Mary managed a smile as she came back into the bunker, relaxing at the sight of the boys. "Hey." she greeted, coming down the stairs, angling her bags a bit better.

"Hey." Sam said, smiling back at her. He got up and quickly took the bags from her. "What's all this?"

Mary's smile turned a bit sheepish. "Baby clothes." she said, reaching into the bag and pulling out a small onesie. "I saw them at the store and couldn't help myself."

Sam laughed a bit as well, taking out another one. "They're cute." he said. "You know the sex already?"

Mary shook her head as she and Sam put the rest of the bags on the table. "Not yet, I still need to make another appointment to do a general check up and then maybe find out the sex."

"You don't want to know?"

Mary shrugged as she shifted through the bag, just looking over the clothes she had gotten. "Not sure, I kinda want it be a surprise." she said, taking out a pink onesie and looking it over. "We also thought that Dean was going to be a girl at first so we had gotten girl clothes before he was born."

Sam choked a bit at that, laughing once more. "Seriously?"

Mary grinned and nodded. "The doctor told us that it was a girl so we went out and got pink clothes and stuff." she told him. "It was a very big surprise when the doctor suddenly said that he had a penis."

Sam snickered at that. "Does he know?" he asked.

"Unless John told him later on then no." Mary said putting things back into the bag. "We did have some pictures though but they might've burned back then."

Sam sighed and shook his head. "Would've been nice to get some blackmail on him." he said a bit mournfully.

Whatever Mary was about to say she was interrupted by Dean coming into the room with a serious look on his face. "Mom we need you in the dungeon." he said.

Mary turned to look at him and then at Sam for a moment, he looked just as confused as she felt. "What happened?"

"Its Rowena." Dean said. "She's in the dungeon and wants to talk to you." he looked pained for a moment. "She tried to steal more of our spell books and we had to...take extra precautions."

Mary immediately followed him towards the dungeon, from the corner of her eyes she could see Sam following them. "Why does she want to talk to me?"

"Don't know, she just said that if shes going to talk to anyone she wants it to be you." Dean told her, glancing at her over his shoulder.

Mary nodded and squared her shoulders back a bit more. "Alright." she said mentally preparing herself for the witch.

Dean brought them to the dungeon and opened the door, pushing the bookcases to the side. Mary came forward immediately and then blinked when she saw the empty room. She looked around for Rowena to find no hint of her.

As she turned around she felt something curling inside of her at the sound of a match being lit and as she whirled around she saw Dean throw it to the ground as a circle suddenly was aflame around her.

Mary stared at the circle, turning her head before looking up at the boys. Both of them were looking at her and after a moment she noticed that Sam was suddenly holding the archangel blade and Dean had an angel blade.

"Boys?" she asked slowly, feeling almost a rumble of grace coursing through her in anger.

"Its holy oil." Sam told her softly. "And it's not going away, we've managed to find a way for it to be continuous."

Mary nodded slowly at that, wrapping an arm around her stomach once more. "Okay."

"So step over it." Dean told her. "You're just a human mom, you can step over it easily. It's the angels that are prevented."

Mary swallowed and breathed in slowly. "I know."

"Then get out of it." Sam said simply. "Step over the line mom, simple."

Mary looked over the fire once more, trying to figure out how to do this. "I can't."

"Why not?"

She wrapped her other arm around her stomach as well, curling into it a bit more. "You know why." she whispered. "I-" her eyes blazed blue for a moment and she straightened up, bringing her arms back to her side.

Sam and Dean straightened up, both of them tightening their grip on their respective blades.

"That's enough now." Michael said. "Hello boys."

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