believe you. Why would you go off and do a stupid thing like that?"

"You don't understand!" I was now starting to sob, damn mood swings. My dad was putting so much blame on me, I didn't know what to do. I was scared, frightened that he now hated me for what I had done. If only he was in my shoes.

"Mr. Costanza," Sam paused, "James, it was her choice. You don't have to put guilt on her. She's 18 now and a adult." Sam stated, I smiled over at him and he smiled back.

"Oh, so she thinks she's an adult now? Well, then go pack your bags and leave if you think you are." I turned quickly to look at my dad, I was shocked. Had he really just kicked me out of the house? I thought we were close, "Go get your bags and leave."

"Now, James-" Dean started, he finally decided to get into all of this.

"Don't, now James me. I want you all out of my house and gone until my real daughter comes back." I cringed hearing him say that, Dean noticed the sadness in my face, he decided to take a stand.

"She is your real daughter!" Dean was pissed, it was easy to tell, I wouldn't be surprised if he started throwing punches at my dad.

"That's not my daughter." I backed up and Sam put his arms on me. I can't believe my dad had even said that. This wasn't him, this couldn't be him, but it was and I hated knowing that. My father, the person who has raised me since birth suddenly turning on me. I didn't know what to do. He then looked over to me, "I want you out by tonight." Lindsay finally got up from her spot on the couch and walked over to me, she quickly gave a glare to my father then turned to me.

"Hey, I'm here for you." She told me, then we turned to walk up to my room. Sam and Dean both following us, they didn't want to be near my father, who knows what could happen if I left them all alone. An ex-hunter and hunters, could have been a very interesting fight.

After we packed up everything I actually needed, when I walked downstairs to put my bags into the Impala, I didn't take one glance at my dad who now sat on the living room sofa. But, I wasn't able to make it all the way to the Impala, I crashed in the middle off the yard, and started sobbing terribly.

"Hael!" Dean yelled, he ran up to me and brought me in his arms.

"Just leave me and let me die! No one wants me." I sobbed, I heard someone else run up to us.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked, I felt his hand on my back.

"Shhhh, Hael, we're gonna take you to our friend Bobby Singer. He'll help us through this, I know he will. Your gonna be fine." Dean tried to assure me in a soothing voice. He then picked me up and took me to the Impala.

-End Flashback-

"Hey, you okay?" Sam asked, knowing I'd blacked out for a moment to remember that flashback.

I nodded, "I'm fine, really."

"Hey." I looked over to Dean, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry about what?"

"Putting you through this."

"You don't have to be."

"We are the reason why your dad kicked you out." Sam started to apologize with, "If it wasn't for me and my big mouth then you'd still be at your house." Who knows though? Maybe even if they hadn't said anything and he still knew about the pregnancy, he probably still would have kicked me out. I thoght I knew him, but now I didn't.

"It's okay, I'm fine. I can live without my father." In reality, I missed him so much. We used to be so close, I was his little girl and then he decided to leave me stranded. One part of me hated him, but the other part still missed him and wanted him there. I wanted him to be able to meet his granddaughter. I hadn't talked to him since that night though, I decided not to call and that I would wait for him to call.

"Come on, Sam, we gotta get going." Sam walked over to Dean who handed him the bags then Dean turned to me as Sam walked out.

"Now, you stay here. Bobby will be out in the junkyard working on some cars, so you won't technically be alone. If you need us, you know our numbers. Okay?" I nodded, letting him know I understood. He kissed me on the forehead, "We'll be back soon enough, be safe." I watched as he then left with Sam. I wondered how it was of them two around each other now, both being in love with me and both being the possible father for my unborn daughter, I know they weren't the same together because of that.

"You know the whole routine by now. I'll be out in the junkyard, but if you need me just yell." Bobby spoke up.

I look over at him and smiled, "I know this already. Been here for 4 weeks now, I know everything." I then watched Bobby as he left to go outside, leaving me all by myself in the house. Then again, when he did try and strike up a conversation it was a tad bit awkward. I sighed and walked over to the couch and turned on the television to find something to watch and keep me entertained, but my mind just kept on thinking about Sam and Dean, and wondering if I should have went to help them.