The Witch, The Psychic, and The Winchesters

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Chapter Nine

o.0.o Jessica POV o.0.o

It took a lot of convincing, but I managed.

Dean had left me after I told him I might be pregnant. He just took off in the Impala, heading to God knows where. And I was just left standing there in the rain. So Alex and Sam came to get me in the Camero. I just got in the passenger's seat and didn't say anything.

"Jess," Alex started.

"I don't want to talk about it," I snapped. I was being mean, but I was hurt.

She nodded and started to pull out.

"He's at the bar on the side of town. Bring me there," I said.

"Jess, I don't think-"

"Now. Or I'll drive."

Alex nodded reluctantly and headed toward the bar.

I was reading her mind and could tell she was worried about me and what I was going to do. Sam was the same way. But I wasn't going to say anything.

Alex pulled into the bar's parking lot after about five minutes and I got out before she had completely parked. Alex locked the car and both of them ran after me, but it was too late. I was already inside.

I scanned the room for him and spotted him sitting at the bar, a beer in hand. I ran toward him and noticed some blonde bimbo looking lady hitting on him. She was way too old for him and wore clothes that were way too tight. I used my abilities to see if he cared about her – he didn't.

I grabbed his arm and turned him around a little harshly.

His eyes met mine as the blonde said, "Hey! I was talking to him first!"

"He got me pregnant," I said simply, never taking my eyes off him. His eyes didn't falter either.

"We need to talk," I said and grabbed his hand. I started to pull him out the door, but was stopped by Alex.

"Jess, calm down. Just," she begged me but was cut off when I said, "Alex. Move or I'll give you a headache that never ends."

She took my threat seriously and moved out of our way next to Sam.

Dean didn't say anything as he was dragged toward the back of the building – hopefully no one would find us there. But if we got a little loud in our fight… well, at least someone would find his body.

Once we were behind the building, I dropped Dean's hand and turned to face him, "Why the hell did you run?"

o.0.o Alex POV o.0.o

Once Jess and Dean were outside, Sam and I started to walk toward the bar.

I grabbed the first seat and he got the one next to me.

"What'll it be," the bartender asked.

"Hurricane for me," I said. I needed something on the stronger side today.

He nodded and turned to Sam.

"Water," Sam answered.

The bartender walked away and started to make our drinks.

"Designated driver," I asked Sam.

"You didn't seem interested," he replied.

I smiled. Sam was always thinking ahead.

"Want to show me how to play pool," I asked, gesturing to some pool tables. I gave him a small smirkish smile.

He nodded and I grabbed my hand as we headed over to an empty pool table. I grabbed one of the sticks and handed him the other one.

"Where do we start," I asked as he started to put the balls in that little triangle thingy.

He came around and showed me how to lean down and get ready to shoot.

"Like this," I asked as I mimicked him and purposely messed up.

"No," he said and wrapped his arms around me to show me how.

He carefully helped me shoot but none of the balls went in.

"My turn," he said with a bit of glee. He got ready to aim when I decided that I wanted a little payback for his purposely messing up my shot. Just as he was about to shot, I goosed him and he jumped, screwing up his shot.

"Alex," he scolded, hiding a smile.

I laughed a little and mimicked him, "My turn!"

He rolled his eyes and let me take a good shot. I got one in.

"Your turn again," Sam said as he watch me take another shot and miss.

He held back a smile as he got one in. Then another. And another. Until the there was only one left.

"No way," I said as I watched him take the last shot. He got it in.

"So what did I win," he asked as he walked over to me.

"A kiss," I said and gave him a peck on the cheek.

He smiled as we walked back toward our drinks, "That's it?"

"Your brother is starting to wear off on you," I laughed.

He sighed and agreed, "Yeah, I know."

o.0.o Dean POV o.0.o

I wasn't mad at Jess. I think she was mad at me for leaving her. Hell, I'm mad at me for leaving her.

So, I tried to explain myself, "Jess, I didn't mean to I-"

"Didn't mean to? Dean, not meaning to is when you accidentally bump into someone. You meant to leave."

She caught me. I did, but it was more of an 'I-needed-to-think' type thing rather then an 'I-don't-love-you-anymore' thing.

"I already knew that," she said, reading my thoughts.

"But why," she asked, "What's there to think about? We'll have to get rid of it – if I am even knocked up."

"You're not sure?"

"I told you that. But you were too focused on 'she might be' rather then 'let's see if she is'."

"But aren't you psychic? Don't you just know?"

"Not with myself. For other people, yeah. But I'm just like you when it comes to knowing things about myself."

That didn't occur to me. Ooops.

I sighed and thought of something, "Get rid of it? Why would you want to get rid of it?"

"We're hunters now, Dean. Not parents."

"I would've kept it."

She smiled a little, "We don't even know if it's there."

I nodded a little, "Worry about it later?"

"Sounds good," she replied.

"You know: I'm sorry I left you, right," I asked.

"Yeah. I know."

I gave her a small smile before reaching down and lightly kissing her. "Made up," I asked.

"Definitely."

She gave me another small kiss before she pulled away and said, "Maybe we should go find Alex and Sam."

I nodded reluctantly and we went inside.

Lucky we got in there when we did. Otherwise, some bikers might have seriously messed Sam up from the way they were looking at him flirt with Alex by showing her how to play pool. For some reason, I don't think Alex was really paying attention to the lesson.

o.0.o Sam POV o.0.o

Alex had asked me to help her work on her game until she got it right after she had downed her drink. I agreed.

We started back toward the pool table we were at before and I handed her a stick. I grabbed one for myself and turned to find her setting up the balls.

I looked over her shoulder at the motorcycle dudes that seemed to be checking her out.

One of them muttered something to his buddies and they all laughed. That's when he started toward Alex.

I quickly went around the side of the table and straddled her hips so she faced me.

The alcohol's effects must have started because her words slurred as she said them, "Nothing. What's up with you?"

"Just making sure you're okay," I responded.

She smiled and I leaned down to kiss her gently.

I knew the alcohol had taken a big effect when she turned that little kiss into something just short of a make-out session.

I pulled away, "Maybe it should wait till' later."

It's not that I wouldn't have made-out with her. It was just that she was drunk, people were watching, and some creepy looking men were checking her out.

She agreed and went back to the game when I noticed Dean and Jess walking over toward us.

"Hey," Dean said.

"Hey," I replied, "Everything better?"

"Yeah," Jess said, "What's up with her?"

"Hurricane," I answered.

Jess smiled before saying, "Dean, I think we need to get you out of here."

"Why," Dean asked. But it was too late. Alex had already stomped over. She was way mad.

"I can't believe you! You left her in the pouring rain! She might be pregnant with your baby," Alex started to scream, "What is wrong with you, you son-"

"Alex," Jess calmed her down, "Its okay. We fixed everything."

Alex looked a little taken back, but nodded.

"I think we should take her home," Jess said.

"I don't think she wants to leave," I commented as Alex started to walk toward the bar.

"Too bad," Jess said as she concentrated on Alex.

Within a few seconds, Alex turned around and came up to me, saying, "I want to go back to the hotel."

When we got to the hotel, I changed Alex into one of my t-shirts and laid her on the bed. I changed before lying down next to her. She would have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.