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Chapter Five

Mary Beth fumed trying to remember what she was going to do to Dean when he returned. She found that she greatly disliked the older woman that she was left behind with and Bobby didn't seem to care. No, he was busy looking through some textbooks to even consider holding up a conversation. She didn't hold it against him though. It must have been horrible to be confined to a chair like that, she thought turning back towards the woman with disdain.

"Bobby why is the demon not in some sort of demon trap?" the woman spoke up. "I'd hate to seem rude but haven't we been burned before?"

Bobby grunted and gave Mary Beth the look even though she hadn't said anything. Glaring back, she made sure he wouldn't try and instead moved next to him so that she wouldn't have to worry about her doing anything. Next she was going to leave despite what the man told her to do. She wasn't a servant and she wasn't here to be at Dean's side whenever he felt he wanted her. It didn't stop cold hard jealously from bubbling up when she saw the blonde onto Dean as she was but Mary Beth kept it in check. It would be much better soon, she told herself. No normal angel or demon would want this baby gone but Lucifer might and they were hunting the devil or so she heard.

"Don't you have some pie around this dreary house?" she asked loudly, eliciting a moan from the woman.

Good, she thought. That woman was annoying her and it hadn't even been a full hour yet. She turned to Bobby still, waiting for him to answer her question.

"You'll have to take that up with Dean," Bobby grunted finally. "Apparently he ate the last of the pie before he left."

Yet another reason to hack him apart, she reasoned with herself. She was moody, her back hurt, and she was experiencing stomach cramps whilst the one who caused this was enjoying himself in the company of another girl. She started mumbling to herself at this, anger setting in. So what that she was a demon. That didn't excuse Dean to flirting with everyone else whilst she was stuck carrying this thing. Oh she was definitely going to get rid of it and then Dean would be able to knock whoever he wanted afterwards.

"What are you mumbling about over there?" She turned to the source, refusing to answer the woman when she noticed it was only her.

Instead she stood up, only to fall back in the chair as a particular cramp made itself known. That Bobby did respond to, making sure to check her over despite her complaints.

"I'm fine Bobby. This spawn of a Winchester's just causing some unwanted side effects like cramps and I'm not too happy with it."

"Of course you ain't," Bobby retorted with an annoyed glance towards the other woman. "As a mother Ellen could tell you that. Babies aren't meant to give comfort during the later months of pregnancy, they are doing the growing and the mother is usually happy enough to ignore the discomforts. I guess it's different with you because you don't want it."

She frowned then.

"You act so full of yourself but don't you sit there and give me a lecture on self-righteous bull shit. This should have never happened-"

"At least you can have something there for the time you do and you have a chance to experience what so many women would die to experience," Bobby interrupted and she fell silent, looking at him in a whole new light. "I bet there's some that make a deal with the demons for one and yet all I hear from you is that this thing is a monster and that you don't want it because it's gonna make you feel. Well boo-hoo, things happen that you can't control and yet you don't see me complaining about it now do ya?"

Mary Beth had the intelligence to just nod her head at that. She looked over though and saw that he while he looked angry, she noticed one thing she doubted anyone else took notice to. It made her really want to get rid of the thing before these feelings started getting the best of her like Dean had warned her about because that was absolutely true. She may not have admitted that she already experienced it but she lay awake late at night trembling as she remembered the smallest of her victims' voices. They begged and they cried and she couldn't handle it. It made her regret everything she ever done and she shouldn't have that. She was a demon damn it. Instead, she took a slow breath and nodded again in Bobby's direction.

"I take it you didn't find anything in your research about this baby or had any contacts tell you it was anything but abnormal, huh?"

Bobby took a long minute to answer her.

"They mentioned that some of the demons that they had captured about some sort of plans years ago had mentioned a set in motion for this antichrist. Now I hear that as long as it's an incubus or a succubus that has mated with a human, it isn't as impossible but there is no way that you should have been able to become pregnant. That is what worries me." He paused and then sighed, removing his cap to bring a hand through his hair before replacing it. "There's been some ancient text though talking about a miracle child of some unknown descent back in medieval times but it never said anything about this. Several texts in fact talk about some sort of birth but it always ends in death without going on to describe it. Maybe it isn't the same but since it doesn't tell us much, we have little to nothing to go on-"

"So is it an actual baby?" Mary Beth asked, bringing her hands to her belly in wonder. "It doesn't matter cause even if it is, what do I have to offer to a baby other than death?"

Bobby looked up angrily again and Mary Beth stopped him by putting her hands up in surrender. She stood up and cautiously made it around the older woman, Ellen she heard the name was, then stopped right at the door.

"I'm no mom Bobby but thanks for trying to be nice to me despite me being a demon and all." She turned around to face him and she couldn't tell what he was feeling because his face was devoid of emotion at the moment. She idly wondered if Dean would feel any different whether he found himself a daddy or not but decided now wasn't the time to think about that. Instead she continued, gazing straight into Bobby's blue eyes. "I'm sorry about Dean. Really he's taking advantage of something you could never have, isn't he? And I'm letting him because of these feelings but I won't bother you with them anymore. It seems silly to complain about the price of a soul when you've lost a lot as well. You would have been a great father."

She walked out without looking back and ignoring Bobby's insistence to come back.

Dean was still coming down from Jo turning down his proposal. Taking a sip from a nice cold beer after retrieving the colt, he didn't see much else that could bother him. He didn't even see Mary Beth hanging around and normally she would be around him and reprimanding him in such a way that reminded him of the pregnancy hormones. Bobby wasn't saying anything but he hadn't said much when he appeared in the door. Sam however was talking to him all evening about the plan for Lucifer and Dean couldn't think of anything he did that would put him in Bobby's dark graces and he knew that he gotten the demon pregnant yet he talked to him before they had went.

"The demon is probably in the yard hanging around the heaps of vehicles," Ellen answered Dean's question getting him to look at her in surprise. He knew that Ellen had mistrust for demons but Mary Beth hardly acted like one. He shrugged however and turned back to Bobby.

"She's pregnant Dean," Bobby finally said to him for the first time that evening. "What do you expect her to do? It isn't a normal pregnancy and realizing this, she's scared and you aren't helping by not being supportive-"

"When did you start caring for a demon Bobby?" Dean interrupted.

Bobby glared and Dean wisely shut up. He continued on, warning Dean with a glance what he would do if he interrupted him again.

"When she's the first to actually care about what I do for her, that's why ya idjit!" Bobby calmed down and ignored Sam's look of concern to continue. "Like Ellen said, she's in the salvage yard and I expect you to at least play nice with her. You have to take responsibility for what you did before you could expect her to do the same."

Dean nodded and sighed as he watched Ellen teach Cas how to take shots. After another sigh, he stood up prepared to talk to the angered mommy to be and hoped she didn't split him open right out there. She definitely would, he thought and quickly made his way into the kitchen for some sort of peace offering.

If he was going at it alone, he knew what she liked and also knew it would please her.

Seeing Dean out of the corner of her eyes, she ignored him at first, staring contentedly at the stars even when he showed her what looked like pie. She had to smile softly to herself though. Nobody but Dean seemed to know the right way to make a subtle peace offering without the bloody violence that normally went along with it. It was a wonder she never took to actually hurting him. She paused to glance towards him as he climbed on top of the hood of the car beside her and handed her a spoon.

"Apple pie," Dean wiggled his eyebrows and dug in himself.

"Why are you being so nice to me right now?" she demanded, clearly not buying into it. "You spend all day flirting with miss bottle blonde and now you think you have the excuse to pay a visit only now because I'm the poor unfortunate demon carrying your baby? I feel so loved."

Dean's smile evaporated.

"You mean Jo? She's like a little sister to me and you should try to get ahold of your jealously because it's starting to show."

She snorted.

"I'm not jealous," She defended herself. "I'm not. Didn't I say I didn't care who you knocked up as long as it wasn't with me? Well then why would I turn around and be jealous of somebody else that you obviously think of more than a little sister?"

Dean pulled her closer until they were mere inches apart before he answered.

"Because you look jealous sweetheart and I bet you hate it too. Now help me finish the pie and if you're good, I'll give you desert."

Mary Beth frowned though and brought her gaze back towards the stars. Clad in a thick red sweater and black maternity pants, Dean still thought she was the most attractive girl he had met. It also turned out that she was a demon that wouldn't hesitate to gut someone but it didn't change his opinion of her sheer beauty. He wished it did but it didn't and she was raving mad about him spending time with Jo and didn't realize that he only did it to try to distract himself from thinking about her. Ellen didn't like her and Jo was weary whenever Mary Beth was nearby. Dean couldn't blame them but he couldn't bring himself to mistrust the demon either. She hadn't done a single bad thing since she joined up with them and it seemed lately that the only thing that was a problem these days was Dean's ability to think straight with her close by.

"What are you thinking about?" Dean found himself asking before he could stop himself.

"The stars, I never noticed how beautiful they were until now." She laughed sardonically. "I guess it requires a soul to see what has been in front of me for centuries."

"Stars are overrated," Dean quickly tried to reassure her.

Mary Beth however, shook her head in disagreement.

"No it's not. Don't you ever wonder why the stars are there? Are they loved ones that you miss that turned into stars so that they will always be with us even when we don't see them? A passageway through heaven? What do they represent? I never took the time to think of that before but if I die would I go back to hell as the demon that I am or would I ever be able to go to heaven? I'm a demon Dean! I shouldn't be thinking about this and yet I can't stop! It plagues me in every single way-"

"And yet you are okay Mary Beth," Dean pulled her into his arms, putting his chin on her head and made a shushing noise to quiet her down as she cried. "You aren't any worse for having these thoughts and if anything maybe something good will come out of it."

"Lily Compton," she stated the name with so much remorse that Dean did a double take.

"What?" Dean asked.

"Lily Compton was a six-year-old girl," Mary Beth continued with a small sigh. "Big eyed brown-haired little girl. She was playing on the swing of her backyard minding her own business and I tortured her. I tortured her right in front of her parents and they pleaded for me to spare their little girl and take them instead. Then I started in on the wife leaving the man a widower. I was so evil and I never once stopped to think what I had done but now? What have I done? What have I done to those families that did nothing to me? And now? Karma is paying me back in the form of a baby that I can feel but won't be able to see. I won't be able to either!"

Dean hushed her again and cupped her face so that their foreheads touched.

"I can't say what you did before was good because from the sounds of it, it was horrible but I know this now. You have a soul inside of you that is willing to let you remember that you could make up for all of those things. I've done bad things too and so has Sam and yet we're still here. We're fine-"

"You didn't kill innocent people!" she retorted dryly.

It was true. He didn't but he felt like he condemned an innocent person to pain with what he had done in hell. Hell was something he never liked talking about but with Mary Beth who no doubt knew enough about Hell for the both of them, he was willing to try.

"Hell is horrible, we both know it but I did condemn an innocent person to suffer when I broke the first seal," Dean spoke up for the first time since telling Sam what he had done. He could feel her attention shift and knew he had it undoubtedly for the time being. "I may not know what you're feeling all together but I understand a piece of it. Hell wore me down until I was willing to make the deal to get off the rack and I tore into that innocent girl. The only thing she had done was making a deal with the crossroads demon. We all feel guilty for things we have done and for decisions that weren't great but we've survived and you will too. Don't leave now and please reconsider everything, alright? This baby is the best thing to happen to us right?"

She nodded and Dean smiled, realizing that he had gotten through to her for the time being.

"I want to go with you guys," she spoke up after a moment of silence.

Dean went to shake his head but she beat him to it again.

"I'm not going to do anything stupid but I can't stay back and do nothing. The baby is protected by whatever it is that won't allow me to kill it and I promise I won't try but you have got to trust me. You've trusted me to go with you a number of other times and I feel better whenever I'm with you. Please?"

Dean couldn't shake off the bad feeling of what would happen if he let her go but he nodded anyways.

"Okay but if there's any sign of danger?"

"I'll get the hell out of there," Mary Beth replied, scooting closer to cuddle in his arms.

Dean smiled and laid back himself. The pie was forgotten as he joined her to look at the stars and he noticed what she was getting at. Nobody took the time to enjoy them and they were pretty. Pointing at one of them, he smiled at her.

"That one is a special star," he told her. "See it?"

Mary Beth nodded and he grinned.

"It's special because it's gonna be our star. Even when you've forgotten what you're feeling when the baby comes, you'll look up and see it and remember what I said. Words will mean something to you, even without a soul."

She didn't know what she did to deserve such a good man and yet here he was, trying to make her feel better, even when she had nothing to show for it.