Let's Finish Hunting Together

Chapter One

Positive.

That was what it said. That one word that can change things so fast that people's lives are flipped upside down. Who knew that this one word could be so scary and frightening?

Positive.

She tried blinking and rubbing her eyes, thinking that maybe she was hallucinating. No such luck. She was originally sitting on the edge of the bathtub before she slid down to where she was now sitting on the bath matt. The offending test was lost to the floor next to her, as she pulled her knees up to her chest and hid her face behind her hands.

Positive, is what it said.

Once she was all cried out, for the time being, Erin stood up with the test in hand and placed it on the edge of the sink. She then splashed her face with water to try and clear any red splotches she might have had from crying. How in Chuck's name was she going to figure out the problem she currently found herself in? She wasn't sure, but she did know that she had to tell the other party involved, because… because… she was pregnant.

Erin suddenly felt queasy, but she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She still really couldn't believe that this was true. She could barely bring herself to say the word in her mind, much less out loud. A thought suddenly struck her, and it had her reaching for her phone. She had to search for the right number, but as soon as she found it, she called it.

"I'm so screwed," Erin whispered before the nurse manning the phone answered.

"Dr. Amy Mizuno's office, how may we help you today?" the nurse asked.

"Yes, I need to make an appointment with Dr. Mizuno," Erin managed to say in a reasonable tone that didn't betray her fear.

"May I ask what it will pertain to?" the nurse asked. Erin knew that these questions where coming but it didn't stop the lump from growing in her throat. Erin took a couple of deep breathes before answering.

"Yeah, um I… I think I might be…" Erin started to say, but with another deep breath and a hard swallow, she gets the dreaded word out. "I think I might be pregnant." She finally said it, out loud. Oh, Chuck how it scared her. After many questions and one appointment later, Erin finally stepped out of the bathroom and headed back to her room.

Later that night, after everyone had retired to their rooms, Erin found herself sitting on her bed staring into outer space. She had been quiet all through dinner and had not sat with Dean, for one she wanted to give him a chance to talk to the others without her right at his side, and two, if she really was pregnant, she couldn't drink anymore. A slight smirk graced her face at the thought of her liver getting a nine- month break from alcohol. Dean would know instantly if something was up, because Erin would drink just about as much as he would. The final nail in this coffin, was that when she stood next to him, she had to fight a wave of nausea, because his cologne didn't smell very good to her anymore. She must really be pregnant if good smells made her want to be sick.

Suddenly, Dean appeared out of nowhere in front of her and caused her to jump about a foot in the air and make a little 'eek' noise.

"Dean?! What the hell?" gasped Erin, as she found herself suddenly sitting at the very top of the bed, almost on the headboard.

"What do you mean, 'what the hell'? I've been saying your name for the last two minutes. Is there something wrong?" he asked, as he slowly walked closer to the bed and sat on the edge of it. Just far away enough that when she calmed down, she could sit farther down on the bed, but if she wanted to go after him, he had time to try and move away.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was just lost in thought," Erin sighed, as she got herself back under control, relaxed a little bit, and moved closer to Dean on the bed.

"What are you thinking so hard about?" he asked, as he reached his hand up to her face and cupped her cheek. Erin couldn't help but smile at the gesture and rubbed her cheek into his rough and callused hand that she loved so well.

"Nothing more than the usual amount of crap. I was just thinking about the current state of events and how they can change in so many ways," she stated, as she looked at his ruggedly handsome face. The very same one that knew just how to push her buttons and then turn right around and make her melt into putty.

She looked into his eyes… oh his eyes. The most wonderful shade of green, mixed with just the right amount of brown that could be the envy of any woman. Those very same eyes knew how to tell you just how screwed you are, but then could turn around and show just how much a person means to him. Right now, those very eyes were looking at her with concern, because she wasn't acting like her usual self.

"Yeah, it's been a little crazy around here with everything and everyone. I know that we haven't had a real chance to be together, without everyone around, but once this disaster gets cleaned up, and there is time before the next case, we are going to make up for lost time, that you and I both deserve," he smirked at her with one of his classic smolders, that normally would have had her attacking him.

Erin smiled before his lips descended upon hers, and his kiss was filled with heat that would have set her on fire, but tonight, she just couldn't return it. She wanted too, Chuck knew, but the fact that she might be pregnant, weighed too heavily on her mind. So much so that her body began to shake with a new wave of tears.

Seeing this, Dean quickly wrapped her up in his strong arms, pulled her into his lap and started to gently rock her from side to side. He cradled her head to his shoulder and hummed a classic song, that Erin should've known, but right now she didn't care. Her emotions were getting the best of her and with the feel of his strong arms around her, she completely let down her walls, and cried her heart out.

Eventually, her crying slowed to soft sniffles, that was when Dean temporarily let her go, quickly got himself ready for bed and then helped Erin do the same. When he finished, they laid down under the covers where Erin spooned in as close as she could get, and he wrapped her up in his arms. He silently tried to give her his strength to overcome whatever happened to be upsetting her.

"Thank you for staying with me," Erin whispered to him just before sleep over took her.

"Always," he whispered back, as he kissed the top of her head and soon sleep swept him away.

The next morning came a little too soon for Erin, because she didn't want to get up and leave the comfort of the bed. She soon stretched lazily across the bed and when she went to give Dean a good morning kiss, she was met with an empty space. She sat up and looked around to see if he was getting ready at the end of the bed. She didn't see him, so she turned to look at the clock that sat on the night stand, it read 8:10 in the morning.

"Damn, I must have been really tired last night," Erin thought as she stretched again. Throwing the covers off herself and as she placed her feet on the floor, a wave of nausea washed over her. She ran from the room and just made it to the closest bathroom. After Erin emptied her stomach of what little she had in it, she stood up, splashed water on her face and looked at herself in the mirror.

She looked exhausted and a little paler than she normally did, though not uncommon for her considering the line of work she had put herself in. After drying her hands and face, Erin made her way back to her room and was surprised to see Dean walking towards her with a tray in his hands. Seeing the sight before her made her heart warm and a soft smile graced her lips. She managed to tear herself away from the view and walked into the room, while leaving the door open for Dean. When he walked in, he found Erin sitting up on the bed with the pillows piled up behind her.

"Good morning, Hun, how are you this morning?" he asked as he placed the tray of food onto Erin's lap. She had been able to smell the breakfast, that he had clearly made for her, from down the hall just before he reached their room. It smelled so wonderful to her, that she almost wondered if it was the most incredible smell ever.

"Good morning handsome," Erin smiled as she looked at the spread that Dean had made for her. "This looks amazing. Thank you for making it, also I wanted to say sorry for breaking down like that last night. I know it's not something that happens a whole lot, but I do want to thank you for not pushing the issue. I know it seems a bit confusing right now, but once I get all the scattered pieces back together, I promise to tell you what happened, ok?" she asked with a look of 'forgive me and trust me'.

"There is no need to say sorry for something like that, Erin. You should know well enough that we both have our own issues and more often than not, the bottle, or walls, break and we just need to get our feelings out. I'm glad that you showed me that side of you. Chuck knows that I've done it a time or two before. Believe me, I understand," Dean said as he sat on the edge of the bed and looked Erin in the eyes. She could see the truth of his words reflected there, and she had been there a time or two, when his own walls had fallen. She did know, and she couldn't help but fall just a little more in love with him.

"I don't deserve you," Erin whispered to him, just before she gave him a well-deserved long kiss.

"Well," he smirked when they broke apart. "There is a way we can both make up for our own little issues and that is, I want to spend the day with you. The breakfast was the first step in that direction, and then after this, we can do whatever you want. Just the two of us, spending time together and making up for a little bit of lost time." He looked bashful at first, but he regained his resolve as he told Erin about his plan for the day.

Erin's jaw nearly hit the bed. Had she heard him correctly? Dean Winchester wanted to hang out with her, all day? Was he possessed? Now she had to find out what he was up to. Dean laughed at the clearly surprised expression on her face.

"Uhm… Umm… Yeah, that would… that would be great… but… wait a minute, Dean Winchester, wants to hang out with me, for the whole day, and possibly do nothing but talk? Are you feeling ok?" Erin asked as she managed to pick her jaw up off the bed. "I know it's not my birthday and I know Christmas is still several months away." Dean laughed again as Erin checked her watch to make sure she knew what time of year it was.

"Yeah, you heard me right," Dean chuckled as he stole Erin's abandoned fork and ate her bite of pancake. Erin was still in a state of shock that she didn't even try to stop Dean, she just let him take it without a fuss and considered his words before replying.

"Ok then, yeah that would be great, I would love to spend the day with you. It will be a nice change of pace from having to practically beat it out of each other. Though sometimes that can be just as fun," Erin grinned as she purposefully bit her bottom lip. The reaction she got from him was instantaneous, and to keep him from practically attacking her, she leaned over and gave him a very proper kiss. While he was distracted, Erin reached over, took her fork back and broke the kiss.

"Oh, I'm sure we can arrange a little sparing time a little later, but there are a couple of things I would like to discuss with you, away from prying ears and eyes. I would love your input on what I have in mind," Dean said as he sobered up a little and looked into Erin's royal ocean blue eyes. She saw sincerity there, so she nodded and started to think.

"Holy crap, that sounded serious. What in the world does this man have in mind? I have got to get proof of pregnancy asap. If anything happens good or bad, I need to know with absolute certainty where our lives are headed," Erin thought as she continued to eat her breakfast. She handed Dean a piece of her bacon as she ate a piece of sausage. She was surprised when he turned it down.

"No, you can have it," he smirked.

"Dean Winchester, turning down bacon? You haven't gone and gotten yourself possessed, again have you? If you have, I'm going to rip you a new one," Erin exclaimed. Dean laughed harder than last time. Erin, not feeling real amused, put her fork down, raised her hand and was about to smack him upside the head, when Dean quickly started talking to keep her from doing so.

"I'm not possessed! I swear! I ate my breakfast with the others and while I was making yours," he grinned at her. Erin could tell that, for once in his life, he was telling the truth. Not that he hadn't been truthful the whole time they were talking but when it comes to things like- being possessed, the boys have a habit of lying about it. She relents by relaxing her arm and cupping his cheek, this time, and rubbing it along the light stubble that happened to be growing there.

"I just know it will be you that puts me into an early grave, if this job doesn't do it first," Erin cracked as she gazed upon the man she loved.

"True, but you know that death has a habit of not sticking very well," he commented as he readjusted himself on the bed. Erin nodded in agreement and picked up her orange juice. She pulled a face at the sudden bad taste in her mouth. "Is this juice expired?"

"No, it's a current bottle. I remember looking at the date earlier this morning," Dean said as he took the glass from Erin, smelled it and took a sip of it. "It tastes fine to me. You feel ok?" Erin nodded that she did and took the glass back. She took another drink and pulled the same face, again.

"Maybe I am coming down with something. Don't worry I still have a whole bunch of remedies left from my last trip to Texas. I can nip whatever it is in the butt now and still be able to have fun with you," Erin smiled as she picked her fork up again and started on finishing her meal.

"Damn it, I really must be pregnant if orange juice is not being friendly. I really hope that it doesn't last long, I love orange juice too much." Erin mentally pouted. "Until I have a black and white answer, I'm going to have to be careful. Dean is not a stupid man and will start to worry if this keeps up and if I know the real answer, well I pray everything works out for the better."

Dean lets the conversation drop and lets Erin finish her breakfast in peace. When she finished, he took the tray away and Erin got out of bed and started to get dressed for the day. There was a full- length mirror that sat next to the bed and Erin found herself staring at her reflection. Even though her stomach was still flat, and she was still very early in, she couldn't help but place a hand on her abdomen and think about what the potential future might hold.

A tear had escaped her eye and that was what snapped her out of her thoughts. She would have to put this round of tears on hold, until she knew exactly where everything was going and how she was going to raise her child in this world. She silently prayed that it would be 'their child' and not her, all on her own. She finished fixing her hair when a strong pair of arms suddenly wrapped themselves around Erin's waist before giving her a gentle hug.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked her as he kissed her neck.

"Nothing really, other than how I'm going to kick your ass later," Erin smirked as she leaned into his embrace and then looked up to give him a chance to kiss her. He did, and it was a chaste kiss compared to what they had been doing.

"Oh really? Is that what you think will happen?" he asked between kisses.

"Yes," Erin giggled as she stepped out of the circle of his arms, stepped around him, looked over her shoulder, stuck her tong out at him and then ran out of their room, down the hallway and out of sight.

"Sneaky little wench," he smirked as he proceeded to chase after her. Erin soon found herself in the library and almost running into Mary. She stopped just in time but was quickly caught by Dean as he picked Erin up and spun her around.

"Oh! Hi Mary," smiled Erin as she stopped dead in her tracks. "Dean put me down before you swing me into your mother." Even though Mary was a little surprised by the two, she couldn't help but giggle at their antics.

"Gotcha," Dean smiled as he picked Erin up in a hug and spun her around. He was quickly stopped by Erin saying that his mother was right in front of them, and by Mary's laughter.

"Sorry Mary, we were just on our way out and we were racing to the car," blushed Erin as she was put down on to her feet.

"Oh no it's quite alright. Just be careful and don't get into too much trouble. Even though I know my son likes to attract trouble," Mary winked at Erin, who giggled in return.

"Gee thanks Mom," Dean grumbled from behind Erin. He may have put her down, but he hadn't let her go yet.

"I'm not too sure it's just him, but I'm pretty sure we can keep ourselves out of too much trouble," Erin winked at Mary and walked out of the circle of Dean's arms. "Besides, we might have a couple of surprises later on." Erin whispered into Mary's ear just before she looked back at Dean again and took off. She didn't get to see their faces, but Erin was certain that she left them puzzled.

"What was that about?" Mary asked her oldest son.

"I don't have a clue at this point, but I'm going to catch up to her and find out," Dean said as he gave his mother a pat on her shoulder and continued after Erin. Once they left, Bobby came into the library holding two umbrellas.

"Hey Bobby, what are you up too?" she asked, eyeing the umbrellas.

"I thought you might like to take a walk with me, you know, just to get a little fresh air?" he asked as he handed Mary one of the black umbrellas.

"Sure, I could use a little fresh air," said Mary as she took the offered umbrella and they headed up the stairs, out of the bunker.

Erin beat Dean to the Impala with just enough time to slide onto the hood and laid on it like she was sunbathing. Erin could hear Dean's heavy footsteps approach the car and she could feel him practically glair at her.

"You know if you didn't look so sexy laying there like that, I'd be so pissed at you for doing it, but I really do like the view," he smirked at her. Erin couldn't help but laugh at how possessive he is of his car, but she sat up and slid off the hood.

"I'll remember that," Erin smiled as she kissed him one more time and then made her way to the passenger side and climbed in. Dean got in on the driver's side and started the Impala. They were then on their way to anywhere but in the bunker.

At an empty park, not too far from the bunker, Dean and Erin found themselves sitting in the front seat facing each other.

"You said that you had some thoughts that you wanted my input on. What are you thinking about?" Erin asked as she looked Dean in the eyes. He took a moment to rally his thoughts as he ran a hand over Erin's cheek.

"What would you say to, for example, if we all found ourselves somewhere on a beach with beers in our hands and toes in the sand?" he asked her with absolute sincerity in his eyes. Erin was surprised by this and had to really think about it.

"Are you talking about retiring?" she asked him quietly, not sure she was correct in her thinking. Her mind had suddenly gone into over drive.

"If I knew the world was safe from evil, then yes, we all have not only earned the vacation, but we deserve it, don't you think?" he asked her.

"Well yeah, of course I do. Wow, are you sure you can do that? I mean that, hunting is your thing, what happens when the vacation finally wears off and you suddenly realize that you're bored?" Erin asked him as she held onto his hand and rubbed her thumbs over his knuckles.

"Well, I can see that eventually happening, but I hope before that happens, maybe you and I might be, I don't know maybe ready to settle down and start a family?" Dean had hung his head a little and was looking at her through half hooded eyes. Erin's breath caught, and she was completely thrown by his words.

"Dean, what are you saying? Are you about to ask me what I think you're about to ask me? If you are then you might have to repeat yourself because my mind is a little blown right now," Erin was impressed that she actually said that clearly. Dean laughed at her, which confused her for a moment.

"No, I'm not asking you that right now, but I'm hoping that when all this crap is done, that you might consider the offer?" Dean asked with that same bashful uncertain look about him. It was becoming very cute.

"Oh, my Chuck, I feel as if this was not the direction I figured this was going to go in, but I'm liking where it suddenly went. Oh God, what's he going to do when he finds out that his schedule is not going to be in a few years but a few months?" This thought ran through her mind as she digested his words and really considered them.

"Just so that I'm clear, you are not asking me right now, but you are asking me in a form of a promise that you will actually ask?" Erin asked a little scared. It was Dean's turn to think and soon he nodded.

"Yes, as a promise that when the time is right, I would love to call you mine," he said with a few more nods and then he looked at her with a fire that Erin knew was a look of total possession.

"Dean Winchester, you are something else again. Yes, you crazy, possessive and obsessive fool. I accept your promise," Erin grinned from ear to ear. She suddenly lunged forward and wrapped Dean in a tight embrace and then with as much passion she could muster she kissed him.

How they ended up in the back seat, Erin didn't have a clue, but she didn't care. Life was going in a different direction and she prayed that he would be happy with things suddenly being out of order.

The next day came with little change, Erin managed to hide her morning sickness from Dean, who had started his day early, and just as she was about to head to the kitchen when her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and saw that it was the doctor's office.

"Hello?" Erin asked.

"Ms. DeComa?" asked a nurse on the other end of the line.

"This is she," Erin answered.

"Ms. DeComa, we had a cancellation this morning and since it was urgent you got in to see Dr. Mizuno, an eleven o'clock slot opened. Would you like to take it?" asked the nurse. Having already figured that she really was pregnant, Erin almost declined the appointment but then yesterday came back to her and she made up her mind.

"Yes, I will take the eleven o'clock slot. Thank you very much for letting me know," said Erin as she turned on her heal and went to get her bag.

"Ok, we have you down for eleven am, see you then," said the nurse just before she hung up. Erin hung up as well as she reached for her bag and swung it over her shoulder. She had a few hours before she had to leave, so she made her way into the kitchen, where she found Mary sitting at the table drinking coffee.

"Good morning, Erin, how are you doing?" she asked as she saw Erin walk in.

"I'm doing good, really good," smiled Erin as she grabbed the bottle of orange juice out of the fridge.

"That's good. So, did you and Dean finally work off some steam yesterday?" Mary asked coyly from over her coffee cup. Erin almost dropped the glass that was in her hand and turned a red face to Mary.

"I'm not sure what you mean by that?" Erin tried to hide the fact that Mary had hit the nail on the head with that comment.

"Oh, don't be so shy, we are all adults here. I was just going to say that I'm glad you two got a chance to reconnect. I was almost worried for a moment, but I can tell that you two are now on better terms," she winked as she got up and poured herself some more coffee. Erin's face was on fire and she knew that her skin color almost matched her dark auburn hair. Erin managed to pour herself some juice and put the bottle away before she answered Mary.

"Thank you," she said shyly. She took a drink of her juice and was surprised to find that this time it tasted like the greatest thing she ever had. "Wow, this batch of orange juice is super good."

"Really? Dean was saying that yesterday you thought it was going bad," commented Mary as she leaned on the counter where Erin was standing, still blushing.

"Yeah, my taste buds must have been acting funny yesterday. I told him that I would try it again and now it is perfectly fine," Erin said with a tight smile on her face. "I'm going to smack Dean upside the head."

"Don't be too hard on him, I was being nosey when I saw him double checking the bottle, after he brought back the tray from your room." Mary stated. "You know it's interesting and I'm not too sure what made me think of this but when I was pregnant with Dean, well more like just before I knew, whenever I would want a glass of any type of juice, it would always taste horrible the first time I would drink it. Then the next day if I tried it again it would taste like the best thing ever. I always thought it was weird." Mary chuckled into her cup. She didn't see the sudden look of shock on Erin's face, thinking that somehow that one thing had tipped her off, but the faraway look Mary had, Erin knew it was simply a memory and let go of her tension.

"That is weird. You know it's amazing how our bodies work when it comes to children, who knows maybe in a few years I'll get that chance. Provided that this job hasn't killed me first," Erin remarked as she took another sip.

"I agree. If this job hasn't killed either one of us and the time does come, I want you to know that you are welcome to ask me any questions you might have, ok?" Mary asked as she placed a hand on top of Erin's.

"Thank you, Mary that means a lot. Since my parents are both dead, I will definitely take you up on the offer," Erin winked at her as she finished off her glass and left for the crow's nest. A few hours later, while listening to Sam tell the survivors about current events, Erin hears Bobby sum up Sam's explanation perfectly.

"…And you call were we come from 'Apocalypse World'?" Erin couldn't help but giggle at that and then she hears Sam answer his phone. Apparently, it's a quick case for them and an opportunity for Jack to help the boys and Cas. Once they left and everyone else dispersed, Erin looked at her watch and noticed it was time for her to leave. She quickly made her way to the Men of Letters garage, got into her mid-sized truck and headed off to her appointment.

"Wonder where she's going?" Bobby asked more to himself then to Mary, whom was standing next to him.

"I don't know. The boys left by angel air, as Dean likes to call it," commented Mary as she and Bobby watched Erin's truck pull out onto the empty road that ran by the bunker.

Erin made it into town and to the Doctor's office with time to spare. She found herself in the waiting room suddenly feeling nervous. She was surrounded by pictures of happy families and pregnant women all pictured as glowing happy people. She tried to ignore them, but it didn't really work. The waiting room was not as full as it could've been but there were a few families and expecting mothers throughout the room.

She almost texted Dean a few times, telling him where she was and that she could really use his support, but she would remind herself that he didn't need to know now, and that he was working a case. She also knew that if she told him where she was, he would come running, but she really didn't want to leave the others high and dry, not for something that had a fifty percent chance of being nothing more than stress. It was thoughts like this, that ran through her mind. As they were about to drown her, a voice called her name, and snapped her out of it.

"Erin DeComa?" a nurse called from the doorway.

"I'm here," Erin called back as she stood up and quickly made her way over to the nurse in blue scrubs holding a file folder. She was then led to a room and was told to sit on the table while she waited for the doctor to see her. Erin nodded and as soon as the door closed, her nerves kicked in again, and instead of sitting on the table, that is covered in what tends to amount to wax paper, she sat in the only other chair available.

"Hello Erin, I'm Dr. Amy Mizuno and I understand that you are here to have your pregnancy confirmed, is that correct?" asked Amy as she introduced herself to Erin and sat down on the traditional rolling stool. When Amy and Erin shook hands, Erin had a flash of a memory that she hadn't thought about in years. "Sailor Mercury."

A time, before she found herself in Kansas, when she used to be a member of the Sailor Scouts and had died years ago before being reawakened into a different life. She had regained her memories of the past and had even regained her powers. With training and a lot of work, Erin managed to channel her powers into her civilian form and not be forced to transform to use them. For some of her more advanced and strongest powers, she did have to change but for everything else, she didn't have too. This made her not only skilled, but a deadly hunter to many supernatural beings.

"Thank Chuck that Dean hasn't seen that side of me, yet." Erin had clearly recognized Amy, but as she watched her, Erin noticed that the scout of water and ice did not recognize her from the past.

"Yes, that is correct. I'm pretty sure that the home pregnancy test was right, but I really wanted to eliminate the false positive. Mainly I just want proof that I'm not going crazy before I go turning not only my life, but everyone else's, upside down," said Erin a little shyly. "I hope she doesn't remember anything about me. I don't want to ruin whatever kind of peace she and the others might have found. I may miss Andrew, like no other, but I have let his memory be just that, and I don't want to ruin anything he might have already established. They really don't need to know about this part of my life."

"I see, and I understand, especially when it comes to first time parents," Amy said as she made a couple of notes on the chart. "How about we go ahead and get the test running? I'll draw the blood and while we wait for the results, I'm going to ask you some questions, ok?" Erin nodded as she rolled up the sleeve of her purple and white plaid shirt.

An hour later, Erin left the doctor's office with an extra bag of things for her and a printed copy of the blood test results… Confirmed, she was pregnant.