Un-expecting -3

Waiting games-Sam waits for a response from Paige.

Sam lay in the bed next to his brother, staring at the ceiling. When he was awake the ceiling wasn't so scary, but it was when he fell asleep the nightmares freaked him out. So know he knew he was going to fall asleep he rolled onto his side. It had been one day since he had sent the email to Paige and Sam was having a hard time keeping Dean off of the computer. Speaking of Dean Sam made him go and get some breakfast.

Sam woke up a few minutes later, it wasn't that he wasn't tried but the thought of Dean finding that email worried him. Sam eased out of the bed and walked over to the small desk sitting in the corner of the room. Sam opened the laptop and opened a file of where he downloaded the pictures of Mackenzie. Sam had to admit she was a cute kid and tried to imagine what she was like. He opened the picture of her smiling; she had Dean's smile all right.

Sam heard the door open and saw Dean's head poking threw " Hey, bro, what's so interesting that you can't come help me?"

Sam almost laughed when he took a long look at Dean. Dean's arms where filled with food and other things that they needed. He forgot about closing the file before going to help his brother. Dean looked at his little brother, he was up to something, and Sam was more wired than usual. Sam had jumped to help and he didn't complain about it either about how much crap he had just gotten.

The two ate their breakfast staring quietly into space, it was not necessary for conversation, and just being in the same area was enough. Sam snapped out of the trance first as he looked at the time.

" I'm going to take a shower before we met up with Mr. Ryan."

Dean only nodded; he was reading then newspaper then looked up at Sam " Hey can I check my email, while you are doing that?"

" Sure" Sam answered, already looking in his stuff for clean clothes. His head popped up and he walked over to the computer before Dean saw the pictures. Dean saw the haste as Sam went over to log himself off and lock up the files.

" Sam, got some weird porn over there, that you are hiding?" Dean joked.

Sam rolled his eyes and walked into the bathroom, he looked at his reflection in the mirror. He wondered if he was not making a very horrible mistake with this whole thing and Paige. He stripped off his clothes and realized he was looking a bit thin. AS he stepped underneath the steaming hot water let his mind unravel.

Dean on the other hand was more than curious as to why Sam was safeguarding files, if it was nothing. Dean cracked his knuckles before he began hacking into his brother's files. Dean thought he knew his brother pretty well, to crack the password but every time it backfired. Dean finally gave up and checked his email. An odd CC popped up, it was Sam's address, but it was to a PJ catering. Dean was going to ignore it because, it wasn't right to snoop, that was until he saw the rest of the e-mail RE Dean Winchester.

" What the fuck!" Dean said out loud and saw Sam come out of the bathroom.

Instead of being the man and just asking Sam about it, he read e-mail from Dixie.

" Nice mouth Dean, I'm sure it isn't as bad as all that". Sam stated as he slipped into his T-shirt and jeans. " Oh it may just be that bad. Dean remarked.

Sam 's head came up hitting the night table " Really, did the credit card people catch on to you yet?"

" Ha, ha Sam " was all Dean said to him. " Come on we have to go meet this guy" Dean added. Sam lifted up his things and grabbed his laptop on the way out.

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Dean was quiet through the whole interview with Mr. Ryan. Although he did agree to go out and see the cows, which Sam didn't quite understand. Dean had thought a demon dog was preying on the herd.

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Now it had been one day without Dean saying much, they got rid of the demon dog and were back at the hotel. Dean was in the shower singing very off key, which again wasn't like him; he had a set of cords. Sam always teased him that he was bad. Sam turned his attention back to the computer, he noticed that his email had been opened two days ago, the only message not read was from Paige. Then it sank in. dean must of gotten into his email, panic set in to his veins. He looked at the screen again; it hadn't been read yet. Sam took a very large breath then let it out; he pressed open and saw the response from Paige.

"Dear Sam,

I really am not sure, why you are telling me this. I knew a dean Winchester a long time ago. I am glad he is alive and well. I am just not sure that you telling me he is alive will make life nay easier that it has been.

Take care of him Sam, he is a good guy. I still do care about him but please leave it as is, for everyone's sake."

Sincerely, Paige Jax.

Sam's face fell a little as he read he emails. Okay next step is to get Dean to see this email. Sam heard the bathroom door open and a squeaky clean man walked out. Sam smiled sweetly at his brother.

" We have to talk."

Dean knew that look and it was never a good thing when Sam got like this. Dean finished drying his hair with a towel before walking over to where Sam was.

" Sam, we talk all the time ".

Sam shook his head "Yea but this time I've done you aren't going to like." Dean smirked " Like that is new?"

Sam motioned him over to the computer "seriously dean, there is something I want you to see." Dean had a feeling he knew what it was.

He threw down the towel and walked over to where Sam was sitting with the laptop. " Okay Sammy, what do you have?" Sam opened the photo files and opened a picture of Paige.

" Do you know her?" Sam asked quietly in Dean's ear. Dean tried to look away, but something kept pulling his eyes to her. " Yes." Came out even quieter. Sam sat down next to him and opened another file; it was one of the little girls.

Dean pulled back as if some one had hit him and Sam noticed. " Do you know who that is?"

" No, Sam I don't now why don't you tell me what the hell is going on" Dean snapped.

Sam cleared his throat before going any further. He even moved afoot away from Dean incase he may try to punch him. Dean noticed the distance between them " Sam, I'm not going to hurt you, I'm your brother and I love you. Just tell me."

Sam looked at the picture of the little girl then back to his older- more dangerous when pissed- off -by-his-younger- brother- brother.

" I think you were with that woman. I think that the little girl is your daughter." Sam told him. Dean waited for him to continue.

" So I emailed Paige and told her you were still alive and…" Dean stopped him " Wait, why did she think I was dead in the first place?"

" The shape-shifter deal" Sam answered. " Oh" was all Dean said.

Dean stood up " So for some reason, you stumbled onto Paige, who you believe I was with and that resulted in the little girl being my. my kid . So you emailed Paige to tell her I was alive. Because she thought I was dead? Is that the jest of it Sam?" Dean asked sounding a little more upset by the minute.

" Dean, I emailed her, yes but because I thought it was important. Yes I thought you would want to know." Sam defended himself. Dean was trying so hard not to get pissed off at his brother.

" What did she say Sam". Dean walked back to the computer. Sam let him read the email and once again that day, his eyes glaze over. At first Dean didn't want to acknowledge she would say anything like that, then he felt saddened that she never said if that girl was his daughter. Sam watched Dean, to see if he was going to freak out. Which he didn't, and that scared Sam. Dean got up and walked out of the door. Sam knew nothing he could do would calm Dean down.

Dean now knew what his father felt like when is mother died. He now understood the pain and heartache. He wasn't really mad at Sam; he would take care of Sam later. Yes there would be a fight and Sam would tell him that he loved Dean and he just wanted to help. Dean knew his brother loved him, but why didn't he just tell him.

Dean slid into the driver's seat of his car, pulled out his cell phone and stared at the phone list 'Paige' was his lighted, his thumb moved to the send button, but he never pressed it. He just started at it.

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Three hours away

Paige looked at the black screen. What had she just done she thought to herself. She went to the sent file and re-reads the email, now the guilt was starting to take over. The tears fell from her eyes as memories took over, flashes of naked flesh fusing together, electricity sizzling in the air and the explosion of release of both parties.

A creaking noise snapped Paige out of her despair. She looked towards the stairs. Wiping the tears off of her face. She slowly went up the stairs. She tried to calm herself down, if this spirit wanted to hurt her or max, it would have by now. Paige opened Mackenzie's door. The sun was shining very brightly. Paige looked over at the rocking chair, it was still moving slightly as Paige got closer.

Paige saw an image starting to appear Paige touched the arm of the chair. The image turned its head around. A very pretty woman was smiling at her, which startled Paige. Paige took a quick step back, tripping over a toy truck on the floor. She fell backwards hitting her head on Max.'s dresser. She turned her heads towards the rocker before passing out.

The image floated over to Paige and settled down next to her. The image touched her forehead before disappearing. when it heard another man's voice in the house.

" Paige? Paige are you here?" The man came up the stairs scaring the ghostly woman away completely. Jax stood in the door way, a gasp escaped his lips "Paige." He was on his knees next to her in the matter of seconds.

Think you know who that woman is place a guess with the button.