Super Surprises!
Author's Note: Hope you enjoy this latest chapter. Sorry it's a little late, my muse needed to be jumpstarted by watching episodes of Supernatural. It's a little AU but, it has to be for my plot to work. So, please like it!
6 months later…
Chapter 3: Bonding
Erica awoke to the sound of her alarm. Then a gruff, "What the hell?" She smiled, as she felt the pressure of a kiss hit her throat. The scruffiness of five o'clock shadow. Her eyes opened to Dean, who hit the alarm. "Hi sweetface." she said groggily.
They had been living together for the past 4 months. The best four months of her life. They only left occasionally to hunt. Sam lived with them, of course. Erica loved it. She loved the sound of people in the house again, and the fact that there were two men who were so reliable it sometimes felt as if Erica was on permanent vacation.
Lily was doing great with them being there. She had started school again, and her teachers reported that she was doing wonderfully. Jayson and Dean had built such a bond so quickly, Erica had forgotten what it was like when he didn't have a father in his life. Lily thought of Dean as her father, and even called Sam "Uncle Sammy".
Erica loved him. Lily loved him. Jayson loved him. Dean loved them.
Erica lived for the days off from the bar, when they just lounged around. Dean was teaching Jayson how to play t-ball, and Sam was helping Lily with homework. Sam seemed the most suitable for the job of Lily's instructor. She looked up to him, definitely. But, she had bonded with Dean on a different level. Both being elder siblings to little brothers, they had things in common. She loved watching Dean work on the Impala and the Shelby.
Even though, at first, Lily had a problem with Dean working on her mother's precious Ford Shelby.
"Momma says we're not supposed to touch that." she said, her little face pinched with the worry of making her mother angry.
"Well, Lils, Momma gave me permission. She knows I would never hurt it."
"How?"
"Uh…she knows that my car is just as special to me as hers is to her. So, I'd never hurt something that valuable."
"How is it valuable? It's really really old. It was my grandma's."
"My car was given to me by my dad. Just because something's old, doesn't mean it isn't special. Take the Impala for instance. It was built in 1967, and my dad bought it from Bobby Singer in 1980. He drove it until I turned 18, and then gave it to me as a birthday/ Christmas present. Been driving it ever since."
"Momma's car is gonna be my car. She promised it to me." she said earnestly. Dean grinned, and then went to her. He lifted her up in the air, Lily giggling wildly. "Oh really now? And here your mom told me it would be MY car!" he tickled her, and then after a few minutes, they looked at each other.
"Dean?"
"Hmm?"
"I like you now."
Dean smiled sweetly. "Aw, thanks, Little Bit. I like you now too." Lily hugged him.
Ever since then, they had been attached at the hip. Lily always ran something by Dean before she did it. It used to be Erica that she ran to for everything, but with Dean and Uncle Sammy she had someone else. Jayson was still Momma's little man. But, Jayson was also addicted to Dean.
"Jayson! Jayson! Where are you?" called Erica, later on that day. She was in the kitchen, as usual, making hamburgers for dinner. In a family of hamburger eaters, she was glad that she had Sam to help eat salads. Ever since her last pregnancy, she'd tried to eat healthier. But, she couldn't help it sometimes. She had to cheat on her diet and eat a burger.
Dean came in, Jayson in his arms. Fast asleep, he chuckled as Erica placed a hand over her heart. "Oh, thank God!" Dean kissed her cheek, "Eric, it's all good. He was playing t-ball with Sam and I. He got tuckered out, so we sat on the grass outside. Then he just conked out." Erica felt this warm sense of love wash over her, and she couldn't help but smile.
He had put Jayson to bed while Erica just stood in the kitchen with a dippy little smile.
"What?" he asked, smiling at her smile.
"Nothing." she said, blushing as she turned back to the skillet.
"Come on!" he said, pouting the typical Winchester pout.
She relented, and whispered "It made me really happy seeing the two of you like that. So happy.."
Dean hugged her. "I never thought I deserved any of this. But, I want to hunt. And I see you do too. So…Sam's been trying to find us one."
"Any luck?"
"Well…aside from the reports of a black dog…nothing."
"Black dog?" she turned around, her face ashen.
Dean nodded, as she pulled back to look at him. "Well…what are we waiting for? Let's get the kids to my sister's, then we're on our way. I can trail behind in the Shelby, or we can all be in the Impala."
"Hmm…are you sure you want to come? It might get dangerous, Erica."
"Dean, I've been raised as a hunter almost as long as you have. I've seen dangerous live and in person. So, I'm not afraid of a little black dog. As long as the kids are safe, I'm all good." she said, going to the shed out back, and grabbed a couple of things. Guns, knives, and a special bow-n-arrow. Dean gave her a "What the hell" look.
"My great-grandmother gave this to my mother, who gave it to me when I turned 13."
Dean nodded, and helped her load them into the Impala.
"Jayson! Lily!" called Erica as she threw some clothes into two bags. One bag had Lily monogrammed on it, and the other had Jayson. She lifted Jayson, and loaded him into the Shelby. Lily got in, confused.
"Lil, I got your meds. Now, lets go." she said, cranking the car. Dean leaned in the window. "Okay, I'll be back in a minute. Shawna knows the drill." She sped off, and in a few minutes he saw her coming back.
Dean and Sam finished loading things into the Impala. Erica shut off the car. "Did you get my stuff? It was all packed and in the closet."
"Yeah. We got it, babe." he said. "Including your purse." Erica smiled. "Who's driving?"
"Do you even have to ask?"
"Well, I grabbed my cassette tapes. And my CDS. For when I drive." she said, smugly. Dean had given her permission to drive the Impala. Erica had given him the same permission for driving the Shelby.
They sped off, the sounds of AC/DC following them as they left.
