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"Thank you Melinda," Mary said smiling at me, "I know you're the one that gave your mother the idea."
"I just thought it would be nice," I said blushing, "If Dean got to see you again."
"Is this a trick?" Dean asked softly.
"No Sweetie," Mary said walking closer to him, "This is not a trick."
Mary placed a hand on Dean's cheek and smiled softly. Dean hugged her tightly and took a deep breath. I could feel the happiness running off of both of them and it was on of the most powerful emotions I've felt.
Turning to Mom I smiled happily. She smiled back and hugged me. I didn't know that this was what Mom was thinking when I mentioned that I wished Dean could talk to his mom again.
"How?" Dean asked turning to me.
"It's a spell," I said smiling, "It brings back the spirits of dead loves ones for awhile. It doesn't always work though."
"Why not?" he said confused.
"Magic can be unpredictable," Mom said softly, "When my older sister, Prue, died I wasn't allowed to bring her back because it wasn't time."
"Who says whether it's time or not?" he said calmly.
"The Elders," I said rolling my eyes, "And we have a few problems with them. There are a lot of rules. Some of which we don't follow."
"What rules?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.
"Falling in love with a Whitelighter," Mom said laughing, "And exposing magic. I think those were the biggest ones."
"Me too," I said nodding.
"Ah," Dean said slowly.
Dean turned back to Mary and smiled happily. I wondered if I would ever be able to see true happiness in his eyes and there it was. It didn't take much to do, but it meant the world to him.
Mary and him talked about the time that had passed. Mary looked distressed about some of the information that she was getting, but she was taking in everything before she talked.
"Melinda," Dean said smiling at me, "Come here."
"Okay," I said blushing.
Mary smiled knowingly as I walked over to them. Dean grabbed my hand and introduced me to Mary. The three of us talked for awhile longer before Mary said that she had to leave.
"Don't worry Hun," Mary said kissing his forehead, "I'll come back whenever I'm called."
"Okay," Dean said nodding, "Maybe I can bring Sam next time."
"I'd love that," she said smiling, "Good-bye Sweetie. And good-bye Melinda, it was nice meeting you."
"You too Mrs. Winchester," I said happily.
"You're grandmother says good choice," she said winking, "And I agree. Good choice Dean."
Mary disappeared in a flurry of white lights leaving Dean and I alone. Dean turned to me with a huge smile and hugged me. Wrapping my arms around his neck and let out a content sigh and rested my head on his shoulder.
We stayed in that position for awhile longer before Dean pulled away. He angled my head up and pressed his lips to mine. I smiled into the kiss while moving closer to Dean.
"I have to tell my family," Dean said pulling away.
"I know," I said nodding.
"Are you ready?" he asked slowly.
"No," I said sighing, "But we're going to did it anyway. Together."
"Good," he said laughing, "Should we tell your family?"
"Yup," I said smiling, "Just so you know, they like you."
"Do they?" he asked as we walked downstairs, "I wouldn't have guessed."
"They did," I said enthusiastically.
"You remind me of a puppy," he said carding a hand through my hair.
"Funny," I said cocking my head to the side, "Chris and Wyatt came up with the nickname Bambi because I remind them of him."
"I've never seen Bambi," he said shrugging.
"We'll have a movie marathon," I said kissing his cheek, "Once everything is figured out. It can be just you and me or we can invite your brother. I like him. He's really smart and sweet."
"I'm glad you like him," he said stopping at the foot of the stairs, "That would be a deal breaker if you didn't."
I smiled happily and walked into the conservatory where not only my parents and siblings were but my aunts, uncles, and cousins were. Looking around the room in confusion I waited until someone spoke up.
"Phoebe had a premonition," Dad said calmly, "You're father doesn't react to the news well Dean."
"I figured he wouldn't," Dean said sighing.
"Don't worry Hun," Aunt Phoebe said wrapping an arm around Dean's shoulders, "We won't let your father tear you two apart. We'll get him to understand."
"He's a hunter," he said shaking his head, "There's no way to make him understand."
"We'll try," I said squeezing his hand, "We've done the impossible before. And I'm not going to give up. Are you?"
"No," he said smirking, "Should I call him?"
"You've had a long night, Dean," Mom said smiling, "Why don't you go have a good nights sleep and bring your family here tomorrow around noon?"
"Alright," he said nodding, "Bye, and thank you."
"No problem," Wyatt said waving off the thanks, "Couldn't let Bambi get all sad could I?"
"Yeah," Chris said rolling his eyes, "She eats all the cookies and ice cream. Usually in one day."
"Better then watching porn," I said looking pointedly at him, "Bye Dean."
"Bye," Dean said kissing me softly, "I'll see you later."
I watched Dean walk out the front door and to his car. Once the roar of his engine was gone I turned to Aunt Phoebe. Cocking myself to the side I waited for her to tell me what she saw exactly.
Aunt Phoebe explained that as soon as Dean said that we were witches his dad flipped and threw a knife at me. I wasn't able to dodge the knife and it hit in the right spot to kill me instantly.
She said that in her vision it was only Dean and I in the room with Sam and John. Now she was going to make sure that Mom never left the room incase she had to freeze the room.
When she was done telling me what she saw I sighed sadly. This wasn't going how I thought it would. I knew that John was a hunter, but I didn't expect for him to go off like that when I was dating Dean.
"It'll be okay Sweetie," Aunt Phoebe said hugging me tightly, "It might be hard at first but you two are great for each other."
"She's right," Uncle Coop said smiling, "You two are great for each other."
"What do you know?" I asked walking to him.
"Not much," he said shrugging, "But someone was put on your case."
"And is it Dean?" I said my eyes wide.
"He didn't tell me that," he said running a hand through my hair, "Just remember Bambi. Love prevails everything."
"I know," I said nodding my head.
"Good," he said kissing my forehead.
"Why don't you kids go to bed?" Mom said calmly, "We have a big day tomorrow."
"Okay Mom," I said smiling slightly.
I went around the room and gave everyone a hug before they left. It wasn't like I never got to see my cousins. I actually saw them a lot. Hugging them before they leave even if they would only be gone a few seconds was something I always did.
They were my family and there was no way that I was going to let anything happen to them if I could stop it. In this family you never really knew what was around the corner.
I wanted to make sure that my family knew that I loved them and wanted them safe even if we were fighting. The only people I ever really fought with though were Wyatt and Chris.
"Come on Bambi," Wyatt said leading me upstairs, "We're going to have a campout in my room."
"Yeah," Chris said nodding, "We know how you sleep when you're worried."
"I don't sleep," I said calmly.
"Exactly," Wyatt said smiling, "This way you might get a few hours of sleep if we're with you."
"Thanks," I said hugging them both.
"No worries, Bambi," Chris said shrugging.
"Yeah," Wyatt said opening his bedroom door, "What are family for?"
"Eating the last of the food before you can get it?" I asked falling to his bed.
"Only you," he said laughing happily.