A/N This story is pre-Ghost Town and explains about Rebecca's past and her connection to the Winchesters. At least the first few chapters will be from Rebecca's POV.

Rebecca

Chapter 8: Back to Reality

For the next five days we were confined to the cabin as the snow got deeper outside. We'd spent the time comparing scars and hunts, as well as making love. I wished that I could let him remember when we got out but that would cause too many problems. Sometimes I wondered if we'd left on the first morning when we first woke up if we'd have got down to the town before the snow got too bad. Every time Dean saw me drift off into the day-dream he'd sneak up behind me and kiss my neck.

"So what's the problem now?" he whispered in my ear, followed by a nibble of my neck and I could feel myself getting aroused.

"Just wondering whether we've got enough food until they reach us," I lied trying to fight the temptation that he was.

"So long as we don't decide on a four course meal, we've got enough for a month," he replied continuing the assault on my neck and caressing my breasts. "So do you want to talk or just go back to bed?"

"Talk, we've only just eaten," I responded still trying to maintain my composure.

"Ok, so long as you don't go drifting off again," he retorted stopping the teasing, my body cried out for more but my head was winning this battle. "Damages my ego when you switch off like that."

I turned to face him, "and we can't have that can we?" I laughed.

So much for talking when he decided to find out if I was ticklish, which I am. As I tried to back away I tripped on a bag and landed uncomfortably on the couch.

He followed me and starting kissing me again. "So much for talking," I mumbled as he kissed my throat.

"We can talk later," he responded working the button on my jeans.

"You're incorrigible," I laughed.

"Yeah," he mumbled kissing my shoulder.

"You make me feel like a teenager again."

"Mission accomplished."

"Yeah but I keep expecting your dad to walk in and catch us."

He stopped what he was doing and picked me up. "In that case we'd better continue in the bedroom." Where we quickly undressed each other with passionate kisses and caresses; and before our bodies once more moved as one.

We were just relaxing in the post orgasmic haze when we heard a vehicle outside. We both grabbed our clothes and were partially dressed when John walked in.

He took one look at us. "So that's why you wanted to be alone with my son?" he accused.

Dean replied first, "sir it's not like that."

"Dean don't play me for a fool, I can see what's been happening," John snapped. "Now get out to the car while I talk to Becky." When Dean didn't move he added, "That's an order."

"But it's my fault," he replied. "And I want Becky to stay with me."

John looked at Dean and I could see some ultimatum being formed. "You could have come down before this snow started, so you disobeyed orders for your carnal desires. I'm ashamed of you, now get in your car and we'll finish this in town," he shouted.

Dean stood his ground and wasn't moving. "Dean I need to speak to John alone, please load up our stuff," I pleaded.

After Dean left I turned to John, "will you stop treating him like your personal soldier boy?"

"He's got to do as he's told, otherwise he could get one of us killed," John snapped back. "And don't think you're joining us."

"I don't expect to join you," I responded and he looked surprised. "We've had a fling and now it's over."

"But he doesn't know that," he replied more softly.

"No, but he will by the time we reach town."

"He won't give up easily, we're a stubborn lot," he was being more thoughtful.

"I know but I don't have a witch for an ancestor without inheriting some skills, I just don't like using them," I responded. "I'll need a few minutes with Sam when we get to town, then you won't hear from me again unless it's an emergency and I will only want you to come."

"This sounds like I'm bargaining with the devil for my son's soul," he retorted.

"You'd only be bargaining if you wanted something I didn't want to give you. I know more about Dean's destiny than you and I don't want him changing paths now, he'll only regret if he does."

"So you're not giving him a choice."

"He didn't give me much choice," I smirked. "But for your information we torched the Wendigo on our second day but Dean got hurt."

John looked surprised. "How bad?"

"If Julia hadn't warned me he'd be going out on a stretcher," I replied. "By the time he was fit enough to travel the snow was too deep for me to risk getting back safely in his car and he wasn't fit enough to drive. So next time you want to snap get your facts right first."

He looked suitably humbled. "Sorry. I suppose you want me to apologise to Dean."

"Have you ever apologised to Dean?"

"No."

"Then don't confuse him now. Only you and I will remember what happened here, it'll be our burden for protecting Dean."

"Only Dean, aren't you worried about what took Mary?"

"Not really that's a demon and can be killed, you can't kill a curse," I replied.

"What about the pendant?" he asked. "You did give it to him."

I smiled, "yeah but you can get the credit for that."

"Can we still use Julia as a contact?" he asked, almost looking like he regretted his reaction. "She gives some good tips."

"How else will I know what you're up to and where to avoid?" I responded before going to get into the car with Dean.

"Everything sorted?" Dean asked happily.

"Yeah," I replied feeling like a total bitch.

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As we drove back to town behind John we talked. At first Dean was saying how we would make his idea work. We'd become a hunting group of four; Dean and I would work together and Sam and John. He'd worked it out; it seemed a shame to destroy it but I'd promised.

I passed Dean a drink which he believed to be water; actually it contained the potion which would help me to implant the memories that would allow me to walk away.

As he drank the potion I talked about his past

When we got back to town Dean remembered only what I'd implanted during the journey, by the time I would say good-bye he wouldn't even remember that.

As we got out of the car I gushed, "My hero I don't know what I would have done without you killing that beast," I gave him a quick peck on his cheek.

"My pleasure ma'am," he replied looking a bit dazed.

John looked at me and I winked. Sam looked at Dean as though he must've hit his head and was about to say something.

Leaving Dean I grabbed Sam's arm, "that was just for the locals. Let me buy you a soda while John and Dean sort out the cars." I manoeuvred him into the nearest diner before he had chance to get Dean's attention.

While diverting Sam's attention I poured some potion into his drink and made sure he drank it as we talked. When he finished I suggested that he join his family and that he would remember nothing about Becky until Dean told him.

I watched as he went to join Dean getting ready to leave.

"Where have you been Sammy?" Dean accused. "We've both got jobs to do, can't have you shirking."

"Just needed a leak," Sam replied. "Where we off to anyway?"

"Don't know, dad just said to load up."

"Where is he?"

"Gone to get a coffee seeing as you weren't here," Dean replied.

I turned from watching them to find John beside me. "He'll be mad when he finds out," he said.

"Yeah, but in the meantime he's as safe as he can be in this business," I sighed. "He'll protect Sam with his life if necessary, you gave him that task."

"Yeah I suppose, they work together well."

"They've always been together, what did you expect?" I responded. "All hunting families are closer than most, we rely on each other for our lives."

"What will you do?"

I smiled, "what I was born for, I'll hunt the things I can kill without back-up. You'll know if anything happens to me."

"You mean Julia will let us know?"

"No the potion is linked to my energy, if I die the spell is broken and they'll remember." He looked horrified. "Don't worry they'll know it was me who made them forget. You'd better go before they start looking for you."

"Thanks," he smiled shaking my hand. "Is there any other way to break the spell?"

"Only if we meet, but I'm not telling you how because you might regret this before me." I walked off to the ladies washroom. By the time I returned they were gone and my luggage was waiting for me to go home.

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I went back to Vega and sorted out the house but felt drained and phoned Julia. I told her what I had done.

"You did what," she yelled at me. "No wonder you feel drained, come back to England."

"It's ok I just needed to talk to someone who might understand, seems I got the wrong person," I replied sarcastically.

"What sort of response were you expecting?"

"I don't know, but not the 'you're an idiot' speech."

"Tell me you don't love him and I'll change my tone," Julia reasoned.

"You know I can't," I replied. "But that's why I had to do it."

"You'd better explain that because even I'm not that stupid. Oh I forgot your motto is 'love'em and leave them wanting more'."

"Bitch. That's not the reason."

"Then you'd better explain cause I thought he was perfect."

I blushed remembering how perfect then snapped out of my reverie. "That's beside the point; his destiny involves working with his family and saving people."

"But you would be family."

"Maybe. But he's Sam's protector and Sam's going to need to lean on Dean when his powers start emerging."

"So you'd be there to help."

"I'd be a distraction that could get any of us killed."

"Ok I get it, but I still think you should come home."

"Why what's your spidy sense telling you?"

"That just as you left him with something of you, you came away with something of his."

"Oh don't mess sis, what you talking about?"

"You're pregnant."

"Don't be silly I'm too old for that."

"Now who's being silly; five nights with a virile young man and I don't suppose you thought about precautions."

"I didn't think we'd spend the time making love," I interrupted.

"So come home at least until after the birth," she insisted.

"No, if I'm pregnant I want them to be born in America," I thought quickly the curse was made in England maybe being born here would help protect them. "Could you come and stay with me for awhile?"

"Not if you want to go hunting," she countered.

"After the shock you've just given me I think hunting can wait awhile."

"Have you got everything I need for the research?" she asked. "I'll still have people wanting info."

"Only the stuff that you've downloaded and father's books," I replied. "I thought I could take you sight-seeing while you're here. You've never been here long enough to go anywhere."

"Ok but no overdoing it. I'll be over next week get some rest."

I sat down and panicked. I could do hunting without any problem, but babies no that was for the maternal types. I couldn't have an abortion, as a part of Dean they deserved to live. I couldn't have them adopted; they needed to know their background and why their families went hunting the things that went bump in the night. Besides they would probably develop powers that people outside didn't understand.

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A/N I haven't tried POV before so please comment.

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