I know that the last story ended with Epilogue, but i really wanted to continue with the story, so i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i have enjoyed writing it

Disclaimer - i don't own any of the characters originally from the hit show Supernatural, (or my sister as she likes to repeatably remind me) but i do own all other original characters.

The rain hit the roof sounding like a million tiny balls bouncing off the tiles of the little house in Cedar falls, Iowa, lightning flashed illuminating the room, to reveal a woman sitting on one of the blue lounge chairs, legs curled under her, a steaming cup of hot chocolate warming her hands, her eyes were closed and her head rested on the back of the lounge. Another roll of thunder rumbled outside, she opened her eyes and with the next strike of lightning she stole a glance at the clock, it was nearly five thirty in the morning, she turned her attention to the window, and watched the trees swaying back and forth, to and fro, whichever way the howling wind pushed their brunches, lightning flashed, thunder rumbled and even with the knowledge of what could possibly come with a storm, Lorraine felt peaceful, cautious, but peaceful, it was exactly what she needed at this present moment, she had been awoken by the storm when it had started its fury, pulling her from her dream of Dean and Mary, for months now the dream of Her and Mary waiting for Dean to come home had plagued her sleep, she let out a loud sigh of frustration, as she thought back to when she had walked out of that hospital, and left Dean and Sam behind, as she sat on that hospital bed after receiving the news she was pregnant, all she could hear in her head was a conversation she had had with Sam,

"I still don't know how you can do it, you put yourself in that situation day in and day out" she had asked him

"it's how we were raised..." he answered, then the image of her, Dean and Sam traveling around with a baby seat in the back of the impala, flashed though her head, and it scared her, what was she suppose to have done, for months after she contemplated telling Dean that she was carrying his child, many times she had picked up the phone ready to dial only to put it down again, telling herself that one day she would, now 12 months had passed and he still didn't know about his sweet little girl who lay a sleep in her cot, Lorraine head jerked as she heard the footsteps on the stairway, and Lorraine quietly set the cup down on the table, she saw the figure and her hand automatically wrapped around the gun, loaded with rock salt, that sat between her thigh and the lounge cushion, a notion that had become second nature, the figure moved closer and she raised the gun and aimed, her finger caressed the trigger ready to take the shot,

"Lorraine is that you," Lorraine put the gun away, sliding it back under the cushion,

"Yeah, it's me," she replied, to her sister who tried to turn on the light, "powers out"

"Oh," was the reply as she sat down on the matching lounge chair next to Lorraine's,

"You ok," Lorraine asked,

"I was about to ask you the same thing," Joanne replied, she had just graduated from college, and was spending some time here to unwind, and help look after Mary before finding a job,

"Yeah, I'm fine," Lorraine lied,

"Bullshit," she replied, "you think I don't notice that look you get every time you look at Mary,"

"Well we can't all be a regular Sherlock like you," Loraine replied picking up the cup, and taking a sip

"I still don't understand why you haven't told him," Lorraine started to answer, Joanne continued before she had a chance, "I know it's complicated, why, why is it so complicated,"

"I have told you a thousand times before, I just can't, it's been to long now anyway," Lorraine cried, Joanne knew what Sam and Dean did, keeping the truth from her had been to hard when explaining what had happened with her dad, and why she had walked away from them, "you haven't told Sam have you," Joanne let out a long sigh, she had kept in contact with Sam though emails and the odd phone call every now and then,

"No, I haven't,"

"it's just too complicated," Joanne rolled her eyes, Lorraine ignored the gesture "and Dean finding out will just complicate things even more," Lorraine said, the room filled with a small crying that came though the intercom that sat on the small table between the two chairs, she started to get up

"You know the truth will come out sooner or later," Joanne said

"and I'll cross that bridge if, and when, I come to it," Lorraine replied as she made her way up the stairs and in to her daughters room, the moon washed over the 6 month old, as she cried to indicate she was hungry, Lorraine looked at her, and saw Dean, his eyes, his lips, she even had the same nose, but she had inherited Lorraine's fiery red hair and the temper that came with it, she picked her up, her crying turning to a small bleating, she walked over to the rocking chair she used to feed Mary

"Maybe, Aunty Jo is right," she said to the little girl who was now contently feeding, "maybe I should tell him"

"Dean look out," a tall man with shaggy brown hair called out, it was too late, the snarling creature ran past shoving the Dean out of the way, sending him flying, he hit the fence and landed on the broken crates below with a grunt, the creature ran into the dead end of the ally

"I got you now," Sam said, cocking the gun and aiming it, the creature leaped up the side of the building, and landed on the ledge of the fourth story window, Sam fired and hit it on the hind leg, it turned around looked at him and hissed, it's animal-like features snarling, before jumping the other three stories and onto the roof, Sam watched it, astonished, he had never seen a werewolf leap like that before, plus it looked more like a cat, he got his composure back and then turned around and went back to his brother, Dean groaned as he stood up,

"Son of a bitch," He growled rubbing the back of his head, "did you get it,"

"Nah, it jumped up the building," Sam replied, Dean looked at him quizzically

"Yeah," he asked doubt in his voice; he looked up the building, "what the hell, kind of ware wolf can jump 7 stories high,"

"I don't think that was a werewolf," Sam replied,

"well, what the hell was it then?" Dean asked as he searched for the gun that had flew out of his hand when he had been knocked over, he kicked pieces of broken wood out of the way until he found it and after inspecting it for damage started walking back to the car,

"I don't know," Sam replied following him, they got into the impala and Dean started it up, it roared to life, and they headed back to the hotel.

"I found something," Sam said, they were back at the hotel his laptop resting on his knees,

"What was it," Dean asked

"A Bakeneko" Sam told him, showing him an identical picture of the animal they had just come up against,

"A what,"

"A cat-like creature, according to Japanese folklore, when cats reach a certain age or size it gets these supernatural abilities" an amused smile played on his lips

"You frigging joking right" Dean laughed, he cleared his throat at Sam's raised eyebrows and walked over to his brother, "ok what else,"

"It haunts the place where it lived, it can shape shift, and it can also reanimate a dead body by jumping over it"

"Come on man that's a little farfetched even for us,"

"I'm just reading what it says," Sam laughed quietly, "but according to this they make 'em out to be just over sized house cats, this was more like the size of a lion,"

"No shit," Dean replied his head still hurting from where it connected with the fence, Sam ignored his remark,

"It makes sense though the bodies all turned up in that ally"

"So what a stray cat, protecting its home," Dean said finally taking the case seriously,

"Makes sense," Sam answered

"Nothing about this makes sense," Dean replied, "So how do we kill it?"

"It doesn't say, but silver has worked with these creatures in the past,"

"Ok, good, so we go back and pump it with silver," Dean said already loading his gun with the appropriate ammo,

"the suns nearly up, it'll have to wait till tonight," Sam said looking out the window the sun was starting to peep over the buildings, Dean placed the gun on the bedside table and started to take off his shoes, ready to get some much wanted sleep, Sam took some time to check his emails, "I got an email from Jo," Deans face tightened

"Yeah," he said, pulling his t-shirt over his head,

"She's staying at Lorraine's for a while," Sam read from the email, Dean said nothing as he pulled the covers over him, he could feel his brother's stare burning into the back of his head, he turned to him and sure enough his brother was glaring at him.

"What," he finally said, Sam scoffed

"You're not even a little curious,"

"No," Dean snapped, "she walked away remember, she changed her number and didn't tell us where she was going, if it wasn't for those emails, she could have been dead for all we knew,"

"She must have had her reasons," Sam found himself defending her, in just the four months that they spent with Lorraine she had become like a sister to him, and he knew that Dean cared more about her than he wanted to admit, a few times he had woken in the night and found Dean mumbling her name in his sleep.

"Not interested, Sammy," Dean said stubbornly turning his back on him, the truth was he was very curious, but he wasn't about to let his brother know, Sam quickly wrote off a reply and sent it, and then settled down in the other bed to get some sleep, knowing better than to annoy his brother especially when he was sleep deprived.

The boys sat in the car across from the alley, night had fallen, and they waited for a sign of the large cat,

"Where the hell is it," Dean snapped impatiently.

"Why don't you call it," Sam smirked,

"what do you want me to do walk down the street calling here puss-puss," Dean scowled and Sam laughed, both of them turned serious when they heard a scream, they jumped out of the car the door hinges groaning in protest as they where shoved open then slammed shut, they took off towards the noise, the giant cat prowled circling the woman cowering on the floor,. Dean shoot at it, hitting it in the side, it growled in their direction then took off, Dean followed after it, Sam ran to the woman,

"You ok," he said pulling the shaking woman to her feet

"What was that," she cried,

"Uh, tiger escaped from the zoo, did it hurt you," She held up her arm three huge bloody scratches ran down it, "go straight to the hospital, ok," The woman nodded, Sam took off in the same direction his brother went.

Dean struggled to keep up with the cat, he thought he had almost lost it when he came to another ally, he noted the construction to one side that had been fenced off, as he walked down it cautiously

"here kitty, kitty, kitty," he said quietly, the cat prowled up and down the length of the fence, Dean aimed his gun, the cat looked up at him as he cocked it, his ears pricked, Dean noticed the large yellow sign on the fence, and wondered if the cat did too, with a roaring hiss, it lunged at Dean, He fired three times hitting it in the chest, the blast sent the cat flying back and in to the fence, Dean coved his face with one arm as sparks jumped from the fence, then the horrid smell of burning hair stung at his nostrils, the cat seemed stuck to the fence as it was electrocuted, then it shot through the air hitting the wall and then the floor, its hair black and smoking, it's body jerked a couple of times then, was motionless, Sam stopped beside Dean, an arm across his face to block out the horrid smell

"Turns out electrocuting the bastard works to," Dean said, they walked up to the still smoking body, Dean gave it a nudge with his foot, it didn't move, "you think we should drop it off at the Chinese restaurant around the corner," Dean laughed, Sam smiled at his joke and they headed back to the car.

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