After dispensing with the pleasantries, Sam and Dean took Bobby into the next room to talk.
"I swear Bobby if I was a chick I would've fainted right then and there." Dean said while pacing back and forth.
"What is going on Bobby? I thought she was dead." Sam asked.
"Well she almost was dead. You guys left to find your dad and I stayed with her. She was weak and dying. She pulled a small piece of paper out of her pocket and asked me to read it to her. Turns out it was a Latin spell to revive her and heal her injuries. I was as freaked out as you guys were now. She didn't remember anything, so I told her she had been in an accident near here and I had been taking care of her. I didn't know what the hell to do. She's not possessed, I checked." Bobby said. He nervously played with his hands while Sam and Dean took the information in.
"So everything about her is in working order?" Dean asked. He gave Bobby a curious look.
"Yeah, she eats, sleeps, and breathes just like us. She's not a zombie if that's what you're asking."
"So everything is in working order." Dean asked once again, but this time gesturing down below with his hand.
"Dean!" Sam said and threw a punch into Dean's shoulder.
"I don't know Dean. I haven't checked that out yet. I'm a gentleman." he said.
"So she just decided to stay here, with you?" Dean said.
"Don't sound so surprised. She didn't know who she was and after she talked to her family, she decided to stay here. We've been living together since your dad died and we fell in love."
"I think my heart just stopped." Sam said, gently resting his hand on his chest.
"Did you check out that spell?"
"Yeah, no strings attached. She found it when she was possessed and it was supposed to help the dead and the dying after a demonic attack. It's to protect the innocent."
"Well she was innocent."
"Bobby, the grill is ready. Are your friends staying for dinner?" Meg said. She took a swig of her beer and Sam and Dean just stared at her. Her sun dress was white with red flowers randomly placed around. He tan cowboy boots were loose around her feet. Her hair was now longer and up in a half ponytail, tied back with a white ribbon.
"Uh yeah I think Sam and Dean can stay. Meg makes a mean grilled chicken." he said. He stood up and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. She smiled, her eyes lighting up slightly, and grabbed his hand.
"Why don't you guys come on outside? The weather is nice and the wind has died down. Grab a beer from the fridge." she said.
"Thanks. We'll be there in a minute." Sam said. Bobby and Meg left, quietly whispering to each other. They looked like two happy people in love. When they were out of earshot, Dean let out a frustrated groan.
"This is fucked up." Dean said.
"You're telling me. The last time we saw her, she was laying on the floor right there. She was dying from the fall." Sam said.
"Thanks for the recap."
"We need to look at that spell." he said. He grabbed the small piece of paper sitting on the table and flipped open his laptop. It only took about five minutes of good searching before Sam closed the screen.
"What? What is it? Don't tell me she has to give her first born over or sacrifice some virgins." Dean said.
"Nothing is wrong. She's perfectly fine. Bobby was right, there is no strings attached with that spell."
"Sam there has to be." he said and grabbed the laptop from Sam's hands. Dean looked over at least 20 pages in two minutes before closing the laptop.
"I can't believe it."
"We better go outside before Bobby thinks we're trying to kill her." Sam said.
"Might as well. Grab me a beer will ya Sam? In fact, grab any form of hard liquor in the kitchen. I have a feeling I don't want to remember today."