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Isabeau slips on a pair of jean shorts, a baggy old t-shirt and one of her plaid flannels. She looks over her shoulder to see both Sam and Dean sleeping peacefully in the threes' shared bead that she had in her old room at Bobby's.

Ever since they dealt with the Trickster, which was a couple of days ago, they decided to stay with Bobby to take a small break from hunting.

She still couldn't believe she didn't see that it was a Trickster beforehand. She was friends with a Trickster, one of her coven members, Belle, was one. Too many times did she fuck around with her and the others, but it was always harmless fun.

Isabeau walks carefully to the door and sneaks out, closing it softly behind her. She sighs and makes her way down the stairs and into the kitchen.

She opens the fridge and grabs a cold beer, popping off the cap.

"Did expect to see you up so late."

Isabeau jumps at the sudden voice behind her and turns around to see Bobby at the entrance way, "Holy shit, Gramps. You scared the hell out of me." She sets her beer down at the kitchen table and takes a seat as well.

Bobby raises a brow at her, taking the seat across from her, "What's going on, kiddo?" He asks.

Isabeau shrugs, taking a sip of her beer, "Can't sleep… nothing to worry about."

"You're having a beer at three in the morning, Izzy. Obviously something is going on." Bobby points out, taking Isabeau's beer away from her.

Isabeau stutters from Bobby taking her beer, "Can't I just have a drink when I want to?"

Bobby gives her a look, "Not at three in the morning."

Isabeau huffs and stays silent for a moment. She bites her lip, "That Trickster… he said something to me that made me remember something from when I was a kid."

Bobby stares at her waiting for her to continue.

Isabeau brings her knees up to her chest, hugging her legs as she continues, "He called me 'sugarplum' and… it just stuck a cord with me. I remember sitting in my backyard with him when I was a kid. I grew white lilies because they are my favorite flower… and apparently his as well."

A lone tear falls down Isabeau's face, "I called him my Uncle, Gramps. And it pained me to even look at his face… Deep down, a part of me wanted to sob tears of joy. A part of me was missing him."

Isabeau shakes her head, "But… there's no way, right? That he was actually my Uncle. I mean, mom had brothers, but they all died when mom was a teenager."

Bobby inhales deeply, "The Trickster was probably messing with you. Putting stuff in your head to catch you off guard. It's probably nothing."

Isabeau nods, whipping away the tear, "Yeah… probably nothing. It's just been keeping me up at night, you know? That and everything else."

The two sit in silence, letting the conversation fade away. Bobby huffs, getting up from his seat, "Come on, up."

Isabeau stares at Bobby, confused, "What?" She laughs out as Bobby dumps the rest of her beer down the drain in the kitchen sink and gestures for her to stand up.

"If you can't sleep, might as well help me with research." Bobby says as Isabeau stands up from her seat and follows Bobby into his study.

"Looking up something for another hunter?" Isabeau asks while Bobby hands her a book.

Isabeau looks down at the book in disbelief and then back up at Bobby with a smile, "Mermaids? They're real?" She flips open the book enthusiastically and starts reading the contents. Isabeau was always in love with the idea of mermaids. They were creatures you read about in fairytales, not something that she would ever come across or ever thought they were real.

She knew sirens, which were a more malicious version of mermaids, were real. Her coven member, Alia, is part siren. Hell, Alia and Belle were both dating each other. A siren hybrid and a trickster hybrid… such a weird combination but they were an adorable couple.

Bobby chuckles at her, "Apparently, though they're sort of like you guys. Mermaids don't kill humans, in fact they're fascinated by them. They grow legs in order to blend in with humans to learn more about their society and ways of life. They're curious and altogether harmless to humans."

Isabeau takes a seat at Bobby's desk, "I feel a 'but' coming on." She says, flipping through the book in her hands.

Bobby nods, "But, they're growing extinct. Only a good handful are left and a lot of them are pairing up with hunters in order to stay safe. A friend up in Boston found one and needs more information."

Isabeau nods, "All right. So read up as much as we can and then call when the suns up?"

Bobby chuckles, "That's the plan."

Isabeau shakes her head with a smile, "Mermaids… what's next? Fairies?"

Isabeau is slumped on the desk, her head resting on her almost completed book as she sleeps. She fell asleep in the middle of researching with Bobby, the days of not sleeping finally catching up to her.

Bobby is standing in the kitchen across from her, watching her to make sure she doesn't wake up while he's on the phone, "What's going on Yvette? Izzy hasn't been sleeping for days because of her memories and she finally let herself go today."

Yvette on the other line sighs, "Bobby, please. Don't worry about it. It's just… it's something that Isabeau isn't ready to know yet. If her memories are coming back then… You know how complicated both mine and Bartholmieu families are. Isabeau cannot know."

Bobby rubs his face in distress, "Yvette… I can't keep lying to her about what she is."

"I know, Bobby. But, if her memories are coming back, then her powers and other memories that I locked away will come back as well. Then we won't have to lie anymore. You know why I did that. I would've lost her all over again when she was a child. I had to do it." Yvette reminds him.

Bobby sighs, "I know."

"Just, don't say anything." Yvette pleads.

Bobby frowns, "Not happy about it, but whatever you say." And with that, Bobby hangs up the phone.

He looks over at Isabeau, who is still sleeping peacefully at the desk, "I'm sorry, Izzy." He says aloud and walks back into the study.

A family of angels and demons; witches and elementals… Isabeau's family was complicated.

I'm back! Sorry for the long wait. I was packing for college and also packing to move into my new house, plus just dealing with medical stuff all at once. But, I am back and I am currently up at college. I'm in my junior year! I technically have one more year but I'm taking an extra semester because of my double minor along with my major.

Also I have a very full schedule this semester; I'm taking six classes, four of which are art classes and two academic. But I'm also making up for last semester so I'm technically taking eight classes at the moment, so they only time I'll be able to update is on the weekends. I'm striving to get one episode (two chapters) out per week, hopefully two episodes (four chapters), if I can do it.

So sorry, for only one or two updates a week, I really want to get season 2 done so I can start on season 3. But, here's a little filler chapter, I will hopefully post "Roadkill" and possibly "Heart" this weekend.

Feedback is my motivation.

Hope you all enjoyed!