21

"What would be the point of that, if he's planning on destroying the world?" Bobby asked in confusion.

I leaned forward on my elbows. "One, because it's a very tempting offer to give someone who believes that their child is dead. Two, because that child is mine and Sam's and could be the deciding choice for Sam to say yes to being his vessel. Three, because he believes that he's simply ridding the world of humans. Four, because he wants me, for some reason. Why not make me an offer like that in hopes that I would convince Sam to say yes and not defeat him?"

"Alright, all valid points and it makes sense." Dean said.

"And if he actually does make that offer, you all think you can play the devil here?" Bobby asked eyeing us.

"We have to." I said. "If either of these two have learned anything, it's that they need to start trusting me and my judgements, if they follow my lead on this Lucifer will believe that he has a chance at me siding with him. He won't, but I can promise you that my acting ability in this will be better than any oscar winners."

"So, we got a semblance of a plan, what do we do in the meantime?" Bobby asked.

"What we do best. We hunt, we work, we save lives. We wait for Lucifer to make his next move. And after his little dream hop, I can guarantee that he will return at some point to me with an offer. I can feel it."

"Alright, but Dee in that dream… you were pretty torn up, you think you can fake that?" Dean asked.

I knew I could, so I showed him. I turned toward him and let my eyes well up as I forced the tears, "You don't think that I can do this?" Tears fell over my cheeks. "You said you would trust me! I can't do this without you, Dean. You have to believe that I can do this… or… or we all fail." I sobbed and Dean wrapped his arms around me tenderly.

"Dee, baby, I'm sorry. That's-"

I pushed off of him and wiped my tears. "Convincing enough?" I asked with a smile.

Sam and Bobby were laughing. Dean chuckled, "You totally played me!"

"Yeah, but... I got my point across." I smiled at him and leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"So, we'll add crying on command to Dee's list of abilities." Sam said with a chuckle.

"Alright, well, I don't know about you but I'm starving." Dean said standing up. "I'll go and get us some food and booze."

"Good plan." Bobby said.

I stood up, "Don't forget the whiskey." I said with a smile.

"Wouldn't dream of it, love." He leaned over and kissed me quickly before heading out.

Bobby rolled away into the kitchen.

I walked over toward the window and looked outside as I crossed my arms. For the first time in… ever… I was completely and utterly happy. Not even facing Lucifer terrified me. I was ready and I would do what I needed to do to keep my family together.

Sam walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?"

I turned in his arms and faced him, "Doesn't matter how many times you tell me, I still love to hear it."

He smiled, "I love you, Dee."

"I love you, too." I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

He surprised me when he bent down and swept me off my feet and carried me upstairs to the room he usually used and closed the door behind us.

He set my feet on the floor and slipped his jacket off while I let my flannel shirt fall to the floor. He kicked his boots off and pulled his shirts over his head as I took my boots off.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me eagerly. I pushed him to the bed and unbuttoned my pants and let them fall to the floor with my underwear as he quickly slipped out of his pants.

I crawled on his lap and his hand slid under my tank top and pulled it over my head. I hadn't put a bra on so that was one less article to remove.

I wrapped my hands around his neck and kissed him deeply as his hands slid around my back caressing. I moved my hips against him and he laid back with a moan, his hands holding my hips.

I wrapped my hair over one shoulder as I leaned down to kiss him and his hands slid to my back and he rolled me over till I was under him. He slid his hand up my side and moved my arm over my head as he laced his fingers with my hand. His lips caressed along my neck as he thrust his hips.

Our bodies trembled together in pleasure. Then Sam rolled off onto his side. I turned to face him and placed a hand on his cheek.

He wrapped his arm around me, his other still under my neck. He pulled me closer and kissed me tenderly.

"Is it weird to think that we have a daughter together?" I asked him softly.

"No." He replied with a warm smile. "It's… perfect."

"I love you, Sam." I said softly.

"I love you too… You know the strangest thing right now for me, is the desire to call you Nereida, not Dee." He said with a chuckle.

"It's the lingering memories. But I prefer Neredia over Denise any day."

We heard the impala pull in and he kissed me once more. "Why don't you go and take a shower I'll get your bag for you."

"Fine. But I intend to drink… a lot. And probably go outside and practice with my dagger."

"I think you're pretty adept at your dagger, Dee." He said getting up and getting dressed.

"I know, but I want to try and see if I can't materialize it at a distance. I have to be able to surprise Lucifer with it."

"Alright. Get cleaned up and dressed and we'll go outside then." Sam said pulling his shirt over his head.

I got up and went into the shower. By the time I was done Sam had already left my bag in the bathroom. I towel dried my hair and braided it quickly then dressed in jeans and a black sweater that hung off of one shoulder, showing the strap of my pink bra.

I retrieved my boots from Sam's room and put them on before heading down. Sam was sitting down across from Bobby as they ate. Dean was standing at the counter.

I walked up behind Dean and wrapped my arms around him, "What did you bring me?" I asked playfully.

"Only your favorite." He pulled a bottle out of a brown paper bag. It was SinFIre!

"Oh my God! I love you so much!" I said as he handed me the bottle.

He kissed me quickly, "I know. I love you too." He said softly and kissed me again.

I opened the bottle and got a glass and filled it. I sipped the cinnamon whiskey the pleasure.

"So, Sam says that you're gonna try and… what was it again?" Dean asked as he brought a beer bottle to his lips.

"I need to materialize the dagger. Like for instance: instead of pulling it out of my arm, I just make it appear behind you. I can retrieve the dagger from any location… to my hand, but I need to try and be able to make it materialize where I will it to. Lucifer can't see it coming, at all."

"And you think you can do it?" Bobby asked.

"I won't know until I try."

"Alright, well, you hungry first? You didn't eat anything this morning, you should probably eat." Dean hand me a to go box.

"Benefit of this, I can eat and practice."

"You at least gonna take your flying dagger outside?" Bobby asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, that was the plan." I grabbed my cup of whiskey and my food and headed out the back door. Sam and Dean followed me.

I set my drink down after taking another sip and opened my box. Dean, knowing me so well, got me mostly fruit and a half sandwich. I popped a chunk of cantaloupe in my mouth.

Instead of drawing my hand down my arm I tried to picture the dagger in my hand and whole within a moment it was in my hand. I got a thrill and smiled then floated the dagger over to Dean who was standing, Sam was sitting on the stairs with his sandwich, Bobby behind him in the doorway watching.

"What am I supposed to do with it?" Dean asked, taking it by the hilt.

"Throw it, please." I said.

He shrugged and flipped the dagger then threw it as hard as he could. I closed my eyes and focused as I used the energy to make it materialize behind Dean. When I opened my eyes I smiled.

"What? Where'd it go?" He asked.

I nudged the dagger forward, poking him with it and he turned around and grabbed it. "Well, alright then, now can you 'unsheath' it behind me?" He laid the dagger flat on his palm and I floated it back to me and sheathed it.

I closed my eyes and pictured the dagger behind Dean it took me a minute, but I managed to get it formed and opened my eyes. The dagger was floating there behind him.

Dean turned around and grabbed it. "Nice work, hun! You've got this down!"

I motioned for him to toss it at me and it spun right into my hand and I got an even greater idea. "How do you feel about tossing daggers at me?"

"Um, mind specifying that a bit more?" Dean asked.

"Toss daggers at me, I need to practice with my dagger at deflecting things."

"She's gotta point." Sam said.

"Fine, but you eat while I get your practice daggers from inside." Dean said as he pointed at my food.

"Alright, deal." I turned around and started to eat the half sandwich. I ate half of it by the time Dean returned. I ate some of the fruit and sipped on my whiskey.

Dean set down a handgun on the table. "I don't like the idea of firing a gun at you, but we don't always fight against knives or daggers."

"That's actually a really good idea. I didn't even think of that." I smiled at him and leaned over and kissed him.

He smiled and took the daggers out of the box. "I'm no where near as good as you at throwing daggers, so I'll do my best."

"Just aim them at me." I smirked.

"Funny." He glared playfully, "Ready when you are."

I took another sip of my whiskey and walked over to where it the daggers bounced off to the sides, they wouldn't hit anyone by accident. I floated my dagger to me and let it float in the air just in front of me.

I nodded at Dean and he readied a dagger, "I'm gonna keep 'em coming at you, just so you know."

I nodded again and he tossed the dagger I easily moved the blade to deflect it. Another dagger, deflected. It was too easy to deflect one dagger at a time and after a few Dean motioned Sam over and he came to throw daggers as well.

I had increased my amount of practice daggers and had nearly a hundred of them now. They had plenty to throw. They timed the tosses so that I had a steady stream of daggers headed toward me. It was still easy to deflect every dagger, I didn't even move as my eyes watched the daggers and my dagger deflected every one perfectly.

When they ran out of daggers they were smiling. "Guess it's time to make things interesting." Dean replied as he reached for the gun and made sure the clip was fun and reloaded it. He already had a second clip ready and slipped it in his front pocket on his jacket.

There was a box of bullets on the table waiting to be used as well.

I stayed where I was, Dean aimed his gun. "Ya know something, I know this is practice, but it's actually pretty hard to aim a gun at you, babe."

"I'll be fine, trust me."

"I do. You ready?" Dean asked.

I nodded. He fired semi-rapidly and my dagger stopped every bullet. He ran out and handed the empty clip to Sam to be reloaded and he quickly slipped in the second clip. This time he fired rapidly. Again, I stopped every bullet.

"I say it's time to step it up a notch." Bobby said wheeling back inside.

Dean shrugged and took the clip out and started loading it. Sam finished the first clip and went to retrieve the daggers. I helped.

Within ten minutes we had the dagger retrieved and Bobby was in the yard with us, holding two more handguns.

"Bobby, are you serious? Firing three guns at her at once!" Sam said.

"You don't think she can do it? Because I've got faith in her abilities." He handed a few empty clips to Dean and he started loading them.

"I'm not saying that, it just seems dangerous."

"That's 'cause it is you idjit!" Bobby rolled his eyes then looked at me. "Try one gun, holding the dagger. You aren't always fighting in an area where you can just let a dagger fly around freely."

I shrugged and held my hand open and the dagger was instantly in my hand. I stretched my arms over my head as Bobby loaded a gun.

I closed my eyes and felt the energy flowing between me and the dagger. Then I had a most unusual idea. I wondered if I couldn't make the one dagger two…

I filled the dagger with twice the usual energy it seemed to hold and willed the dagger to become two. I felt the hilt of the dagger seem to expand and I brought my other hand to it and felt the second dagger form.

I opened my eyes and squealed excitedly as I held to exact daggers. "That is totally awesome!"

They all looked at me in awe. "When'd ya learn that little trick?" Bobby asked.

"Based on her excitement, I'm gonna go with just now." Sam said with a smile.

"You ready?" Bobby asked taking aim.

I stood with my arms at my sides, gripping the daggers. "Ready!"

He fired rapidly. My arms swung, the daggers seeming to take on a life all their own as moved in my arms, stopping every bullet.

"Well, I'll be damned!" Bobby said with a smile. "Ready to bring it up a notch?"

I nodded eagerly.

"Sam you take daggers. Dean grab a gun." Bobby said with a wickedly grin.

"Ya know, Bobby, that devilish grin makes me feel like you're actually having fun." I smirked.

"I guess I am. You ready, darlin'?"

I nodded.

Sam readied a dagger while Bobby and Dean aimed.

This time, it felt like I was dancing. My arms flowed in the air, stopping bullets and deflecting daggers. I spun around, my hair tie flying off and my hair streaming loosely, the braid coming undone and my soaring around me as I spun and deflected.

When the bullets in the clips were empty they quickly reloaded a fresh clip and kept firing. I didn't worry about stopping or deflecting everything, it was about me not getting hit, so dodging worked too.

I felt amazing as I spun the daggers. It was just as intoxicating as being with Dean or Sam.

When they were done they all smiled.

I was panting slightly, but barely. "Is that all you got?"

"Sam, go get the handguns from the impala, we're gonna double up." Dean said with a smirk.

Sam headed around to the front and I went for my drink and downed the rest of it, letting my daggers float in the air where I had been standing before.

Dean loaded clips. "Having fun?"

"Yes I am!" I said proudly.

Sam returned and they all loaded clips as I returned to my spot. Once they were ready they faced me.

I took the daggers in my hands, spinning them both once in my hands and faced them.

"Ready?" Bobby asked and I nodded.

I thought it would be slightly intimidating to have six handguns firing at me, but I dodged and deflected perfectly. My hair flying around me as I spun to dodge or deflect. I was dancing with my daggers and I loved every moment of it.

They all paused to reload clips and I spun my dagger expectantly until they took aim again and fired without a second warning.

I felt the energy growing inside me as I spun and deflected the last of the bullets. I landed down on one knee, slamming a dagger into the ground, sending out a brilliant light out around the ground spanning a few yards out from me. It didn't knock anything, it was just a burst of pent up energy sent out, since I had no where else for the energy to go.

I pulled the dagger out of the ground and tossed it up in the air, willing it to disappear so that I only had the one dagger and it vanished, the energy merging into the dagger I still held.

The guys clapped and chuckled. "That was awesome, Dee!" Dean practically yelled.

"That felt awesome!" I replied as I stepped forward after sheathing my dagger.

"Well, guess we don't need to worry about training." Bobby added with a chuckle. "You did good, Dee. Think I can calm my nerves a bit knowing you're out there protecting these two morons."

We cleaned up and brought everything inside as it started to look like rain. We grabbed drinks and headed in to the living room with them. Bobby scanned news channels for anything strange. Sam and Dean sat on the sofa leaving a spot for me in the middle. I slipped my boots off and sat down between them and then set my drink down.

I sprawled over the guys. Leaning back against Dean as he turned slightly toward me so that I was resting against his chest. My legs sprawled over Sam, one of his hands fell to my thigh.

Dean wrapped one arm around me as he kissed the top of my head. "You were amazing, in case you didn't already know that."

"It was fun. I didn't know I could move like that, but it felt so natural." I replied.

The room fell silent as the news began going over the state of emergency in Missouri where we had faced and lost against Lucifer losing two of our own.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep pretty quickly. And true to her word Arria visited me in my dreams.

She let me hold her in my arms and asked me questions about the people I had grown to care about in Montana and about her father's. I was glorious to sit and hold her in my arms, even if it was in a dream. But it felt real.

After what seemed like hours, but felt like mere minutes, she told me it was time for her to go. I hugged her and kissed her little pudgy cheek. The dream faded and I slept until Dean woke me up.

"Come on, love. Let's get you to bed." He said softly.

I sat up and saw that Sam was gone.

"He already went to bed. We're kind of on Bobby's bed, or I would've let you stay asleep, you looked so peaceful, but Bobby needs his sleep too."

I got up and we headed into the room we shared. Dean sat on the end of the bed and removed his boots I pulled my jeans off and climbed onto the bed, leaning against the headboard. When Dean finished with his boots he stood up and removed his shirts and crawled across the bed toward me.

He grabbed my legs gently and slid me down until I was just about flat on my back. Then he crawled between my legs, laying on his stomach with his head and arms over my stomach.

"Do you know how amazing you are?" He asked me softly, his fingers slipping under the sweater and teasing gently.

"I kind of am, aren't I?" I chuckled.

"You really are, babe. Even without your powers. You're all I couldn't of dreamed of and so much more." His hands and slid the sweater up higher and he was brushing his lips against my bare stomach.

"You realize that you and Sam are amazing too?" I asked him softly.

"Not as awesome as you, love."

"Yes, you are. Without any powers or blessings of any kind you two have traveled and help tons of people all because you believe you need to because if you don't, who will? That's pretty awesome in my book."

He smiled at me and moved along me until his lips could reach mine. I wrapped my hands around his neck feeling the flow between us.

He was slow and sweet taking his time to re-explore every part of my body. I writhled in ecstasy the whole time, stifling my moans by biting my lower lip. Then with a final thrust we shuddered together.

He wrapped his arms around me, pulling my back against his chest and we fell asleep.