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After about two weeks of rest and relaxation for Cas, he was able to heal Sam. There was a scar present unfortunately. Of course you had to remember, these were the Winchester's. Their whole entire body was covered in scars and battle wounds. I assume the leg ached because every once in a while I would see Sam rub his leg and wince. Kendra had barely left his side since the incident. She was pissed at Dean for making Cas zap her away for a bit. Better him than me. Kendra and I were beginning to get along now, thank God. She wasn't someone that you wanted as an enemy. Although, I have to admit for two people being pissed at one another, they hunted well together. It kind of made me jealous in a way.

I was still on house arrest. Bobby hadn't come any further in his investigations into who Gavin was. Cas wasn't any help either. Every time we pressed on the issue he became extremely quiet and said that he knew nothing of him. Dean was even so desperate to contact a demon named Crowley…which led to him fidgeting around me and said that he didn't have a clue who this Gavin was, but he would do Dean a favor and check on it. Two weeks later…nothing.

So, in turn, being stuck here at the house with Bobby and Sam while Kendra was out with my boyfriend was excruciating. Of course, if that was what he was even called…boyfriend. We hadn't discussed relationship status or what we should call the other in case we ever had the need to introduce ourselves. Maybe I was over thinking it, per usual. That's all that I had to do though, being stuck in this house with no way to leave…all you do is think. Think, think, think…and think.

I peeked over the book I was reading at Sam once again. He wasn't allowed to return to his job for another few days or as long as he was still limping. Sam had his nose buried deep in a book on occults. It had something to do with Dean and Kendra's case. I sighed mentally trying not to think of the two sharing a motel room. Sam looked up and I shifted my eyes down and turned the page slowly. I glanced back up and his eyes were glued to his book again. I bit my lip and looked up at him again. His fingers tapped the worn hard cover of the book, "You keep staring."

"I think you're seeing things." I said easily as I turned the page again. I was a fast fake speed reader, obviously. He snorted and shook his head.

"That's kind of a bad joke, don't cha' think?"

Right. He did see things. That was really smooth, Ava. I rolled my eyes and mumbled an apology- he shook his head in response waving it off. Some days he minded talking about it…some days he didn't care.

It became quiet once more. I sighed and shut the book hard, "Can we just…I don't know go somewhere?"

"Where?" He said turning the page of his book. I shrugged aimlessly.

I stuttered, "Um…the store…a gas station…I don't care. Somewhere were other people are?"

He let a heavy breath go and shut the book he was holding, "That's the point of keeping you here Ava…no people."

"I need…necessities okay?" I said looking at the fireplace. After a few seconds of silence, Sam nodded understanding my code word.

"Bobby can get it…he's done it before…"

"No Sam. I need to go."

"Ava." He rubbed the bridge of his nose before running a hand through his hair. He looked older then and stressed…very stressed. "You know what we're up against, right? Wh-…I don't get it- you're not afraid?"

"I'm scared shitless okay? I just need…I need to go to town. If you aren't going to go with me- I'll go by myself."

I stared at him hard and he shook his head. He stood up and gingerly walked to the basement stairs. I smiled and jumped up. I grabbed my jacket, the money out of my backpack, and my keys. I was already halfway out the door when I heard Sam call to Bobby, "We are headed to town for supplies. You need anything?"

I didn't wait for Bobby's answer because I knew he would say no. I was out the door and about thirty feet away from my jeep when I came face to face with Cas. I skidded to a halt with a yelp and threw my head back with a sigh, "If you are going to just 'pop' up somewhere…can you announce yourself or somethin'? Jeez."

He was unapologetic and cocked his head to the side for about two seconds. He then straightened himself out when I heard the screen door slam and Sam yelling at Bobby that I would be fine. I turned slightly and Sam was shoving something into his wallet. He was mumbling something. My attention went back to Cas, "So…did you want something or….?"

"Dean sent me to check on you," he said as his eyes moved over my body and paused on my stomach. I pulled my jacket closer to my body and crossed my arms. His head gave a small twitch and then he looked back up at Sam, "How is your leg?"

Sam's eyebrows shot up surprised, "Um…yea, yea it's good. Thanks man."

"Dean inquired."

Sam chuckled as he looked down with a nod, "Of course he did."

"We should go." I pressed as Cas met my eyes again.

"I can give you the answer you seek."

"I'd rather you didn't and leave me alone," I said harshly hoping the Angel would get the message.

Sam cleared his throat, "Is this…something…that I should know?"

"You will." Cas said as he looked at Sam directly.

"What's going on?" Sam said quickly, the concern thick in his voice.

"Nothing." I said forcefully.

Cas looked back at me, "You aren't happy?"

"I'll let you know," I replied coldly.

"This is your future Ava. You must embrace it." He said stepping closer. I instantly stepped back bumping Sam's arm.

Sam shook his head, "What the hell is going on?"

"Nothing." I said harshly. Cas tilted his head and then looked directly at Sam. With calm eyes and an equally calm tone he said, "She's with child."

"With child?" Sam said, his eyebrows scrunched in confusion. His mouth was twisted and he was shaking his head. "With…." He stopped and his eyebrows shot up, his eyes widened. "You're pregnant? Ava….w-why didn't you say anything?"

I glared at Cas. He didn't seem fazed, "Because I wasn't sure…until now. That's why I wanted to run into town, but thank God, Cas is here to ruin everything for me."

"Have you…does Dean know? I mean did…did you tell him that you thought...," I looked at him and then shifted my eyes else where. I never mentioned anything because I didn't know how he'd react. Hell, I wasn't even reacting well to the news. I have been stomping around the house for two days in a mood. Bobby and Sam chalked it up to cabin fever.

"I haven't mentioned anything." I let out a breath and then remembered the asshole standing in front of me. I, then, pointed a finger at Cas, "If you say anything before I do- I will pull your angel wings off and shove them up your ass until you cough feathers."

"That's not…" Cas began. Sam interrupted, "Cas. Okay…just don't. Go back, tell Dean that we are fine. Cause we are right?"

I nodded at Sam quickly and then smiled at Cas, "We are wonderful. Don't say anything, understood?"

"It isn't my place." Thank the Lord we agreed on something. He disappeared suddenly.

Sam and I stood in silence for a few moments before he cleared his throat, "So, um…you still…."

"Yea, I need to get out of the house. Now I need vitamins. I don't know how to tell him. We didn't want this now. I mean we were careful…or at least I was because I'm on…"

"Whoah…whoah…no…" Sam waved me off and started walking toward the jeep. I trudged after him. He shook his head and turned slightly holding his hand out, "I'll drive."

"Seriously? I'm pregnant…no incompetent."

"Keys." I scowled at him and tossed them up into the air, he caught them- darn him, and headed toward the passenger door. I shook my head.

"You are just like Dean. Always gotta take charge."

"Well, we are brothers," Sam mumbled as he slid into the driver's seat and adjusted everything. He looked out of place in the jeep. Almost like a baby giraffe trying to ride a bicycle with training wheels. The jeep was started and we were on our way. The radio station was on some country channel playing in the background, I could barely make out the words in the song. "I, um…I didn't realize Dean wanted kids."

Sam was quiet as he spoke. His voice was soft, understanding…comforting in someway. Instead of yelling and screaming and demanding answers like I knew Bobby and Dean would, he was calm. I, then, wondered why I wasn't with Sam. We were more alike than Dean and I. I finally shrugged, "We discussed it…he does want kids or at least he told me he did. This is so quick though. Too soon."

"It will be okay…Dean doesn't walk away from anything."

I made a grunting noise as the word mistake flooded through my brain. I wiped away a few tears and Sam was quick to speak, "Not that this isn't something that you both don't want. You both want it obviously- the timing just may have been off…but. I mean, you know, not like a mistake…or….something."

"Something," I said quietly and then turned up the radio louder. He grimaced. I'm sure at his choice of words and not the volume of the radio. That was the end of our conversation for the day.

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"Give the girl a prize." He picked up the knife that lay beside the TV as he neared me. It scrapped the wood making me wince. "I've been waiting forever for you to figure this out."

I picked up the bottle of holy water and threw it on him as I began reciting, "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursion…"

He laughed. He freaking laughed. He suddenly flicked his wrist again and this time I felt myself being thrown against the wall. I struggled to free myself, but froze when I felt the blade run over my chest down across my stomach, "This will be a lot of fun for me…since I have big brother watching."

He suddenly cocked his head and smiled evilly, "Aww…does someone have a bun in the oven?" He plunged the knife into my abdomen with a smile.

I sat up gasping for air, sweat rolling into my eyes. My heart was beating a million miles per hour. I whined as I felt my stomach churn, Dean had been for what seemed forever. I had talked to him just a hand full of times on the phone. They were apparently in it deep, his words- not mine. He wouldn't tell me where they were, but apparently in the week and half they've been gone he discovered that Kendra was an interesting girl. In fact he asked me, 'Did you know your little cuz was…so interesting. Definitely an interesting girl.' I had been having morning sickness since he said that…day and night.

I threw back the covers and darted to the bathroom just in time to toss everything from dinner. I flushed the toilet and washed my hands, my mouth, and splashed cold water on my face. I felt like I was burning up. There was a dull ache where Gavin had stabbed me in my dream. I shook my head as I dried off my face. "You're gonna kill me kid."

I heard a door slam downstairs and voices. Dean was back, I smiled as I made my way to the stairs. Lisa? Dean just said Lisa's name. I froze beside the stairs and then pressed my body against the wall. Why in the world would he be talking about Lisa?

"Dean…it's just a question." Sam. I peeked around the corner as Dean tossed his duffel onto the ground. He gave a heavy sigh and crossed his arms, "Kendra said you made a stop? You could have been home like two days ago. Seriously? Man, you're with Ava now. If you're going to…"

"Shhh," Dean said loudly and began to walk up the stairs, "I don't wanna talk about about this right now. I'm tired as hell, 'kay? I's just checkin' on them. That a freakin' crime now?"

"If you still have feelings for Lisa- you need to tell her Dean. You're just stringin' her along. So, it's either you tell her or I will. Do you?"

I paused in my retreat, waiting for an answer. I'm sure I would have gotten one if Kendra hadn't said my name.

"Ava? You okay? I thought I heard you puking?" She was still in her day clothes, so they hadn't been home long. I'm sure she was just depositing her things in Sam's room.

"You sick?" Dean said from behind me. His voice was suddenly concerned as he felt of my forehead, "You're burning up."

I pushed his hand away roughly, "I'm going to bed."

His eyes were startled and he didn't say anything. I shook my head feeling nauseous again, I was suddenly dizzy….oh boy. I reached out for the wall and stumbled, but my hand met the wall. Thank God.

"Ava?" I felt his hands touch my arms and I tried to jerk them away.

"Stay away from me." His hands were hesitant, but he pulled away. He looked torn, not knowing what to do. I made my way to the bathroom, one hand on the wall, one hand on my stomach. I was going to upchuck in the next few minutes, but I couldn't make my legs go faster. I felt an arm circle me practically picking me up off the floor.

"It's okay," Sam said softly. "I've got you."

He directed me into the bathroom and gave a nod to Kendra. She stepped forward to help me and Sam closed the door. I could hear Dean and Sam yelling at one another. My head was spinning. Heavy footsteps made their way downstairs and then I heard Bobby's voice. Dots…I was seeing dots.

"Kendra…" I started, but I couldn't seem to get my warning out. Whatever the hell it was I wanted to say. Right now…I couldn't remember.

"It's okay, I've got your hair…just puke it out. Jeez, did you eat something bad?" She rubbed my back gently. I shook my head. I sat back and leaned my head against the wall behind me listening to the guys yell it out. And then, I heard it, clear as day. Sam told everyone. He yelled it to the top of his lungs. I'm pretty sure the neighbors heard it.

The last thing I remembered seeing was Kendra's concerned eyes, her cool palms on my face asking me if I was alright.

Then black. No…I don't think I'm alright.

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