Chapter nine:

Tess's hands shook as she opened the door to let her brother in.

'Hey Tess.' His big blue eyes were cheerful and sincere. His hair was a little longer but he looked really well. At high school he'd played sports and been popular compared to her being almost unknown amongst other students apart from her friends. He was still broad shouldered and gave off the air of being sporty. One thing that struck her most was that he looked really happy.

Taking his little sister in he realised how much he had missed being around her. She'd lost all of that naivety that he'd always associated with her when they were kids. He guessed it was because she was now a mother.

Her hair was shorter than the last time he had seen her but she looked amazing. Again he guessed it was it all to do with being a mother.

'Hey Nick come in,' before she finished the sentence he'd grabbed her and enveloped her in a large hug. She felt instantly safe within her big brother's arms she found herself smiling despite her instant desire not to let him get too close because knowing Nick he would always do something to jeopardise their relationship.

'Wow the place looks better than ever.' He noted as he entered the living room. 'You and Dean have done some awesome things with the place.'

She smiled and laughed. 'Well I did most of it. Dean doesn't really care for shopping. He helped with the decorating though.'

She watched him make his way through the living room touching little knick knacks on the bookcase and mantelpiece.

He stopped still, 'Wow this him?' Nick pointed to the picture of her and Dean sat on the Impala's hood. Dean's arm was draped over her protectively. He was wearing the green long sleeved shirt she adored him in simply because it showed off his muscles and her favourite jeans. They were the pair with the tear just below his knee. She blushed self consciously because she realised she stared and knew him too well.

'Yeah that's Dean.' He noted the hint of pride in her voice as she said it. 'I'm sorry he's not here. He's working. ' She smiled as she poured some coffee.

'He's a big guy. Remind me not to piss him off!' He laughed as he placed the picture back on the side. He stared at Dean in the picture weighing the man up. He hoped that finding out more about him would put him in a better deal when the time came to ask for help. He stared at his sister kneeling down near the coffee table. She looked happy and from the way she spoke about Dean she was really in love with him. He was desperate to not upset her so he wanted to be perfectly honest with her about why he had turned up at her house suddenly after all this time.

She carried on talking, 'Well consider it done. Don't mess with me, his son and his car you'll be fine. ' Passing him the coffee she stared at him as he took in the room. 'So you wanna meet John then?' she'd heard him begin to murmur in the next room. His eyes lit up.

'Sure!' She smiled.

'He's just woken up.' Rushing from the room she gathered John in her arms. 'You're going to meet your Uncle Nick.' He smiled as she spoke. His little green eyes stared furtively at the new man in the room then a large grin erupted across his face as soon as their eyes met.

'Wow he looks so like you. I don't know Dean but I think maybe he has his eyes?' She nodded as she passed the small body to her brother, 'Hey little man.' She watched the two of them interact. John's gurgling said that he was enjoying the attention.


Mostly they made small talk and Nick hugged and cuddled John who loved the extra attention.

Finally she simply asked the question that had been bothering her all day.
'So Nick what do you want to tell me?' She stared at him her big blue eyes earnest with worry and care. 'I mean the last time we spoke properly you said you would pay me back that money you owed me but I'm still waiting.' He laughed.

'Erm I didn't think I wanted to tell you anything other than what I've discussed. ' She smiled at him.

'Whatever Nick. I've known you long enough to know that while you have told me nearly everything you've bypassed the whole important parts.' He stared at her.

She stared at him closely and he realised that she knew him a whole lot better than he thought. Her big blue eyes were serious with worry as he took a deep breath unsure where exactly to begin. So he decided to cut straight to the point and get it over with.

'Ok well the reason why I am here is not just to see you and J.' She sighed but he cut her off before she spoke again, 'No it's not for money either before you say anything. It's to ask for help.' She frowned. 'I know what your husband is and what he does.' Her hand clenched around the mug she was holding till her knuckles whitened.


Waiting outside of the strip bar Sam watched as Dean was finishing packing up their hunting bag. Looking at his watch for the twentieth time he finally couldn't wait to find out how they were going to take on a supernatural creature they had only read about not ever faced before.

'So Dean how do we stop her?' Dean stopped packing up his bag.

Dean stared at him, 'Well we do what we do normally do. We just go for it and hope for the best. She's not going to be easy to pin down but between us both we can do it Sam.' Sam reluctantly nodded. He knew Dean was nervous it all seemed so easy while they had the groom involved. Ben had disappeared with his friends probably to another bar but it meant Sam and Dean had to let it go and just work it between them. 'Sammy its show time.'

They turned to see Sherry walking towards them. 'Hey boys.' She smirked broadly. 'Looks like the groom had a better offer.' Sam smiled. He hoped he looked convinced that he was ok with all that she hoped was going to happen.

'Let's go back to my place.' She smiled as she placed a hand on Sam's shoulder and tilted Dean's face down to hers. 'I have a really big bed.' She bit her lip as she pulled Dean roughly towards her mouth. Kissing her Dean found himself gagging although he held it back. 'Wow you taste delicious.' She licked her lips. Wiping his mouth he hoped without drawing attention to the fact he hadn't enjoyed the kiss. He could still taste the strawberry lip gloss she was wearing.

Dean smiled widely, 'We sure do. You want to direct us?' He held open the door for her as she slid in.

Slamming it hard enough to clang loudly he whispered across the top of the car, 'Glam it up Sammy not long to go.' Smiling widely as he put on the mask he knew he'd have to wear he nodded once to Sam who again reluctantly nodded back.