Chapter 9:

Tess paced. She had left a message on Bobby's phone and now all she had to do was wait. She'd taken the colt from the safe and it was now wrapped up in its box in her bag.

She felt it's presence like the tell tale heart in Poe's poem beating and reminding them it was still there.

She folded her arms hating herself for taking the colt and even more for falling out with Dean. She wasn't sure if they had actually fallen out or if he was working his way towards getting pissy with her later. His tone was calm but with Dean that could only lead towards a full blown argument later.

Taking a deep breath she gathered her things as well as John's heading towards his room she heard him moving in his crib, 'Hey little guy it's time to go and see Uncle Bobby.'

His smiley face made her smile back his chubby hand stretched towards her face.


Sam had woke up he'd fallen asleep running a hand across his face and through his hair, 'Crap!'

He had fallen asleep watching some sport and had lost track of the time. Stretching he got up from the chair. He turned as he heard jeans swishing in the hall.

Tess jumped as Sam appeared in the door, 'Oh hi.' She looked embarrassed and guilty all in one, 'I was just on my way out.'

Sam turned to look at the clock, 'What at three in the morning?' She nodded. 'Ok but that's a little weird.'

Getting defensive she held John to her, 'Yeah well it's a free country.' Sam looked shocked, 'Sorry Sam I'm just tired and John is being niggly.'

Sam nodded but he didn't seem convinced. Like Dean he could tell when something wasn't right and Tess was being too defensive.

'I'm sorry but I didn't hear him crying.' Taking a deep breath she pushed past him, 'Tess where are you going?'

'I'm just going for a drive.' Moving towards the door her bag caught to the chair back ripping it from her shoulder the colt dropping and skidding across the floor.

Looking up she could see Sam's face clouding over as he stared at the covered box.

'Is that what I think it is?' Tess moved towards John's high chair. Placing him in it she picked up her scattered belongings. Not daring to look at him she muttered to the floor,

'Well if it's the colt box then yes it is,' picking it up she placed it back in her bag noticing her hands were shaking.

'What do you need that for?' Sam's face clouded in suspicion, confusion and worry crossed his features all at once, 'Tess tell me.' Tess felt guilt and shame at keeping it secret so she simply said,

'I'm taking it to Bobby's so it is safe.' Picking up John she headed for the door, 'If you want to know why then ask Trin. I can't tell you myself.' Heading out she took a deep breath feeling guilty.

Trin yawned as she padded into the kitchen. She had been asleep and had woken to the loud words so had got up to investigate, 'Was that Tess I heard shouting? Is everything ok?' Sam turned towards her she was wearing a white short night dress and her hair was slightly ruffled. 'Sam?'

'Yes it was and no everything is not all right,' Trin jumped at his sharp tone, 'I think you have something to tell me?' She stared open mouthed her face flushed red then turned white nodding she sat down.