The Witch, The Psychic, and The Winchesters

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I have to thank everyone for reviewing and PMing me! I have gotten so many ideas from you guys:) I have to thank Middleageslover for helping me out with ideas. The story is dedicated to her. :) I have to thank sPaRkLiNG-dIaMoND34 for letting me bounce ideas off of her! And thank you to everyone who has the story on their alerts and/or favorites but doesn't review. Yes, I see you out there! Included in that is the people who don't have accounts but read anyway:)
I will be making a sequel. The real question is when. Most likely I'll create it the same day I upload the last chapter of this (which is far in the future). Since I uploaded a new chapter each day for the past three days, give me like two or three days to write a new one and post. But, knowing me, it'll most likely be two days. Lol. Or less.
And the curveball I was talking about a little while ago, is in this chapter. I think you'll find it interesting. But it keeps the story going for another ten chapters or so... So, yeah. Lol.
Thanks for all the feedback!

As for all the people who want to rip Dean's head off or started to call him a SOB - I have to give it to you guys: you like to protect your girls. Lol. There's a reason for everything. Remember that. Especially in like the last chapter. :)
And for all the people who were gasping that Jess didn't want the baby - It's not that she didn't. It's that she kinda figured you're a hunter or a parent. No in-between. But like I said before: there's a reason for everything. :)

Chapter Ten

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

The next morning, I woke up and found a little note on the nightstand. I picked it up and read it.

It was from Dean. He said he was going to stop at the store real quick and pick something up. When he got back, we should be ready to leave. He had already told Sam.

I sighed. I guess semi-normal had to end sometime. I walked over to my bag and changed. I started to pack my stuff once I was fully dress but was interrupted when Dean came in, holding a small bag.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," I replied, "What'd you get?"

"Something for you," he answered and handed me the bag.

Dean wasn't smiling; otherwise, I would have thought it was something good. Something he wanted to give me. I opened the bag and saw a pregnancy test. I looked up at him, but he had already turned around to finish packing his bags.

"Dean," I said quietly.

"What," he asked.

"Last night, I know you feel bad, but it isn't your fault. I would have tried to go think too. And you're going to be a great dad – if we are having a baby."

Dean turned around to face me. I almost cowered in fear at the look in his eyes. "I kill things," he said, "I shouldn't-"

"They don't deserve to live. They kill people. You do the world a favor, Dean."

He looked away, shook his head, and simply said, "Just take the test."

I was kind of annoyed at him trying to avoid me and being a little nasty, but did as he told. I waited the five minutes for the test to give a reading.

By now, Dean was sitting on the edge of the bed, in his own thoughts and I was lying on our bed, thinking about his pain and how to ease it.

I heard my timer go off. It made him jump, but I simply got up and walked toward the bathroom. I stopped when I heard him say, "Jess?"

"Yeah," I asked, still facing the bathroom.

"Do you want a kid?"

"If it happens, it does."

I turned around to look at Dean. He wasn't looking at me, so I went over to him and sat on the edge of the bed by him.

"You're Dad is coming back. I don't know what for, but he is," I said.

"How do you know?"

"I just read his mind. He's in Missouri somewhere."

Dean looked up at me, "You're sure?"

I nodded, "And he doesn't think you're a killer. I don't, Sam doesn't, Alex doesn't. Hell, we kill them too."

He gave me a small smile before reaching in and kissing me gently, "Thanks."

"You're welcome," I muttered against his lips.

I gently pushed his chest back and said, "The test is done."

"Ready," he asked.

"Definitely."

I walked into the bathroom and he followed. Before I looked at the answer, I squeezed his hand. It read no. I let out a small sigh of relief.

"No," I said, "We're not pregnant."

He kissed the top of my head. I could tell he was okay with it.

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

I had to admit, almost being the product of a freaky biker had its downs. When I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache and found Sam staring at me.

"What's wrong," I asked.

"Are you okay," he asked, not even answering my question.

"Dandy," I responded.

"Alex," he scolded.

I climbed out of the bed and sighed, "Fine."

I noticed all our bags were packed and Sam had already laid an outfit for me, so I asked, "Are we leaving?"

I turned and found Sam nodding.

I sighed again and grabbed my clothes before heading toward the bathroom to change and cast a spell to rid me of a wicked hangover. When I emerged fully dressed a few minutes later, Sam was standing at the door, waiting for me.

"Father," I joked as I shoved my dirty clothes in their bag, "Are you stalking me?"

"How's your hangover?"

"Sam," I said and turned to him, "I'm fine. Believe me, I am."

He nodded before grabbing his bags and starting toward the door.

"I know you're worried, but… I don't need a father. I need a boyfriend. Okay? That whole thing with the drinking and the bikers checking me out and stuff… no big deal," I said.

"Okay."

I walked toward him and gave him a big hug. He returned it.

During the next half hour, we got all our stuff and put it in the cars. Dean and Jess would take the Impala, Sam and I would take the Camero.

It had been like four hours since we had left Kansas. My legs were itching for a break.

"Could we please pull over and take a break," I begged Sam.

He laughed a little at me, "Run it by them."

He nodded to the Impala that was driving in front of us.

"Fine," I sighed and pulled out my cell phone. I dialed Jess' number but didn't get an answer. I dialed Dean and got no answer. Checking to see if it was my phone, I dialed Sam's number. It rang.

Sam picked up his phone, "Hello?"

"Hi, Sam," I said.

He looked at me and rolled his eyes as he pocketed his phone.

"They didn't answer," I said.

"Why not? They're right in front of us," he said as he gestured to their car.

"Maybe they're possessed and the demons don't know what a cell is," I suggested.

"Or maybe they're doing something we don't want to know about," Sam said. He had a point. After all, we couldn't see the outline of Jess' body.

"Gross," I said, "We are so never doing that."

Sam just laughed at me.

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

I could hear Jess' phone buzzing – it was on vibe. But I couldn't get to it.

About an hour back, Jess had fallen asleep lying on my coat. I didn't mind until her phone rang. I couldn't get to it, so I let the caller go to her voicemail. Then my phone rang. I tried to get it, but I couldn't – it was in my jacket which Jess was laying on.

I muttered a profanity under my breath.

Whatever. We only had two more miles to go then we were at our destination: Jefferson City, Missouri.

I wasn't sure why Sam and Alex were coming. They killed that thing, so why come with us? But I didn't ask – I didn't want them to leave.

As I pulled into the parking lot of yet another hotel, Jessica woke up.

"Hey," I said, "Nice cat nap?"

"Funny, elephant," she said and sat up.

I rolled my eyes at her and said, "I'm going to get our rooms."

She nodded and I got out of my car and started toward the front desk when Jess called after me, "Hey, Dean?"

"Yeah," I asked her and turned.

"Get rooms 13 and 16."

"Why?"

"Room 13 is haunted and if we stay in any other room then 16, we can hear the lovebirds in room 3."

I smirked at her psychic mind and continued in to get the rooms. When I came back out, the girls and Sam were talking by the Camero, bags at their sides.

"Here," I said as I tossed Sam a key, "Room 16." Sam nodded and caught the key.

"Where are we staying," Jess asked me – curious as to why I didn't take her advice.

"Room 3," I answered and gave her a cocky grin.

She rolled her eyes and slung her bag over her shoulder, "Meet up for dinner at five?"

Alex nodded before looking at the time, "What are we supposed to do for the next two hours?"

"Use your imagination," I said and grabbed my bags, walking behind Jess.

When we got in the hotel room, I laid down on the bed. A four hour drive wasn't that tiring, but having no one to talk to for like ever was.

"What are you doing," Jess asked as she tried to find something in her bag.

"Resting," I replied.

"The elephant is taking a nap?"

"Bite me," I replied to which I got a laugh.

"Come on. Let's go investigate that haunting," she said as she pulled a gun out of her bag. It was her favorite gun. The one that she had used to kill that ghost on the night we met. And hit me over the head.

"No way," I replied when I saw the gun, "Not with that gun."

"Why not? Betsy is my favorite," she whined as she sat next to me on the bed.

"Betsy? You named it," I sighed, "We have to get your IQ test done."

I shook my head as she whacked me in the chest with her gun.

"What'd I tell you," I said, "That thing is dangerous! I still have the bump from when you hit me with it."

She rolled her eyes, "Poor baby!"

"It hurt," I whined.

She rolled her eyes again before hopping off the bed and asking, "Are you coming or not?"

I couldn't just let her go by herself, so off we went.

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

After Jess and Dean took off toward their room, Alex and I shared a look.

"Come on," I said and picked up my bags. She grabbed hers and we walked to our room.

Once inside, I dropped my bags on the ground by the dresser and she did the same. I fell onto the bed, "I am so tired."

"Why," she asked as she laid down next to me.

"Have you seen what we did in the past week," I asked.

She laughed a little, "Yeah. A lot of good."

"It's tiring," I replied.

She climbed on top of me and straddled my hips with her legs, "Tiring? That's too bad. I thought we might use our imagination for the next two hours."

I laughed a little and pulled her head down toward mine while muttering, "Sounds good."

We kissed and she started to unbutton my shirt when there was a knock on the door.

She groaned and climbed off of me. As she went to open the door, I buttoned my shirt.

"Oh my God," I heard her say. I looked toward the door and there was my Dad. He was all bloodied up and had a slight limp as he walked inside with Alex's help.

She sat him down in a chair as I grabbed our first aid kit.

"Dad," I asked, "What happened?"

I started to look for the cause of his limp while Alex went to work on cleaning his face and arms up.

"The- the demon," he stuttered, "He's back."

I stopped working on him and looked up. I could tell my Dad was serious.

"What do you mean? We killed it!"

"That was his brother."

"But we freed Jess and all the other people! It was him," I yelled.

"He had been giving his brother the souls so his brother could live. We didn't kill him yet."

I was getting a headache. I found a knife wound in my Dad's leg and I started to fix it up.

Once he was okay, he announced, "I'm going to get a room. Tell Dean I'm here."

I nodded and watched as he walked out of the room.

When the door closed, Alex picked up her phone and dialed Jess' number. I heard her giving information about what had just happened.

I couldn't stand it. I was so worn from this ordeal that I just needed to rest. I curled up on the bed and just thought of everything that might have been if it really was the demon we killed.

Alex and I would have gotten married. We might have even had a kid. Bought a house, got a job. Made real friends that we could keep for longer then a gig.

Now none of that would happen. We would still be nomads searching for that demon. Searching for revenge.

A few seconds later, I felt Alex get on the other side of the bed and start to rub my back.

She was still there. Through it all.

"Its okay, Sam," she said, "We'll find it."

"I thought it was over," I replied quietly.

"I did too. But it's not."

"I want it to be over."

"I do too, Sam."


Ha! You all thought he was gone and we were done - until the sequel. Nope. Lol. Be ready for another battle and another something that I can't say. Lol. I want to give spoilers! Arg. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next one should be up soon!
P.S. I won't babble as much in the next one. Lol.