Chapter 10

"I would dial the numbers just to listen to your breath, and I would stand inside my hell and hold the hand of death." – Melissa Etheridge (Come to My Window)

"So all the vics had the same COD?" Dean asked, flashing his fake badge at their latest Ruby crime scene. She had led them a little further up the road into a more northern part of Kansas, twelve vics total, this would make thirteen. Dean swallowed his morning sickness, wanting to appear fine.

"That's correct," the Kansas PD said. "This type of killing's been reported in about five other counties along the way, same coroner's report, although it's strange, no weapons were used, it was if they were poisoned from the inside."

"Something in their drinks maybe," Sam said. "Did Mrs. Paulson have any enemies?"

"None that I know of," the Kansas PD replied, writing a few notes on his notepad. "Her sister is over there if you want to talk to her."

"No need." Sam replied. "We'll send our people if needed, this method is used often times with serial killers, we'll head back to the precinct see if we can't present them some evidence."

The Kansas PD nodded his head, walking off. Sam elbowed Dean signaling it was time to leave. Dean stared down at the dead body of the young woman with a look of disgust. He could feel his breakfast rising to his throat, but he managed to keep it down for that moment. Ruby would kill innocents she wasn't afraid to do so. Dean and Sam had been hot on her trail for the past two days since they left Bobby's, but it didn't help having to stop on account of Gabriel and Dean's own pregnancy issues.

Dean looked around; the air seemed heavier all of a sudden. His hair actually stood on end. He looked upon the crowd of curious onlookers who had begun to disperse slightly. He spotted Zachariah's face once again staring, stone cold, upon Dean's gaze. Dean returned the glare before he heard Sam calling his name, he looked away only once then back and Zachariah was once again gone.

Dean walked off to join his brother in the Impala, Dean took the driver's seat and begun to drive back to the motel. His stomach suddenly flipped, he pulled over by the grassy field next to the road and flung himself from the parked vehicle. His breakfast coming up and out of his mouth, bile rose up his throat and burned on the way out, he heaved, his shoulders convulsing with every movement. The air became hot, his head ached and he held it as more visions came.

The blood was a recurring vision. He saw demons again. He saw people fighting; he couldn't make them out though. He held his head and breathed heavily trying to focus on anything but the pain.

"Face it Winchester," Zachariah's voice rang through Dean's head like a snare drum. "The end is near…"

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"Come on brother," Cas actually groaned. "That is utterly revolting."

"Hey if YOU were pregnant and not Dean-O," Gabriel swallowed another spoonful of ice cream, his fifth bowl today. "You'd understand."

"Well luckily," Cas sighed. "I do not wish to indulge myself in mindless sweet foods."

"This is about Dean isn't it?" Gabriel set the empty bowl down and zapped it away before cocking his head at Cas.

"Yes," Cas replied. "I can't lie to you brother, Dean is…mad at me I think."

"Why would he be," Gabriel chuckled. "You became his baby daddy, no sex even, that's PRETTY impressive there Castiel."

"I'm not sure that's what he wanted," Cas looked out the window, half dreading half eagerly awaiting the return of the Impala. "I just don't think we…see eye to eye if that's the term…"

Gabriel took a step closer to his brother, sensing the energy rushing through his grace, it was almost sad.

"You're in love with him," Gabriel stated. "And you're scared he doesn't return the feelings you have for him."

"I brought him into this mess Gabriel," Cas' gaze fell downward. "He's stated to Sam many a time before that children were not to be in the lives of hunters, I disappointed him…again."

"Castiel," Gabriel placed a hand on his brother's shoulder. "Dean cares about you, that much I can sense, I'm not sure about love just yet, but there is only one person who can figure that out and that's you."

Cas met his brother's smile. He found himself smiling back.

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When Dean and Sam finally did reach the motel, Dean was asleep in the passenger seat. Sam looked over at his brother and sighed, he worried about Dean now a days. As if he being pregnant with a half angel half human hybrid baby wasn't scary enough Sam had to worry about him losing his lunch and having headaches from hell.

Sam looked over at the sleeping form next to him and smiled slightly. He picked Dean up and carried him inside. He set him down on the couch he'd chosen as his bed and walked towards his and Gabriel's room.

When Dean awoke next he felt a slightly heavier weight on him. He opened his eyes and found a new covering over his body. He recognized the tan coat that rested upon his torso now. Cas had placed his coat on Dean as he slept. Dean cocked his head at the garment and felt it; he ran the collar in between his fingers. The room was completely dark and empty besides him. There wasn't a sign the angel had even been there.

Dean lowered his head slightly and smelled the fabric. It smelled nice, like Cas always did. It was a scent Dean couldn't quite describe. He looked around once again to ensure Cas' absence before snuggling the coat closer to him and closing his eyes once again.

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Ruby smirked as she sat on a log on the side of the road; she felt that her work was done in this part of Kansas for the time being. She cleaned off her blood stained knife and pocketed the handkerchief.

"Nice night isn't it darling?" Crowley appeared next to her.

"Sure thing chief," Ruby scoffed and inspected her fingernails. "I suppose you've come to try to stop me and take me home to daddy?"

"Of course not," Crowley replied, suddenly Ruby was up against a tree, a knife at her throat and Crowley's breath on her neck. "Just came to warn you sweet cheeks."

Ruby struggled, but against Crowley it was hopeless, she eventually glared and stared into his eyes.

"You stay away from the Winchesters," Crowley said. "Or so help me…"

"You'll what?" Ruby smirked, cocking her head and laughing as she threw her head back. "Take me home?"

Suddenly the demon possessing the vessel before Crowley spewed forth from the woman's mouth leaving her dead in Crowley's arms and an exasperated look on his face.

"Damn it!" Crowley exclaimed and threw the body to the ground.

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So is Dean in love with Cas?

More importantly will Cas ever admit he is to Dean?

Will they ever catch Ruby?

And why is Crowley defending them?

More to come