Suggested listening: Bluebird by Christina Perri

/This little bluebird, came looking for you/


"Tell me something." Castiel murmured as he came to stand next to him. He was standing in a corner of Bobby's run down kitchen, watching her as she stood on a counter, while she cleaned the window over the sink. "What is it you want little brother?" Castiel stopped looking at him, and looked at the object of his desire…no that's not the right word…distraction fit better. "What is she doing?" Castiel's tone was curious and filled with a bit of wonder as he watched Caroline lean at an odd angle to clean the window. "Driving that Bobby mad. He told her not to clean, and what does she do? Well I'll tell you she cleans." heaving a frustrated sigh he popped outside watching the rest of the little human freedom squad as they moved about. Minus one that is. Dean was off with his new family.

This should not be bothering him; this was all supposed to go away when he handed her over to those meddling Winchesters. She was supposed to be happy. But she didn't look happy, oh she was putting up a really good front but all one had to really do was look and they would see it blazing in her eyes. "Bloody Hell!" he muttered mostly to himself, but he knows Castiel heard him. "That brings me back to my point why did you make her leave?" Because he had to, she didn't belong with him, a rebel angel that could have anyone come after him at any given moment. It wouldn't be as bad as when Castiel had rebelled, but it would be bad enough, they would come for her just to get at him. He knew he couldn't live with himself if that happened. Not that he would ever tell that to his annoying little brother.

"Because I came here to sample this freedom you fell for, to see what the fruits of your labor had to offer." Castiel just stood there staring at him his eyebrow raised. "Then tell me why you are not out and about, choosing instead to come here and watch her?" Balthazar opened his mouth to deal a quelling response but the irritating little monster took off before he could. Sighing he watched as she came out of the house a dish rag in her hands, a smile playing about her lips. This was all supposed to go away when she did.

Dean takes the plate from Lisa and slips it into the water. Its such a domestic thing to do, and so easy to fall back into, but he can feel the call of the road again -not like it ever really left- and it makes his skin itch, with the need to get back out there and keep fighting. He wanted to get back out there with Sam with her, but he had an obligation to Ben and Lisa, he couldn't leave them hanging. Couldn't let weeks go by and no word from him. He wouldn't be like his dad. Except there's a little voice in the back of his head niggling away at his brain, telling him that he was worse than his father was. Here he was building a life with Lisa when Caroline…when his feelings for her were so jumbled up, it was nothing more than a mess.


He looked at Lisa feeling the guilt swell up he hasn't told her that Caroline was alive again, that she was back at Bobby's. He is pretty sure that is something he should tell her, something she shouldn't be in the dark about. "Lisa…" he says watching her as she stops dead in her tracks. This is why he didn't want to get into another relationship. He remembers how hard it was on Caroline, before she started traveling with them always, wondering if he was coming home, if today was going to be the day that he left and never came back. "Yeah?"

"I have something I need to tell you." she looked at him her dark eyes wondering, but he could see the resignation in her eyes, could tell whatever it was he was about to say she had been waiting for this day. It was almost identical to the look Balthazar gave Caroline. That thought only served to make him angry. She had built a freaking life without him, and so what if he was conveniently forgetting the fact she had no memory. She…did she love that obnoxious angel? Was there something more between them? His phone ringing broke him away from his thoughts and effectively ended his conversation with Lisa.

"Hello…can't you…okay Sammy calm down…yeah give me a few hours…alright bye."

"You have to go don't you?" she asks not looking at him choosing instead to go back to the forgotten dishes. "Yeah…I uh…"

"I know Dean, be safe."


Caroline bounced the crying baby on her hip shushing him and cooing nonsensical words to him. Poor little tyke lost his mother and now with strangers, she could only imagine what could be going on in his little mind. Realizing that bouncing on the hip wasn't working; she brought him up to her shoulder, patted his back, and ran her fingers through his downy soft hair. Poor baby they just kept calling him the baby not even bothering with a name. "He needs a name Sam." she whispers as the baby finally started to settle. "Mhmm what ever you want Care," she narrowed her eyes at him, she loved that man but he could just be so oblivious at times. He would make a great father one day if, he could just get his head out of his ass and books.

She leaned her cheek against the baby's downy head and whispered, "I think I'll call you Aidan." she always wanted a baby she could call that, but this was as close as she was ever going to get. Vampires -that she knew of, at least- didn't have babies. Sam finally looked at her he must have heard something in her tone because his eyes were all mushy and he his mouth opened as if he was about to say something. However, thankfully Dean had wonderful timing, just as he was about to speak the oldest Winchester burst through the door, effectively waking the baby and making him cry. "Damn it Dean I just got him to sleep!" she snarled and resumed what she was doing.

"Sorry princess." except he didn't sound very sorry. She gave a huff and walked away from the annoying brothers, sometime she wonders what madness came over her that made her want to be with them twenty-four hours and seven days a week. Then she remembers just what kind of madness it was and it stops her short. Her mind wondered as they started formulating a battle plan, she was glad that she had her memories back glad that she could remember Sam and Bobby and her old life. Now she just wished…she just wished she could forget him and those wonderful seven months they spent together. Sam had commented on how well she was handling this whole Dean and Lisa thing. She wasn't actually her mind was a whirlwind of crazy ass emotions that she would rather not be going through at the moment; she was confused about her feelings for Dean as she was with her feelings for Balthazar.

What was she supposed to do? She knows Sam like the back of her hand, and in saying that she knows that now that she was back and kicking it, he felt Dean and her should be together again. Only life doesn't work that way. If it could be so easy then she wouldn't be going crazy with all this mess, leaving her with the feeling they were headed for a melt down. Sam wasn't the only looking at her as if there should be something more happening between her and Dean. And it was all beginning to drive her nuts. She didn't know what she wanted anymore and that was so unlike her.

She was Caroline Forbes, vampire and fierce ass hunter damn it! She always knew what she wanted, and she went right out and got it. She wanted Dean, she had gone on a long campaign to get him, and she had won that battle. She wanted Bobby to get better after he stabbed himself to save Dean, and she went about making that happen as well. Then there was Balthazar. She wanted him to and she had eventually gotten him as well. However, the problem now was, she didn't know who she wanted Dean or Balthazar. Not like, they were making it any easier what with Dean having Lisa and Balthazar proclaiming his love for hedonism. Damn frustrating males! "When you grow up," she whispered to baby Aidan, "please don't go driving the woman half mad."


Dean stood in the baby aisle of the grocery store trying -and failing- to find what was needed, for the newest addition dubbed -by Caroline- Aidan Forbes. He was trying and again failing to keep his mind focused, but it was hard when Caroline was near him, holding the little baby in her arms. She looked…she looked good holding that baby, looking all maternal. She never did admit her feelings on children but he knew she wanted them, she could never have them, but that didn't stop the wanting. He looked her way and thought that she looked so beautiful, standing there tossing various items into a cart Sam had procured.

The baby was fussing again and she bounced him in her arms, gently swaying from side to side when that didn't work, all the while, she was having some sort of argument with Sam. However, he couldn't hear what they were saying just saw their mouths moving. He was half expecting subtitles to show up, like in one of those old black and white movies. He shook his head and turned back to the shelves of baby formula he really needed to stop acting like a lovesick fool. He had Lisa damn it! Sighing in frustration, he ran his hand over his face, this was all supposed to be easy, it was supposed to fall into place and be as it was. Why couldn't it be as it was?"Oh what a cute little baby." Someone woman crooned. He turned to look at the three of them and older black woman smiling on Sam and Caroline as if they were the proud parents. "Your first baby?" Sam tossed Caroline a bemused smile. "Yes, isn't he adorable?" Caroline beamed down at the baby in her arms, her face screaming mother material. She ran her hand over his little face and Dean could swear the kid smiled up at her. "May I see him?" Caroline and Sam exchanged weary glances, her head already shaking. She was so unwilling to let someone else hold him. "No…thank you though." it happened so fast his head was spinning.

The woman reached for the baby and Caroline hissed her fangs descending as she spun away from the woman, scratch that shape shifter-it was hard to miss the thing when her eyes flashed silver. Sam pushed the woman away and he jumped into the fray trying like hell to get Caroline and the baby away from the grasping hands. They high tailed out of the store jumping into the Impala, he could hear Caroline's voice breaking as she cuddled the now screaming baby in her arms, humming a song that was mean to sooth. It didn't help.


Sam paced back and forth; as Caroline held a now quiet baby -it was hard to scream, when he had a bottle in his mouth- she looked down adoringly at the baby in her arms. The baby in question was holding onto her finger, his little hand working hard at grasping the digit. Dean was just sitting there an odd look on his face as he watched his old girlfriend. This was all so messed up it wasn't as if they had enough on their plate now they had to deal with a shape shifter coming for the baby. Couldn't their lives be easy for just one moment did it always have to be so hard?

"This little bluebird, came looking for you," She sang softly making him stop, Hell her voice could stop a charging rhino. And considering they were now back at the Campbell compound -all the Campbell's in residence- that meant that everyone heard her and stopped. Samuel looked at her the strangest look in his eyes as he watched the two of them, Gwen stood in place her eyes down cast as she fiddled with the ring on her finger. "I said we weren't even friends, she could have you," Mark put his head in his hands, "But it wouldn't have been such a lie 'cause then I started to cry." Dean looked away choosing to stare off into space and him…well he just stopped and out right stared.

There was such sadness in her voice mingled with a bit of loneliness. This was all so messed up and he hadn't been making it easier on her. He has been acting like a jackass. He just wanted everything to go back to normal, to have Dean and Care be together again. But, life doesn't work that way dies it? It just throws all this crap at you, eats you up and spits you out. Christian had called it a dog eats dog world, and boy was the man ever right. "This little bluebird, won't come 'round here anymore. So I went looking for her and I found…you." She finished softly, bringing the baby up and pressing her lips to the now sleeping child's forehead. Why couldn't they get what they wanted just this once?

"I was going to give him to Christian and his wife…" Samuel said as he came up behind him. He didn't even bother with an answer, Caroline had been adamant about that, and if it had just been him and Dean he wouldn't have even questioned it, but one look into his friends face and…well he just couldn't do it. "But seeing her with that kid…well she was right to fight for him." Sam turned and looked at his grandfather at that. That had to be the nicest thing the old man has said about Caroline since he met her. "Why are you saying this?" Sam just looked at him, at his grandfather as he stared at Caroline and the baby; his eyes were unfocused as if he weren't actually seeing what they were. He looked like he was seeing a ghost. He knows he has seen that look before on his fathers face, and on his brothers. The older man gave a shrug of his shoulders but he didn't answer just walked away. Then it all went to Hell in a hand basket.


She doesn't know where that song came or why she was putting up such a fight for the little monster, but her heart just screamed at the thought of someone taking Aidan away from her. If anyone was going to raise him, sure it sure as Hell wasn't going to be Christian. However, she was positive that Bobby wouldn't be happy when she brought him there, considering the mess they would have to clean up each time he changed skin. The last time had been, well just gross, he just exploded out of his skin. But none of that matter she would take him home to Mystic Falls if she had to. But just as she was, beginning to let herself make plans, running her hand through his velvety hair the door burst open. Startled she jumped to her feet effectively waking Aidan trying to keep him calm while she took in the threat.

The big bad changed shape as it moved, fluidly changing skin without the mess, she backed up and hands catch her upper arms in a firm grip. She didn't jump, didn't move she knew those hands -Dean- so strong and sure, calloused from years of hard work. "Come on," He murmured just as Gwen went flying, her silver bullets going through the big bad daddy as if it was nothing. "Care! Dean! This way!" Sam shouted as poor Mark dropped to the ground his neck broken. She had actually liked Mark, just as Sam shut the door to the panic room; she saw Samuel go flying into a wall.

"Sshh Aidan its okay, I wont let him take you." she murmured holding him close. However, no matter what promises she made, she just knew that she was going to loose. Something in her bones, something that wiggled and moved around like a parasite, told her that she was going to loose the only baby she could have ever called her own. The big bad slammed into the door and Sam and Dean moved in front of her and the baby. After a few slams into the door the big bad strolls in, as if he owns the place demanding that she hand over the baby. "Fuck you!" She snarled. He threw Sam into a wall and held Dean by his throat, not even caring that he was turning blue.

"Give me the baby little one. I am so much older than you and can take him from you." She shook her head in refusal, she couldn't just hand him over to live with this monster he was just a baby. "He is my child little vampire, and he will be safe with me." she scoffed and looked at Dean; he was struggling to stay conscious. The big bad sighed, threw Dean down, and ripped Aidan out of her arms. "No!" she screamed and tried to lunge for him, but Dean had miraculously recovered and wrapped his arms around her middle. He just stood there stopping her from attacking the big bad. Didn't he understand, she couldn't abandon him couldn't let him be taken? What would happen to him out there in this world of monsters with only one way to live? What would happen to him?