A/N: Hope you like the twist I threw in here. Thanks to all. Please review. NC

Chapter 7

The Impala skidded to a stop beside the dark BMW parked in front of the abandoned building. Both brothers were out of the car and racing for the broken door hanging by one hinge. The heavy smell of blood permeated the enclosed area making them cough and gag. Dean zeroed in on the form lying off to the side of what looked like a heap of human flesh.

"Oree, Sis." Dean called to her, running to her side. He pushed Ellie out of the way and picked her up to carry her outside where there was more light and could see how hurt she was.

"How is she?" Sam asked hovering beside him.

"Don't know yet, get a blanket out of the back."

Sam got the keys out of the car and ran to the trunk to get the blanket and spread it on the ground beside it. He held Oree's head as Dean carefully put his sister down to check her over. He saw blood dripping down her arm as he examined the cuffs fastened around her wrist.

"Sam, these are going to take a key to get off, take a flashlight and see if it's on what's left of that body in there."

"Ugh! Ok." Sam grimaced in disgust and brushed by the hell hounds who were hovering nearby with Ellie woofing softly.

Dean pulled the first aid kit out and opened a field dressing to wrap around her arm to stanch the flow of blood. He knew the wound would need stitches, but didn't want to do it here. He looked over her body feeling down her legs and over her stomach looking for other injures. He pulled his hand back after running it over her shoulders and saw blood on his fingers. He shifted her body to check and saw the blood soaking into her shirt at her right shoulder.

"Man, finally found it." Sam gagged and coughed several times while holding up a chain with a key on it.

"Get those cuffs off her and hold her on her side, she's got a wound on her shoulder I need to get to." Dean instructed him getting more dressings out.

"Mm-mm-mm." Oree moaned as Dean shifted her body.

"Hey Sis, easy it's ok, we've got ya." Sam told her brushing her hair from her face. "Lay still, Dean's bandaging your wounds."

"S'm." she slurred trying to pull her mind back to the present as she felt someone putting pressure on the knife stab on her shoulder. "H't."

"I know kid, just hang on I'm almost done for now." Dean told her taking his knife to cut her tee shirt out of the way to inspect the wound.

"Oh-oh...No...Ow...Crap!" she cringed trying to draw her body into the fetal position as her water broke.

"Oree what's wrong?" Sam asked cupping her face so he could look into her eyes.

"It's happening." she grunted as a contraction rippled through her body.

"What? What's happening?" Dean asked helping her to sit up.

"B'by...comin'." she huffed taking shallow breathes to get through the pain.

"Holy crap!" Dean exclaimed. "We need to get ya to a hospital."

"No-time." she cried as the contraction got harder. "You're gonna...have to...deliver her." she finally got out through gritted teeth.

"I don't think so." Dean said with a shocked look on his face that paled just thinking about that.

"You're Dean frickin' Winchester and my big brother and she's not gonna wait, so get your act together 'cause there's no backing out now." she screamed at him through the contraction that had her stomach tightening into a hard ball. Sam tried rubbing her belly until she smacked his hand away.

"There's some cabins back down the mountain, we gotta get to one of those." Sam offered a look of fright crossing his face just thinking about delivering a baby.

"Help me get her up." Dean ordered getting on one side of Oree as Sam took her other arm.

Oree felt her body being lifted up off the ground as she tried to get her rubbery legs under her. She leaned on her brothers so they could help her to the back seat of the Impala. Once she was settled in the back seat with Sam, Dean turned to Ellie and told her his plan.

"Ellie, we're going to a cabin, follow us with Jasper and Juliette."

Ellie woofed to him and the hell hounds growled waiting beside her. Once Dean got the car turned and headed down the mountain, the three animals followed along behind them.

Dean's mind was whirling with so many thoughts and emotions he wasn't sure where to turn. He couldn't let his sister down, not when she needed him the most, but how the hell was he going to deliver a baby? He knew nothing about that, making them that's another story.

Oree tried to relax as much as she could now that the contraction had passed. This was not how she expected to be delivering her daughter, but then again she didn't expect to be kidnapped and almost killed either. Once again she prayed to Castiel. 'Angel if you can hear me, oh please we need you. The baby's coming and I'm scared. I need you here with me. Our daughter needs you. Damnit Angel where are you!'

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"Wait until I get the door open." Dean told Sam as he pulled up to an empty cabin. "Let me check it out."

"Ok, ow-ow! Oree...Hand...Crap!" Sam complained frantically as Oree latched onto his hand that was draped over the seat squeezing it tightly while she grunted hard and groaned in pain.

She could feel the ripples of the contraction running over her belly pushing and pressing wanting to expel the child. She could feel the baby moving knowing she was ready to come out into the world.

"So-so-rry!" she groaned out finally letting out the breath she was holding and letting go of Sam's smashed hand.

"Just hold on, Dean will be back in a second." Sam begged her as he watched her fall back in the seat panting from the excursion. He shook his hand and rubbed it trying to get the blood flow going and seeing if there were any broken bones. The fingers hurt, but he didn't think anything was broken.

"Come on, it's clear." Dean told them opening the back door to help his sister out.

Oree pushed herself up and took his arm, letting him help her to the house. She breathed deeply waiting for another contraction, hoping it wouldn't be so strong.

"Grab our bags and the first aid kit." he told Sam tossing the keys his way. "Ellie, you and the hounds guard the place; we don't need any unwanted visitors."

The hybrid and hell hounds gruffed at him and circled the cabin checking out the area for danger. They positioned themselves around the cabin to guard the area as commanded. No one was getting by them to harm any of the ones inside.

Sam snagged them out of the air and quickly got the things from the trunk and followed them into the house.

"There's a bedroom back here you can use."

"Are you timing them Sam?"

"What?" he asked looking from Oree to Dean for help. "What am I suppose to be doing"

"How long between contractions, you need to time them." she told him sitting down on the bed already so tired and knowing there would be more to come. "Where's Angel? He didn't answer my prayers."

"He was called to Heaven, but he still should of heard you." Sam told her looking from her to Dean knowing what he was thinking.

"We'll be right back, you stay right here."

"And just where am I goin'" she hissed at him madly.

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Dean pulled Sam from the room and into the kitchen looking around for the circuit breaker box.

"We need to boil some water."

"What for?"

"How do I know, that's what they always do on television." Dean answered spotting the box. He opened it up and began to flip the breakers so they would have some power in the cabin.

Sam started looking around in the cabinets and found a large pot for water. He checked but the water wasn't on so he headed outside to find the shut off valve to turn it on.

"Dee!" Oree cried from the bedroom.

"Coming." he answered hurrying back to the bedroom and his sister. "Are ya ok?"

"'Nother one, harder." she groaned leaning over to fight her way through the pain.

"Breathe, try to relax."

"I'm trying!" she cried madly.

"Whoa, just trying to help."

"It's letting up, that was a hard one." she sighed.

"Here, slide back here and rest." he offered fixing the pillows so she could rest against the headboard with her legs up. "I need to stitch those two stab wounds to stop the bleeding."

"Do it."

"I'll be right back." Dean assured her heading to the kitchen.

Sam had the water on the stove heating and was messing with his laptop when he found him.

"Hey, I got a signal and found this." he told Dean turning the laptop where Dean could see the screen too.

They both stood watching intently as a woman started having a baby and instructions were narrated in the background. Dean paled as he watched the baby's head crown and grabbed the counter for support and closing his eyes as he took deep breaths.

"I'm gonna be sick." he panted gulping in mouths of air. "I don't know if I can do that."

"Oree's depending on us, there's no one else." Sam told him as he swallowed hard watching the baby's wet, slimy body slide out into waiting hands. They could face down spirits, vampires, werewolves and demons without batting a eye, but having to deliver their niece scared him more than anything else he had ever done.

"Dee! Sam!" Oree called to them pain coursing in her voice.

Dean squared his shoulders and drew in a shaky breathe before straightening his body knowing they needed to help their sister. He would not let her go through this alone.

"Let's do this." he told Sam heading back to the bedroom with the first aid kit.

"They're getting closer." she groaned feeling her stomach tighten with the contraction.

"See if ya can find some towels and a sheet."

"Got it." Sam nodded heading back out to search for the items.

"Hang in there Sis, I'm going to get these stitches in hopefully before another hits."

Dean laid out what he would need and started with her arm. He cut away the bloody bandages and took some alcohol to clean the wound watching Oree hiss and pull away from him as he made ready to close the wound.

"You gotta hold still, I'll be quick."

"Ok." she sighed trying to do what he said.

"I found some towels and sheets." Sam said walking back in with the items in his arms.

"Go get me some warm water so I can wash some of this blood off." he ordered tying off the last stitch and putting ointment and gauze over the area before going to the wound on her back.

"Be right back."

"You doing ok?" he asked Oree trying to see into her eyes.

"Hurry, I can feel another getting ready to hit."

"I'll wait for it to pass. You just hang in there."

Dean watched his sister's body stiffen with the contraction as she grabbed onto his arm and held on tight, squeezing hard. Dean clenched his teeth and grunted in pain as she dug her fingers into the muscles of his arm. He was sure that was going to leave a mark.

"You gotta breathe Oree. Come on; get some air in your lungs."

"I'm-try-ing." she growled sucking air into her lungs and blowing it out hard. "It's passing."

"Let me get a couple of stitches in this now." he said shaking his arm to get the feeling back in it. He looked up as Sam hurried back in with a bowl of water and wash cloths. "How's it going?"

"They're getting closer."

"See a trashcan?" Dean asked glancing around the room.

"Yeah, over here." Sam answered crossing the room to get the trashcan. He brought it back and began to pick up the bloody bandages off the bed. He watched Dean stitch the wound closed then wash the area around it. Dean washed the blood from her shoulder and then her arm before getting up.

"We need to put a couple of towels under your bottom and a sheet over you."

"Right, damn, I'm not liking labor at all." she complained helping them position the towels and drape a sheet over her stomach and legs.

"Off with the pants now." he told her pulling them over her hips and down her legs keeping the sheet covering her.

"You need to check to see how dilated she is." Sam told Dean. "It said the baby would crown when she was dilated to 10 cementers."

"Oh God." Dean moaned not wanting to do this. "I need some gloves."

Dean closed his eyes and stilled his mind. He was not looking forward to what was next and having to look at parts of his sister's body that he never dreamed he'd have to see. He could see the pain and frighten look plastered on her face as she sought him out, searching his face for calmness and hope. He gave her a brief smile and nod that everything was going to be fine while Sam wiped her sweaty ace with a damp cloth. They would do this, yeah, they would deliver their niece and everything would be just fine. He just wished that nagging little splinter of wood in the back of his mind would quit sticking him making him wonder if this were true.

"Damnit Cas, where the hell are you?" he mumbled under his breathe not understand why he had not answered any of their prayers. This was not like him. He knew Cas doted on Oree and John, so there had to be something very wrong for him not to show up, very wrong indeed. But right now he could only deal with one crisis at a time. Right now he needed to help his sister deliver her baby.