A/N: Hello readers!! Please dont throw things at me I have been dealing with alot and have also been without internet so Im sorry. But here is an update. A long update to tide you over!! Please let me know what you think and I am sorry for the long hiatus again!! :D Enjoy!!!

The night air was crisp as Raya stepped out onto the porch, pulling her jacket in tighter around her. Sam followed out of the house behind her, shutting the door quietly. Raya didn't say anything only began walking toward the salvage yard around the back of Bobby's house. Sam trailed behind her patiently, zipping up his coat until Raya stopped in the middle of the yard a safe distance away from the house. She turned to him with a sad smile and Sam hesitated as he looked at her.

"What's going on, Raya?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"I know how you feel about me, Sam," Raya started slowly. "I know that you…."she hesitated, she didn't want to say the word love that would change everything. "I know that you care about me and that there was something more meant for us, but we both know that if that happens the world will…literally end."

Sam's face fell slightly, but he said nothing as he looked into her eyes and took her words in.

"I love Dean very much, Sam," Raya continued carefully. "And deep deep deep down…I feel for you in the same way that I know you feel for me…but nothing can ever come of that…don't you understand?"

Sam hesitated, but nodded slowly. "Yes, I understand."

"So promise me something…"

Sam nodded feeling that undying devotion to her creeping up his spine. "Anything…"

"Promise me that no matter what you won't tell me how you feel," she said slowly as if he were mentally challenged. "Tell me that you understand how I feel about Dean and you respect it….please."

Sam felt his heart sink at the word 'please' she sounded so desperate, so burdened by knowing that he loved her. Sam only wanted her happiness and if that meant watching her live a long happy life with Dean then that's what he would do. He didn't want to betray his brother and he sure didn't want to deal with everything that would come if he professed his love for Raya. He didn't want to end the world. He knew that she was right and he was willing to make that promise to her.

"I promise," he said so softly he was afraid that she wouldn't hear.

Raya looked relieved and hurt all at once. "Thank you, Sam. That means….so much to me. I know it must be hard for you."

Sam didn't respond, only swallowed hard as she took a step toward him and put a hand on his arm. Fire raced through them both and Raya pulled her hand away immediately. This is going to be harder than I thought, she thought with a sigh.

"I just have one question," Sam said making her look up at him.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Do you think that…the twins are mine?" he asked slowly, hesitation heavy in his voice.

Raya hesitated, flashes of the possible future hitting her. A part of her wanted that life with Sam, another part of her desperately wanted to bash those visions of her brain. "No, Sam. I really think that Colton and…Aubrey belong to Dean," she answered as clearly as she could, trying to hide the hitch in her voice. "What happened between us…that night…it wasn't me. I was…possessed or something. They made us do it. But deep in my heart I truly believe that those are Dean's kids."

Sam let out a sigh and Raya fooled herself into thinking it was one of relief. "Okay," he said softly.

"So you are alright?" Raya asked hesitantly.

Sam nodded and put on his best fake smile. "I'm great..."

Raya nodded and put on a smile as well. "I'm glad we could talk, but your right we both need to get to bed. Colton and Aubrey will be up soon probably."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "So you guys picked names?"

"Oh yeah, we did. They are Aubrey Adrianna Mitchell Winchester and Colton Jonathan Mitchell Winchester."

Sam made a face of moderate approval. "Nice."

"I picked Aubrey, Dean will be taking all the credit for Colton," Raya said moving back toward the house with Sam following. "He wanted Colt at first."

"Colt? Like…the colt?" Sam said amused.

Raya sighed and looked over her shoulder at him. "Yes…like the gun."

Sam chuckled. "Well that's Dean for you."

Raya chuckled too as they reached the porch and both of them reached to open the screen door at the same time. Their hands rested on top of each other over the door handle. They both immediately froze as the usual fire raced through them and their eyes met. Raya wanted to pull her hand away, but something was stopping her. Sam didn't move either, only looked deeply into her eyes which made a wave of lust erupt through her.

When his other hand reached up and touched her cheek she opened her mouth to say 'stop' but nothing came out. When he stepped closer so that their bodies were touching, leaving her pinned against the screen door and his hard body she tried to say 'stop' again but only a soft moan escaped her lips. Sam, we can't. It isn't right; I don't want to hurt Dean. Please, was what her brain told her to say, but she was stuck in total silence as his hand on the door handle finally left hers and smoothed around her waist pulling her body closer than ever. His head leaned quickly as if he too was having second thoughts about what he was about to do and wanted to make it happen faster so that it was just out of the way.

"No!" she said pulling away from him and putting a hand on his chest to push him back. Her surprise must have called up some power because he was blown backward from a little mental push with her telekinesis. He hit his butt hard on the porch and looked up at her surprised and angry all at once.

"Sam, I'm sorry," she said rushing to him and helping him to his feet. "I didn't mean too do that."

"I'm sorry...I don't know what came over me…" he said quietly looking at her with lusty brown eyes. He stepped toward her and she stepped backward trying to escape his body that was calling to hers so loudly it was hard to resist. She hesitated as he reached for her again, his mind clearly gone past reason and shame to good old fashioned lust. She was still in the reason and shame part so she grabbed his hand and held it, making him stop.

"Sam…we…can't," she said softly, trying to hide the miniscule amount of regret in her voice. "We just…can't. I love Dean."

Sam huffed and moved past her. She stood with her back turned as he went quietly back into the house and shut the door behind him. She was left standing on the porch feeling empty and unsure. Even after the talk they had they still couldn't resist each other. It was then she realized that it wasn't on a mental level that they wanted each other, it was a physical level. His body called to hers and vice versa because they were of the same blood. And blood of the same blood called to each other. How else could it not feel so right? That is why she could love Dean and still feel-no want-for Sam. Her heart and mind wanted Dean while her very DNA craved Sam. They were destined to be on a biological level. She would have to find some dark magic to change that, there had to be something stronger than the spell that her grandmother had given her that could stop the lust all together.

She turned after getting herself together and quietly went into the house. She was halfway down the hall when she heard the sound of an infant crying which propelled her faster into the room. She burst into the room and found an irritated Dean rocking their daughter on the bed. Sleepy hazel green eyes turned on her as she walked into the room and shut the door behind her. She blushed in shame.

"Where were you? Your daughter here has a set of pipes you wouldn't believe," Dean mumbled sleepily. "She damn near blew out my ear drums."

"She is probably hungry," Raya sighed walking to him and holding her arms out to receive her. "I had to go to the bathroom. Sorry."

Dean nodded absently as he handed Aubrey over and rose to his feet with a yawn. He shuffled over to the playpen and looked in at Colton who apparently still was sleeping. Raya settled herself on the bed with Aubrey to nurse her as Dean looked down at his son with a proud smile. The joy that filled his face as he looked down at the sleeping boy made Raya's heart sink.

"Look at my little guy, sleeping like a rock," he said looking over his shoulder at Raya. Something on her face must have given her away because he frowned deeply. "You okay?"

She put on a weak smile and nodded."I'm just tired," she said faking a yawn. "I'm sorry I wasn't here to help you when she woke up."

Dean waved the statement away and turned off the bedside lamp before climbing into the bed beside her. "It's alright. I need some practice being a dad," he said before stuffing his face into the pillow, this time carefully so his face wouldn't be hit by the colt underneath.

"Dean…?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

He hesitated at the words, lifting his head from the pillow to gaze at her through the darkness. "Raya, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," she lied, her eyes dropping. "I just want you to know that."

Dean considered it, and then leaned into to kiss her. "I love you too."

She offered him the best smile she could and he returned it, laying his head back into his pillow. Raya barely slept.

"You're naming my first grandson after a gun?"

Dean sighed looking at Raya before looking back to Alicia who was looking at him incredulously. "It's not after the gun per say…its like-," he stopped short with a shrug. "Yeah it's after a gun."

Alicia rolled her eyes and looked to Raya who stood by the stove scrambling eggs. "Arianna, sweetheart, please tell me you guys are joking?" she said crossing her arms.

"Mom, stop it. It's a…good…name. I like it," Raya replied avoiding eye contact.

The night had gone by pretty smoothly after her ordeal with Sam. The twins had only woken up twice after that and getting Dean out of bed to help had been easier than Raya had thought. He helped change them and rocked one while she fed the other. She could see that he was trying to make a big effort to be a good dad.

Everyone was up by nine and now the house was bustling with getting breakfast made for everyone and figuring out a game plan. Dean had brought the play pen out of the room and set it in the corner of the kitchen, the twins were now asleep in it. Sam had his face buried in his laptop and had avoided Raya all morning which she was actually somewhat hurt about. Bobby was out in the salvage yard with Alex trying to keep the young boy busy and entertained by teaching him about mechanics. Alex had really warmed up to Bobby and was at his heels the moment he woke up. Raya had taken it upon herself to make the breakfast while everyone else was sitting around the table.

"I didn't name you and Adam after weapons, why on earth would you name your children after one?" Alicia continued refusing to let up.

"Aubrey is not a weapon," Raya countered. "And no you didn't name us after weapons, you named Adam after grandpa's middle name and you took the d out of grandmas name to name me. Wasn't really that hard, Mom."

"But still, Colton?"

"How about we just let it go, mom?" Adam piped up from where he sat at the table drinking orange juice. "You think Colton's bad wait until I have a son and I name him bazooka."

Dean and Adam burst into laughter, Alicia frowned. "You men are ridiculous," she said with a sigh.

"So now what?" Ryan questioned changing the subject.

Dean's smile faded as he looked at Ryan with a raised eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I'm glad you all are happy and laughing and fighting over baby names and eating breakfast, but is anyone thinking of the fact that my grandchildren are in danger? They were attacked by demons and Lucifer is walking around the earth. What are you guys going to do about it?" Ryan questioned with a frown. "I mean I don't mean to kill your good mood, but how are we going to stop the apocalypse?"

Dean, Raya and Adam all shared glances and Sam looked up from his laptop with a frown. No one really knew the answer to that question yet and for now Dean didn't want to think about it, but Ryan had brought it all to the surface and was looking at him expectantly. The good morning atmosphere had officially been killed.

"I….don't know," Dean said, his eyes dropping. "I'm sorry, Mr. Lancaster. I really don't know."

"Well someone better figure it the hell out," Ryan said angrily rising from the table. "And in the mean time I'm taking my family home. Alicia go get Alex, Raya get your kids, grab your things you're coming with us."

Raya frowned, turning away from the stove. "Dad, I'm not leaving Dean."

"And I'm sorry dude, but you aren't taking my kids anywhere," Dean said with a frown as he rose as well.

"They need to be safe," Ryan continued. "And if they are with us, the demons won't find them."

"Yes they will," Dean snapped. "The demons will find them anywhere, and if you take them away from me, their father, one of the only people who can truly protect them then you are stupid."

"Dean!" Raya said turning off the stove and moving toward him. "Stop, all of you. Look, Dad if you want to go home and take mom and Alex with you that's fine. You should. You guys will be safer that way. But I belong here with Dean and I won't leave him."

Ryan frowned, shaking his head. "Fine," he said. "Alicia, come on."

"Dad," Adam started standing as well. "It doesn't have to be like this. Don't be angry."

"Someone call us when you have a good answer to my question," Ryan said with a frown.

Alicia, Ryan, and Alex were gone in the next ten minutes with barely a good bye. Raya felt bad and so did Dean, he had offered her a weak apology as her parents car had driven away, but she wasn't upset about what he had said. Raya finished making breakfast and after all the men had eaten and so had she Bobby went back to work and Sam went back to his research. Adam offered to keep an eye on Colton and Aubrey while Raya and Dean showered and got dressed.

"Oh my god this water feels so good," Raya moaned aloud as the water fell down over her head.

"Don't use up all the hot water," Dean growled from where he stood at the sink shaving. "I would like to get cleaned and I think Adam and Sam would like that too."

Raya smirked even though he couldn't see. "You guys can wait for it to heat up again," she replied.

Dean frowned. "Raya, I mean it. Don't use it all."

She sighed. "Okay. Okay. Okay. I won't, but even if I did there would be nothing you could do about it."

Dean smirked and rinsed the last bits of shaving cream off his now smooth face and turned towards the shower as she peeked out at him. "Hey don't challenge me. I'll come in there."

"Ooooh is that a threat?" she challenged with raised eyebrows.

Dean's eyes visibly darkened and she giggled as he came stalking toward the shower reaching for her. He was leaning into the shower, grabbing her and pulling her toward him when a knock on the bathroom door made them both jump. Dean sighed and moved to the door and pulled it open a crack to see that it was Bobby, holding Colton against his shoulder.

Dean's face fell. "What's wrong? Is he alright?" he asked reaching for the baby.

Bobby slapped his hand away. "Colt's fine. I just changed him is all, but uh we've come up with a plan so get your butts downstairs," he said with a frown.

Dean frowned but nodded. "We'll be right there."

Bobby nodded in return and moved away as Dean shut the door and looked at Raya who was peeking around the shower curtain. "What happened?" she asked. "Is it the kids?"

"No they are fine. But Bobby said we need to hurry up and get downstairs. He wants to talk to us," he replied pulling off his damp shirt. "So move on over, I'm coming in."

Raya smirked.

Fifteen minutes later Raya and Dean came down stairs, their hair still wet, but dressed nonetheless and with smiles on their faces. They found Bobby, Adam, and Sam sitting in the kitchen talking amongst themselves.

"Hey," Dean said taking a seat at the table. "Where are the twins?"

"I put them down for a nap," Bobby said and pointed to the baby monitor sitting on the table in front of him. "And I got the monitor working if anything comes in there we'll hear it."

"So what's up?" Raya asked.

"Remember that Carver Edlund guy??" Sam said making all eyes turn to him.

Dean and Raya nodded slowly. "Yeah what about him?"

"Well we still need to figure out how he knows our lives word for word. He's been writing down everything we've done for the past four years and if he knows this much he may know what's going to happen next."

"Meaning he may write how we stop the devil," Adam finished for Sam. "We still have to stop this guy even though its apocalypse now. We need to get him while he's fresh."

"We need to find Castiel too," Dean said shaking his head. "The last time I saw him was when he sent me back to you."

"Well first we need to think of how in the hell are we going to stop the devil?" Bobby countered.

"I know how."

They all jumped turning to see Zachariah standing in the kitchen doorway, two angels standing obediently behind him. Zachariah smiled warmly and they all rose to their feet unsure of what to expect. Raya felt an itching to run and check on the kids but Zachariah's eyes caught hers and he gave her a wink that sent memories of the dream flooding back into her head and she cringed.

"Dean…It's time. We let you spend the night with your son and daughter," Zachariah said with a smirk. "But now it's time to go."

Dean frowned. "Go where?"

Zachariah's smiled widened. "You have been chosen…for a great purpose. You are going to stop this apocalypse."

"I know freak that's what we are trying to do," Dean replied angrily.

Zachariah chuckled. "You think that you as a human will stop the apocalypse?"

"That is what you brought me back to hell for right?"

Zachariah burst into full on laughter looking at his companions who burst into laughter as well. Dean raised a confused eyebrow and shared a glance with Raya who shrugged. Zachariah finished his laughter with a sigh and wiped at his eyes as if there were tears.

"Dean, you are just that. A human. You cannot stop this apocalypse by yourself," He said suddenly serious shaking his head. "You are a vessel…You are going to house the most powerful angel in the world. He will be the one to stop this apocalypse. And he will do it…with your body."

Dean's entire face fell and he shared a shocked glance with the rest of the group who looked shocked as well. "I'm a vessel...?" he said softly.

"No...You are the vessel. The Michael vessel," Zachariah said with a proud smile.

"How-?"

"How is not the important part," Zachariah said with a wave of his hand. "You must come with us."

"And what if I say no?" Dean counted, his eyes darkening.

"Then we make you," Zachariah said his own face going as dark as Dean's. "I can think of a few ways to get you to agree."

The air around Zachariah seemed to shift and suddenly Colton was in his arms. He was fast asleep as a Zachariah cradled him in his hands and looked down at him with a smirk. Raya was moving before the thought had even registered in her head, she had barely made it a few steps when Zachariah lifted his hand and a wave of pain that she had never felt before swarmed through her and she crumpled to her knees. The pain was unlike anything she ever felt and she was coughing so hard that her blood spewed to the floor. It only took seconds before Adam was groaning as well beside Sam, his body crumpling to the floor as his own blood spilled from his mouth. Dean rushed to Raya's side and took

"Come with us," Zachariah shouted. "Or I take your son, Dean and leave Raya and Adam here to die of stage four stomach cancer."

Raya coughed again, more blood spewing from her mouth as she groaned in pain. Dean looked to Bobby who looked back at him helplessly. Dean sighed almost in defeat as he looked back at Zachariah who waited irritably. Then something dawned on him that had never occurred to him.

"Do you need my consent?" he asked in awe, feeling as if the ball was now in his court. "Is that why you haven't just snatched me up?"

Zachariah frowned. "Why would you say no to such a gift?"

"Gift?" Dean huffed. "Yes the perfect gift to become an angel condom. No."

Zachariah scowled. "Fine," he said through clenched teeth. "Perhaps you need more convincing. Let's see how Sam does without his lungs."

Dean turned to Sam who was kneeling to help Adam, his puppy dog eyes went wide as he went rigid and gasped for air, one large hand clutching a chest that was now empty of lungs. Dean growled and turned back to Zachariah whose triumphant smile had returned.

"You have no choice, Dean. Say yes," he ordered.

Dean shook his head. "No."

"Boy do you realize that by saying no you are practically handing the earth over to the devil?" Zachariah said his face flushed with anger.

"And if I say yes millions of people will die anyway," Dean said with a frown. "I think that an all out war between Michael and Lucifer will destroy everything."

Zachariah shook his head. "You leave me no choice, Dean-."

A white light burst around them blinding them all. Dean felt himself thrown backwards by the force of it and brought his arms up to shield himself. The light dissipated around them and Dean opened his eyes, sitting up slowly to see the angels gone and Castiel standing where Zachariah stood moments before holding Colton who was now awake and looking as surprised as everyone else. Raya, Adam, and Sam sat up as well, all three back to normal and looking around confused as Bobby stared flabbergasted at Castiel.

"Cas…" Dean said slowly. "Where the hell did you come from?"

He shook his head bewildered. "I….I don't know…who is this child?" he asked looking down at Colton.

"That's my son," Raya said with a groan rising back to her feet with Dean's help and wiping the blood from her mouth and chin. "Give him to me. Sam can you go check on Aubrey please?"

Sam nodded and headed for the bedroom as Raya stepped toward Castiel. Castiel did as he was told and handed Colton over. Raya cradled him to her chest and looked back to at Dean with a sigh. "I think we have a serious problem, Dean."

Dean sighed. "I know. Michael wants to wear me like a snuggie."