Dawn was happily baking when Sam got ready for his day teaching.
He chuckled as she pulled a load of biscuits out, pouting the burned ones. He put his arms around her waist, kissing her neck for a moment, then sneaking a hand forwards and grabbing a cookie but Dawn slapped his hand and he dropped it.
Sam sighed, then said. 'Right. Wish me luck- an excuse for yesterdays little escapade.' Dawn sighed, then said. 'Tell them the truth- found out your wife was pregnant after an accident. I'm sure they'll understand.'
But he chuckled and said. 'Do you want me to break my students hearts? All the girls do is stare at me as if I'm a freaky piece of cake!' Dawn smirked, then said. 'Ha; have you told them your married?' Sam raised a hand and showed her the wedding ring he kept on a chain instead of his hand- he knew he'd only end up losing it.
Dawn chuckled, then put a cookie in his hand. 'Now get lost. See you later.' Sam kissed her for a moment, then left.
Dawn was bored now her husband was gone, so she smirked and went upstairs.
'Wakey wakey!'
Dean groaned, turning over on the spare bed in Sammys room. Sammy himself had arrived back and was dead to the world it seemed.
Dawn chuckled and prodded her brother-in-law, making him sit up and go. 'Dawn... what the hell-?' She folded her arms and said matter-of-factly. 'I need someone to clear the spare room for the baby. Then later we're going shopping!'
Dean woke up now, looking horrified as he said. 'Shopping-? Like... clothes-?' Dawn nodded, and he leaped up, running out the room and into the bathroom, locking the door behind him and going.
'Dawn... I'll face vampires, werewolves... Edward Cullen... but I'm not going chick shopping!'
Dawn smirked, then touched the handle opening it instantly. Dean was sat on the side of the bath, arms folded and scowling. Dawn pouted, then batted her eyes. 'Pretty please? I'll let you pick the underwear?'
Dean shook his head, smirking. 'You kinky bitch.'
'That's kinky demon bitch ta.'
'Same thing.'
He groaned in defeat, then said. 'What about Sammy?' Dawn sighed. 'With that hangover of his... he won't be much of use. So chop-chop; chick shopping!'
'-And this one...'
Dean grimaced as Dawn put another dress on his arm that she was going to try on. He sighed, then a pair of pretty girls walked past, grinning at him, but when they saw Dawn and her wedding ring, they carried on.
He growled under his breath now- Dawn was losing him chicks.
Even more frustrating was when she was trying them on... and more... and more... it was so boring. But sure- eying up his brothers wife made up for it. Dawn was used to it, and knew he didn't mean anything by it- well, if he had chance, he would have snapped her up before Sam had.
The dress she was wearing at the moment was to the knees, and she cocked her head, prodding her distended stomach as it showed through the red fabric, then said. 'Does this dress make me look big?'
Dean sighed. 'You're pregnant, not fat. There's a difference. Just get that and we can get out of here.' Dawn smirked. 'Am I boring you?' Dean nodded vigorously.
'You certainly are.'
Later on, Dean acting as unwilling mule and carrying the bags that said chick names like Jane Norman, Monsoon and Peacocks. But now they were sat in MacDonalds, Dawn was eating a load of fries, then biting hungrily into a burger, making Dean, who was eating his own burger look at his for a moment, then when he looked up, Dawn had ate it already.
'Hungry much?' He chuckled as she attacked the ice cream. She nodded, then said. 'My cravings.' Dean chuckled. 'MacDonalds-? You're be the size of a whale if you keep eating all those Big Macs.'
Dawn shrugged, finishing her ice cream and sitting back, making Dean shake his head and go. 'Man... I feel sorry for Sam in bed.' Dawn smirked, then said. 'Oh he loves it, and h-.'
Dean held up a hand, silencing her. He really didn't want to know- Dawn could match him on the kinky talk.
Boy did Sam pick them (!)
When Dawn looked out the window, her eyes widened and she nodded to Dean, and said. 'It's him.' Deans head snapped around, and he stood up as he saw the blonde haired man, standing on the opposite side of the road, arms folded and his honey blonde hair waving softly in front of his face, but his eyes were fixed on Dawn.
Dean started towards the door, but when a car went past, he was gone.
Dawn was afraid now, and she said to Dean.
'Let's go home.'
When they returned, Dean told her to stay in the house, then went back to the Impala, rummaging through the boot.
Dawn sighed, going out into the garden and sitting on the bench, staring up at the clear blue sky.
'Hello Dawny.
Now she froze and turned her head to the space next to her her, fear shooting through her veins as she saw that honey blonde hair. She shook her head at the young man. 'What the hell's your problem-?'
The man chuckled, then sat back, putting his arms behind his head and saying. 'Well... you should know- you and your husband ruined my life.'
Dawn scowled, then said. 'Who the fuck are you-!' The man chuckled, but then a shot rang out and his head snapped forwards, raising a hand and stopping the bullet mid-air.
He stood up, lowering his hand and turned to Dean, scowling. 'That was very rude.' he growled, then snapped his fingers, sending Dean into a tree and holding him there as he walked up to him.
Dawn snarled now, then sent out her own blast wave, but it only made the man turn back to her, smirking. 'That tickles.' then snapped his fingers, sitting her back down, then he frowned and said curiously. 'You don't remember me?'
Dawn frowned, shaking her head a little. The man laughed, then said.
'Hello Aunty Dawn.'
Horror went through Dawn now as she realized.
'Riley-?'
He shrugged, but before another word was spoken, a gunshot rang through the air and hit his shoulder, making him scowl and turn to face Sammy.
'Sammy...' he smirked. 'Haven't you grown? Spitting image of your father mind.'
Sammy frowned, but before he could speak, the young man vanished. He ran over to his mother who was sat in silence, eyes wide.
'Are you ok-?' He asked in concern.
Dawn nodded, then stood up, saying. 'We've got a big problem...' she looked at Dean. 'We need Sam now.' He frowned, not having heard her say the name of the Antichrist... all grown up and fulfilling his "purpose"
'So, the difference in those two types are-? Can anyone tell me-?'
Sam frowned as the lecture theater door opened at the top and he saw Dawn with Dean and Sammy close behind. He frowned, then said. 'Excuse me class.'
All the students looked up, some smirking as they saw Dawn, and one called. 'Hey- are you Mr. Winchesters wife?' Dawn rolled her eyes, then nodded. 'Yeah I am.' The student laughed, then yelled to the other side of the room. 'Hey! Layla! He's not single! He's married! Sorry!'
Sam groaned, then said. 'Phoebe... please-!' The class laughed as he closed the door, a little red in the face. It was bad enough the oldest class of his hitting on him, even worse in front of Dawn, and a smirking Dean.
Dawn, on any normal day, would have been smirking and saying playfully. 'Cheated on me yet?' But now she just said. 'Sam.. we've got a big massive problem. Like Lucifer big.'
Sam frowned, then said. 'What-?'
'Riley.'
Everyones eyes widened, but Sammys. But then he remembered- Riley... the Antich-?
Oh crap...
Sam said now. 'Where's Emma-?' Dawn shook her head, an idea in her head.
'I think... she's dead by the way he's acting.'
With a groan, Sam said. 'He said "Thanks for ruining my life" he blames us...' Dawn felt a little afraid now- Riley was Lucifers true son... and not exactly... well...
He was as strong as his birth father... maybe even stronger...
The Antichrist...
And murder on his mind...
Not a good mix...
Oh crap, so Riley's back, and gone darkside by the sounds of it. Not good news... next up soon! Bring on the action:D X Nic
