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Chapter Eleven

"Bobby hasn't been picking up," Dean had been faithfully sticking nearby Bobby's since Mary Beth was could have the baby any day now and she needed to be by the nearest hospital and that was at Sioux Falls General if anything would have happened.

They couldn't ignore the hunt and it just so happened that there was one nearby. Apparently a person by the name of Clay Thompson took out someone who killed him five years before. That's right, he had been shot dead and Dean was still trying to understand this when the sheriff interrupted their conversation with Digger, some guy that had seen it happen.

"I'm Sheriff Jody Mills, I don't think we have gotten the pleasure of meeting." She simply stated. "Can I ask what you are doing with Digger here?"

"Agents Dorfman and Neidermeyer, mam. We're the FBI."

Jody gave them a hard grin that said that she was trying really hard to remain calm and Dean turned to Sam just as the sheriff continued with her line of questioning. She even ignored Digger's statement that they were doing their job.

"So you think a dead man committed a murder?" she asked slowly as though she expected to believe it more if she did. "Where is your jurisdiction again? Like maybe a supervisor?"

Sam handed over the business card and watched as her facial expressions lit up several times over the exchange of conversation. For once Sam and Dean were glad they weren't in their shoes until she hung up and started going on and on about Bobby Singer being the towns drunk before turning to them in anger.

"Whatever it is you are planning, you will stop it. 10-4 agents?"

They had no choice but to nod and hoped that she wouldn't take that as a strike against them.

"Finally," Dean quickly hugged Mary Beth who looked like she was going to pop any day and ignored her even though she tried to get a word in to talk to Bobby instead.

Mary Beth glared, her long black slacks and long-sleeved blue shirt were still hanging loosely to her thin frame that accented the huge bulge in the middle. Crossing her arms, she turned to Sam instead and lost her glare as she noticed something that Dean hadn't told her.

"Don't tell me you guys found a case?" she reprimanded.

"Yell at Dean," Sam quickly said, holding up his hands. "I am just going along with it because he gets quite antsy if he's stuck in the same town for too long."

Mary Beth frowned at that.

"The baby should come any day now," she reassured him. "Then if Dean wants to go for a few days-"

"He's not gonna want to go anywhere when the baby is born," Sam quickly told her. "He's antsy because of the baby's arrival. Apparently you guys are going to show the world that some stupid prophecy is going to be wrong and the baby will survive."

She nodded even though she still looked somewhat disbelieving.

"That's not why I'm upset anyways," Mary Beth shrugged and Sam looked at her in surprise. The mood swings were just about gone until now and he assumed it had much more to do with the fact that her back hurt her and the baby was situated low.

"Why is-"

They saw why though.

Karen Singer.

She was the woman who had been married to Bobby and had been killed because of her being possessed by a demon. Whilst Bobby didn't want to shoot her or hurt her in any form, not much had been known about demon possessions by then and he had thought he was ultimately saving her in the end only to find out that if the hunter had come by sooner, she would have been saved.

Dean ignored that and stared at Bobby like he had lost his head. Whilst it was very common to miss the loved ones that had died in the past, it wasn't so much when the person latched onto them when it had to have been some sort of weird thing going on in the town. A total of fifteen people had come back to life so far and Dean didn't want to think how that had happened.

"You said that the lightning storms didn't mean anything?" Dean pointed out.

"They didn't," Bobby told them. "I looked into it and found nothing. The people aren't hurting others and they are getting on along fine without anything bad happening-"

"How long is that going to last for Bobby?" Sam interrupted with his question. "Wasn't it you that said that anything dead should stay dead? This is wrong on so many levels and whilst I would like nothing more than to tell you it's alright, you should know that this is something fishy going on and I wouldn't take things so lightly."

"You don't understand," Bobby pleaded with them. "Karen isn't doing anything wrong. She has been a great help and doesn't remember a thing about being possessed at all. Honestly Dean, what would you do if you lost Mary Beth and she came back like this? Would you honestly say that you would be able to shoot her and not feel a thing?"

Dean faltered but Mary Beth spoke up, placing a hand on her belly for reassurance throughout this little chat that was starting to make everyone upset.

"He better aim and fire right away," Mary Beth grumbled. "I know he would miss me and it would cause him some pain but I already told him if something ever happened to me and it made me some kind of monster or in your case a zombie, I wouldn't want him to be stuck in the past. He would have to move on and if it involved shooting me in the face to do it, then why not? He needs to keep those safe from harm from anyways, that's what a hunter is supposed to be. And that includes me. If I do something to harm anyone, he needs to take the initiative and shoot me dead."

Bobby shook his head.

"You are like kids that would never understand. Dean, you and your wife are new to this and there is no way that you would understand any of this at all and Sam if there is one thing you'll come to understand, it's that losing someone you come to love is the hardest thing in life you'll ever experience. Now get off of my property and if you don't listen then I'll bring out my shot-gun and remind you of why your daddy listened when I told him not to come back for a while."

Dean grumbled but led Mary Beth into the car as Sam climbed into the passenger seat.

"Seriously he's going to kick us out now?" Dean rambled.

Mary Beth made a noise in the back of her throat and groaned but Dean didn't notice. Someone would think that an evening of shooting things was necessary instead of staying in the house and playing house to a dead family member. It did explain why the sheriff was against the whole killing of the zombie like creatures.

"Dean, stop the car," Sam told him urgently.

Dean listened and pulled to the side of the road, watching as Mary Beth was taking deep breaths as the pain seemed to be too much for her.

"You better not let your water break all over the upholstery," Dean warned.

Mary Beth nodded and remarked sarcastically, "I'll make sure your baby knows not to mess up his daddy's car and whilst I'm at it, I'll tell him to wait another month to meet us. Would you like that, huh, daddy?"

Dean shook his head and quickly started the car up again. Just as soon as they started towards the nearest hospital, the pain stopped.

"I think it's something else," Mary Beth finally said. "I haven't felt anything like this so-"

"It could be Braxton hicks," Sam suggested. "You know? False labor?"

Dean nodded and slowed down, pulling over when he noticed that a cop was flashing their lights. The cop turned out to be Jody Mills and she didn't look very happy to see them again.

"What are you two doing?" she asked suspiciously.

"First baby," Dean answered truthfully. "Apparently it was false labor but we didn't know that until-"

"Who on God's green earth would give you a baby?" she asked sharply.

Surprisingly enough it was Mary Beth that answered.

"You look old enough," she replied with a malicious grin as she eyed the sheriff up and down and pulled strands of loose blonde hair behind her ears. "If you don't know then you obviously haven't made any kids in a while but if you do know you wouldn't be asking now would you? Just so you do know, we got the kid from lots of fun mind-blowing sex and being hopped up on human blood. Never realized that something could be so fun huh?"

Jody mills didn't seem amused in the latest and finding themselves behind bars, Dean cursed under his breath and noticed that she again seemed to be suffering from the same thing she had in the car.

"Why did you do that?" Dean's face softened and Mary Beth shrugged.

"Couldn't find a reason to not say it. She honestly should think of what she was saying and if she didn't like being a made a fool, she shouldn't have asked the question."

"I think she did it on the basis that you made it seem like some form of satanic ritual or something. Now she thinks you have a demon spawn which is very well partially true but she doesn't know that." Sam pointed out to them.

Dean groaned as Mary Beth flashed him a smile.

"Oh what it would really be like if you did participate in that-"

"Yeah well it was already fun going at it on the table, the dresser, and the bed. Was there anywhere else you hadn't thought of yet?"

"Please don't answer that?"

They turned to see Bobby there and whether or not they were glad, he was there to bail them out.

"You are older than both of them Mary Beth, couldn't you keep them in line?" Bobby asked.

Dean beat her to it.

"I think it was mostly her that got us in here Bobby. Something about the sheriff thinking-"

"Yeah, maybe you two shouldn't exploit whatever it is you do during your spare time," Bobby grumbled.

"Sleep?" Dean asked irritably. "I haven't gotten laid real good since I made this kid!"

Sam fought back a snicker and Mary Beth smiled again but it was short lived as she bent forward in pain. Dean helped her sit in the vehicle and quickly stayed there until it went again.

"They're getting a little more regular," Dean commented and Mary Beth only nodded her head.

"I think the kid has been ready and it chose the most annoying day to say hurry up mommy and let me out. I want to see the world on the first day of spring-"

Dean rubbed her back and belly simultaneously, throwing the keys to Sam who barely caught it before getting into the back with her. Bobby was already well on his way home now. Just as Dean was about to get Sam to take them to Bobby's, his phone went off.

"Hello? Cas?"

Dean quickly put the phone further up to his ear and listened with a growing frown before quickly changing his plans in his mind. He ushered Sam back to the passenger seat and took over the driving, asking Castiel something that Sam didn't think he wanted to know.

"What is going on?" Sam finally felt confident to find out although Dean was still in midst of the conversation.

"It's not just Sioux Falls," Dean answered. "Towns nearby are showing that there's dead people springing up. I think we need to get somewhere safe but we also need to get Bobby with us-"

Mary Beth screamed, looking down as she felt something wet on the seat. She looked up in annoyance at Dean who had dropped the phone from his hand in shock.

"You didn't want this kid to get it on the upholstery?" She asked sarcastically. "Well guess what Dean? Your child messed up your car and is making mommy really angry!"

Dean quickly picked the phone back up and relayed the coördinates to Cas, unable to explain anything else. Seriously zombies were one thing in a town full of people who knew everybody but he wasn't going to suggest they meet up at the jail and he wasn't going to stay in one location the whole time when his baby could be delivered shortly. The water breaking proved it though. The baby was coming soon and they needed to get Bobby or else they would never keep him safe.

"What happened back here?"

Whipping his head back to Cas, he ignored the angel for the time being, focusing on getting Bobby away from the house, knowing very well that he would be the first person targeted.

"The baby decided to mess up his daddy's upholstery," Mary Beth mumbled, throwing her head back in pain.

"Oh the baby is going to be coming soon, I take it?" Cas asked dubiously and Mary Beth could only nod between breathing.

Sam turned around and quickly began to think.

"Maybe it would be better if you tried to breathe," Sam commented. "You know, hee-hee-oooh." Sam tried showing her but stopped when he noticed that she looked more murderous.

"I'm a demon you dumbass! How am I gonna get that pattern down when demons don't do labor?!"

Dean quickly swung into the salvage yard and parked the car.

"Stay here and watch her," Dean warned. "I'll take a gun and be right back-"

"What about the sheriff?" Sam asked.

"What about her Sam?" Dean groaned. "Seriously if she didn't care before then why would she-"

"I'll deal with Sheriff Mills and bring her here," Cas volunteered. "It's wet back here anyways."

"I'm sorry that my baby deciding to come into the world became one big inconvenience for you."

Cas just smiled and was gone before Dean could blink. Shaking his head, he headed inside in order to make sure Bobby was not being chewed to death by his dead wife when a shot went off. Sharing a look with Sam, he raced in there, trusting that his younger brother would keep Mary Beth safe no matter what.

"Who are you?"

Jody Mills was worried about her son's increasing temperature and just as she told her husband to take Owen some soup when this man just appeared in front of her. He took the phone from her grasp and hung it up on her. Despite her shock, the scream in the living room had her turn back only for him to take a hold of her by the shoulder.

"Who are you?" she asked incredulously.

"I'm Castiel angel of the lord here to help you," Cas answered, looking heaven wards.

She shook him off and went to check on Sean and Owen. They were the two things that meant the most to her and she didn't want anything happening to them but coming to a stop in the living room, she could barely move let alone scream at the sight before her. Sean was dead and Owen had blood around his lips. Crying quietly, she backed up only to have the guy claiming to be an angel getting in front of her.

"I'll take care of this and then we're going to meet Sam and Dean," Cas explained. "This town wouldn't have gone as crazy had death decided to add a few more surprises to greet the miracle baby as it's being born."

"The miracle baby? Death? What are you on about?" Jody asked.

Cas looked at her and there Jody had to correct herself. He wasn't looking at her, he was looking through her as though he was seeing her very soul and it chilled her to her very core. Just as she thought it was it, Cas spoke.

"The baby coming tonight is a miracle child but it's not supposed to live. There are plenty of supernatural creatures that want to change that. If they are successful in doing that, they could very much taint it to the fullest and death is a horseman that is working under Lucifer. I actually think that both want to prevent the birth of this baby and fighting hard to make sure it doesn't happen."

He put his index finger against her son's head and a white light lit up the house. Covering her face with her arms, she removed them when it was no longer happening only to see her son, dead on the floor with his eyes burnt out. She bit back a cry and turned to the angel. He gave her a small appraising look and didn't waste any time in going ahead with what he had planned.

They appeared in Dean's car, only now there was a towel where it was once soaking wet with amniotic fluid. Bobby still looked miserable and it was no secret that he probably shot her. Most of all though, Mary Beth looked in pain and there was nothing that they could give her to make sure she experienced less if the baby was closer to being delivered.

"Where is the closest hospital?" Dean instantly asked. "We need someplace with medical equipment and can stabilize a newborn if something happens-"

"There's a closed down medical clinic down the street from the police station. It just closed down so there's still all the equipment there plus emergency equipment in case of an emergency." Jody explained.

Dean nodded.

"Don't panic we're going to get everyone there and we're going to deliver this baby and then get the hell out of dodge before anyone could set their hands on my child."

"You'd think after years of being trapped in places with supernatural creatures alike you'd get tired of it," Mary Beth managed. "We better hurry before this thing decides that your car is enough."

"I'm right on it," Dean agreed. "Don't worry. My car may be considered my baby but it would never come close to the two right in here. So don't force yourself. If you have to push then you tell me-"

"Just get us to the clinic so the baby doesn't die from the rain!" She screamed and Dean stopped trying to reassure her.

Nobody blamed them but nobody spoke up to help either.