Chapter Three: "It's starting."

We'd be so less fragile
If we're made from metal
And our hearts from iron
And our minds from steel
And if we built an armor
For our tender bodies
Could we love each other
Would we stop to feel?

"Because maybe this isn't just another load of demon crap! Maybe, for once, you were saved by one of the good guys." Sam was trying to convert his brother into believing an Angel had saved him; Sam was a believer in the 'light' and Dean wasn't.

Every ounce of Dean wanted to believe in the higher power, in God and angels, but since his mother's death he lost all his faith. Dean positioned his left hand on his forehead and scrunched it. "Well maybe that scares me." Dean finally confessed, honestly.

"Why?" Sam asked, not understanding why his brother would be afraid of being saved by something/someone that wasn't evil and out for blood.

Dean dropped his hand to his side slowly and looked at his brother, then at Bobby, and back again. "Because why ME?" Dean questioned.

"Dean.." Sam spoke softly now, he already knew where his brother was taking this. Dean was self-loathing and didn't think he deserved anything; not Haley nor Jamie, much less to be saved via God's command.

A faint golden light shimmered through the pale curtains covering the windows. It complimented Haley's skin tone gorgeously. Her hands were stuck together, in a praying position as her chocolate orbs were stuck on the sunlight-spot burning on the wooden floor. Haley was stuck in a deep thought, not only trying to sort through what Jess had told her about Sam and Ruby, but also with the fact that Dean was saved by an Angel. This cannot be happening. Okay, snap out of it Haley. What ? You've been inhaling apple pie so long you forgot everything. There is NO time for denial; you know what you have to do. Absolutely not! I gave that up long ago. You cannot give up what you are. WHO you are. It's you or it's them. Haley was carrying on a conversation inside her head, with herself, until something snapped her out of it.

A scream. No, multiple screams. Haley's eyes darted all over the room, just as Dean, Bobby and Sam swung around, searching for where the screams were sounding from. Just as they turned, Jamie was whipping around the corner and lunged into Dean's side; slamming his arms around Dean's waist and gripping tight. Jamie was hysterical. Dean quickly lowered himself to Jamie's level and placed his hands on his cheeks. Haley raced to Jamie's side with concern painted on her face. "Jamie baby! What's wrong! What's wrong honey!" Haley cried.

Jamie stared at his mother, with fear in his eyes, now hanging onto his father's arms. He kept this silent stare locked for a good minute until he took a deep breath and began to speak slowly. "I-I…it was a Demon. I-I had a nightmare, I guess." Jamie confessed, setting relief to everyone around him, except Bobby. Bobby kept his arms crossed and held a solid poker face. He heard the false-note, the one the others didn't. Jamie wanted to say something else, and he wasn't certain of what he'd already said, and Bobby knew it. Bobby was going to get to the truth, but not with an audience.

"Holy crap man, you scared the shi-" Dean was cut off by an icey stare from Haley. Not wanting that language around Jamie. "C-crap. You scared the crap outta me. Don't do it again." Dean recovered quickly and turned his attention back to Jamie. Any other given time Jamie would be giggling at his father, on his knees at Haley's mercy, but not today. Jamie just nodded at his dad and kept his eyes locked on the floor as he began to push off.

"I-I'm gonna go for a walk with Dean." Dean's eyebrows rose as he looked at Jamie, knowing he never offered to go for a walk with him.

"The dog, dad." Jamie said with a small grin curving his mouth as he watched his father's puzzled reaction.
Dean nodded.

"Ohh. Gotcha." Dean connected his thumb and forefinger together, while leaving his other fingers straight; giving Jamie the 'Okay' sign, whilst sporting a devilsh smirk.

"Oh well, give me a minute and I'll come with you." Haley said, already in motion, getting ready.

Jamie perked quickly. "No!" His voice was louder than it should be, startling everyone. "I kinda wanted…I kinda wanted dad to come. JUST dad." Curiosity was radiating off Bobby's eyes as he watched Jamie's strong/quick reaction to his mother's offer.

Haley wasn't upset or surprised by her son's request. Haley found it only right that Jamie would want some father/son time; he after all only JUST got his father back two and a half days ago. Haley put on a smile and nodded once. "Okay, yeah. I think that's a really good idea."

Dean walked over to Haley slowly, with a smile on his face and placed a soft kiss on her cheek; then walked out with Jamie. The kiss left a burning sensation on Haley's cheek and goose bumps forming on her arms. After all the years Dean and herself have been together their spark was just as strong as the very first day they collided. Haley placed her hand on the spot where Dean had kissed her, and smiled, with love glowing off her face.

"I'm home! And in serious need of help!" Jess choked as she struggled in the front-doorway with several bags stuffed with food. Jess had been out at the supermarket while Haley and the Boys tried to sort through the angel business. Sam sprinted to Jess' side and took all the bags with ease, relieving her with one swift motion. "Thanks.." Jess huffed, surprised to see Sam.

Sam gave Jess a soft smile and nodded, then hurried to the kitchen. Jess set her purse down on the stand beside the door and saw Jamie, Dean and the dog walk past her. "Hey Jamie. Hey Dean." Jess said as she watched them walk through the doorway.

"Heya Jess." Dean turned around and began walking backwards, smiling.

"Talking to the dog, Dean." Jess teased as she turned and headed for the kitchen.

Dean turned and began walking alongside Jamie with a pout. "Y'know, I'm thinking we need to change this dog's name. He's getting more love then I am."

Jamie chuckled and threw his free arm around his father's waist, while walking, and holding onto his dog's leash. "We love still love you too Dad, don't worry."

"You better." Dean sported his devilish trademark smirk as he squeezed his son into his side.

"What?" Sam asked, annoyed, while looking at Haley who was already rummaging through the bags of groceries. Haley didn't stop to look at Sam she just smiled.

"What? I didn't say anything." Haley spoke, innocently. Sam scoffed and helped Haley unload the food.

"You've got that look." Sam accused.

"Oh my god! WHAT LOOK?" Haley didn't have any knowledge of this 'look' everyone kept referring to. After placing the last box of KD onto the kitchen counter Sam faced Haley with a grin.

"That 'puzzle pieces' look. Like pieces of an unfinished puzzle are falling into place; just like you knew they would." Haley looked at Sam, mouth hanging open, amazed by just how well he knew her.

"I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about." Sam chuckled as Haley tried to fluff off his discovery. Haley watched Sam as he began to slowly bring on the puppy eyes – trying to uncover the pieces Haley had thought were falling into place. Haley sighed. "Ugh! Fine. Alright-alright. You and Jess. When you moved so quickly over to her there to help her with the bags. That look you had in your eyes the second you head her voice."

Sam rolled his eyes as he groaned. "You're reading way too much into this. It was nothing. She needed help with the bags so I helped her. End of story. Nothing more." Sam tried to smash the pieces that were in place to Haley. Haley shook her head with a wise smile.

"No, Sam. It's not nothing. I think you and I both know that. And whatever stupid stuff you do or get into, no matter how bad you and Jess may argue, that look in your eye remains the same. Just the sound of her voice makes your heart flutter. You know it; and I can see it just as easily as you can spot my 'puzzle pieces' look or whatever the hell it's called." Haley sniggered. Sam smiled with a snort. Sam was getting ready to say something but Haley cut him off before he could start. "Now for the love of God, go and find your girl, talk to her, sort this stuff out, and get back to the nauseating smooches." They both laughed. Sam rolled his eyes and began to push off.

"And Sam…" Sam stopped and twisted to see Haley. "Don't lie to me this time. Please." She spoke soft, but firm. Sam nodded once – knowing she meant it - and stalked around the corner, searching for Jess.

And you only want three wishes:
You want never bitter
And all delicious
And then one you're saving for a rainy day
If your lover ever takes her love away

Sam watched his girlfriend Jessica – the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen – as she was loading the shotguns with salt rounds. The boys got word from an old friend of Bobby's that there was a possible case a couple towns over; and were planning on leaving today. Sam gazed at her – his heart pounding against his chest, every fiber of him begging to be near this goddess – HIS goddess. Sam still had the engagement ring he was planning on proposing to Jess with, but each time he was going to ask some unspeakable tragedy occurred. Just as Jess finished packing in the shells she noted Sam's presence. "Hey..." She spoke softly but she was a little surprised to see Sam there.

"Hey…" Sam gave her a weak smile as he walked over to her side slowly. "Ugh, listen…I wanted to talk to you about-" Sam stopped before finishing his sentence and took a look at Jess – holding the stare for a good few seconds. "Nah, forget it." He scoffed as he shook his head with a leer. Sam turned away from Jess and started to walk away. Jess was quick to grab ahold of Sam's sleeve and hold him in place.

"Wait. What is it? Tell me." Jess was very curious about what was on Sam's mind, this been the most they've spoken in the last week.

"No, forget about it." Sam wanted Jess' hand so badly to stay where it was - stopping him from leaving - but he knew he needed to leave before he said something he might regret to Jessica. Sam shook off Jess' hand.

"Why?" Jess demanded answers as she put her hands on her waist.

"Because you've got that look." Sam snorted.

"Holy crap, what is it with you and these freaking 'looks'! What's my look? Hmm?" Irritation was burning in Jess. She was just like Sam, a volcano, one that could erupt at any second.

"Like no matter what I say or do you're not going to forgive or believe me; so just forget it!" Sam's voice was louder and harsh – he was shouting now. He tried leaving again but Jess once again grabbed his arm, this time Sam knew it was coming and he pushed her hand out of the way.

"Sam!" Jess couldn't believe the way Sam was acting.

"See you when we get back!" Sam snatched the duffle bag with the loaded shotguns and marched angrily out of the room.

"Un-freaking-believable." Jess said breathlessly as she watched Sam leave with disbelief and hurt.

You say you want to know her like a lover
And undo her damage, she'll be new again
Soon you'll find that if you try to save her
It renews her anger
You will never win

The hours had passed so quickly, and the sun was fading out. An array of colors blended together beautifully, setting fire to the sky. The moment was perfect in every way. Haley felt the fire burning on her abdomen where Dean was holding onto her. Haley's hands rested on Dean's arms as their cheeks brushed against each other. Dean sighed contently as he placed his lips on Haley's soft cheek. Haley –with her eyes closed- smiled greatly, which caused dean to smile. Their smiles as well as laughs were addictions to one another. Whenever one would laugh or smile the other would too. "Mmmm...this is perfect." Haley's voice was soft and angelic – it set Dean on fire.

"Yeah…it is." Dean paused for a minute and looked out to the horizon. "I missed you, y'know." Haley held onto Dean's arms tighter and looked into his luminous green eyes.

"I missed you too. So much." As Haley tried to swallow she found a large lump in her throat. All the pain from the past months were coming back in a rush. She was already fighting against the vicious tears. Dean observed Haley's tortured expression and it made his body stiffen. He died so many times, each time Haley was in pain. "..Every day that went by…it was like living without breathing. Without my heart beating. I tried so hard to be strong for Jamie, to take care of him.." Her words kept trailing off, this subject being the most agonizing she's ever faced.

"I know you did. You were strong for him, for everyone. Hell, you've picked me off the floor more times than I can count. You're the strongest person I've ever known" Dean tried his best to comfort Haley, to bring some peace to her. He was never the best when it came to heart-to-heart moments, but whenever Haley wanted one he always tried to oblige. As a saline tear trickled down Haley's rosy cheek she scoffed and shook her head.

"That's just it. I wasn't strong. I was weak. I was just…but Jamie, he took care of me. I was supposed to be the strong one, to take care of him; but I wasn't, he was. He looked after us all because he said 'that's what Daddy would do.'" Haley smiled feebly at the memory of how Jamie catered to everyone while Dean was gone. Though Dean was stricken with guilt and sorrow he was also very proud. Proud of Jamie, his son following in his footsteps. Jamie took care of everyone just as Dean did when he was Jamie's age. None of it was forced on Jamie, like it was Dean; protecting everyone was Jamie's choice, and it uplifted Dean's heart . Haley saw the delight in Dean's eyes and didn't want to spoil it by staying on subject of the events of the months before Dean's return. Haley cleared her throat and let go of Dean's arms to wipe away her tears.

"So ugh, you and Sam. Getting back to basics?" She asked, changing the subject, trying to cast out the grief from the atmosphere.
Dean let his arms fall to the porch's beige fence. He leaned on the fence, like Haley was, while looking at her.

"Nothing like easing back into the game with a case where the witnesses swear they saw Dracula." Dean scoffed with a skeptic smile. He thought the case was nothing but he was taught to always check things out, it being better to be safe than sorry as John always said.

"Humph. I thought there would have been more craze over Edward Cullen or that Jacob kid instead of Dracula. I guess it really isn't 'out with the old'." Dean chuckled at the fact that Haley knew of Twilight. "Personally, I'm more of 'Team Jasper' myself." Haley's mind was miles away now, daydreaming of sparkling vampires.

"Ahem." Dean was smirking teasingly. Haley turned to face Dean, her eyebrows raised. "Dude. Twilight? Really?"

"What?" Haley asked. She didn't care for Twilight, but Jasper was an entirely different story.

Dean shook his head with a grin, amused with this discovery. "God. I'm married to a dork."

Haley snickered. "Ha-ha!" Haley nudged Dean and they both laughed together. Haley's laughter and smile faded out faster then Dean's did and was replaced with a frown. Dean glimpsed at Haley and immediately realized the change in her expression. Dean set his hand on Haley's shoulder patted it gently.

"Hey, you okay?" His rough voice was soft as possible.

"Yeah, fine." Haley nodded. She wasn't convincing, especially to Dean – the one person who always knew when something was bothering her. Dean took a minute and removed his hand from her shoulder. Dean took a hold of one of Haley's hands and they locked eyes.

"I'll stay back if you want. It's probably nothing anyway. We can do something…together." Dean gave Haley a mischievous smirk, which made her smile.

"Just the fact that you WOULD says and means more to me than you'll ever know. But you should go, even if it turns out to be a dud. Spend time with Sam. I think you both could really benefit from it." Her eyes were dazzling, they consumed Dean. Each time they looked into each other's eyes they could see into their souls.

"You're amazing, you know that?" Haley chuckled.

"Yeah, I got the memo." They both giggled and their lips collided. Dean's hand twisted and tangled in Haley's long hair as Haley's hand fell to the back of Dean's rough neck. Jess stood, watching the happy couple, remembering how her and Sam used to act. Sam stood a good few steps behind her at the door watching her, feeling her depression and sorrow. Sam's eyes fell to the floor and then he cleared his throat.

"Come on Dean, car's running. See you Hales." The husky voice of Sam broke the passionate kiss between Dean and Haley. Sam's voice didn't make Jess turn, she knew he was there – she could feel his presence. The way Sam had said goodbye to her stung, and the fact that he was going to leave it that way hurt even more. Dean ignored Sam and began kissing Haley again. "Damn it Dean come on!" Sam whined as he walked out of the house and towards the Impala.

"Yeah-yeah!" Dean sighed and brushed Haley's cheek.

"You better come back to me in one piece." Haley said strongly.

"I will, don't worry." Dean smiled as his hands fell to Haley's shoulders.

"Good. Because if you don't then I'll beat that Dracula's ass so bad he'll wish he'd ODed on Garlic." Dean broke out with laughter, amazed by just how badass his girl was.

"I love you." Haley's heart pounded against her chest; it never belonged to her, always to Dean.

"I love you too, Dean." Dean smiled and let his hands trace back up to her soft cheeks as he placed one final kiss on her lips. Hard, and passionate. They both smiled as Dean turned away and walked towards the door.

"See ya Jess." Dean said as he walked by her with a loving smile, and patted her arm with a wink.

"Have fun." Jess' face lit up when Dean didn't forget to say goodbye to her. For the past little while Jess had been used to being ignored. Dean's death left Haley and Sam in dark places, and Bobby was too busy trying to care for Jamie. Jess tried her best to help Jamie, but her hands were full with looking after Sam.

You want one true lover with a thousand kisses
You want soft and gentle and never vicious

Dark scenery whipped past the clear windows of the Impala as she 'purred' according to Dean. It wasn't long ago that the Impala was his one and only baby, but since Haley and Jamie came into his life the Impala had been bumped down to number three. As Dean's hands were gripped onto the stirring wheel he wore a childish smile. He was happy. Haley had a way of easing his mind and laying to rest all the background noise that took up shop in his head. Sam just watched his brother with a smile of his own, happy to see him so cheerful. The days that winded down to Dean's death were all panic, a rush of trying to find a way out of the deal. Everyone's nerves were shot and tension reached new heights; so peace and black & white – the case according to Dean – was like a breath of fresh air.

"So, I'm thinking maybe I should of gotten my own car and given you and the Impala some time alone together." Sam always enjoyed teasing Dean when it came to his baby.

"Shut up, bitch." It was funny how easily Sam annoyed Dean.

"Make me, jerk." Dean raised his eyebrows as he looked at Sam for a minute. Dean quickly ruffled through his box of cassette tapes and yanked out an old AC/DC tape. He popped it into the player and cranked it up loudly before he turned his attention back to the road with a content smile.

Night was finally falling; you could almost see the moon enchanting the darkened sky. Haley set the phone down on the table with disbelief and shock. Jess walked into the room and saw Haley's reaction. "Who was that?"

"My…my brother." Haley confessed, her voice cracking. Jess' head turned left and right, looking around the room to see if anyone else was around.

"Where's Bobby?" Haley looked up from the floor and at Jess.

"Illinois. He wanted to help take care of Pamela and get her settled." Jess nodded.

"And Jamie?" Haley had her hands resting on her waist now. Her eyes shifted to the side and signaled to the staircase.

"In his room, getting ready." Jess looked at Haley confused.

"For…?"

"His Godfather's going to take Jamie for the day to make up for missing his birthday party. They'll be back sometime tomorrow night." Jess smiled softly with a nod as she moved closer to Haley.

"It's nice that Luke's coming down; it'll be great to see him again. It's feels like forever" Haley smiled fragilely. She agreed with Jess, it'd be great to see Lucas again; it had been a long time since they all crossed paths.

"Yeah, it's exciting." Haley tried to even her voice but she was frightened. Jess was finally right in front of Haley. She took a deep breath with her arms crossed.

"Alright. Coast is clear; just you and me, no one else. Spill. What did Crowley want?" Haley and Jess both locked eyes and held a long stare. Haley exhaled loudly, knowing Jess was the only person she could share this information with, because of their history.

You only want three wishes:
One to fly the heavens
One to swim like fishes
You want never bitter
And all delicious
And a clean conscience
And all it's blisses