SEVEN MONTHS LATER

Annie slipped out of Deans arms. It was getting harder to do with her expending belly.

"Again?" he asked sitting up in the bed.

"It's not much fun for me either." She hurried to the bathroom. He followed because that's what he did. Wherever she went he went.

Thankfully the demon attacks were few and far between. He didn't know how much longer he could take this. She wasn't helpless, but it drained her every time she used her power.

"How are you feeling? Do you need a back rub?" He pushed back the hair that had slipped out of her braid.

"That would be awesome, but you need to sleep." She washed her hands. He watched her walk back to the bed. There was just something sexy really about her waddle.

"Hey, do you feel up to…you know?"

"Not really. I kind of feel sick." She made a face. Dean was by her side again. "I'll go get you a drink."

He pulled on his jeans and raced from the room. He had to take the elevator to the lobby in to get the soda. Jo sat in the lobby sipping her own.

"Hey, Dean." She jumped up. Her small breast bounced under her tight tank top. "So, I wanted to take a walk, but I didn't think it was safe to go alone. Want to come?"

Dean glanced back up to his bedroom door. Annie was probably asleep by now.

"Yeah." They walked into the parking lot towards the Impala. Dean grabbed a couple of beers from the back.

"So how's married life?" She leaned into him.

"Really good. Annie she's a great woman." He cleared his throat and stepped away from her. He guzzled the beer.

"Look, Dean, I know she's not putting out. As big as she is…there's no way." She smiled.

"Look Jo, I get where you're coming from, but my wife is off limits." He reached for another beer.

"Here take mine. I'm sorry. I think I had a little too much to drink." He took the can and guzzled it. He wished he hadn't his head started spinning. "Hey are you o.k.?"

Dean looked from her to the can.

"What did you do?" His words began to slur.

"Nothing." She took his arm and opened the back door of the Impala. "Here, lay down I'll go get Sam."

Dean lay down in the back seat and tried to stop his head from spinning. His arms became heavy.

"Feeling good yet?" Jo peered down at him. "Don't worry baby, the drug only relaxes you. You'll know everything that's happening. I'm going to show you why what I've got is better than anything she could ever have."

He felt her hands on his jeans.

No! Fuck! Sam!

Sam's room

Sam sat on his bed going over the books Bobby had borrowed. Ellen and Bobby were sitting at the table trying to find anything that would keep them one step ahead of the demons chasing them.

Castiel appeared.

"Dean is in need of assistance." Then he was gone.

Sam jumped off the bed and ran across the hall to his brother's room. The door was locked. He banged on it.

"Dean!" There was no response. "Dean!"

"Wait!" Annie threw the door open. She was dressed in an oversized t-shirt. "What?"

"Where's Dean?"

"He went to get me a soda."

"Ellen, stay with Annie." He raced down the stairs to the lobby. He took a quick look around before heading to the front desk. Castiel appeared

"The parking lot. You must hurry Sam. If she succeeds then heaven will no longer protect them." Castiel vanished again.

Sam raced to the lot. He saw Jo climb into the Impala.

"Fuckin Bitch." He opened the door and dragged her out. Dean lay immobile, naked from the waist down. Jo had hiked her skirt.

Bobby ran up with a bottle of holy water. He poured in the fallen girl's mouth. The demon screamed and black smoke shot out of her body.

"Jo!" Bobby shouted. He helped the shaken girl up.

"Dean!" He didn't move. Sam felt for a pulse.

Castiel appeared and transported them to dean's room. Jo fell to the floor again. Dean lay half naked on the bed.

"What the hell? Dean." Annie hurried over from the window. She grabbed a blanket and covered him. Ellen had explained what Castiel had said. "What happened?"

"Jo was possessed…" Sam started.

"I don't give a damn about Jo what happened to Dean!" She gentle slapped his cheek. "Castiel!"

"Yes." He stood at the end of the bed.

"Heal him." She demanded.

"His recovery could be worse if I interfere." She rushed off the bed and grabbed the angel by the collar.

"Heal him." He placed a hand against his head. Dean shot up and vomited on her. "Dean?"

"You bitch!" He jumped off the bed the blanket fell to the floor. He snatched it again to cover his body.

"Dean she was possessed." Sam explained.

"The demons need to break your bond with Annie." Castiel explained.

"Cheating is the one thing she couldn't forgive." Dean adjusted his pants. Annie shook her head and gave him a small smile before closing the bathroom door. "How are you Jo?"

Ellen sat on the floor with the sobbing girl.

"I'm sorry." She hick upped. "I was drinking in the bar then everything went black."

"It's alright Jo." Dean followed Annie. "I'm sorry. I should have come straight back."

"You should have. That demon possessed Jo because she has been trying to come between us."

"Annie, Jo's over that." Dean looked away from her.

"Three weeks ago in Kansas City she kissed you in our room while I was asleep." Dean looked up sharply. "She told me at the diner a couple of days later. She thought I'd be jealous."

"She did kiss me, but I threw her out."

"I want her gone Dean. Your parents are criss crossing the country trying to get information to help us. I knew you're not comfortable with them, but I can guarantee you if that bitch tries something else I'm going to fry her." She pulled on a clean shirt.

"I'll call mom and dad back. Jo, Bobby, and Ellen can take over." He took the cell phone off of the counter and called his parents. They agreed to come back after he explained his situation. Dean closed the phone and wrapped his arms around her.

"Thank you." She leaned her head back to kiss him. "Eww, babe, brush your teeth."

They took their time coming out of the bathroom.

"Jo, Ellen, Bobby; mom and dad are coming back from Clinton tomorrow you're going to take their place." Dean announced.

"Now Dean, I know what almost happened was disturbing, but it wasn't Jo's fault." Ellen sat up in her chair to defend her daughter.

"Kissing me was." He glared at the girl. "She tried climb in the shower with me when Annie fell asleep in Sam's room a few days ago. We can't afford the distraction. We all know the demons are plotting something. Jo is our weakest point."

"Jo?" Sam looked the girl over. "Where's your anti-possession charm?"

The small charm that Dean had given her when they were hunting together wasn't around her neck.

"I don't know. I must have lost it." She looked away.

"Did you invite that demon in?" Bobby shook his head when the girl refused to answer her mother's question.

"You don't love her." She said in a small voice.

"Get out." Dean said. "You were right. I did care about you. We were friends, but you fucked that up. We don't need you in this fight. Get out, all of you. I expect Jo to be gone by the morning."

Bobby nodded as they shuffled out of the room. Annie went to lock the door behind them. He felt himself growing hard.

"I really can't wait to have this angel."

"You and me both." He thought for a minute. "Do you want to…"

Dean moaned and bucked his hips. His hands knotted in her hair. Every morning for the last week she'd taken him in her talented mouth. Sam said her renewed sex drive was simply hormones. Dean didn't care as long as she kept doing this.

"Oooo," she maneuvered herself on him. He tried to kiss her.

"Not until you scrub your mouth out with bleach. I don't want to taste that bitch on you."

"Oh, vicious, I like it." She settled on him. "Good?"

She sighed and nodded. He moved carefully inside her and hoped that Michael could see the tip of his dick.

"Suck it bastard." He muttered.

"Leave the angel alone before he gives me heartburn again." She said in between moans.

Dean moved his hips while she anchored herself on the head board. She was really heavy, but damn he loved looking up at her. She felt different. Tighter if that was possible. Juicer. Yeah, she was succulent, like a good steak.

She moaned. Her muscles gripped him tight as she milked him.

"Wait." He held her hips. Annie felt him twitching inside of her.

"Damn it Dean. Stop fucking with the angel." She sat on the bed.

"You're going to leave a wet spot."

"You're going to sleep in it." She teased.

There was a knock at the door. Dean put on his pajama pants and looked through the peep hole.

"It's mom." He hadn't spent much time with his parent since they had come back from the dead. He opened the door a little. "Yeah."

"I have a friend who is a radiologist, her husband is a hunter."

"Mom, what?" He said impatiently.

"We needs to find out what Annie is carrying. We don't need any more surprises." She suddenly felt nervous.

"No." Dean started to close the door.

"Dean they can be trusted." She insisted.

"I don't even trust you." He kept his voice even. "You've been dead for thirty years Dad six. I know how things can get screwed up on the journey back. I'm not risking Annie."

"I understand." She secretly was proud of her eldest son. Being raised in the life was difficult, but he was strong and protective as he should be.

"We'll be down soon." He closed the door again.

"You should be nicer to her." Annie sat on the bed wrapped in her robe. "She's not evil."

"I can't get my head around this." He sat next to her.

"Do me a favor. Just talk to them. Even if you bullshit." She touched his cheek. "Look, sex with my sexy husband wore me out. Go have breakfast with me and talk to your parents."

"I'm not leaving you alone." His body tensed.

"Compromise. You go get me breakfast and while you're there talk to your mom and dad." She gave him a small shove.

"Fine but I'm not getting dressed." He pulled a t-shirt on and slipped into the fuzzy slippers she brought him as a gag gift.

'You are so white trash." She laughed as he grabbed his wallet and phone.

"Lock the door." He closed the door and waited for the click. Satisfied he hurried to the diner on the first floor.

Sam sat with their parents at the counter.

"Oh, dude…" Sam laughed at him.

"Where's Annie?" John asked.

"She wanted us to talk." He took a menu from the smirking waitress.

"How's your girl?" She asked smiling at him knowingly. "Those bath salts she gave me got the knots right out of my man. Had us a great anniversary."

"I'll let her know." He smirked.

"Did your friends find you?" She asked absently wiping down the counter.

"What friends?" Sam asked cautiously.

"Ummm, on was called Walt. I don't remember the other ones name."

"Fuck!" Dean whipped out his phone. It rang four times, longer than it should be. She finally answered. "Hey babe, just wanted to know what you want four breakfast."

"Banana pancakes and four strips of bacon." He could hear the tension in her voice.

"Alright be up in ten." He closed the phone and laid his head on the counter.

"Dean?" His mother touched his shoulder.

"They're four of them." Mary looked at him. "She asked for banana pancakes. Annie hates bananas."

"Let's go." John and Sam leapt off of their stools.

"No." Mary took their arms. "Annie has powers she can protect herself."

"I'm not taking that chance." Dean knocked her hand away and hurried to the room.

Annie was coming from the bathroom when there a knock at the door.

"What, did your forget your key card?" She laughed as she opened it. A double barrel shot gun stared her in the face.

"Back up slowly little lady." The short man said.

"Well, if this isn't every black woman's nightmare, four red neck white men and a shot gun. Which one of you has the rope?" She snarked.

"Shut up and back into the room real slowly." She did as he demanded. "Search the room. Winchester likes to hide guns around."

He kept the gun pointed at her face. The man found eight guns throughout the room. They were unloading them when her cell phone rang.

"Do you want me to get that?" The man closets to them

"Walt man if she don't they'll come up here sooner than we want them too." The shaggy haired man said.

"Answer it and now funny business." He followed her to the night stand.

"Hello? Banana pancakes and four strips of bacon. Thanks babe." She hung up the phone.

"She tipped him off you know she did, Walt."

"It's a good thing we're going to kill her or else we'd have to kill her." He could have smacked him.

"Dear Lord, the Jerry Springer rejects are going to kill me. That's fucked up." She rubbed her stomach.

"Hey you're pregnant, you shouldn't be cursing." One of the morons yelled.

"Is he really that stupid? Oh please let the smart one shot me." She looked at the four men. "If there is a smart one."

"Get ready. Open the door and search them when they come in." A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. Roy opened it. "Come on in boys."

They ushered the three men in and stripped them of their weapons.

"Tie them up." Roy and his friends tied the three men to chairs.

"Annie, you alright?" Dean asked looking over at her.

"I think my I.Q. dropped twenty points in the last ten minutes." She stretched uncomfortably.

"She needs to sit down." Dean said.

"John..." Roy touched his face. "Man you've been dead for…"

"We want to know how you're doing it." Walt demanded. "How do you keep coming back to life?"

"Angels man." Dean shrugged. "She needs to sit down."

"She's going to be dead in a few minutes so it don't matter." Walt stepped closer to her.

"If you hurt her…" Dean shouted.

"You'll what? Come back to life and kill me again?" He demanded. Dean looked startled. "Don't remember? You slit my throat, on my birthday, after I fuck that whore."

"Well at least you had sex. I could use a little right now." Annie snarked.

"Annie…" Dean warned.

"No, she's right; it's the least I can do. Isn't it Winchester? I mean I'm a giving man." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, but she needed him closer. She couldn't use her power in the small room. She'd kill them all. "Like that hum. Don't worry boys you'll get a turn."

"If you touch her…" Roy gagged him, John, and Sam.

He passed his shot gun to Roy who smiled wickedly. Walt gripped her hair.

"You watching Winchester?" He licked her face.

"Annie!" Dean screamed through the gag.

Annie closed her eyes and counted to ten. She slipped the knife he had in his waist. It was sharp and slid into his gut like butter. He stepped back. The furious mother grabbed the small 9mm, complete with silencer; she had hidden in her robe pocket and rapidly shot the two men in the head like Dean had taught her.

"See babe, I'm not helpless." She held the gun on Roy. "Put it down hick."

She watched him lower the shot gun.

"Take off your clothes." He hesitated. She aimed the gun at his precious package. "I'm really pissed. Don't tick me off anymore."

Roy took off his clothes down to his boxers.

"Untie my husband." She followed him as he moved behind Dean. As soon as his hands were free Dean brought Roy's head down to his knee. Roy flopped on the floor.

"Are you alright?" He asked after ripping the gag off. He worked the ties of Sam's hands before rushing over to her. "Annie?"

"I didn't think you'd make it." She fell into him. She was shaking.

"Sit down." He pushed her onto the bed. "Did they hurt you?"

"No, I am glad you insisted I learn how to shot." Roy moaned as he was lifted into the chair.

"Are you alright?" He asked again holding her face in his hands.

"Yes, I promise."

"Sam call mom. I want Annie in their room with you while I handle Roy." Annie opened her mouth. "Don't."

"Mom's on her way up." Sam took Annie's hand and led her from the room.

"Roy, normally I would save my…talents for demons and other nasty things, but for you I'm going to make an exception." John watched Dean take a black metal box out of the closet. He saw the coldness in his eyes once Annie had left the room. "You would be amazed what forty years in hell taught me. I usually start with a few questions, but I'm not feeling very generous today."

"Please I'll tell you everything." Dean's smile frightened his father.

"Dean?" He cautioned.

"You can leave if you want." He took out a nasty looking knife. "Gag him."

Mary paced the floor of her hotel room. Sam and Annie sat at the table playing cards. It had been more than four hours since they had left Dean and John.

"You make him nervous." Annie said not looking up from her hand. "He thinks there's something evil in you."

"There isn't." Mary sat down next to her. The girl didn't do much talking unless they were alone. Mary had learned to listen to her opinion.

"You see your little boy. Dean's a man. If you want to connect with him you need to cut the Suzy homemaker act and talk to him like he is a man. I'm hungry. Is anyone else hungry?"

"I could eat." Dean stood at the door freshly showered.

"Who sent them?" Sam stood up.

"Jo."