Aaron had came and grabbed Spencer. Don't know what they were talking about, don't know where they went but Sam followed after them after I asked him to. I didn't like the idea of him alone after everything that's happened, leaving me alone with my older bother. Once they were gone I pulled the IV out of my arm and downed the glass of water Spencer had been drinking.
"Should you really be doing that?" He asked, grabbing my arm when I went to stand up. I was really glad to see that they didn't change me into one of those gown things and left me in my jeans and t-shirt.
"Doing what?" I replied, pulling on my shoes that Spencer had left on the side of the bed for me. I knew that me getting up without the doctors permission would make Spencer upset with me but I'm done being in the damn hospital. "Have you heard anything from dad?" I asked after standing up. I gave the room a once over to make sure that nothing of ours was here and then pulled Dean outside the door.
"Yeah, he was ass deep in a Windigo case. He didn't have any service when we called."
"He on his way here."
"Yeah, hopefully we'll have thing wrapped up before he gets here though." I nodded. I didn't really want to have to deal with Dad when he's on a hunt. I might not get the brunt of it being pregnant and all but with Dean here I didn't think we needed him as much as I thought we did in the beginning.
"So, do we have any idea where this thing went or if it's still out there at all?" I asked, glancing around the corner and saw Spencer and Aaron talking. I went to move back around it so Spencer wouldn't see me up walking around but it was too late.
"Addi!" I rolled my eyes but went to him anyway. "What part of 'don't take the IV out' do you no understand?" I shrugged and gave him my most 'I didn't do anything wrong face'. It's never worked before but ya never know. I didn't look at Aaron, the whole 'interrogation' thing was still hot in my mind and at the moment I didn't want to deal with all his suspicion. Spencer knew everything and that's all I really care about. Sam was standing a little ways down the hall, reading one of the newspapers. For a second I thought he was faking so he could keep an eye on them but when Dean and I made it to the men he still didn't make any move to come over.
"I want out of here." I told him. "I want to go back home." Dean snorted. "Shut up." I added to him. I looked at Spencer and tried to ask with my eye how much Aaron knew but of course he didn't get that.
"Does you're head hurt?" He asked. Dean laughed, knowing what I had been after, and I hit him in the stomach. Effectively knocking the wind out of him.
"You're so lucky you're pregnant." He said in between gasping breaths. I stuck my tongue out at him and he narrowed his eyes at me.
"Addison, you should have stayed in the room." Spencer ignored the exchange between Dean and I, still stuck on the fact I didn't listen to him. You would think by now he would understand that I do what I want when I want. Hell, look at how many times I went to the hospital when he told me I should, zero.
"First it was you, then me, I'm done. I say we end this, get on a plane, go home and sleep for like a week." I offered, "sound like a plan? Great." I nodded my head at him.
"The case is over. We found Rodney's body." Aaron said. I frowned, so that's how much he knew.
"Are you sure? The last time we thought he was dead he came back and fucked everything up." I said. I already knew that but he didn't know that I knew. He was watching me with a look that I once again couldn't read. He was more then likely tying to find a hole in my story or something to try and get information.
"The coroner is going over him with a fine toothed comb." Aaron assured.
"Nice to see you up and walking." Morgan voice sounded up from behind me. I turned but he was already next to me in our circle thing between Spencer and I. "You scared the hell outta me," He said.
"I'm glad to be up too." I said.
"Addison, I assume you will be coming home with us." Aaron said, watching me again. Dean looked at me and I didn't know what to say. If I stayed there might be a chance of this thing following Spencer home or I could stay with me. Or it could all be over and this thing could be back in hell and we have nothing to worry about. Or I could go home with Spencer, and it followed both of us back and we could deal with it then.
"Let me talk to my younger brother, I was supposed to stay till Sunday." I said, moving around them and made my way over to said brother. Dean came after me, nodding to Morgan and patting Spencer on the back, causing him to jump. I gave Dean a look when he moved up next me with a smirk on his face. "Be nice to him please." I told him as nicely as I could.
"I was being nice."
"He's not a big fan of touch."
"Obviously that's not the case if you and him are having a kid."
"I'm an exception." I said. By now we made it to Sam and he listened to us with amusement in his face.
"It's not my fault that me being friendly upsets him."
"You're not being friendly, you're trying to make him uncomfortable."
"I feel that I have every right to make him uncomfortable."
"And why is that?"
"Because I should have been able to approve of him before he had a chance to knock you up!'
"Can we please stop using the phrase 'knocked up' makes him sound like he got me pregnant and left me to take care of it on my own." I wrapped my arms around myself.
"You're a lot more whiny then you were before you left. What happened to the Addison that used to laugh at the monsters?"
"I'm pregnant and this kid is fucking up my emotions and making me want to cry every five seconds." I snapped. "Can we talk about what's going to happen now? Do I go back with them or stay here and make sure everything is okay?"
Sam shrugged, "for all we know the thing will follow him back home."
"For all we know I already took care of it." I said, "why are we so sure that this isn't over?"
"Because you're boyfriend keeps coming back to life." Dean answered.
"How is that a bad thing? I know it's not normal and that means supernatural but obviously something wants him alive bad enough to keep resetting the clock."
"You're to close to him to think clearly." Dean said and I frowned at him.
"I'm to close to him to decide that him being alive is a good thing?" I could heat the annoyance in my voice and apparently so could Sam because he butt in before Dean could answer.
"The only way we're going to know if this thing is gone is if we wait. Addison, you go home with him and try and let things get back to normal and if it shows up again call someone."
"But I feel like I didn't get to see you at all."
"I can fly over for the holidays or when the baby is born." He said, "I need to get back to school anyway. The demon isn't after me."
"We don't know that for sure." I said, shaking my head.
"Then I'll call someone." I looked to Dean.
"What do you think?" HE thought about it for a second before answering.
"Sam's right, but I think it was too easy-"
"Too easy?" I asked incredulously, "Spencer died."
"I mean I have a bad feeling, that's all." He reworded, holding up his hands in innocent gesture.
"Sorry, I'm a little wound up." I sighed. Dean nodded rested and hand on my shoulder.
"I just don't want you going home and having this thing waiting for you on your doorstep is all." I leaned into him and put a hand on Sam's arm.
"Thank you." I sighed. "I really didn't deserve for you two to jump to my aid after being a huge bitch by jumping ship."
"We can't give you shit if you're dead." Dean said. "Anyway, just because I want to shoot you doesn't mean someone else is allowed to do it for me."
"I wasn't mad at you so…" Sam said and covered his hand with mine. "Just make sure to call me once an awhile."
"Yeah, this lousing touch shit is over with, I want a weekly phone call." Dean added. "If I don't get it then I'm a break in your house to make sure you're still alive." He gave me a look that said he would do just that if I didn't listen to what he had to say.
"Okay." I agreed. "Weekly phone calls, got it. Promise."
"Dad's gonna want that too." Dean warned.
"He already told me that." I said, "if I wait to long to call him he starts blowing up my phone. He doesn't care what time." I rolled my eyes. One time he called me at three in the morning because I missed the day I was supposed to check in. I didn't understand it, I was on my own for the lest five years. If that didn't prove to him that I could take care of myself I don't know what will.
Yay guys only one more chapter left. This this story will be officially over. That is until I start the next one in this series. Happy reading.
