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The minute that Dean had stood up Sam had followed and was glad that he had when Dean started to fall. Sam could tell that his brother wasn't looking forward to eating but Sam had to push the issue. Now here was his brother passed out in the middle of a crowded diner looking rather green. As a little crowd began to gather Sam knew Dean was going to flip out.

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A soft roar filled Dean's ears. It was all a bad dream he had not passed out in the middle of a diner.

God he had taken a dive in the middle of a diner. He sensed the people around him and didn't want to open his eyes but still needed to hurl.

"Should I call 911?" someone asked.

"No he'll be fine." Arandi responded. "I just told him that I'm pregnant with triplets."

People snorted and giggled. The same man, "Hell I'd pass out to if my wife laid that one on me."

"Well there is a reason that we came to your favorite diner." A women's voice sounded.

"Not funny Cassandra."

The voices moved away. Arandi was awesome. Dean opened his eyes instantly trying to stand. "Need to get outside now." He ground out. Sam helped him along and got him outside away from prying eyes. Dean leaned against a tree and everything that he had just eaten came spewing out. Sam not far making sure he didn't fall. The dry heaves followed making Dean see stars. Finally it passed and he continued to lean against the tree sweating.

"Do you want to go back to the room?" Sam asked.

"Give me a minute." The cool air made him feel a little better.

Sam led him to a picnic table and Dean gratefully sat down laying his head on his arms on the table.

"I could get a starring role in an exorcist remake." He groaned. Arandi sat beside him and he could feel Sam's eyes boring into him. Sam is feeling guilty. Dean has to fix it now. "Not your fault Sammy, I shouldn't have eaten when I knew how I felt."

"And how do you feel Dean?"

"My stomach is at war with me." He lifted his head to look at his brother.

Sam eyed him for a minute then seemed to accept it.

Dean turned to Arandi. "How did I miss out on the joy of making triplets?"

"You were great darling." Arandi smiled patting him on the shoulder.

"Damn straight."

She lifted her hand and put the back of her fingers against his temple. "You're hot."

"Thanks you're not half bad yourself sweetheart."

Arandi shook her head.

The day was really nice so they sat in the cool breeze. Sam and Jade were talking to each other.

Dean notices Arandi looking towards the road and he looks. A car is sitting there with the hood up and a man and woman with two kids stare under the hood as if waiting for the car to fix itself, their voices drift to the hunters Dean able to tell that they were speaking in Italian. Arandi stood up and started to walk towards them, Dean watched as Arandi reached them and started to speak to them in Italian. The couple was relieved to have found someone who could understand them. They started to point at the engine of their car and make gestures. The man apparently making the sound the car had made before ending up on the side of the road. Arandi looked under the hood and started messing with something.

Dean had to be part of this. He stood up and walked over. Arandi looked up at him. "They have a couple of cracked spark plugs."

He looks in himself and she is right.

"Didn't think I knew what I was talking about?"

"I have never met a woman who knew the mechanics of cars. I know they exist but you are the first one I have come across." Dean was impressed.

By now Sam and Jade have joined them. Arandi turned to the man and started explaining to the couple the problem and what they would need.

The man turned to Dean. "Se compro le parti possono risolvere problema?"

Sam looked at Dean almost laughing that this man was assuming because Arandi spoke fluent Italian that Dean did too.

Dean looked at Sam looking rather smug. He turned back to the man, "Si siamo grado di risolvere il problema per voi."

Sam nearly choked. Dean could speak Italian since when? Dean looked at him with a cocked brow, "Got bored when I had to recuperate at Pastor Jim's when I got hurt while you were at Stanford."

Sam stared at Dean. 'What else could his brother do that he was in the dark about?'

A drive in the Impala to a parts store and quick work between Dean and Arandi they had the car purring in less than an hour.

The couple's little girl was thrilled with Arandi talking to her a mile a minute and Arandi talked to her and showed her stuff under the hood her little brother not liking not being included turned to Dean wanting to check under the hood too. Dean laughed and gave him a hand. He noticed the flicker of sadness that passed through Arandi's eyes. He had seen that look in the mirror a couple of times, giving up on the family life because as a hunter it's impossible. He felt the same sadness tug at him now. He would never hear anyone call him daddy.

Done with everything the couple handed Dean a wad of cash and refused no for an answer. The grateful couple anxious to get back on the road, the little girl gave Arandi a big hug, her little brother mimicking her hugged Dean. Then they were gone.

Sam and Jade had moved back to the table long ago. Dean looked at Arandi her eyes still on the road. She had an oil smudge on her cheek and damned if Dean didn't think it was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. He points it out to her and she rubs her cheek. He is suddenly very tired, pain settling in again from his leaning into the car

Dean noticed Arandi tense up as the wind picked up her eyes moved to the woods beyond the motel. Dean was about to ask her what was wrong but then he sensed it too. He stared into the woods his hunter's instinct on high alert. The hair on his neck standing on end, he glanced at Arandi and she looked at him. The feeling passed and they stayed vigil but they both knew that someone or something had been watching them from the woods.

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Lame I know but I was trying to establish a little bit of back story for Arandi. Also I get kind of fed up with the Sam's the smart one thing. Sam is smarter on some things but Dean has smarts and I believe he would hide them, since most people even Sam sometimes don't give him credit because he's a high school drop-out. Dean speaking Italian would be so hot! Forgive my momentary lapse.

Thanks for reading and it will pick up soon. I am trying to get the Remington's a little more out in the light.

The Italian man asked Dean, if he bought the parts if could fix the problem and Dean answered that he could take care of the problem for him.