Sitting on the couch, beer in hand, Lizzy lets herself get sucked right into the world of Beatrix Kiddo for the umpteenth time. As Kiddo so easily plucks Elle Driver's one remaining eye right out of its socket with perfect precision while in the midst of one extremely intense fight, Lizzy smiles wide.

"Fucking love that," she says mostly to herself before petting Cass on his furry head as he rests his chin on her knee. She looks at him and says, "I should figure out how to do that. I probably could if I worked at it, right? I'm that badass?"

Cass just whines quietly and keeps where he is.

"Yeah I am," she smirks and keeps watching, Elle Driver flailing frantically while blind on the trailer bathroom floor. "If I ever meet Tarantino I'm totally gonna let him suck my toes on principal alone. I owe him one for making the best movies that have ever existed."

She takes a big swig of her beer, relaxing on a random night off from the bar midweek, and her cell phone begins to ring. Picking it up off the coffee table, she looks at the screen and her face breaks into a huge smile.

"The House of Bacon Cheeseburgers and Kinky Sex. How can I be of service to you tonight?" she jokes with excitement, just too damn happy to hear from him. Sure, she talked to him just yesterday but that was a whole day ago.

"I'm coming to get you."

Lizzy blinks once and doesn't answer, not sure she fully heard what he just said to her.

"L?"

"I'm here… ah, so what's this sudden drive by all about?"

"You're an important piece to a puzzle we're trying to solve," Dean tells her, a smirk on his lips. He loves that they need her this time. That means he gets to see her. "I'm on my way. Be there soon."

"Wait a minute…" Lizzy stops him. "What the fuck? Why do you need me?"

"I'll explain on the ride back. Just pack up for a few days and fill a duffel with salt, guns, the works."

"The works?" Lizzy asks, sitting up tall in her seat and putting down her beer. She looks at Cass as he sits up taller with her, watching her closely as he can always sense a shift in her mood.

"Yeah, grab everything you can."

"I can't just leave like this."

"Why not?" Dean's slick voice asks. "You don't want to see me?"

"I always want to see you…" she starts to answer with an eye roll at his lameness but he cuts her off.

"Then perfect. I'll be there in an hour. Be ready."

"Shit, Dean I have to…" she starts to tell him but she can tell the line is already dead. He hung up. "Work," she keeps talking to herself. "I have to work. I have a life…. Damn it."

She sits there quietly for a full minute. It's been a solid two weeks of Dean being gone on the road again. Before he left she told him to call if they needed her. Well, she certainly never thought it'd be this soon.

Lizzy feels a something wet on her hand and peers down at her dog. He licks her hand to get her attention and to sooth her worries. He knows her better than maybe even the angel he's named after.

"And what the hell am I gonna do with you while I'm gone, huh?" Lizzy worries aloud as she knows she should be on her feet moving fast by now with one hour not being that long but she sits for a second anyways. With a deep breath and closed eyes she mentally prepares for this. She has to jump into hunting again and after being mostly out for a full year she hopes silently that she'll land on her feet.

"Hey!" Dean shouts out loudly as he unlocks and walks through the front door of his home. The second he steps through that threshold his entire body language relaxes from the tense position it's been holding since he walked out of it. It's warm inside, and he's not just talking about temperature. It feels so good to be standing in the foyer and he lets the relief wash over him. And then he smells it. Whatever she cooked for dinner earlier that night combined with her shampoo, their laundry detergent, the old wood apartment itself, and Cass. That's the scent of home.

And speaking of his dog…

"Cass! Buddy!" Dean says low with a smile as he crouches to the ground when he sees his dog run down the flight of stairs in no time. He's running, jumping, and skittering about while whining. Cass is just too excited to see his human pal and it becomes clear that the whole missing his dog thing was a shared thing. He's made a bigger impression on the animal than he'd ever thought. "I missed you too, dude." Petting him and relaxing with just the sight of his dog he gets a little lost in it.

"What about me!?" Lizzy cuts into the reunion as she stands at the top of the stairs looking down at him. She cocks an eyebrow and smirks before sticking out her bottom lip in fake pout.

"L." Dean smiles wide with his nickname for her as he immediately stands up. His heart skips a beat when he sees her and can't help but think she looks better than she ever has after not seeing her in two weeks. His boots are pounding up the stairs in a flash, taking them two at a time, and he's picking her up off her feet in a tight hug before he really recognizes what he's doing.

Now everything is good again. Back to normal. Back to what it should be.

"Hi, Hot Shot," she whispers in his ears as she molds her body right against him. "God, I missed you."

"Missed you too."

"You have no idea," Lizzy huffs in a quiet laugh as he puts her back down, her arms still circling his neck.

"I think I do," Dean rebuts immediately, assuring her it's been the same as he plants a kiss on her lips immediately.

"Mm," she hums before breaking the kiss. "Fuck, I missed that."

In response he squeezes her ass through her jeans with a sly look.

Lizzy laughs loudly at this and kisses him again, pulling him down to her. It felt so good to have the freedom to do that so she just goes for it. With his hands running from her hips to the small of her back as he kisses her he almost forgets that they're on a time crunch. Almost.

"Ok, we gotta jet," Dean cuts her off when he comes to his hunting senses. He walks away and heads for the duffel that's packed and sitting by the hallway weapon's closet. "You got everything?" Even while asking he opens the closet door to check and make sure she included everything portable like he asked.

"I got everything you asked and then some," Lizzy informs him. "Even if I've been out for a bit I didn't forget how to prep for a hunt."

"Good," Dean nods and closes the door. "What about Cass?"

"He's gonna spend some time with Jenny here and there," she explains what she set up. "She said she'd be happy to take him since Brennan loves him so much and Cass is so good with him. She'll makes sure he gets walked and is fed. I told her it'd be a few days and she understood since she knows our dirty little secret."

"Alright, grab your stuff and let's go then," Dean tells her, pulling the weapons pack over his shoulder. He heads for the front door.

"Whoa!" she calls to him. "Hold it!"

"What?" he turns around and looks at her just before taking the first step down to the foyer.

"You just got here and we have to ditch? This is serious then."

"Pretty serious," Dean nods and agrees.

"Well… then I think I need the rundown," Lizzy asks of him.

"In the car. Come on, Sam's waiting for us and Buffalo is, like, seven hours away."

"Buffalo?" Lizzy questions.

"Yeah," Dean smirks at her. "Come on. When we're done I'll buy you some wings."

"Only if you go with the hot kind and not the pussy mild ones. Sam can suck it up and be a man for once," Lizzy stipulates and goes to the bedroom to grab her packed bag. She then stops in the kitchen to get the sandwiches and other travelable snacks she prepared before heading down the stairs. Once she gets there she sees her pup walking around frantically as they prepare to leave. "Oh, Cass." She gives him a good pet on the head while crouched down to him. "I'll be back, ok?"

The whine he gives her in responds makes her so sad it hurts.

Taking her bag for her, Dean heads out the door first, followed by Lizzy as she locks up. She can hear Cass still whining on the other side and it kills her a little.

"Be good, puppy," she says to him before walking out of the front porch. "I'll see you soon."

"So you had your requisite two hour nap," Lizzy starts with a mouthful of sandwich as she drives the first three or so hours of their trip. "And we're almost done with dinner. Can you fill me in on my importance with this case now?"

He didn't want to tell her. Dean knows the reaction as to why they had to include her on this one might not be exactly good… or at least that's what Bobby said in warning to him. They're about halfway to their destination and her option to turn back is nearly in the wind by now so he guesses he can let her know at this point.

"Yeah," Dean sniffles and tosses his now empty sandwich bag back into the plastic shopping bag at his feet on the passenger side floor. "So we've got this case and it's fucking weird."

"What else is new?" Lizzy grumbles before taking another bite of her own almost gone sandwich.

"No shit, right?" Dean agrees with the sentiment. "So Sam came across a newspaper article about how one town just exploded with pregnancies."

"Pregnancies?" Lizzy questions when she hears the word. Another hunt about babies? Seriously? What the fuck is going on lately?

"Yeah and I'm talking dozens of women getting knocked up in a short time span in this one area. Since we just ran across that shifter using women to make a new generation for himself we got a little skeeved about the sound of it and decided we should check it out."

"So what'd you find?" Lizzy wonders immediately.

"Well, we started with interviewing the recently knocked up women and found out some really mess up shit from some of them. What they told us… it's fucking out there." He cracks open a can of Coke from what Lizzy packed up for them and takes a big swig. "A handful of these women claimed they hadn't had sex in a long time when they got pregnant. Some of them said it's been, like, a year or more. How the hell anyone lasts that long without doing it I'll never know…"

Lizzy's ears perk up at this. "They've been celibate?"

"Yeah."

"So you're saying the town's dealing with…"

"Immaculate conception, Yahtzee." He shoots her a finger gun to confirm it.

"You serious?" Lizzy asks with near disbelief.

"Dead."

"What the fuck can do that?"

"Besides the Good Lord himself we didn't have any idea, at least not at first."

"And it's not the shifter again? You're sure?" Lizzy worries immediately. They just dealt with a shifter trying to make a new generation of shifters through impregnating women with their children and then coming back to get them after they were born. It was a disaster and the shifter got away. Not exactly a highlight on their hunting reel.

"Don't think so. The shifter swindled women and transformed into their husbands to knock them up. From what these chicks say, that's not it. And then how would you explain the ones claiming to be celibate?"

"What about the ones with boyfriends and husbands?"

"They just think they're pregnant but I have to be suspicious. I bet that at least some of them aren't carrying normal, mom-and-dad-had-sex babies. I'm sure a couple of them are legit but numbers don't lie."

"So there's a sudden burst in pregnancy numbers in the Buffalo area, some women claim they never had sex yet are knocked up… huh," Lizzy says are she starts to think everything over. She never heard of such a thing. And now she has to wonder, "Are the babies… are they human?" After that last case with Bobby Sam she isn't ready for more monster kids.

"No clue… but my money is on no even if the, like, black and white pictures things they take of them…"

"Sonograms?"

"Yeah, those things, they're all clear. The farthest along are about three months in and everything is normal. Doctors are saying the kiddos are healthy and perfectly fine."

"Well shit," Lizzy sighs with the oddity and seriousness of the dilemma her guys have walked right into. "So what the hell are you guys leaning towards as the culprit then?"

And Dean nearly cringes with the question. It's reveal time, no avoiding it.

"Ah, well… I was talking to one of the women, some early forties cougar type who is about a month along, and she said something that tipped us off on a possible suspect… one we're betting the farm on at least."

"Ok…"

"She told me she hadn't been with anyone in a few months now so the pregnancy came out of nowhere… but she mentioned she had this really crazy, really vivid sex dream right around the time the doctors are telling her she conceived."

Wrinkling her brow while peering at him quickly, this whole think rings a bell to her suddenly.

"We didn't ask her much more about it since it just seemed like she was kinda hitting on me and Sam but then we mentioned the detail to Bobby. He has a theory."

Lizzy's blood turns icy in her veins with that one.

"He's certain he knows what this is," Dean tells her, speaking cautiously as he can already tell she's freaking out on the inside. "He told us he's never dealt with one of these things personally but he knew of a great, really capable and ass kicking hunter that did once."

Clenching her jaw, Lizzy keeps her focus staring out the windshield as she breathes hard. Damn straight Bobby only knows one hunter who's come across one of these things. Lizzy knows exactly who it is too.

"And that's why I picked you up. We need you on this one, L," Dean tells her sincerely, knowing that without her they wouldn't be able to handle this nearly as well. "You're the only hunter any of us knows of that's gone up against one of these things before. They're super rare and barely surface like this. You're our best resource."

Lizzy pulls over onto the side of the highway with the confirmation of what she'd feared. Dean can see her hands shaking as she turns the key to kill the engine once the Impala is in park.

Dean wisely says nothing as she sits there for a second, processing through everything she's just been told. Bobby warned him well and now he's seeing that the guy wasn't kidding. This is a sore spot for her for sure. He waits, the cars on the busy highway roaring by and shaking the Impala slightly with their speed and 'The Seeker' playing through the cab. Finally, after a few minutes she looks over at him with a strange mix of fear and determination.

"That was a fight that I didn't win, Dean," Lizzy tells him, remembering clearly how badly that whole thing ended. She closes her eyes and exhales hard with what she's about to get herself into. "Fuck."

"Bobby said you did everything you could…"

"And we lost some seriously good women because we never killed it," Lizzy cuts him off, her voice strong and angered. "Who the hell knows how many more since."

"And you're gonna fix that this time around," Dean assures her, trying to motivate her. "You're gonna work with me and Sam and you're make up for that one, ok? This is your chance to kill off some unfinished business."

She looks at him with still running fright and nervousness but nods in agreement anyways.

"L, I know this is a hot button for you…"

"It is but you were right. This is my unfinished business," Lizzy honestly answers. "But this time around is already different than the last time this fucker popped up. No one got pregnant then. It was just feeding off of women until they died. This isn't the usual M.O. so this… I don't know much about this."

"Right," Dean nods and agrees. "But then again every damn monster out there has been a little whacked lately. I mean, were's coming out on half-moons and that clan of Rawheads working together out in Dallas… mass hysteria…"

"Is it the same fucking one?" she questions and interrupts him, her fury setting in the more she thinks about it. "The same one that got away from us last time?"

"I didn't know you yet back then and I wasn't a part of that hunt. How would I know that?"

"I don't know."

Dean pauses and sighs. "Bobby thinks it's the same one, if that's good enough for you."

"Why does he think that?" Lizzy asks with her wide eyes looking right at him.

"Its strength," Dean tells her. "Sam said that it's stronger than the average bear of its kind. The fact that last time it could feed from and kill women in record time on top of the fact that now it can get women pregnant… this is no foot soldier. And it's bold. This thing is coming right out and doing its thing without worry. Its balls must be huge."

Lizzy nods for a second, taking in what Dean tells her. "Well, all I can say is it better be the same one…" She gets out of the driver's side and slams the door shut with force. Dean scoots over to the driver's seat as Lizzy makes her way around and gets into the passenger one. She pulls out her phone to do a little research, trying to recall the site she found heavily useful the first go around with this thing years ago. "Because I got some serious payback to dole out on that asshole."