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NOTE: I ADDED PHOTOS TO MY PROFILE FOR YOU ON WHAT SARAH LOOKS LIKE AND THE SOME OF THE HOUSE PHOTOS, BUT BASICALLY IT'S BOBBY'S HOUSE WITH A FEW MINOR ADJUSTMENTS. ENJOY! REVIEW, ANY IDEAS, I'LL BE GLAD TO USE THEM EITHER IN THIS STORY OR IN THE NEXT ONE WITH CASTIEL AND TANYA. I HOPE TO WRITE THIS ONE, AND GET REVIEWS. THE MORE REVIEWS I GET THE MORE I'LL WRITE!

Chapter 4: Playing House, and Bonding Times...

Bobby took me to his truck, one of the many cars and trucks on his property.

When we were outside, I really didn't get to look before now.

His house looked like a home that was not inhibited by anyone. So it reminded me of the safe houses I had lived in my whole life.

Safe enough to live in, but not enough to be spotted.

I smiled as Bobby opened the car door for me. I got in and put on my seat belt.

Bobby did the same, and we were off.

"I decided for us to take the truck, because we are going to need some things to spiffy up the inside of my...well I guess I should say our place now." he said. I turned to him.

"Bobby, I know you didn't have to do this for me, but Thank you." I said.

Bobby stopped and continued to drive. He then quickly looked at me and then back at the road.

We didn't need to be crashing and Bobby knew this.

"You're welcome. I knew you were different. I know they want you for something, I just can't quite put a finger on it." he said.

I cringed. I knew why they wanted me.

Bobby had done so much for me, I guess I owed him the truth.

"I know why they want me." I said. Bobby stopped, waiting for me to continue.

"They want me because I have grace in me, and they think that if they keep me alive, then I can become some sort of weapon to use against the angels." I said.

Bobby sighed. "Well, that makes a lot more sense. Is that why they trained you to kill first and ask questions later?" he asked.

I chuckled.

"Yes, but don't worry, I won't be killing anyone anytime soon." I said with a shrug.

Bobby smiled. "That's deffinatly good to hear." he said as he drove.

I sighed and looked out the window. It was starting to get dark, and I had not felt anymore pain. That confused me.

"Hey Bobby?" I asked.

"Yeah?" he asked as he drove.

"Why have I not felt anymore pain?" I asked. Bobby sighed.

"Well, since we completed the first half of the bond, by me kissing you, and the second step of getting married, the pain will not reach it's peak till you are right about to die." he said.

I sighed. "Well, I guess that's good to hear, I'll know it's coming." I said.

Bobby sighed. "Don't do that." he said.

I turned to him. "Do what?" I asked.

Bobby turned to me.

"Don't pretend like you don't care, we are going to figure this out one way or another." he said. I sighed.

Bobby was right, we were in this situation, and we were going to have to work together if we ever wanted to get out of dying.

I nodded. "Ok, you're right. I'm terrified that this isn't going to work. I'm afraid that Uncle Crowley is going to find me and either try to kill me or take me away, and I'm afraid that you will get hurt in the process and that I might even fail you." I said.

Bobby nodded in understanding. He parked the truck and turned to me, taking my hands in his. "I know that you have never asked for this, and neither have I, but this is what I do. I fix things that need fixin' in the supernatural world. And you, well, you should use your powers for good, we could use it." he said.

I smiled. "Thanks Bobby." I said.

We got out of the car and made our way to the store. "So, Bobby, how are we going to pay for this?" I asked. Bobby smiled.

"I was hoping you could help me with that. Do that magic thing you do and whip us up a card. Can you do that?" he asked.

I snorted. "Can I do that? That's one of the easiest things I can do." I said.

Within seconds my hand had swished and I had produced both Bobby and I unlimited credit cards.

Bobby smiled and took his card and put it in his pocket. "Now see, you ain't so evil after all." he said.

I laughed and we headed to shop.

"So what exactly do we need?" I asked.

Bobby sighed.

"well, I have been married once before this, and she handled everything." he said.

I sighed. "I'm sorry Bobby." I said.

He smiled and looked at me. "Don't be sorry, we will figure this out together." he said taking my hand.

I had an idea and smiled. Now it was Bobby's turn to be scared. I swooshed my hand and a piece of paper was in my hand.

"What's that?" asked Bobby.

I smiled. "A list of what we need." I said.

Bobby chuckled.

"I'm never going to get used to that." he said. I chuckled and we headed off to shopping.

We decided to hit each room of the house.

We bought a bed frame and mattress, as well as pillows and a comforter set.

We bought curtains, and cleaning supplies, and food, and soon we passed by women's clothes. I looked down at my clothes and then looked to Bobby.

"I think I need something other than torn up jeans and a tank top." I said. Bobby smiled. "Well, then lets get you some clothes." He replied.

I wound up buying a lot of different clothes and shoes, and Bobby also helped me pick out some things that I would need.

We checked out and headed back to the house. We had a lot of work to do.

Bobby chuckled to himself. "What?" I asked. Bobby looked to me.

"You eat human food right?" he asked. I smiled. "Yes, I'm not like the rest. I refused to eat blood like they do. I only eat human food." I Said.

Bobby smiled. "Good to hear." he replied.

We got back to the house and started cleaning.

Finally, Bobby wiped his forehead and spoke. "Can't you just poof this all away?" he asked. I smiled.

"No, I can't." I said. Bobby looked stunned at me. "You can make money but not clean?" he asked.

I smiled. "I never learned how." I Said.

"Different spells require different lessons, and I only learned world domination." I said with a joking smile.

We continued to clean, and finally got the furniture set, and the house clean. The food was put in the fridge, and everything was put away.

I sighed and sat next to Bobby on the couch. I was tired. Yes, I might have been half demon, but my body was human and that meant that I was tired.

I looked around the now clean library, and smiled. Now Bobby could access all his books, that were on all the shelves and not piled everywhere. We had bought new bookshelves to add to the library to make it easier on him. Bobby had taken all the things that were Holy and locked them away so that there was no chance I would get hurt.

I smiled at the memory. Then a thought hit me. "Bobby? How long do we have before we have to..." I stopped.

Bobby stiffened next to me, and He looked at me. He got up and opened a book on his shelf. He went to plop it down but I growled. Bobby quickly looked up. "I just cleaned, don't you dare." I said.

Bobby smiled and put the book away. "We've been married one day and already you hounding me?" he asked.

I smirked. "Quit the funny business and tell me the answer." I Said.

Bobby smiled at sat down next to me.

"We have a week from the kiss." he said. I sighed. "That's three days done, so four days left, not including today." I said. Bobby nodded.

"Yeah, we still haven't talked about our story." he said. I sighed. "Well, then I think we should stop beating around the push and just do this already." I Said.

Bobby stiffened and I rolled my eyes. "Not that, figure out the story. You said the Boys would be back tomorrow." I Said.

Bobby nodded and we got to thinking. Finally, we came up with a good story.

Bobby was going to tell Sam and Dean Winchester that we met on a one of his hunts. I needed saving and so he helped me, and the rest was history.

Bobby knew that they would ask why we got married so fast, and Bobby was well prepared. Bobby was going to say that he was lonely, and that life was too short for both of us, so we just wanted to spend what we had left with each other. I smiled at that, because nothing was a lie so far. "What about my powers?" I asked.

Bobby chuckled. "Sam has demon blood in him, we are going to tell them the truth about you being kidnapped at birth, just leave out the whole curse part." he said.

"Bobby, you are brilliant, I could kiss you!" I said and then realized what I said. Bobby and I both blushed and looked away from each other.

Bobby looked into my eyes, and we slowly leaned in closer. Were we going to kiss? I secretly hoped so.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Bobby grumbled about it being a stinkin' salesman.

"Bobby!" yelled a voice.

Bobby sighed. "Boys are back." he said. "You ready?" he asked. I nodded.

"Let's get this show on the road." I Said. Bobby smiled and helped me up off the couch.

He then proceeded to mess up my hair. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Making it believavle." he said. I smiled. "Bobby if we are going to do that, then you need help too." I Said. Bobby sighed and took off his vest and hat. I sighed.

"Not good enough." I said and messed up his hair, un-tucked part of his shirt, so it was sticking out of his pants, and then I placed a big kiss right on this lips.

We pulled away, because the knocking continued. "What was that for?" he asked breathlessly. I smiled.

"To make you flustered." I said. Bobby growled and I smiled as he walked away to answer the door. "I'm coming, I'm coming, hold your horses, you two idgits." he said.