The next morning for Carrie was more sombre than anything else- she was scared. Scared to lose her family, be it Lily, Sam or Dean.

This Velkan Thorne, he ancestor... well, great times god knew what Grandaddy really. It was wrong, her family... so wrong... couldn't she have a normal life with husband and kids-? Was that too much? Or was it just lulling her into a false sense of security so life could take everything she had?

Hell, she would trade her entire wealth just for peace with her family... but she knew even that wouldn't work against this monster.

Carrie watched Sam walk around the kitchen now, making breakfast for the trio. Dean was tapping away on his laptop, looking for leads that could relate to Velkan...

But there was nothing.

Sam set the plate of toast down in front of a blank eyed Carrie, but she came to life when he asked if she was ok. Carrie nodded, then picked up a slice, biting into the corner and staring at the picture of her, Sam and Lily on the opposite cream wall- Lily was pulling her daddys hair, and he'd managed out a painful smile.

She looked up now and smiled at the pair of them. 'Yeah I'm fine.'

Dean grumbled now. 'You try having to sleep on the sofa because the resident pair are imitating Justin Bieber.' Carrie frowned. 'What the hell-?' Dean smirked. 'If I wanted to listen to "Baby" I'd just have stand next to your door. Chorus in action.'

Carrie rolled her eyes now, then said matter-of-factly. 'Like a JLS condom- "You only have one shot, so make it count"'

Deans face was blank now, then he grimaced. 'Thank you so much for that insight of you kinky life.' Carrie winked. 'Oh it gets alot more kinkier than that.'

Dean just looked at his slice of toast, then lobbed it at the bit, landing it neatly. 'Thank you Carrie. I have officially been put of breakfast.'

Carrie laughed, finishing of her own. 'Happy to help.'

But Sam sighed now, then said quietly. 'We can't ignore this forever... Velkan is still out there. We have a way to kill him, now we have to find him.' Carrie nodded, then said quietly. 'He'll be at the mansion. I saw it- he's weakening without this new blood. He's scared to die.'

Sam sighed, then said. 'Well you're not coming.' Carrie scowled now. 'Excuse moi-? What the hell-!' Sam groaned, then put his slice of toast down. 'You're the one he's after yeah? You'd be walking into a trap!'

'So?'

'"So?" Carrie! Do you want to die! Again-!'

'No! But come on! I'm the one who has to end it!'

'Says who?'

'Well...'

'Come on Carms; who?'

'No one! But come on! This is my own super fucked family! I can't just sit here while you two go and kick his ass! Because it'll be yours that whipped.'

Sam got up now and pulled her into the living room, pushing her against the wall and saying softly, running his thumb over her cheek. 'I'm not losing you ok? Me and Dean'll be fine. Ok?' Carrie sighed, feeling him pull her into his arms. She let him, but it hadn't changed her mind- Velkan was going to die...

And she was the one who was going to do it. It was all his fault that her family had been so broken... Sam didn't understand how much it hurt to find out she was a living experiment, and that was it...

She pushed him away now and went back into the kitchen, wishing it was all back to normal- her job, her baby at play school... but there was one thing missing from those three years- Sam.

No matter the peace she could have, she wouldn't spend a minuet without him. That was love for you- irrational actions and thoughts galore.

She started to go upstairs now, but then spied the scythe on the sofa, unwatched by either brother. She glanced around, then pulled on her boots and grabbed it, heading around to the garage and kicking her sleek black motorbike into life, making it roar loudly as she sped down the driveway and around the corner at nearly 70mph.

Sam heard the noise and swore under his breath, even more so when he saw the space where Deaths scythe had been, and was now in possession of the young woman speeding up the highway faster than the speed limit allowed. Luckily, there were no cops en route, so the way was clear and devoid of arrests for speeding.

Sam was growling to himself and no one in particular as Dean put his foot on the gas and went after her- but with a bike that had a maximum speed of 140mph, it was hard to catch up.

Carrie would be there long before them.

Carrie marched up to the house now after leaning her bike against the gate and yelled as she walked through the door.

'Oh Velky Velky? Come out wherever you are you fucked up Grandaddy freak!'

There was a chuckle, and the door slammed shut behind her, but she didn't look around as he stood before her, arms folded and a smirk upon his handsome ruggish features. 'Carrie-Mae. What an unexpected surprise this is. Would you like a cup of tea?'

Carrie smirked, keeping the scythe hidden behind her in her jeans- the bastards wasn't gonna know what hit him.

Velkan stepped forwards now, and Carrie stepped back as he did so, scoffing. 'Dream on you bastard.' He raised an eyebrow, then said matter of factly. 'What are you gonna do? Stab me with that scythe? Dear ol' Death- you should have seen his face when I trapped him. He was so confused and tried to kick the shit out of me. But nu-uh; he needs to do some research- Death can be killed.'

Carrie scoffed. 'Why didn't you kill him them?' Velkan scoffed. 'You never listen- I get my powers from him. And as long as I do, he can't come near me.'

'Unless he figured out a way to block it.'

Velkans eyes widened now, and he turned to face the pissed of expression that Death was aiming at him. 'I'll have this back thanks.' he said coldly, then grabbed his arm. Velkan gasped, but he found he couldn't move as Death took his powers away, then Carrie raised the scythe and rammed it hard into his back, angling it so it pierced his heart.

Carrie heard him cough as Death let him go, then his eyes as they went from black to light blue as he crashed onto the floor, the blood pooling around his body from the wound, destined to roam the endless white reaches of purgatory forever.

She felt a burning in her own chest now, then remembered what Velkan had said about him being the first of them all- he was the one linking them together. Carrie felt the cold stone floor beneath her head as she collapsed, her veins burning like motel lava was flowing through them. Her eyes closed, which means she didn't see Death leaning down and touched her chest, making her sleep instead now the pain was gone.

Sams heart felt hollow when he saw the motionless figures on the floor of the mansion- Carrie and Velkan. Dean spied the scythe in Velkans back now, then said in a low incredulous voice. 'She did it. The bitch did it.'

Sam was trying to wake Carrie up now, but she wouldn't.

'You'll knock her head off if you're not careful Winchester.'

They looked up to see Death stood there, then bend down and touch Velkan, who vanished in an instant, then picked up the scythe and put it inside his coat, staring at Carrie. 'She'll be more than fine.' he said, nodding at her, then vanished.

Carrie groaned and opened her eyes, going. 'Death, if that's you holding me, I'll kick you right where it hurts. And if you don't have any, grow some so I can.'

'Please don't kick me there Carms.'

Carrie smirked, knowing it wasn't now, but she still said. 'I should after all the crap you hid from me.'

'To keep you safe idiot.'

She opened her eyes and gave her best glare at Sam. 'Maybe, but look what happened when you didn't.' Sam groaned, then just hugged her tightly. She frowned now, then looked around. 'Hey- where's Death? I think he owes me a thanks.'

Dean snorted. 'He's probably off to play cards with God. Or strip poker with Gabriel.'

'Who's Gabriel?'

'Perverted angel or Heavens Playboy. Actually, it's both.'

'Oh...'

Sam rolled his eyes, then picked her up into his arms, then said with a snort.

'Enough killing monsters for one day Madam.'

But it was one month later when Carrie started to think that maybe Death had said thanks in the most surprising and unexpected way.

Sam was barely through the door when Lily ran over to him, yelling happily. 'Daddy, daddy guess what!' Sam frowned and picked her up into his arm and said. 'What?' Lily giggled. 'I'm gonna have a baby brother or sister!'

He froze now, then spied Carrie stood in the doorway to the living room and she grinned. 'Fancy being a daddy again?' He faked a groan, but he just grinned as he said. 'Not really.'

Carrie chuckled, then said, walking over and hugging him. 'Well I'd get used to it, because I am- and nearly a month gone too would you believe it? Went doctors to find out why I kept feeling so bad, and find out I'm pregnant instead! I told the doctor I couldn't have kids, and he ran a diagnosis... and found there was nothing wrong with me. I'm fine and healthy.'

Sam shook his head in disbelief. 'How-?' then he realized. 'You really think it was him-?'

Carrie nodded, taking Lily from him, who was giggling and saying. 'Can I have a sister?' Carrie chuckled, then tapped her nose.

'We'll see sweetie.'

And that is it for the second story of AnaRose17s little present;D! Yes there will be a third and final story!thanks all! reviews loved!