Chapter 3

The tarp covering the Impala concealed most of the vehicle. Dean had the trunk open as he put back the supplies they'd used to take down the djinn. With a sigh, he closed it shut.

"Hey Mr. Mechanic. Can I set up an appointment?"

He looked to see Addy in the doorway to the garage, holding a beer and sipping on another with a smirk on her face.

He chuckled, "For a pretty face with a beer I've got some time right now."

She closed the door and walked over, handing the beer to him with a seductive smile, "I think my engine needs a little tuning."

"Well ma'am I'd have to take my sweet time with a very thorough look through," he said, putting the beer down and pulling her to him by her hips with a seductive smile, "This particular vehicle needs a delicate man to get it started."

"Oh does it now?" she asked with a raised brow as she bit back a smile, "So would you be using nothing but your hands… or your wrench?"

He effortlessly picked her up and set her down on top of the car," Well this beauty just needs the right touch to get her going."

"Do you have that touch?" she asked, barely containing her laughter.

"Please. All I have to do is slide my key in your ignition," he said with a grin and she snorted a laugh as he kissed her with a smile on his face.

"We sound like a bad porno," she said through her laughter.

"Hey you started it," he replied, kissing her neck, "I'm running with it."

"I never knew you were into role playing, Winchester," she teased.

"Stay tuned next week for the naughty plumber here to snake your drain."

"You're a dork."

"But you love me."

"I do," she said seriously and gave him a light kiss, "And I hate to say it but I have to go to work."

"Maybe you should take one more day off," he suggested, kissing down her neck, "I'm off today. We can do whatever you want."

She moaned quietly as his hand traveled under her dress to her thigh, "I've already taken off an entire week, Dean."

"What's one more day?" he asked seductively into her chest.

"Dean, stop," she said forcefully and pushed him away softly, "You can't keep me cooped up in here forever."

"I'm not. I just-"

"The djinn was an isolated incident. We moved in with my all powerful witch family. I'm pretty sure we're safe and even then I can defend myself."

"Addy, we don't know what's going to come after us," he countered, "We have a lot of enemies and if one can find us then-"

"Me and my family have to stay under quarantine for the rest of our lives," she finished, getting off the car, "My mother and Missouri need to start taking clients again-"

"Letting random people into the house," he added.

"Suburban idiots who come to them thinking their psychic sisters," she corrected, rolling her eyes, "They're harmless. Megan has to get back to work."

"Megan can bat her lashes and get whatever she wants."

"That's not the point, Dean. She's still Dark and having her work for what she has keeps her honest. She hasn't slipped up in months and the longer she stays here the more caged she feels. We can't do that to her when she's been working so hard to prove herself."

He was silent at that.

"And I can't stay in this house twenty four seven either. I need to work and see my friends and so do you. I know you haven't hung out with the guys all week. We have to stop living in fear and start living our lives again. If we slip back into worrying about what comes after us next we're just going to go back to our old ways and I don't want that. Do you?"

"No," he said with a sigh.

"Okay," she said with finality, "I gotta get going. I told Megan I'd drop her off at work before I go to the daycare."

"I'll take you guys," he said quickly.

"No, Dean," she said, louder than she intended, "I'm taking my car."

He nodded slowly, "Give me a call when you get to work."

"I will," she said and her eyes softened, "I know you're just trying to protect us but Sam's back but it's not making you better. It's making you worse and that scares me."

"I'm fine, Addy," he said with a neutral expression.

She looked away from him with sad eyes, "And that's how I know you're not."

He didn't bother to confirm and she clenched her jaw as she shook her head, "I gotta get going. I'll see you tonight."

He went to give her a kiss but she turned her face instinctively so he kissed her forehead, "Make sure you call me."

"Yeah. I will," she said and walked out of the garage leaving Dean standing there knowing he was going to have to fix things later today.

SUPERNATURAL

The music in Addy's car was turned up much higher than usual to drown out the silence between her and Megan. Of course her cousin wanted to talk but she was in no mood as she brought the car to a stop, death gripping the steering wheel.

Megan reached over and turned the music all the way down, "What's up with you and your prince charming?"

"Nothing," she said quickly.

"I thought hunters practically breathed lies," she replied with a scoff, "Or has your year off made you suck at those."

"I told you your outfit was nice this morning, didn't I?" she replied.

"Put the claws away, Kitty Kat, "Megan snorted a laugh, "There we go. Now what's wrong, cuz?"

She sighed, "He's relapsing."

"I knew he was an alcoholic!"

"No, Megan," she said, rolling her eyes, "I mean back into internalizing everything."

"New flash, Kit Kat, that's what guys do," she said as if it were simple.

"I asked him if he was okay and he said he was fine," she whispered gravely.

"Okay obviously I'm not getting something. If he said he was fine than-"

"You don't understand. We both have this problem that whenever something is wrong we won't talk about. We'd just keep it in and say we were fine but with each other we could never lie about it. We would always talk it out. We never just say we're fine. Not anymore."

"And he just did," Megan said, finally understanding why her cousin was so upset.

"He can't be on the sidelines. Something's going on apparently and he's lying to himself when he says he doesn't want to be in the fight."

"Like you are."

Addy whipped her head to Megan, "What?"

"You and your boy toy have a lot in common. Being trigger happy is one of them. I know you want to get back in the game too."

The light turned green and they settled back into silence as she drove.

"You're wrong."

"I don't think I am, Kit Kat."

SUPERNATURAL

"What sound does the dog make?" Addy asked, holding up a picture of a cartoon dog to a crowd of toddlers.

A chorus of dog like ruffs and barks flooded through the room and she laughed as she picked up the next one.

"Alright last one guys. What sound does the cow make?"

She knew that one was their favorite as they mooed in unison.

"Good job, guys. Now follow Miss. Menninger for snack time."

"Yay!" the all screamed, jumping up and lining over at the door.

One of them came walking up to her instead, his thumb in his mouth.

"Tommy, sweetie. I told you it was snack time," she said softly, kneeling down so they were face to face.

"But I wanna stay with you, Ms. Turner," he said with wide blue eyes as his curly blonde hair flopped into his eyes.

"Tommy, we talked about this sweetheart," she said gently, "You have to go have snack time with everybody else. I promise I'll be here when you get back. Now go eat. For me? Please."

"Okay, Ms. Turner," he said, sticking his thumb back in his mouth.

"Now what did I say about that thumb?"

He quickly popped it from his mouth, "Use it for thumbs up only."

"That's right. Now go eat," she said, sending him off.

She stood back up and waved to him when he turned back. He waved and left reluctantly.

"These kids adore you. You know that right?" Ana asked, coming up behind her with a hand on her shoulder.

"Little monsters made me love them too," she said with a chuckle, busying herself by moving the stool she used back into the corner of the room.

"Speaking of love," she said, pointing to the doorway where Dean stood, a bouquet of flowers in hand.

"Boy how badly did you screw up?" Ana asked with a hand on her hip.

"Hey, Ana," Dean said with a wave and looked to Addy, "Pretty damn bad."

"Well, go on, Addy," Ana said, waving her off, "Man needs his privacy to grovel for forgiveness."

Addy gave her a grateful smile and followed Dean out and into the parking lot. He handed her the flowers which she took with a small smile.

"I figured sorry wasn't going to cut it," he said with a nervous chuckle, "so I thought flowers and maybe the truth would help."

"I'm listening."

"You were right. I'm not fine. I'm driving myself crazy thinking of all the things that could happen to you when I'm not there. I can't help but think of all the bad things that could come after you to get to me. I wish I could keep you safe every second of every day but I know that's not who you are. I know you need to be independent. I just need to remember how to let you do that after what happened with the djinn and I'm sorry for forgetting that. Just give me some time to get back to that point."

"Okay," she said with a relieved sigh.

"That's it?" he asked in confusion, "I had a whole speech prepared. I was gonna get down on my knees and-"

She put her arms around his neck and kissed him with all she had. It was only a moment before he kissed back and held her close.

"That was all I needed to hear," she said against his lips, "The flowers were a nice touch though."

"And if I added dinner and a movie to it?"

"Well now you're just overachieving," she said playfully.

"Oh no I'll be doing that tonight during the makeup sex."

"Ding ding ding we have a winner," she said with a chuckle.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say you only like me for my body," he teased.

"Well you're pretty too," she replied with a smile and gave him a quick kiss, "I'd love to stay but I gotta get back to work."

"I know," he said, giving her another kiss, "You're really good with those kids. You've always been good with them."

"Yeah, I guess so," she said uneasily, hoping this wasn't going where she thought.

"Well we both gotta get back," he said, catching on to her discomfort, "Be ready when I get home."

"Got it," she replied, "Now get back to the shop before I change my mind about waiting until tonight."

"I love you."

"Love you too."

She waited until he got in his car and drove off to go back inside. She smelled the flowers with a dreamy look. Every time she was afraid that they were going down the wrong path he reminded her just how much he loved her. She was never allowed to forget that she was his everything. She just hoped that when the time came he remembered he was hers.

SUPERNATURAL

"Got a hot date?"

Addy turned in her bathroom mirror to see her mother in the doorway.

"Yeah, we're going out for dinner and a movie," she said, successfully applying mascara without stabbing her eye.

"Good to see he's finally loosening the leash."

She put down the makeup and turned to her Zayda, "He was just worried about us and you know it."

"Or he's worried about you finding someone who doesn't put your life in constant danger."

"I'm not having this conversation, Mom," she said, walking past her as she went to their closet, "You won't have to put up with Dean for long. We're looking for our own place."

"And then what? He keeps you locked up in there with a few babies to keep you occupied."

She turned to her mother with a surprised look, "Why are you being like this?"

"Because I'm just counting the days until he drags you back on the road."

"Make up your mind, Mom. You don't want him trying to protect me and you don't want me hunting with him. What do you want?"

"Honestly I just want him out of your life so I can have a good night's rest without worrying if you're going to be there when I wake up."

"Mom, I am with Dean. That's not going to change and if you and I are ever going to get back to the relationship we had you cannot keep trying to convince me I shouldn't love him. It's not happening. So can we please stop focusing on it and focus on us?"

"So you love Dean just like you loved his brother?"

"Out of all the people that have been in my life Dean is one of the few that have never let me down."

"Like I let you down. Is that what you're saying? That's a low blow, Adriana."

"Oh and reminding me about Sam isn't?"

"I'm just saying. I should just wait for this relationship to run its natural course right? Just like it did with that Mason boy and Sam and Peter."

"Mason killed Rose. Sam was downing demon blood and if I remember correctly my relationship with Peter ended because you tried to kill me so I guess I owe you a thank you, huh mother?"

"That boy was going to destroy you and you know it. Hell, you probably knew it back then and you just didn't care. If me trying to kill you help you realize that then I'm glad I did it!"

Zayda clamped a hand over her mouth as Addy looked at her in shock. Her face fell as her eyes began to water.

"Honey I didn't-"

"Mean it," she finished with a scoff, "You didn't mean that."

"Sweetheart please I-"

"I've got somewhere to be mother," she said calmly and brushed past her, fleeing down the stairs.

"Kitty!" her mother called after her from the top of the stairs.

She got to the last step and turned back to look up at her mother from the top of the stairs.

"Stop calling me that!" she screamed at her from the top of her lungs, "My name is Addy! Kitty burned in that house. You burned her and I am trying to forget that but you won't let me! You won't let me forget my mistakes and you won't stop looking at me like I am one!"

"That's not true sweetheart," she said through tears, "I swear I'm trying but…but…"

"But what, Mom?" she yelled, refusing to back down, "Tell me why you won't accept me as I am! Tell me why us trying to be mother and daughter again is so difficult for you?"

"Don't make me say it," she pleaded.

"Tell me!" she ordered, "You look at me like you're afraid of me sometimes."

"Because I am," she whispered and even though it was quiet Addy managed to hear it.

It broke her heart.

"You are my child and I love you but there is a darkness in you that can't be hidden."

"It's called my Dark side, mother," she said through clenched teeth, "I haven't chosen."

"It's not just that," she said tearfully, "You just aren't…normal and Dean he doesn't see it but he feeds it. He accepts it and when you're hunting it gets worse."

"I'm not normal," she repeated, a tear falling from her eye, "Coming from a witch."

"You're no ordinary witch and you know it, sweetheart. You're not like the rest of us. You're more powerful than any of us have seen or heard of in thousands of years and instead of choosing to hone your powers you ran from them."

"I don't even have them anymore."

"But they're still in there just waiting to be released. You're a time bomb and when you go off I can't help you. No one can."

"I already fulfilled the prophecy. My blood started the apocalypse. Lucifer is in his cage. I can't be his queen. What more do I have to look forward to fuck up my life?"

"It's not anything written but listen to me my child. You have to be prepared for the next challenge thrown your way."

"No you listen," she said with fury, "I'm happy and no one is ruining that for me. Do you hear me? No one!"

"Ask yourself, sweetheart. Are you really happy or are you coming down from the high of saving the world?"

She stared up at her mother, "Why won't you just let me be?"

"Because some people don't have that luxury and as much as it pains me you are one of those people."

They stared down in silence before the front door opened and Dean entered. He looked between the mother-daughter stare down.

"What's going on?" he asked, looking back and forth.

"Let's go, Dean," she said, breaking their eye contact and disappearing out the door.

Dean stared up at Zayda, "What did you say to her?"

"The truth," she said coldly, wiping at her tears.

"Zayda, I know you're her mother but if you hurt her-"

Zayda scoffed, "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm telling you that I haven't forgotten that you tried to kill her, more than once, and if you try anything like that again I'll-"

"You'll what? Kill me?" she laughed darkly, "She wouldn't even let you do it when I really did want to hurt her. If you did it now that she has me back then she will never forgive you and you'd be killing wrongfully. Any harm that comes to her will not be through me. Can you say the same?"

"I would never kill you. I would never lay a finger on you because that would hurt her and I would never hurt her."

"You sure about that?"

They stared down before Addy called Dean's name from the driveway. He followed in Addy's example and backed down.

He came outside to see her sitting in the passenger seat of the truck, furiously wiping at her face. He slid into the driver's side and closed the door.

He turned to her and gently tilted her face to look at him," Tell me what you need and I'll make it happen."

"Just take me somewhere. Please."

SUPERNATURAL

They lay side by side on a make shift mattress in the back of the truck, looking up at the starry night sky. There were no distractions. They parked in a field with nothing but the sounds of cicadas and their own breathing.

"She said she was glad she tried to kill me," she said, breaking the silence as she kept her eyes on the sky, "And that she's afraid of me. I'm not normal…even for a witch. I have a darkness. I'll never be happy."

"She didn't mean it," he said, turning to her.

"That's the worst part," she whispered and met his eyes, "Some parts she didn't but the important ones she did, Dean. She really believes I'm a bad person."

"Well then she's wrong."

"Dean, she's my mother. Hell, she's a witch from the most powerful family-"

"She is fucking wrong. I don't care how scary that woman is but I will tell it to her face. She's wrong. No matter what happens to you or even if you slip up you will always find your way back. You want to know why?"

"Why?" she whispered as he wiped at a tear that managed to fall.

"Because I'll be right by your side reminding you that you can't give up that easy, princess."

She gave him a small, sad smile, "Maybe you just can't see it."

He put his hand to her cheek and said, "You've looked evil in the eyes more times than I can count and probably more times than I'll ever know and you've always won. What I see is someone who's never given up a fight. I know you've got a dark side but that's not who you are. It'll never be just who you are."

She searched his eyes before frantically putting her lips on his. For a few seconds, he responded until she began undoing his belt.

He lightly stopped her hand, "You don't really want to do this right now."

"I really do," she whispered with pleading eyes. She needed him to get her mind off of her roaring thoughts. There were too many inside her head. She wanted them to be silent. All she wanted was to think about Dean.

"What about the movie and dinner? I'm sure there are still a few places open and we can catch the midnight showing."

"I don't want that. I just want you."

He searched her eyes and his hand crawled beneath her dress under the blanket as he slowly put his leg between hers. His lips descended on her neck and blazed a slow trail down her throat.

"I wish you could see what I see," he whispered against her collarbone.

A ringing of a phone snapped them both out of it. Dean sighed as she reached into her pocket for hers to find it silent.

"It's yours," she said as he rolled off her and pulled his phone out. He frowned, glancing at her from the corner of his eye.

"Sam?" he answered and she shot him a questioning look, "What's wrong…Dude…I'm out. I'm staying out…For what…And what's so nuts that you gotta threaten a damn drive by? "

"What's going on?" she whispered with a worried look.

She watched as his eyes widened. He gave her a wary look and rubbed his forehead, "I'll be there soon."

He hung up.

"I'm sure you meant to say we'll be there soon," she said with a raised brow.

"I'm just gonna see how I can help. Figure it out then get the hell out of dodge. I won't be sticking around."

"And did he tell you what the case was?"

"No," he lied.

"So you're just dropping everything because he asked."

"I-"

"Don't lie to me. What's the case?"

"He didn't tell me, Addy. He just told me how much he really needed help."

She rolled her eyes and began climbing out of the truck.

"Addy, come on. Don't do this," he pleaded, climbing after her, "I'm just trying to keep you out of this."

"Maybe I don't want to stay out of this," she mumbled, walking to the passenger door as he continued following after her.

"Do you not want me to go?" he asked, "Because I won't if you don't want me to."

"I'm not going to stop you from going with your brother, Dean because he's alive. He's back from the dead. Go with him. "

"I just don't want you getting sucked into this."

"And I don't want Sam calling me at one in the morning to tell me you're dead," she replied with a clenched jaw, "This better be a one time thing, Dean because I swear-"

"It is," he promised, cupping her face, "Baby, I promise it is. I'll see what Sammy wants, wrap it up, and be back to you before you even notice I'm gone…okay?"

"Okay," she replied, searching his eyes.

SUPERNATURAL

Dean drove along the road at night until he met Sam on the road, his car pointed towards him. He brought the truck to a stop and hopped out of the car, walking towards his brother.

"What'd you tell Addy?" Sam asked.

"That you needed my help," Dean replied with a sigh, "So where is it?"

"Strapped down in the back seat," Sam said and gestured to his car. Dean walked to the backseat and looked inside.

"Welcome to the party, Guttenberg," Sam said with a scoff as Dean stared at the baby in the backseat.

SUPERNATURAL

"Are all the windows and doors salted?"

"Yup," Addy replied, walking down the stairs behind Dean.

"And the devil's trap under the rugs at all entrances?"

"Still in perfect condition since you've painted them," she said as he reached the bottom step and set down his bag, "Anything else warden?"

He sighed, "I don't have to leave you know. Say the word and I'll-"

"It has to be urgent if Sam asked you to come with him," she replied with a small smile, "You need to go."

"I'll be back before you even miss me," he promised, "And I'll be careful. No showboating. Just the bag and tag."

"I'm not your wife, Dean and even if I was you don't have to ask for my permission to breathe. Now get going. Tell Sam I said hi and to come and see me every once in a damn while. Phone calls are getting old."

"I'm serious, Addy. I don't have to do this."

"But you want to."

"Come with me," he blurted, "You can relax in the motel room while we take care of things."

"I've missed too much work as it is. Some of those kids started to think I died last week."

He chuckled, "Yeah, you're right. I just don't like leaving you alone is all."

"I'm not a trophy wife, Dean. I won't get bored while you're gone and mess around with half the neighborhood."

"Don't joke about that," he replied with a dead serious face.

She rolled her eyes, "Go, Dean."

"Are you sure?"

"You and I both know that if I wanted you to stay I could make you stay, Dean," she said with a smirk.

"Oh really now," he said with a raised brow, "And how would you do that?"

"Take a wild guess," she replied and gave him a slow, lingering kiss, "Now go on before I make you leave."

He gave her one last kiss before she watched him leave.

"You're staying?"

She turned to see her mother at the top of the staircase. With a passive look, she grabbed her bag and went out the door. She was in no mood to pretend like she had forgiven her.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy bustled around the day care lobby as parents came to pick up their kids at the end of the school day.

"Quick announcement!" she called out, "We've got a fieldtrip to Monty Park next week and we're still looking for a few more chaperones. If you're interested come talk to me."

" !"

She turned to see Tommy with a large grin on his face as he frantically pulled a man by the sleeve towards her.

"Tommy," she exclaimed, crouching down to his level and then looked up at the man who was obviously his father, "Who's this poor guy you're dragging with you?"

"This is my Daddy," he said proudly.

Tommy was practically the spitting image of his father with same blonde hair and blue eyes.

"C'mon buddy I'm sure Ms. Turner is very busy," his father said with an awkward smile at her, "I'm so sorry. He really wants me to chaperone on this field trip."

"Well if you're interested I'd be glad to put you on the list."

"Please Daddy please," Tommy begged.

"Alright put me down for one," he said with a very warm smile and she wrote his name down on the clip board.

"Tommy c'mere," one of his friends called and Tommy ran off in that direction.

"I'm sorry about that. He gets kind of excited sometimes," his father said with a chuckle.

"No problem," she replied with a chuckle, "Between you and me he's the best part of my day sometimes. You have a great son, Mr. Buckland."

"Call me Jason, Ms. Turner," he said, sticking his hand out to her.

She took it and shook it firmly," Then call me Addy."

"So Addy how long have you been working here?" he asked, making small talk.

"About a year," she replied with a grin, "I love it here."

He looked around the hectic scene of kids running around for their parents and friends, "Wow you're stronger than I."

"And what do you do?"

"I'm a detective for the county."

She raised a brow, "And I'm the brave one?"

She chuckled with him as Tommy came running back towards his father. Jason lifted him up in his arms, "Alright buddy time to go."

"Bye Ms. Turner," Tommy called.

"Bye Tommy," she said with a wink, "It was nice meeting you, Mr. Buckland."

"Jason," he corrected with a smile.

"Jason," she repeated and waved as he walked off.

"Tommy's gonna get all the ladies when he grows up," Ana said, coming up behind her as she watched Jason and Tommy leave.

"And why is that?"

"Because he already looks like his panty dropping Daddy who might I add took quite an interest in you."

"And might I add that I have a boyfriend I love very much and he has a child and is most likely happily married to said mother of child."

"He's actually a widower. His wife died two years after Tommy was born," Ana said solemnly.

"That's so sad."

"Maybe you can cheer him up," she said with a wink.

"You're insane and once again I am happily in a relationship."

"Then you tell Dean it's not gay if it's in a three way," she said with a large smile and Addy's eyes widened, "What? I'm married. My kids are gone. I love my husband but I gotta live through someone. "

"It's not me, Ana," Addy said with a chuckle, "I'll see you Monday."

Her phone began to ring and she looked to see Dean calling her.

"Speaking of boyfriends," she said and waved a goodbye as she answered, "It's only been a few hours, Dean. "

"Yeah but it turns out I can't really function without you and we really need your help on this one."

"What kind of help are we talking?" she asked with a raised brow.

"Think of it less as help and more as some extra work hours."

"And why would I think of it as that?"

SUPERNATURAL

Addy pulled her car up next to Sam's in the parking lot and got out as the brothers did as well.

"You two better have a damn good reason for this. I have field trip on Monday."

"Trust me we definitely needed your help on this one," Sam said with a pained laugh.

"Alright fine," she said, crossing her arms, "What is…"

She trailed off as the familiar sound of a baby whaling came from the back of Sam's car. She pushed them both aside to see an actual baby crying from the backseat.

"Do not tell me you two kidnapped a baby," she whispered harshly.

"Technically yes. It's mother was killed and something's after it. We're trying to figure out what it is and right now the best place for it is with us," Sam explained.

"Did you just call a baby an it?" she asked as she blinked at him.

Neither answered and she pushed them aside as she climbed into the car to grab the baby. His cries began to soften as she coddled him in her arms.

"What's his name?" she asked as he tugged at her hair and cooed.

"We don't know. It's just been screaming at us for a couple of hours," Dean replied as he watched how natural she was.

"Did you try holding him?" she asked.

They both gave her a sheepish look.

She sighed, "Do you at least have any supplies?"

"I have an arsenal in the trunk."

"God you're both hopeless. What the hell is a baby going to do with a shotgun?"