Rachael POV
It's been a week since we killed the little skank clan. Everything relatively went back to normal. I mean people have been a little secretive lately, blowing me off constantly. Even Jensen's been doing that too! "I mean I know I'm getting fatter but seriously, Do I have the plauge written on my forehead?" A small kick came from one of the kids. "Yeah, okay so I know you don't see it but really? Your dad too? He's turning eighteen soon. We gotta do something right? Maybe you guys can come early? Best birthday present ever." I grinned. Sitting alone in my room looking at the huge stomach protruding out of me wondering where the hell everyone went to. I looked over at my calender, April 11th. It's a perfect day outside, much like the ones we've had recently but it was much warmer and the sun was much brighter. Days like these I would have been out skating around with my friends. Maybe that's where they were. I took my phone from my bedside table and checked my messages. Nothing. I groaned as I threw my phone. I don't know how much I could take of this. Laying on my bed all day was getting aggrivating. Sundays; day of rest my ass. I got up slowly walking out of my room towards the living room, there's gotta be something going on with my dad, or at least a football game of some sort. "Hey dad," I said with a smile as I watched my dad on the couch changing the channel.
"What the hell are you doing up? I thought we told you to stay in bed," Okay so I still don't exactly like the whole bed rest idea and I've sort of gone my own path with that one. "I'm bored." I blankly stated. My dad sighed and waved me over to come sit with him. He made room for me to lay down and he wrapped his arms around me. "Is there anything on tv?"
"Surprisingly no. I was about to look for a movie. Anything in particular?" I thought for a moment before I laughed. "Moulin Rouge," my dad laughed along with me as he went to our movie collection from the Apple tv thing Uncle Sammy bought. He wanted us to be a little more in the new wave of watching tv, while the simpler of Winchester's like the old fashioned DVD version.
We didn't get to far into the movie before we started reciting lines from it. We were at the part where Satine and Christian were in that huge elephant thing talking. Satine thinks he's the Duke ready to have sex with him but he's thinking about something else. It's a quite funny scene of miscomunication.
"Um.. I'm a little nervous, it takes a while for…" My dad said in sync with Christian. "Oh!" I said when Satine did. I laughed a little and looked up at him.
"You know for insparation to come."
"Oh yes, yes, yes. Let mummy help…" My dad shook his head and put his hand in my face. "Stop looking at me." He laughed, I did the same and bit his hand to get it away from my face. "Ow." He took his hand off quickly and continued to laugh. We heard the door open and in walk in a whole crowd of people, we looked up to see who it was. Ryan, Jensen, Tyler- everyone I've been trying to get a hold of came inside. "Dad we need to talk to you about-" Tyler hit Ryan in the stomach. "um. yeah can we talk to you in the kitchen?" He smiled and nodded towards the kitchen. My dad looked at him like he was cracked before getting up.
"And I was just getting comfortable too."
"Suck it up princess." Ry said with a smile as he walked away with everyone else, but Jensen. He walked over to me and sat down where my dad was. "So how was your day?" He asked with a smile.
"Would be better if someone learns to answer his cell," He sighed and stroked my face lightly.
"I would. But I've been up to something." He grinned. I kept my gaze on his and watched him curiously. "And that would be?" He didn't say anything just looked up at the screen then back down at me. "So what? We're watching Moulin Rouge."
"Your a massive dork, I hope you know that," I stuck my tongue out at him.
"So really what are you guys doing?"
"Planning the eighteenth birthday, what else?"
"Oh I don't know. House burning parties, robberies, gang fights, you know the usual." I shrugged turning back to the movie.
"You know we don't do that without our number one thug."
"And two and three," I placed his hand on my stomach making them kick hard. I was kinda getting used to the whole kicking thing, till it hurts. "Your number four." Jense laughed a little. "Hey, What are we doing for your eighteenth?"
"You are staying in bed and I am going to be your little slave,"
"Shouldn't it be the other way around?" He laughed more.
"Not for today," He grinned a knowing smile. What the hell is with everyone today! I huffed crossing my arms turning my attention back to the movie. I lost all movie flow so it was basicially useless to keep watching it.
"Why is everyone being all, if I tell you then I'd have to kill you today? I mean seriously what is going on?" I asked not being able to take it. Jensen kissed the top of my head and grinned.
"No reason."
"Alright. I'm going upstairs. I much rather be with a cat then people right now." I got up slowly, having quite a few difficulty from the two kids kicking me, wanting to stay. As I waddled my ass back I could hear murmers from the kitchen while eight guys stood there. I didn't care at that point what the hell was going on.
When I opened the door to my room, I felt a light tap on my leg. Looking around the bump I saw a tail wagging as the small form of Aly backed up. I laughed a little walking around to my bed. My lap top, school books, cell, and food littered it making it hard to lay down. Aly jumped up and stepped around the objects towards me. I had cleared a spot and sat down crossing my legs.
"Your the best cat in the world. You seem the be the only one that wants to be with me right now." I slight meow came from her as she sat right in front of me. "Well Jensen does want to be with me but there's just something about him right now that screams suspicious." Another meow and a head tilt. "Like- I don't know like he's up to something that might involve murder…" She sneezed at that. "Shh you. I have my ways of knowing." She purred a little as she batted at my stomach. A small kick followed, another bat followed closely by another kick. Man, who ever has the stronger kick is gonna be great at kickboxing when time comes for it. Aly got up, walking a little closer to me and rubbed against my stomach, purring. "Your gonna be an awesome guard cat when they come out." She purred and kept rubbing sending little kicks to come from the kids. I just sat there, taking the kicks and the purrs. I could still hear the guys talking downstairs but I couldn't tell what they were talking about. They laughed loudly sending Aly into a spaztic state. She ran from the bed towards the closet before just running around in general. I sighed leaning back, listening to her crash into things. That's gonna be a bitch to clean up.
Ryan POV
So far everything was going smoothly. the crew and I were almost finished decorating before adding any final touches. I felt retarded doing this. Five guys blowing up balloons, both pink and blue and pinning up posters. We might as well have slipped into our PJ's, sat in the living room and played the Ouiji board, Honestly! My eyes were constantly gazing across the street. Jenn was supposed to be home yesterday night and two days ago was the last reply I got from her phone. My mind was already racing as I worried for her safety. Ever since that night that both her and Charlie went missing, it's always in the back of my mind that she might not make it back home. I shook my head, I couldn't think of that. I grabbed the tape and helped Jensen tape up the large banner Jenn and I worked on.
"You think Rach will like this? She's not one for surprises." jensen asked looking over at me, adjusting his collar. We were all dressed in suits, minus the jacket. Rach always loved Jensen dressed like that, his idea, not mine. My tie was bugging the hell out of me though.
"Oh, ah yeah. For sure. Now we'll all be hanging out with her, it's what she wants. She hates bed rest anyway." Jensen grinned and I just smiled. Rachael's face would be priceless. At least she couldn't hit me, she's grown to soft. The loud roar of a truck speeding by yanked my attention. It was a red avalanche. Damn, Not Jenn. I walked away from the crew and pulled out my cell. I quickly dialed her number but it quickly went to her voice mail. I groaned in annoyance before the sound of her voice made me smile. God I miss her. The moment her voice ended, panic struck me again.
"Worried about your girlfriend I see." I jumped, startled by the sound of my dads voice.
"Yeah. Her cells off, which is rare. She was supposed to be home yesterday." My dad rested his hand on my shoulder and just sighed.
"This is what happens when your girlfriends a hunter. Trust her. It's what I did when you went to Canada."
"You didn't trust me."
"You're a Winchester, of course I'm not going to trust you, are you kidding me! The second I do, it's not going to be Jenn who comes here and tells us the good news of another little one running around here." I gulped. Jenn's dad is a scary brut. My dad laughed a little, apparently scaring the crap out of your kids is entertainment enough for parents. "So are you excited for this?" He asked changing the subject so smoothly. I smiled and nodded I really was. "Man I can't wait to see Rachael's face." I looked over at the rest of the crew, it looked like everyone was feeling the same way. "You guys almost ready?" Everything was almost perfect. The guys had gotten the baby gifts which was put into a huge heap by the tv. It's been a secret that was so hard to keep for the longest time. Since Jenn had heard about Rachael she'd been thinking it up. Tyler was the worst at trying to keep it secret. His car was the one that had most of the gifts, no one wants to drive in that thing anyway, perfect place. "Dad, do you wanna get her? I think the cat hates me," My dad laughed and nodded. It's not my fault the thing has a grudge against me. I never even did anything to it!
My dad walked away still laughing at me as he went up the stairs. I shook my head and sat on the couch waiting. I looked around the room smiling at how much it looks awesome. Peter was by the food eating quickly, grabbing a handful and chucked it in his mouth. My dad better get her down here before his fat ass eats it all. We sat and waited for a few good 5 minutes before we finally heard Rachael stir slightly. We could hear her muffle something in annoyance as the mattress squeaked under her weight. She was probably pulling the blankets over her head like she did when someone woke her up. I always did it when I was younger, it pissed her off so much, and then she would chase me around the house with something hard to whip me with. Most of the time it was her hair straightener. I miss those times, it's all been changed now. I could hear her muffled voice to tell dad to fuck off as my dad laughed a little. Finally the floor creaked letting us know she was coming down. She finally made her way down the stairs, wearing a shirt which said: "Sex Ed, It's a hands on class." Jensen walked over to the stairs and smiled.
"Okay…how high are you guys. What is going on?" She asked looking at all of us before looking at dad for conformation that we were for real. He motioned her to keep going down the stairs. She looked back at Jensen who grabbed her hand to help her down the last steps.
"You know I love you right?" He said as he pulled her in closer hugging her.
"I think I might be aware. But seriously guys-"
"I love you and this is all for you, you deserve it." He led her to the living room with his hands over her eyes.
"If this is some sick clown prank I won't have a second thought about kicking your-" He uncovered her eyes when they reached the room.
"Surprise." whispered kissing her cheek. She looked around before at us then read the sign in disbelief.
"You're kidding right? A baby shower?" She laughed as I walked over to her.
"You're welcome." I said before hugging her. She finally hugged me back after a little while.
"Thank you Ry, I love you." She said back to me. I hugged her tighter, hearing those words.
"I love you too. Enjoy yourself alright? before my niece and nephew make you look 40 at 18." She pulled away and playfully punched my arm, I was corrected with her being soft.
The baby shower was going well and it had been going on for only 3 hours. Jensen and Rach were on the couch being all…. together. They sat there as she opened the gifts, some were pretty funny. Peter went to Costco and got a huge box of diapers I've ever seen.
"If your kids are going to be anything like you two shit disturbers, these might not last very long." He said as he stuffed his face with more food.
"Thanks ass-butt." Rach said as she threw over the box. It rolled a couple of times before it stopped at Jensen's feet, not making it very far. Rach just laughed as she watched the box. Her smile could not be erased. As I watched Rach open more of the gifts, my eyes darted towards the window every so often hoping to catch Jenn's truck in the driveway. I was getting more worried about her with each moment passing. Where the hell was she? I prayed nothing happened to her, I just wanted to know she was alright. I finally excused myself as I walked into the kitchen to grab my jacket. I was heading over there to see if I may have missed her. Who knows, she maybe at home missing this party cause she was in pain, or sick, or she forgot altogether. That was the best scenario running in my head. I finally got my jacket ready for the door when I heard it open. I looked over at the door and saw the short blonde I've been freaking out about. She stood there taking off her shoes, that didn't match what she was wearing at all. This nice black dress with a very plummeting neck line. I stood there looking like an idiot as I watched her walk into the living room. I snapped out of it to follow her, almost catching her but she ran to Rachael before I could. She past over a small box for her and hugged her tight. There were a few whistles coming from the other guys and my dad couldn't stop staring at her either.
"Your girlfriend is hot." He blatantly stated as he stood there next to me. I looked up at him, not that far but enough to look at him directly in the eye. "What she is.. If I was you-" I pointed to Jenn with a Winchester wink. I sighed and looked over at her. I knew she was still pissed about the whole succubus thing. I shouldn't have fallen into that trap, and I did. She looked at me as I looked over at her and she smiled getting up. she walked over and pressed up against me. The kiss was amazing, I don't know how it started but I know when it ended, I really didn't want it too. She took my hand and led me up the stairs to my room. She threw me onto my bed and closed the door. I looked at her a little confused. What was she doing?
"Relax, nothings going to happen. I just wanted a little privacy." She said with a smile as she got on the bed and flopped on top of me. She took my hand and held it tight. "I missed you." She said before kissing me again.
"Why didn't you pick up? I called like a million times. I didn't know if you were-"
"Hey, hey. Shh." She said kissing me again. "I'm fine. Okay, I'm right here. My cell just died and the hunt lasted a little longer than we thought, thats all. So you can stop having a heart attack." She laughed a little looking at me. She laid her head on my chest and moved closer to me. This was what I called a perfect moment…life, please don't ruin it.
Dean POV
I hate cleaning…especially if it's after a party. Never liked doing it, always got Sam to do it with his OCD for clean. Jensen had helped Rach back up to bed so she could rest before coming back down to help. I watched him for a moment as he walked down towards the pile of gifts. He looked at the cribs they got and sighed thinking about how much of a bitch it was going to put together. I looked back at the massive pile of plates that were going to need to be done and I dropped the garbage bag and walked away. Fuck this, I'm done. Ryan can clean it up…or Jensen. I don't care, I'm not doing it. As I walked to the kitchen to get a beer I heard the door open.
"Woah, did I miss a tornado or something? What the hell happened?" Dakota asked looking around at the empty beer bottles, food everywhere, paper…even more everywhere.
"Ryan and his stupid ideas happened. Party-"
"I can see that." She said with a laugh as she walked over to me. "And you gave in the towel what like 5 minutes into it?"
"6 actually."
"Oh okay." Another laugh escaped her as she crossed her arms. "So your just going to let it all sit here."
"Well, I'm not about to go help."
"You are the best father in the world, you know that." She said shaking her head as she walked into the kitchen.
"I try. Grab me a beer-" She looked at me with the 'your such a lazy ass' look before grabbing me one from the fridge.
"Shall I make you a sandwich as well?" I grinned but she didn't.
"Just the beer is fine." Her eyebrows flicked up for a second as she walked over towards me. I took the beer with a thank you and she sat on a chair. "So, What brings you here, to this wonderful mess of a house?" I asked scooting over towards her. She shrugged and sipped her beer. There was something on her mind, I could tell. She has this intense pensive look, similar to Sam's but more intimidating. She shook her head one more time before taking another drink.
"I just wanted to come over, what is that a crime?" She asked, her face calming to her normal relaxed self.
"Not unless you want something, cause as you can tell we have nothing."
"I don't want anything." Maybe not in material objects. Well there goes my mind into the wild dirty yonder. "My house, is slightly... going up for sale."
"Slightly as in... You're leaving?" My heart sunk a little. Why would she leave? "Why? I mean I know you've been thinking about going for a while but-" I didn't want her to go. I was loving getting to know her. She was like Lisa, only; dare I say it, better?
"There's not a lot of money in working for the YMCA. I'm pretty much kicked out of my own home. Fancy that huh? Oh well. I guess it's a sign to move on right?" She looked down biting her lip before taking another drink. "I just wanted to tell you that." Well that was awesome news. What the hell was that about?
"When are you leaving?"
"After this beer. The sign is up and my days are well, more than over."
"That's not fair." I said standing up looking over at her, annoyed. "You can't just come in here and tell me that your leaving after you come into my life and make me-" I had to stop. There was no way I was going to say what I was thinking.
"I know it's not fair, life's not fair Dean but, I can't help it, you can't either." She got up as well setting down her beer. She shook her head quickly before looking up at me.
"How long did you know about it?"
"Almost a month ago. It was after I met you and I thought I could find an apartment but nothing. I'm thinking about going back on the road... maybe finding my dad, or probably what's left of him."
"And leave me?" She looked at me oddly. I scrambled for words to clear up what I meant but really, that was exactly what I meant.
"Look Dean I just-" I took her arm and pulled her into me, something told me to, so I did. I leaned down and kissed her to stop her from talking. She was slightly surprised, I could feel herself tense up, before finally relaxing to the kiss. I didn't let her go, I couldn't, the kiss was just to good. She finally moved in closer, closing the gap between us, moving her hands up towards my face as mine, laid on her hips. If this wasn't the kitchen with kids around, this might have gotten X-rated in 0.3 pushed me towards the wall, taking control. Her hands were slowly falling from my face towards my pants when something slid across the counter. We stopped kissing and separated like oil and water. Looking over at the sound I see one of the little assholes I helped create take another beer as he put an empty away. He was in a hurry, which was odd. He shouldn't be in a hurry to clean up.
"I didn't know you needed beer to clean the house?" I said startling him. He turned around, he looked pretty messy.
"Uh, huh?" He looked at me weirdly, not understanding what I was talking about. "Yeah. Totally." My eyes involuntarily rolled. "What?"
"I'm not cleaning up after your mess. I did that for 4 years when you didn't want to learn how to use the toilet like a normal kid. Pay back sucks. Jenn can wait." He rolled his eyes and sighed. "Sorry bud. Get your groove on later." He made this face before walking away. Dakota laughed a little before moving her beer around on the table.
"More than I really wanted to know about Ryan." She looked at me for a moment before back down.
"Don't go. I don't want you to go." I said looking at her intensely. If that kiss wasn't obvious I might have to go to drastic measures.
"What am I going to do, sleep in my car?"
"Sleep here. I mean, we don't exactly have the spare room but there is-"
"Your bed." She finished off. I moved my head from side to side, agreeing with her but I didn't want to look like an eager 15 year old. "Don't you think thats a little fast there Winchester?" Her eyebrow lifted. I shrugged and looked down.
"It was just a thought."
"I don't know Dean-"
"Can you say yes please? It would make not only my dad happy, it'll make me happy." Rachael's voice rang out. Does she not understand the whole bed rest idea?
"Hey, What did I say?"
"It depends on what lecture your going to refer to cause I have a lot stored up here," She said poking at her head. "I just wanted something to drink, Jensen fell asleep." I rolled my eyes and walked over to the other side of the table to sit her down before getting her something to drink. "Anyway. I say you stay. Your not like any other girl my dad normally goes for. You have substance for one. And I need more females around here. If I have to hear one more little whine about getting kicked in the balls is the worst pain in the world, I might flip a bitch." Dakota laughed sitting down on the other side of the table and took a sip of beer.
"How many times do they really talk about that?"
"I dunno, whenever their training or wrestling. It's a real sausage fest." Another eyebrow raise as she looked up at me.
"What? Shit happens." I gave Rachael some water and kissed the top of her head.
"That's your excuse? Oh boy. Didn't you teach them?" Dakota asked looking at Rachael. I like how they get along, but I have a slight feeling their conspiring against me.
"I tried. Nothing seems to get through to these guys. That's why I need you. Everyones happy." Dakota scratched her head and sighed.
"I don't know- I just-" Rachael gave her the puppy dog eyes and I think I was doing the same thing too. Dakota just looked at us for the longest time before growling a little under her breath. "You guys suck. We can give it a try but if I find an apartment or this whole thing doesn't work out-"
"Yes, I got another female presence here." She got up slowly drink in her hand walking away from us, hopefully upstairs.
"You better stay upstairs this time!" I called out before I walked over towards Dakota. She let out a big sigh, letting the tension in her shoulders fall off. This was kinda a big thing. Number one rule set in the house; never let chicks stay over longer than a night. But she was well um… I guess mine. My hands found their way to her shoulders and I helped her relieve her stress. This maybe a starting of a new adventure. I hope she likes Darwinism.
A/N: This is a what? No… you're not serious? A new chapter? Wait. This maybe a heart attack…. You're not joking. She actually posted a new chapter? She wasn't dead… she wasn't in some strange drug enduced state where her mind had gone to mush… she actually wrote a new chapter for this story? It's true. I wrote it.. I actually started writing this thing back in I think november? I couldn't tell you. All I know is my horrible horrible case of Writers block has started to lift. It's summer- and with all my time that I need to fill- There might be more coming soon! I know I have a lot of stories without endings but this one is going to have one I promise!
This is probably going to be the quote I live by for the rest of my life- so true to writers, so true for me.
"Any chapped ass monkey with a keyboard can poop out a beginning, but endings are impossible. You try to tie up every loose end, but you never can, the fans are always gonna bitch, there's always going to be holes, and since it's the ending it's all supposed to add up to something, I'm telling you their a raging pain in the ass. No doubt endings are hard, but then again, nothing ever really ends." - Chuck
Now brought up a good point. What point is that you may ask, there were many that he brought up. But the one I'm refering to is "there's always going to be holes' Which is probably the most true of the whole thing. Holes are a pet peeve of mine and for serious I wish they die a huge death, but that would be my fault. So! I have made a new account which I might possibly just have to put a new revamped version of this story on there. This account is amazing and I will put all my chapters and stories that I love on here, but there may be new things coming soon. Cross-overs I'm going to try, new styles of writing I may look into. It's going to be YOUR job to like them… or hate them, I choose either, but I want you to tell me about it… like you do with this one, cause really I love your reviews they make my day so bright! :D
This is probably the longest author's note in the history of the world so I'm going to shut up. New chapter for this story already in the works, going to make it fluff, going to make it funny, going to make it awesome… The ending is still in the works, changing it up slightly, BUT- there will be one because I'm going to destroy this bitch. It will end- or well start a new beginning. Story 3 WILL- I mean WILL be around when season 6 arrives. I'm gonna maybe make a Youtube channel to start bitching about how massive a project I'm working on is going to be, if you wanna hear a rant- or maybe some spoilers about what's to come- questions you wanna ask- wanna see… who the F knows… I'm just feeling like this is going to be a huge creative break for me this summer. OKAY! So I said I was going to shut up and this is me shutting up… Okay! BYEEEE xoxox
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