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Chapter Fifty-One: Dreams

'And so they were conceived…the boy a hunter the likes of which this world has never seen and the girl a shimmer of hope and light in ever darkening world. The smallest change from that which was foretold only brings Death and her heart closer to the end. Many trials await them and yet there is still hope…hope that the Dark One can be vanquished and peace restored. The biggest danger lurks within the heart and soul of Life for although she no longer is one of the six she holds a deeper, darker power in her blood…Emily awaken…'

Emily shot straight up in bed drenched in a cold sweat and breathing heavily. Her head turned sharply towards the door where a faint scratching could be heard. She closed her eyes and swallowed thickly before looking down at Sam who was fast asleep beside her.

The scratching continued and Emily pulled back the covers before easing out of bed and going to the door. She reached for the doorknob and the scratching ceased.

Closing her eyes she sighed and turned to go to the bathroom to wash her face. Before she took a single step away from the door the scratching started up again. Emily shook her head and continued into the bathroom turning on the tap and splashing water on her face before looking in the mirror.

"You really should answer that you know." She spun around expecting to find Gemma standing in the doorway. She breathed out a cold sensation creeping across her skin when she realized that she was all alone in the bathroom.

"Who's there?" She asked softly. "Sam, is that you?" There was no answer. She shook her head turned off the taps and opened the bathroom door.

She looked around, immediately realizing that she was at Bobby's. She saw Dean and Sam both sitting in front of the television asleep. She moved into the kitchen and gasped. A very pregnant Gemma was standing with a bottle in one hand a baby in the other and looking at two children each about seven years old.

The girl had fiery red hair and sparkling green eyes the boy on the other hand was a dirty blond and his eyes although still green were darker. The infant in Gemma's arms gurgled and clapped his hands reaching for the bottle that the mother was holding.

There was something about that child that didn't seem right. What little hair the infant had was dark and his eyes were not green but instead they were the clearest shade of…


"EMILY!" Emily shot straight up in bed and looked around. "Get up you sleepy head." Gemma called from across the small motel room.

"Blue." The darker skinned girl said softly.

"Huh?" Sam asked coming out of the bathroom. "What's blue?"

Emily watched as Gemma lifted her shirt slightly looking at the reflection of her stomach in the television screen.

"What's today?" Emily asked sharply.

"Tuesday…we're going to be heading out in a few minutes so pack your crap." Dean said as he entered the room and walked over to Gemma giving her a sweet kiss on the lips. "We are off to Windom, Minnesota."

"Yeah we get to meet the third Winchester brother!" Gemma said in mock excitement.

"The kid's name is Adam…he's nineteen and pre-med at the," Sam paused, "University of Wisconsin." He looked up at Gemma and then turned to Emily.

"Hey Gem, didn't you used to date a guy named Adam?" Emily asked with a grin. Dean visibly tensed. "Yeah if I remember right he was a couple months younger than you…I remember something about a brain surgeon dream."

"You're a whore." Gemma said glaring at her friend before letting her shirt fall back down and giving Dean a kiss on the cheek. "She's a big fat liar, I only date older men." Emily laughed finishing packing her things and tossing her duffle over her shoulder.

Gemma and Emily were in the Mustang singing along to Carrie Underwood's 'Cowboy Casanova' when Gemma's phone rang. The redhead picked up her phone as Emily busted into a fit of laughter.

"You have reached the happiest woman in the world how may I direct your call?" Gemma asked in a telephone operator voice. "Alright then thanks for the update." Gemma ended the call ignoring the now crying Emily.

"Dean's ringtone is 'I Touch Myself' by Divinlys?" The dark haired woman busted into another fit of giggles.

"Shut up…" The redhead said blushing. "Oh Dean and I have decided on names for the babies!" Gemma's excited smile forced Emily to roll her eyes.

"I know…Evelyn Kyra and Jonathan Robert."

"No…we've changed them. The boy is going to be named Logan Cooper and the girl is going to be Samantha Jade." Emily froze at her best friend's words.

'The boy a hunter the likes of which the world has never seen….the girl a shimmer of hope and light in an ever darkening world…'

"Emily, are you alright?" Emily shook her head trying to forget the previous night's weird experience.

"Yeah, I'm fine…I just didn't sleep well last night." She turned and looked out the window as Gemma took the exit to Windom.


Gemma and Emily were watching television waiting. Dean had decided at the last minute that he wanted the girl's out of harm's way in case this Adam kid turned out to be something big.

Gemma's stomach rumbled and she groaned.

"Hungry?" Emily asked closing the book she'd been reading down. Gemma groaned again as her stomach rumbled louder. "What sounds good?"

"Nothing and everything at the same time." The elder of the two stood before pausing and bringing a hand to her mouth. She placed a hand on her stomach before shooting Emily a frantic look and running to the bathroom.

"You okay in there?" Emily called out. The door to the motel room opened and in walked Sam, Dean and a third much younger guy.

"Where's Gem?" Dean asked. The sound of vomiting started up again and both Sam and Dean winced. "How long has she been in there?"

"Few minutes." Emily shrugged. "You should probably be in there holding her hair…I mean it takes two to…you know tango." Dean sighed and shook his head before heading into the bathroom and closing the door behind him. Emily turned to the new kid and eyed him up and down. "You must be Adam." She said finally.

"Yeah…that's me…" Emily's expression softened and she held out her hand.

The moment Adam's skin touched hers Emily froze.

"Emily?" Sam asked looking at her concerned. "Emily what's wrong?"

"Death…blood…hunger…so much hunger…" Adam managed to wrench his hand free from Emily's grasp and immediately the girl calmed. She looked at Sam and then back to Adam. "Wow…that hasn't happened in a really long time." She murmured. "What did I say?"

"Nothing…something about blue and pink and…diapers…" Sam lied giving Adam a warning glance.

"Oh…well…okay." Emily shook her head looking at Adam again. "I'm Emily." She said receiving a polite nod from the third brother.

"Hold my hair Dean, don't pull it!" Gemma screamed from inside the bathroom.

"Good God, I pity those poor children." Emily said shaking her head.

"Wait…she's pregnant?" Adam asked.

"Yeah…well that's what the magic 'First Response' kit said." Emily rolled her eyes.

"So…I'm going to be an uncle?" The pre-med student asked.

"That's generally what happens when your half brother knocks up his girlfriend." There was a hint of annoyance in Emily's tone and Sam couldn't help but smile.

The door to the bathroom opened and Dean stepped out followed quickly by Gemma.

"Who's the whelp?" Gemma asked.

"That would be Adam." Dean muttered.

"Well Adam I'm Gemma. I'm also pregnant with twins and looking for a man who can hold my hair without pulling it out at the roots!" The redhead shot a glare at Dean.

"Oh…um…well…"

"Gemma you're scaring him." Dean said.

"Trust me sweetheart if he's scared of me then the brat is hopeless." Her green eyes flashed to the youngest of the brothers. "Do you smell that?" She asked softly.

"Smell what?" Sam asked.

"Death…" She murmured giving Adam a hard look. She shook her head and sighed before turning to Emily. "Let's go get our men some grub I bet they're starving!" The short redhead brushed past Adam grabbing her wallet. Emily followed suit happy to be leaving the room.

"Dude…what the hell is their problem?" Dean asked flopping down on the bed he shared with Gemma.

"Who knows…Emily had a vision by the way." Sam said grabbing a coke. "Something about death, blood and hunger."

Dean sat up and ran his hands through his hair. He shook his head and shrugged before looking over at Adam.

"Ask your questions because once the girls get back we've got stuff to do." Dean muttered.

"Well um…Sam you said Emily had a vision?" Adam asked cautiously.

"Yeah…well she uh…she's a witch. Her ancestors were seers and witches." Sam said casually sitting down in a chair by the window.

"What's um…Gemma's deal?" The college student asked.

"What isn't her deal?" Dean grumbled receiving a strange look from Adam. "She's a guardian…she's got angel powers. She's also short tempered and pregnant." Dean said. "Besides that she's just Gemma."

Adam nodded and the motel door opened. Gemma and Emily walked in with bags filled with fast food. Everyone ate in silence and Gemma and Dean exchanged glances and secret smiles while the others simply focused on eating.

"So Adam are you interested in becoming a hunter?" Gemma asked with a smirk in Dean's direction.

"Well…I guess-"

"You guess? There is no guessing Adam, either you want this life or you don't. Pick wisely though because being a hunter is kind of like being in the mafia." Emily said darkly.

"How so?" The older boy questioned.

"Once you're in…there's only one way out and it isn't pleasant." Gemma said before taking a sip of coke.

"So you don't think we should bring him with us?" Sam asked bitterly.

"I think he's too young Sam. He wouldn't last five minutes with a freshly turned demon, you know that." Dean kicked his fiancée from under the table trying to get her to be quiet.

"He's older than Emily! Gem he's what three, four months younger than you? Besides we can train him." Sam said.

"We don't have time to train a newbie Sam. Lilith is looking for the weakest link in the Winchester chain and if you bring him into this you're signing his death warrant." Emily said quietly.

"Who's Lilith?" Adam asked.

"The first demon ever created. She's out of our league kid and therefore you're as good as dead if get's wind that you're a Winchester." Gemma said sharply to him.

"That's enough!" Dean shouted. "Sam, take Adam for some one on one target practice or something." The eldest hunter gave both of his brothers' curt nods as they grabbed their coats and left. He then turned to Emily and Gemma. "What the hell are you two doing?"

"He's a liability Dean, we can't afford to be watching his back twenty-four seven." Emily said defiantly. "He's going to get one of us killed."

"You agree with her?" Dean asked Gemma.

"Dean, I'm all for having a big happy family and I'm glad that you've found another brother but…your dad kept him away from all this stuff for a reason. Also if you hadn't noticed the kid is way too accepting of all of this. I mean really…he hasn't asked a single stupid question!" She answered.

"I know…" He sighed running a hand over his face.

"Dean…I love you with all my heart…which is why if you're good with having Adam around I'm good, but if I have to make a choice between him and one of us…sorry sugar but he's my fall guy." Gemma confessed.

"There's something not right about this whole situation Dean. I've got a really bad feeling about this Adam kid." Emily said.

Dean nodded and thought for a few moments.

"Emily, go find Sam and Adam. Keep one eye on Adam and the other on Sammy." He turned to look at Gemma. "Grab your coat we're going grave digging."

"Awesome!" Gemma grabbed her coat and put it on quickly. "The smell of rotting flesh and decomposing bodies…my ever growing sensitivity to smell is going to make this one joyous trip!"