Seth crept down the the stairs. He opened the basement door as quiet as he could. He slowly walked down the stairs. "Hey," Amber greeted him with a smile. "Couldn't sleep?" Seth set down next to her.

"I had a dream," Seth said.

"Was it a good one?"

"Yeah," Seth smiled, "you were upstairs with us. It was so nice and happy."

"That is a nice dream," Amber letting out a deep breathe. "Maybe one day."

"Two weeks," Seth said, Amber looked at him, not sure what he was saying. "In two weeks we will know. The moon will be here," Seth said.

"I have been here three weeks," Amber asked. Seth nodded.

"I mark on a paper I hide," Seth answers. Amber's mind raced, she was trying to remember her last period. Was she late already? Time had become nothing down there. "I don't," Seth stopped. Amber knew what would happen if in two weeks she wasn't pregnant.

"We will see," Amber laid her hand in his shoulder, "isn't that what Bray says?" They both went quite. "How did he find you?"

"Gym," Seth answered, "he said he saw I was searching, searching for a purpose. He was right. I lived for all the wrong things." Amber sat listening. She wondered if his family looked for him, if they knew his new life. "Roman was a delivery driver."

"Well, I am glad I am here," Amber hoped she said convincing.

"You are," Seth asked.

"Yeah," Amber smiled, "I met you, all of you. Hopefully I get to be part of something." Seth moved closer, he was forced on her month. He leaned in bushing her lips with his. She let him, not moving either way. He moved himself closer, wrapping his arms around her. He kissed her moving them back on the mattress. Amber let him do what he wanted, moaning to his touch. Finally wrapping her legs around him. She let her mind go and her body take over.

"Oh god," Seth groaned into her neck, as he tried not to fall on her. Amber ran her fingers up and down his back.

"You ok," she whispered.

"It has just been awhile since, I felt." He stopped almost sounding embarrassed.

"Oh," Amber's brain registered. "I guess because it was just us, I could relax more." Seth sat up.

"I wish I could stay longer," Seth said standing.

"I understand," Amber nodded. "I will see you later." Seth looked back at her several times as he made his way up the stairs. Amber laid back tossing her arm over her head. She laughed out loud. With all of Brays preaching with female lore still ruled.

…..

Dean sat at dinner watching Amber. She sat listening to Bray. She had all the motions. Dean shook his head. He was sure she wasn't buying anything Bray went on about. Maybe it was the fact she showed no fear. She didn't react. Or that she thought she was the smartest one here.

"I have seen a vision," Bray leaned on the table. Amber bit her lip. "We will need to totally rebuild."

"But it hasn't," Seth spoke up.

"Seth," Bray pounded his fest. "One is not enough. Tomorrow you and Roman will go. I have another." Dean smirked looking at Amber.

"So she is not the one," Dean kept his eyes on Amber.

"There are more," Bray answered, "the test will tell us." Amber closed her eyes. Time had ran out. Seth gave Roman a look. Roman only nodded.

"I will get the rabbit," Dean stood.

Rabbits hadn't been used to test for pregnancy since the sixties. Amber watched him walk away from the table. She couldn't react, she had to stay calm. "Come," Bray stood taking Amber's hands. She spun as he lead her up the stairs to the bathroom.

He closed the door, "here," he handed her a cup. This was happening to fast. Amber felt like it was to soon. She couldn't think.

Amber took the cup, Bray never took his eyes off her. She sat filling the cup with urine. She cast her eyes down handing it to him. He pointed to the sink for her to wash her hands. She thought of spilling the cup but he would just have her fill a new one.

Bray lead her back down stairs. He had changed, in an odd way he had always been polite. He seemed with drawn and cold. Hardly speaking to her.

Dean, Seth, and Roman stood, a wire cage with a rabbit. Amber closed her eyes. Bray took the cup and a syringe. He filled it with her urine. syringes opened the cage lifting the rabbit out. Bray took the rabbit, injecting it. "Now we wait."

"For wait," Amber heard herself say.

"If the rabbit dies," Seth answered her. Bray looked between them.

"Roman, Seth, we have things to go over," Bray spoke. "Dean take her back."

….

Dean laughed as he locked Amber's chain. "Don't be sad," he mocked. "Maybe you will get lucky. He never kept two alive." Amber pulled her legs up. Their normal ritual of bath and sex was skipped. "Told you," Dean stood over her. She sat saying nothing her face blink. It infuriated him. He shoved her down, she didn't fight. He slapped her, still nothing. "You think you are smart," he growled. "You can turn them," he moved down to his knees. She only stared at the ceiling, no expression on her face. He undid his pants. "Stupid bitch," Dean grabbed her legs pulling her on him. He was hard and rough. She made no noise or movement. He finished shoving her away.

It was creepy and eerie how she was. Most cried begged gave promises when the reality hit them. She was doing none of that. It was like she was getting ready for something. She was separating herself from all of this.

Something in that made Dean crazier. He had to admit he liked knowing he could give them false hope. It was fun to toy with and hold their fate. There was something about Amber. No, Dean didn't believe there was a chosen one. He honestly believed Bray was some pervert who got off on watching them have sex with theses girls. Somewhere in his twisted mind it cleared him of wrongdoing. He was holy and could not partake in such acts.

But Amber was different. There had been a few who were smart and tried to get away. But it seemed Amber wanted more than just that. Maybe it was better if she was gone. She was clearly going to start trouble. Seth and Roman were already weak minded. It wouldn't take much. Plus woman had a power over man, and Dean was sure she was using it.

As Dean watched her crawl into a ball. He shivered, it hit him, she made him feel fear. Not no before had. He got the feeling that somewhere in there she was holding back. She was capable of more than just being a tease and manipulator.