-Chapter 26-

-Back Home-

"Jane and Emma are all tucked in and asleep!" Tasha said as she snuggled into the bed under the covers next to Sam. She kissed his cheek lightly and laid her head on his chest. Their breathing evened out and there was a sudden peace in the room.

Sam was trying hard to forget about the papers. He didn't want to be angry at Tasha, but he couldn't help himself. To him, those papers told him that she had given up on the fight. Sam looked down at Tasha and rubbed her shoulders. Tasha looked up at him and smiled. Sam pulled Tasha on top of him. Her blonde hair fell across her face as she looked down at Sam. Sam gently brushed the lazy strands away behind her ear and studied her face. He gripped her hips and sat upward and Tasha wrapped her legs around him.

"I love you so much, Sam Winchester." Tasha whispered to him.

"I love you Natasha Winchester." Sam whispered back. Sam ran his hands down Tasha's bare back and they fell down onto the sheets.

-The Next Morning-

Sam held Tasha in his arms the entire night. The warmth that he felt whenever she was around was hypnotizing. He looked at her as she slept beside him. Nothing could be more perfect in his eyes. Sam closed his eyes and began to fall back asleep. Almost instantly, he had another vision.

"Dean!" Sam screamed to his brother. He grabbed the shotgun from the closet and threw it to Dean. Dean began shooting the hell hounds around the room. Bobby rushed down the hall way with a .45 in his hand. A hound had sunken its teeth into his shoulder. The blood was streaming down his arm. Dean yelled out in pain as the hell hound's teeth descended through the layer of skin on his leg.

Then, all of a sudden, the hounds disappeared. There was no sign of them whatsoever. The three hunters looked at each other for an explanation, but none of them had one. Sam stalked quickly towards the kitchen and grabbed a dishtowel. He walked over to Dean and had him wrap it around his bite.

"Sam?" Tasha yelled from the nursery. Sam turned and ran down the hall and turned into the room. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Tasha and the girls safe and sound inside the ring of rock salt. "Is everything going according to plan?" She asked him.

"Everything's fine." Sam lied. He had no idea what the hell was going on. "Just stay here. I love you."

Sam's eyes burst open. He turned and saw Tasha wasn't in the bed with him. Her night shirt wasn't on the bed anymore. He jumped out of the bed pulled on his pants and rushed down the hall. Tasha was sipping coffee at the dining room table with the twins in their high chairs.

"I think it's time we set up traps." Sam declared. Tasha gulped down the last of her coffee and stared at him and then up at the ceiling. Sam looked up and saw demon traps all over the ceiling. There were two by the back door and the front door. And there were two more over the nursery threshold and over their bedroom. Sam looked back at Tasha who seemed very proud of her work.

"So…you were saying?" Tasha asked jokingly. Sam laughed and kissed her forehead.

"You just think of everything don't you?" Sam said as he sat down in the chair between the girls.

"Of course…and they call you the brainy one." Tasha said with a snicker. "What made you ask about the traps anyway?" She asked him. Sam didn't look at her. "Sam, you need to tell me what's wrong."

"I had another vision." Sam concluded. Tasha stared at him and gently put her coffee mug down on the table. He'd had them off and on for the past few months, but now he'd been having them every week.

"Do you want me to call Bobby?" She asked. She began to clean up the discarded food off the twins' high chairs.

"I think it's gonna happen today, Tasha." Sam said to her. "I can feel it."