PLAYTHINGS

Evie's POV

'…now that you're 16 weeks pregnant….hear baby's heartbeat again…feeling baby kick could happen starting this week…another cool fact baby's starting to be able to hear your voice and they'll recognize it at birth…' my eyes widened as I read from one of these ridiculous baby books that Sam had gotten me but I'll admit in the last month of being hauled up in Peoria, Illinois while they searched for this Ava girl left me nothing to do aside from reading since Dean was once again being an overprotective a-hole which was a tiny bit justified given the bandage still wrapped around my leg and the doctor's visit he'd dragged me to, to check on the baby but everything was fine.

"…yeah…okay" I heard Sam still talking on the phone with Ellen but looked up when Dean walked in having went on a coffee run. "Thanks Ellen" he hung up and I looked back down at the book avoiding looking at Dean too long since we still weren't on the best page lately and I was still injured so I couldn't exactly insist on going anywhere not that I wanted to much anymore but that didn't mean I was willing to forgive him yet and such forth have had the bed for the entire month we'd been in Peoria while he slept either on the floor or couch without any protest surprisingly like he was actually willingly giving me space which was a tad concerning from Dean since before now no matter how bad the fight he wouldn't give me space and silence about it this long.

"What'd she have to say?" Dean asked walking further into the room dropping his keys on a table juggling three coffee cups in his hands.

"Uh she got nothing, me I've been checking every database I can think of, Federal, state and local" Sam replied as Dean walked over towards me putting one of the coffee's on the bedside table that read 'Hot Chocolate' and I managed a small smile at him since he was taking note lately given hot chocolates were my craving for the week and I ordered one whenever one of us did the coffee run but he got one this time without even asking. "No one's heard anything about Ava, she just…into thin air, you know" I looked up over the top of my book feeling bad for Sam since I could tell he felt guilty about this girl even though none of it was his fault and we still had no idea what really happened to her. "What about you?" he added as Dean handed him his coffee.

"No, same as before" Dean replied shaking his head. "Sorry man"

"Yeah" Sam sighed and I looked back down reading more from the book. '…might be able to tell sex at next doctor's visit…'

"Huh" I mumbled to myself with a smile on my face and looked up when I felt eyes on me and they were both looking at me. "Sorry" I apologized looking back down then closed the book and grabbed the hot chocolate pulling the top off still feeling one set of eyes on me and out of the corner of my eyes saw Dean watching me.

"Ellen did have one thing, uh a hotel in Cornwall Connecticut tow freak accidents in the past three weeks" Sam continued and I looked up not seeing the relevance to this girl we'd been looking for the past month.

"Yeah what's that got to do with Ava?" Dean asked as if reading my mind.

"It's a job, I mean a lady drowned in the bathtub then a few days ago a guy falls down the stairs head turns a complete 180" I recoiled my face up at that. "Which isn't exactly normal, you know?" Sam added towards Dean who couldn't seem any less interested in what he was saying as he came over towards the bed I was sitting on and pulled off his jacket. "I don't know Dean it might be nothing but I told Ellen we'd think about checking it out"

"You did?" Dean asked with a small tone of surprise and I knew why, Sam had been the one insisting we stayed here as long as we have to look for this Ava girl.

"Yeah" Sam agreed nodding right as Dean sat down on the other side of the bed and I instinctively moved hissing a little as I jostled my leg ignoring a knowing look from Dean who heard it before he looked back towards Sam and they just stared at each other filling the room with an awkward tension. "You seem surprised" Sam finally spoke up.

"Well yeah it's just you know…not the patented Sam Winchester way, is it?" Dean asked him.

"What way is that?" Sam asked with a coy smile.

"Just figured after Ava there'd be…you know more angst and droopy music and staring out the rainy windows" Dean replied and Sam just looked at him. "Yeah I'll shut up now" I smiled shaking my head at them before it fell when Dean moved putting his feet up on the bed leaning against the head board next to me.

"Look I'm the one who told her to go back home, now her fiancé's dead and some demons taken her off to gods know where, you know?" Sam argued walking over and sat on his bed opposite us. "We've been looking for a month now and we got nothing, so I'm not giving up on her but I'm not gonna let other people die either, we gotta save as many people as we can" he added looking right at Dean and Dean at him completely ignoring me in the middle making me feel even worse because I really was just an inconvenience to them especially now I'm pregnant.

"Wow that attitude is just way too healthy for me, I'm officially uncomfortable now thank you" Dean said and I rolled my eyes since that wasn't what was uncomfortable. "Alright call Ellen tell her we'll take it" he added surprising me since that was too easy, usually it would take both Sam and I ganging up on him to take a job he hadn't found himself…other point on how I wasn't needed anymore.

Sam got up and grabbed his phone looking back at us before he said something about calling from outside and he left leaving me and Dean sitting side by side on the bed in an awkward silence as I picked the book back up again and tried to read again but found myself reading the same sentence over and over especially as I felt his eyes on me.

"So what's new?" he suddenly asked and I turned confused. "You haven't put that thing down in weeks"

"So?" I snapped at him.

"So what's new, what've you been reading about?"

"Do you actually care?" I snapped at him again and his face tightened up with a scowl.

"It is my child as well, I'd like to know what's going on just as much as you do" my sour mood softened a bit as I sighed.

"I could start feeling kicks in the next few weeks" I told him and saw the scowl start turning into a smile which warmed my heart because despite us not on a good note right now he did care I knew that but caring and what I actually needed from him was two very different things. "It can also start to hear voices and learn to recognize them at birth"

"It can hear us?" he asked and I looked up slowly nodding my head. "Anything else?"

"It's possible to know the sex with an ultrasound depending on how the baby is sitting during the exam, that's pretty much it at this stage" I shrugged not looking up at him.

"Evie-" Dean sighed but Sam chose that moment to walk in making us both look up like we'd been caught doing something and he must have seen it cause he looked over at Dean seemingly apologetic but neither of them said anything as Dean stood and they started packing up so I followed suit.

"It's 15 hours to Cornwall" Sam said on his phone planning out the route and checking road closures.

"Add another 8, we're dropping Eve at Bobby's" my head snapped up towards Dean at these words.

"Say what now?" I asked him glaring at him.

"Don't argue your in no shape to hunt-"

"Or be any use to you right?" I snapped angrily standing up ignoring the dull ache in my leg, it had mostly healed and I'd even gotten rid of the stitches but it was still a little painful every now and then especially if I'd been sitting down for some time which is why it was hurting now.

"That's not what I said"

"No but it's what you meant, you such an-"

"Enough!" Sam suddenly yelled making us both turn to look at him. "You guys seriously have to get over yourselves" I frowned almost glaring at him too since this was mostly his fault, if he hadn't of taken off then Dean and I wouldn't be fighting like…I don't know what but still. "She's coming Dean, you don't think straight when she's not with us-"

"No she's not!" Dean yelled at him so I just rolled my eyes and went over to my bag throwing my stuff in messily then sat down and pulled on my shoes listening to them go back and forth just shaking my head at the both of them thinking they could make decisions for me, once I had my shoes on and pulled a jacket out of my bag pulling it on before I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door which seemed to catch their attention as they stopped arguing. "Hey, hey!" I ignored him walking out towards the Impala with Dean following me out. "Your not coming"

"Fine Sam and I will go without you" I snapped him.

"Yeah how?" he asked smugly but it fell when I pulled his keys out that I'd grabbed and unlocked the boot throwing my bag into it.

"Coming Sammy!" I called to him and Sam came out with a smile on his face with his bag over his shoulder putting into the boot with mine before we both turned to Dean. "You've lost this one Dean so accept it, don't except it but either way you don't make decisions for me" I crossed my arms over my chest challenging him to argue with me but he just shook his head walking back inside.

"I'll go check out" Sam laughed as I smiled through my victory nodding at him as he left for the office and I climbed into the back seat.

A few minutes later Dean came out of the room closing the door all but an inch angrily stomping over to the car throwing his bag into the boot before getting into the driver's seat taking the keys as I dangled them in his view without looking back at me once before Sam was done and climbed into the front and Dean pulled out onto the road and we were off.

When we arrived at the hotel and got out I stared up at it since it was more of a house then a hotel, when Sam had said hotel I was expecting some high rise building with luxurious rooms with bubble bathtubs but I doubt I'd get any luxury in this place and frankly the place was giving me the creeps.

"Dude this is sweet" Dean called out and I looked up at him quirking my eyebrow. "We never get to work jobs like this"

"Like what?" Sam asked putting his backpack on after getting it out of the back and I grabbed my small duffel pulling it out of Dean's grasp when he tried to take it and glared at him to which he just shook his head and grabbed his own.

"Old school haunted houses you know, fog, secret passages, sissy British accents" Sam and I scoffed shaking our heads at him. "Might even run into Fred and Daphne while we're inside…mm Daphne love her!" I rolled my eyes knowing he was trying to get a rise out of me given he turned to look at me with a smile but I ignored him.

"Hey wait a sec" Sam called out stopping us as we were just about to go inside. "I'm not so sure 'haunted' is the problem"

"What do you mean?" I asked walking back down a step towards him as he approached a vase on the porch.

"You see this pattern here?" he asked pointing at a cross craved into it.

"It's a quincunx, a five-spot" I told him and he nodded as Dean looked at us.

"Five-spot?" he asked and I knew he had no idea what we were talking about.

"Yeah" Sam agreed with him.

"That's used for Hoodoo spell work, isn't it?" Dean added and I looked back since maybe he did know what we were talking about for once.

"Right, yeah you fill this thing with blood weed you got a powerful charm to ward of enemies" Sam nodded.

"Yeah but I don't see any blood weed" I pointed out looking around at all the pots and none of them had blood weed in them.

"Don't you think this place is a little too uh…white meat for Hoodoo?" Dean asked looking up at the house.

"Maybe" Sam shrugged then they headed inside but I stopped realizing I'd forgotten my book in the car and I wasn't being forced to stay in the room no doubt without it.

"Crap" I cursed and turned to head back to the back.

"What?" Sam asked.

"I forgot my book, I'll catch up with you guys can I have the keys" I held out my hand towards Dean, he fished them out of his pocket and threw them towards me which I caught with ease then left them to get us a room while I raced back and got my book of the front seat before locking the car once again and rushed to catch up and walked in seeing the boys already being served by a lady at a check-in desk.

"…let me guess, you guys are here antiquing?" she asked them seemingly appraising Dean.

"How'd you know?" Dean asked going with that since sometimes the best cover was the one other people made up for us.

"You just look the type" she replied and I turned to Dean wondering how the hell he looked the antique type. "So uh…king sized bed?" she asked and I immediately understood, once again they were getting called gay and it was hilarious.

"What no!" Sam immediately exclaimed. "No uh…were…two singles, we're just brothers"

"Yeah and my girlfriend is out…oh right here" he turned and saw me in the doorway, my heart warmed hearing him call me his girlfriend, I walked over to them and his arm immediately came to wrap around my waist.

"Oh…oh I'm so sorry" she apologized.

"What did you mean that we looked the type?" Dean pressed and she looked up stuttering for a way to reply.

"You know speaking of antiques you have a really interesting urn on the front porch" Sam cut in to diffuse the awkward situation while Dean looked disappointed that she hadn't answered his question which was enough to make me want to laugh again but I reached down and grabbed his hand squeezing it. "Where'd you get that?"

"I have no idea, it's been there forever" she replied smiling at him. "Here you go Mr Mahoggoff" he handed Dean back his credit card then rang the old fashioned hotel bell. "You'll be staying in room 237" she reached back grabbing a key then held it out towards Dean.

"Okay" Dean said taking it from her.

"Sherwin, could you show these gentleman and the lady to their room" she added and we turned seeing an old man behind us looking every bit the creepy bell boy you'd expect in a place like this.

"Let me guess, antiquers?" okay seriously people they weren't gay, he took Dean's bag despite Dean protesting and started leading us up the stairs practically dragging the bag behind him.

"I could give you a hand with that bag" Dean said nervous for his belongings.

"No I got it" he insisted.

"Oh-kay" Dean replied looking down at me as I just shrugged.

"So the hotel is closing up huh?" Sam asked him.

"Yep, Miss Susan tried to make a go of it but the guests just don't come like they used to" I bit back a scoff since I couldn't imagine why nobody came here. "Still it's a damn shame"

"Oh yeah?" Sam pressed digging for background on this place.

"It may not look it anymore but this place was a palace, two different vice-presidents laid their heads on our pillows" how long ago was that. "My parents worked here, I practically grew up here I'm gonna miss it, here's your room" he unlocked a door and Sam and I headed inside. "You're not going to cheap out of me, are you boy?" I looked back seeing him holding his hand out for a tip as Dean stood there before he pulled out his wallet as I laughed claiming one of the beds throwing my bag down before taking a seat ignoring the way it sank in the middle since I needed to sit down after climbing up those stairs had tweaked my leg and it was throbbing.

I laid back closing my eyes seeing Sam had gotten straight to work per usual and heard Dean close the door before I heard his footsteps coming towards me before something hit the bed next to me and I opened my eyes seeing his jacket and him walking away towards a dress that was pinned on the wall, it looked like a wedding dress and it was beyond weird to have in a guest room which explained a lot about this place.

"What the…"

"What?" Sam asked him looking up from the papers in his hand.

"That's normal, why the hell would anyone stay here?" Dean pointed up at the dress before looking around at all the other random junk they had littered around the room. "I'm amazed they kept in business this long" I nodded as I sat up rubbing a hand over where I knew my bandage was feeling pain.

"Alright victim number one, Joan Edison 43 years old, a realtor-" I laughed a little as Dean sat on the other bed and it sank dramatically making him jump out of his skin not expecting it. "Handling the sale of the hotel and victim number two was Larry Williams moving some stuff out to Goodwill"

"Well there's a connection, they're both tied up in shutting the place down" Dean replied.

"Yeah maybe somebody here doesn't want to leave and they're using Hoodoo to fight back" Sam agreed.

"Who do you think our witch doctor is?" Dean asked as I stood and went into the bathroom shutting the door all but an inch so I could still hear then pulled off my jeans and unwrapped the bandage getting a look at the graze, it was healing correctly so I re-wrapped it before pulling my jeans back on then turned on the facet to wash my hands. "That Susan lady?"

"No it doesn't seem likely" I heard Sam reply. "I mean she's the one selling"

"So what then, Sherwin?"

"I don't know" Sam replied hesitantly and I had to agree although he seemed like he would be the type I couldn't picture it but then we have been wrong before.

"Of course, the most troubling question is why do these people assume we're gay?" Dean asked and I chuckled again.

"Well you are kind of butch, probably think your overcompensating" Sam replied and I walked back out.

"Definitely overcompensating" I remarked leaning against the doorway seeing Dean turn towards with an offended look.

"Mm-hmm, right" he smiled eventually. "Yet I got you pregnant" my smirk turned into a glare before he stood. "Lets go scope the place out, Evie stay here"

"Why?" I asked him not bothering pushing off the doorway crossing my arms at him.

"Because your hurting, you think I don't notice you trying to keep your weight of your leg there" I frowned looking down seeing I was avoiding putting too much pressure on my injured leg.

"Fine" I spat walking over to the bed and sat down again before laying back once again.

"We'll be back soon"

"Whatever" I mumbled picking up my book and flipped to the last page I'd read.

Dean's POV

Sam and I left once again leaving Evie mad at me but what else was new lately, I've tried to apologize at least thirty times but she was not in the forgiving mood and I don't think she ever will forgive me for what I said and I wouldn't blame her.

"Hey" Sam called out stopping just as we were about to go downstairs. "Look at that, more Hoodoo" he picked up a vase and on the inside was that five-spot thing again, I looked up and saw a room stating private so I guest that was Susan's room and knocked and it didn't take long before the door opened with her on the other side.

"Hi there"

"Hi, everything okay with your room?"

"Yeah, yeah everything's great my girlfriends actually resting" she nodded with a smile.

"Good, yeah I noticed she was pregnant so she'll need plenty of rest and please tell her congratulations for me and of course you too" I smiled offering her a nod.

"Thank you" I stated and she nodded.

"Well I was just in the middle of packing, so…" she replied and when I looked back I saw a shelf full of dolls.

"Hey are those antique dolls?" she turned looking back at them. "Because this one, this one he's got a major doll collection back home, don't you?" I turned to Sam with a smirk and he turned to me annoyed.

"Big time" he agreed enough to make me want to laugh.

"Big time" I smiled turning back to Susan. "Yeah you think he could…well we could come in and take a look?" I asked her.

"I don't know" she said.

"Please" I begged since it'd save us break in later. "I mean he loves them, he's not gonna tell you this but he's always dressing them up in tiny outfits and you'd make his day, she would" I turned back to Sam seeing him glaring at me again.

"It's true" he agreed again.

"Okay, come on in" she smiled opening the door more letting us go in.

"Alright, alright" I clapped Sammy's shoulder as he glared back at me one last time before we went inside and I looked around seeing that the shelf wasn't the only surface with dolls they were everywhere and I mean everywhere it was actually kind of creepy. "Wow this is a lot of dolls and they're nice you know, they're not super creepy at all"

"I suppose they are a little creepy" Susan laughed. "But they've been in the family forever lot of sentimental value"

"What is this?" Sam asked pointing at a large doll house. "The hotel?"

"That's right, exact replica custom built" Susan agreed as Sam walked around it before he bent down and picked something up.

"His head got twisted around" he held up a doll that had it's head on backwards. "What happened to it?"

"Tyler probably" she shrugged.

"Mommy!" a young girl said coming into the room. "Maggie's being mean"

"Tyler tell her I said to be nice, okay" Susan replied smiling down at her.

"Hey Tyler, I see you broke your doll you want me to fix it?" Sam asked her.

"I didn't break it, I found it like that" Tyler argued walking towards him.

"Oh well uh…maybe Maggie did it"

"No neither of us did it" the little girl protested. "Grandma would get mad if we broke them"

"Tyler she wouldn't get mad" Susan argued patting her daughter's head.

"Grandma?" I asked stepping towards them.

"Grandma Rose, these were all her toys" the little girl replied.

"Oh really, where is Grandma Rose now?"

"Up in her room"

"You know I'd really love to talk to Rose about her incredible dolls-" Sam began.

"No" Susan cut in off. "I mean I'm afraid that's impossible, my mothers been very sick and she's not taking any visitors" with that we thanked her and left.

"Well what do you think, Dolls, Hoodoo?" I asked as soon as we were back out in the hallway walking back towards our room. "Mysterious shut-in Grandma?"

"Well dolls are used in all kind of Voodoo and Hoodoo like curses and binding spells and-"

"And maybe we found our witch doctor, alright I'll go see what I can dig up on Booming Granny, you fill Evie in and get online check out old orbits, freak accidents that sort of thing see if she's wacked anybody before"

"Right" he nodded.

"Don't go surfing for porn, that's not the kind of whacking I mean especially with my girl in the room" I called back to him as I walked away leaving him to head into the room.

Evie's POV

"There's been another one" I suddenly heard Dean say and bolted upright in bed knocking the book off my head surprised as I blinked not realizing I'd fallen asleep. "Some guy just hung himself in his room" I looked out the window seeing it was dark, how long had I been asleep.

"Yeah I saw" Sam mumbled and I looked over at him seeing him sitting in a chair looking strange.

"We gotta figure this out and fast, what'd you's find on the Granny?" I was so lost and drowsy still, I hadn't been sleeping well lately whether that was the baby or the situation with Dean, either way I wasn't sleeping and it was showing since I have no idea what was going on.

"You're bossy" Sam suddenly said and my head snapped back over to him as did Dean, he looked almost wasted which was so unlike Sam.

"What?" Dean asked him.

"Your bossy" Sam repeated throwing his arms out. "And short" he laughed making me smile since he was definitely wasted.

"Are you drunk?" Dean asked him.

"Yeah so?" Sam shrugged and Dean looked over at the small mini bar as Sam muttered "Stupid"

"Dude what are you thinking, we're working a case" Dean scolded him and I scoffed since he ought to talk.

"That guy who hung himself…I couldn't save him" wow okay drunk Sam was an emotional roller coaster.

"What are you talking about, you didn't know you couldn't have done anything" Dean argued.

"That's an excuse Dean" Sam snapped tearing up. "I should have found a way to save him, I should have saved Ava too"

"Yeah well you can't save everyone, even you said that" Dean argued again as I stood and went over to Sam.

"No Dean you don't understand alright!" Sam exclaimed hitting his hand on the table. "The more people I save the more I can change"

"Change what?" Dean and I both asked him.

"My Destiny!" he yelled at us and I shook my head since he wasn't making any sense.

"Alright time for bed, come on sasquatch" I told him and pulled him up pushing him towards one of the bed's.

"I need you's to watch out for me" he kept on saying.

"We always do" Dean said coming over to help since Sam was practically dead weight.

"No, no, no you have to watch me out for me" he persisted stopping our attempts at getting him into bed. "Alright and if I ever turn into something that I'm not you have to kill me"

"Sam" Dean sighed not wanting to talk about this anymore than I did.

"Dean, dad told you to do it, you have to!" he exclaimed stopping us again pushing our hands off him.

"Yeah well Dad's an ass!" Dean shot back at him and I looked up at him. "He never should've said anything I mean you don't do that, you don't lay that crap on your kids"

"No he was right to say it, who knows what I might become even now everyone around me dies!"

"Well we're not dying Sammy" I soothed him. "And neither are you, now come on sit down" I pushed him down and he actually sat on the bed.

"No, no" he grabbed my arm stopping me from pushing him down any further. "You guys are the only ones that can do it, promise…please" I shook my head feeling the tears start in my own eyes.

"Don't ask that of us Sammy" I told him pushing on his shoulders to get him to lie down but he was fighting us.

"Dean please, you have to promise me" Sam argued staring straight up and Dean looked like he was gonna argued again but the look in Sam's eyes made him pause.

"I promise" Dean finally said and I sighed nodding my head as well but I hoped it never came to it and it seemed to finally relax Sam.

"Thanks" he breathed out then grabbed Dean's face between his hands. "Thank you" he repeated and Dean had, had enough and forcibly pushed Sam's hands off his face and down to the bed as I helped get Sam's legs up and slipped off his shoes before helping him under the blankets as he turned onto his stomach and hugged the pillow to his face passing out instantly.

I turned towards Dean seeing he'd taken a seat on my bed and was running a hand over his face looking sullen so I sat next to him and took his hand giving it a comforting squeeze and he turned towards me so I moved my hand up brushing it over his cheek feeling the prickly stubble since he hadn't shaved in a few days.

"If you need to take a breather I'll watch him" I told him and he nodded putting his hand over mine on his cheek leaning further into it before he sighed and stood walking out without another word leaving me alone in the room with passed out Sam. "What are you trying to do to him Sam, he's barely holding it together about your dad's stupid ass" I whispered towards Sam but he was out cold and I knew he'd be there till morning with a massive hangover when he woke up. "Oh baby this family is fallen apart out here" my hands fell to my stomach running my hand over it. "I'm gonna figure this out I'm gonna fix all this before your born, that's my promise to you babycakes" I smiled realizing I'd subconsciously used my dad's nickname for me for my baby.

I sighed laying back on my bed kicking off my shoes and climbed under the blankets facing Sam so I could follow through on my promise to Dean and watch him but soon found myself dozing blinking my eyes every few seconds as I fought against it but lost the battle.

I don't know how long it was later but I opened my eyes letting them adjust to the darkness for a few seconds seeing it was still dark outside but what had woken me up was Dean coming back heading towards one of the chairs with a blanket and spare pillow making me frown since there wasn't much of a couch for him to sleep on.

"Dean" I called quietly and he looked up.

"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you" I shook my head.

"It's okay" I sat up looking at him as he looked at me. "You won't sleep on that thing"

"I'll manage" he pressed sitting down on it.

"Dean come on, you need proper sleep" I laid back down but didn't let my eyes leave him as he hesitated for a second. "I'm serious Dean please" he watched me looking for something and must have found it cause he nodded slipping out of his jeans leaving him in his boxers and T-shirt and I moved over letting him climb into the bed beside me with us on either sides of the bed but the dip in the middle was making it uncomfortable for such a small bed.

"God these mattresses are horrible" he muttered shuffling trying to find a comfortable position and I laughed looking up at him.

"Can't be any worse than that one in New Orleans" I told him and he chuckled with me.

"True but at least we made the best out of that situation" my smile dropped instantly knowing what he meant, the middle had sunk so much that we had no choice but cuddle up with me practically lying on top of him which led to some pretty mind blowing sex, he turned onto his side so we were facing each other and I sighed looking up into his eyes in the dark letting everything flood to mind from the last month and the promise to my baby came back, I had to forgive him for our baby's sake since they deserved to come into the world with parents who were united and loved each other.

"Dean" I called since his eyes were closed and I didn't know if he was asleep yet.

"Mm" he moaned without opening his eyes but he was awake.

"I'm sorry" I told him and his eyes snapped open.

"What?" he asked and I rolled my eyes since he'd had to of heard me.

"You heard me Dean, I'm sorry"

"For what?" he asked sounding confused.

"For the past month"

"Evie why should you be apologizing for that"

"Because I've been holding a grudge over something so trivial and stupid and that's not what I want to bring this baby into it" my hand fell to rest over my bump, it was definitely protruding out now that strangers would no doubt know I was pregnant.

"Evie you have nothing to be sorry for, I was the ass who said something in anger that hurt you even though I knew how much you worry that you don't fit with us anymore, I never should have said it but I was scared"

"I know that" I told him reaching my hand up to cup his cheek. "Sam is your brother and you've had to look after him practically your whole life so I can't keep blaming you for what you said in a moment of panic"

"I've meant what I said every time I told you that I need you Evie, you and this baby are everything to me and the past month has…I don't know what I'd do with you" I nodded leaning up pressing my lips to his.

"I know Dean because I couldn't do any of this without you, you are my heart and soul and this past month even though it his been all my doing it's been hell being with you but not actually being with you it hurts so damn much to an unhealthy level but I don't care" he smiled cupping my cheeks with a nod before he crashed his lips down on mine again pressing into me more pushing me onto my back so he was almost hovering over me.

"You've got all of me, I belong to you Eve…my heart is yours it always has been" I smiled and felt tears rolling down my face that he reached up and wiped away. "You're my everything Evie"

"You're my everything Dean" I put my hand up around the back of his head and pulled him down to meet my lips again. "I love you so much" I whispered against them before we kissed slow, deep and passionate that it made me cry in pure happiness because I'd missed him so damn much that I wasn't lying when I said it hurt, my heart felt literally empty without him.

I was rudely waken up the next morning by dry reaching and looked up seeing Sam's bed was empty and Dean wasn't beside me, after we talked we made out until I'd literally passed out mid kiss and that was the last thing I remembered.

"Sam, you okay?" I called out trying not to laugh knowing it could only be him in the bathroom.

"Yeah" he replied back before dry heaving again right as the door opened and Dean walked in practically laughing when he realised where Sam was too.

"How you feeling Sammy?" he asked taking off his jacket laughing. "I guess mixing whisky and Jager wasn't such a gangbuster idea was it?" he asked and I rolled my eyes getting up pulling my bag closer to look for a change of clothes. "I'll bet you don't remember a thing from last night, do you?" Dean asked throwing his jacket on the edge of my bed meeting my eyes with a wicked smile on his face.

"Argh I can still taste the Tequila" Sam groaned and Dean nodded, I wondered if that was why he'd agreed to Sam last night because he wouldn't remember it.

"You know there's a really good hangover remedy, it's uh…it's a greasy pork sandwich served in a dirty ashtray"

"Oh I hate you" Sam groaned again and in the mirror that faced the bathroom I saw him go to hover over the toilet bowl again.

"I know you do" Dean smiled as I shook my head at him with a smile, he just couldn't help himself but I had to admit the situation was hilarious since when did we ever get to see Sammy this irresponsible and hungover enough to tease him. "Hey turns out when Grandma Rose was a tyke she had a Creole nanny who wore a Hoodoo necklace" Dean added walking over to the bathroom door and recoiled at the smell that was no doubt coming from there so I decided to stay well enough away.

"So you think she taught Rose Hoodoo?"

"Yes I do" Dean nodded.

"Alright" Sam said standing figuring he was done and walked to the door. "I think it's time we talk to Rose"

"Whew you need to brush your teeth first" Dean told him and Sam just shrugged walking back into the bathroom to freshen up. "Hey baby" I turned seeing Dean walking towards me and I smiled leaning up to kiss him which he kissed me in return. "How's the nugget?" he asked putting his hands on my stomach.

"Hungry" I told him and he laughed.

"Good thing I went out and got some bagels with Hot Chocolate" he reached down onto the bed where he'd left a brown paper bag and held it up towards me.

"Did you get chocolate bagels?" I asked hungrily grabbing it off him looking inside.

"Yep and I even got some fruit ones for Sammy"

"Mm I love you" I mumbled stuffing a chocolate bagel into my mouth.

"Thanks"

"I was talking to the bagel" I shot back with a smirk and he just laughed at me as I sat down and enjoyed my chocolate bagels in peace along with my hot chocolate while we waited for Sam and Dean even tried taking some to which I nearly bit his finger off.

"Are you really trying to steal from a pregnant girl Dean?" Sam asked coming out of the bathroom all freshly showered and teeth brushed looking decent again.

"I brought you some of those fruit ones you like" Dean told him and Sam looked like he just ate something sour at the thought of eating but he grabbed one knowing he was better off with something in his stomach which was his mistake last night.

"So I guess I'm stuck in here while you two interrogate this Grandma Rose person?" I asked them through a mouthful of food.

"Nah why don't you come along" Sam suggested and I looked over at Dean waiting to see if he'd argue but he was watching Sam with a smile.

"Sure it should be a quick one anyway" Dean agreed surprising me but I wasn't gonna argue and quickly grabbed some clothes heading into the bathroom and got dressed quickly.

We left the room walking down the hall towards a door that read private and Sam called out as he knocked but no one answered he asked us if it was clear and Dean surveyed the halls before murmuring an okay and Sam made quick work of picking the lock as we walked in with Dean quickly closing the door but my eyes went around the room taking in all the dolls.

"You guys weren't kidding" I mumbled before shaking a little, their eyes bore into you and it was like they were looking into your very soul. "They're creepy" I added and Dean smiled down at me before leading the way up the stairs through a room to our left then walked down a hall on the upstairs private quarters seeing a light from one of the doors.

Dean pushed the door open listening to it squeak from clear lack of use or just the old factor and we saw a grey haired woman sitting in a wheelchair in the center of the room looking right out the window which had rain pouring down the glass panes.

"Mrs Thompson?" Sam asked as we slowly walked towards her but she didn't move or do anything to say she heard him. "Mrs Thompson?" he called again as we walked around to face her. "Rose?" when we were finally in front of her eyes were looking at us. "Hi Mrs Thompson were not here to hurt you, it's okay" Sam told her before giving us a look and I understood since something about her just seemed…I don't know off. "Rose?" he asked and she finally made a noise but it wasn't right. "Hey" we looked up at Sam and he motioned us away so we followed stopping near the door. "This woman's had a stroke"

"Yeah but Hoodoo's hands-on, you gotta mix herbs and chant, build an alter" Dean replied and I nodded.

"So it can't be Rose" I concluded.

"Maybe it's not even Hoodoo" Sam added as we all looked back at Rose.

"You know she could be faking" Dean argued but I knew that wasn't true there was no way she was faking.

"Yeah what do you want to do poke her with a stick?" I asked sarcastically and Dean actually nodded making me slap his arm. "Your not gonna poke her with a stick Dean"

"What the hell!" we suddenly heard and turned around seeing Susan at the door looking at us mortified. "What are you doing in here?" she asked walking towards her mother and the boy's stuttered for an answer talking over themselves making this situation even worse for us. "Look at her she's scared out of her wits, I want you out of my hotel in two minutes or I'm calling the cops" yeah we didn't need to be told twice and quickly left retrieving our bags getting into the Impala and Dean drove off with her watching us from the porch the whole time.

We didn't leave though since the job wasn't done and they were all still in danger so Dean parked down the street and we got out going back around the back through the expansive gardens spying from the shadows like true stalkers but seemed we were justifiable given it didn't take long before Susan was the one being attacked as the playground equipment suddenly started moving on their own and as she walked over to inspect them her car suddenly came to life and sped towards her but Sam was quick on the draw and ran across the lawn pulling her out of the way just in time with Dean and I jogging up quickly.

"Come on, come on lets get inside, lets go come on" Dean said worriedly helping Susan to her feet and I held out a hand for Sam helping him up most of the way before we quickly went inside leading Susan towards the bar.

"Whisky" she said eying the bar.

"Sure, I know the feeling" Sam agreed heading towards the bar to get her the much needed whisky while she took a seat at one of the tables still breathing shakily.

"What the hell happened out there?" she asked us.

"You want the truth?" Dean asked looking down at her.

"Of course" she said so Dean and I shared a look before nodding.

"Well at first we thought it was some sort of a Hoodoo curse but that out there" he pointed outside.

"That was definitely a spirit" I added before he could right as Sam came over handing her the glass.

"You're insane" she said denying it like they all do.

"Yeah it's been said" I shrugged looking up at Dean with a smile.

"Look I'm sorry Susan, we don't exactly have time to ease you into this" Sam added as she threw back the drink in one go. "But we need to know when your mother had the stroke"

"Well what does that have to do with-"

"Just answer the question" Sam cut her protest off.

"Uh…about a month ago" she finally replied.

"Right before the killings began" Sam smiled then looked at me and Dean. "See, what if Rose was working Hoodoo but not to hurt anyone, to protect them?"

"She was using the five-spot urns to ward off the spirit" Dean nodded as that made a lot more sense.

"Right till she had her stroke and she couldn't anymore" Sam added as Susan shook her head at us clearly not believing us.

"I don't believe this" she spoke aloud.

"Listen sister that car didn't try to run you down by itself okay…I mean I guess it did technically but the spirit can…forget it" Dean stuttered figuring explaining was just gonna take too long and Sam bent down to be eye level with her.

"Just believe what you want but fact is you and your family are in danger, alright you need to clear everybody out of here, your employee's, your mother, your daughters, everyone" Sam told her and she looked up with tears falling down her face but she looked confused.

"Um…I only have one daughter" she said and I saw the look of confusion flash past the boy's faces.

"One?" Sam asked her.

"I thought Tyler had a sister named Maggie" Dean added and Susan looked between them like we were meant to know something.

"Maggie's imaginary" Susan said and Sam looked up at us with the same knowing look that I bet was on our faces as well.

"Where's Tyler?" I asked looking down at Susan.

We quickly all rushed up the stairs to the playroom but I had a feeling something was already going on since the house just seemed too quiet and it was proven when Susan opened the playroom door calling out for Tyler but our eyes all dropped to the shattered dolls on the ground.

"Oh my god, Tyler" Susan said before rushing through the private quarters while we checked all the closets just in case. "She's not here!" Susan exclaimed coming back into the playroom frantic and I definitely couldn't blame her but we needed her to focus.

"Susan, tell us what you know about Maggie" I told her.

"Um not much, Tyler's been talking about her since mom got sick"

"Okay, did you ever know anyone by that name?" Sam asked her.

"Uh no"

"Think, think" Dean pressed her. "I mean somebody that could have lived here might have passed away" he continued and a knowing look suddenly crossed her face.

"My god, my Mom had a sister named Margaret she barely spoke about her"

"Did Margaret happen to die here when she was a kid?" Sam asked her.

"She drowned in the pool" she told us and we all looked up at each other.

"Come on" Dean said quickly leading the way downstairs out the back door running towards the pool house but I was not as fit and found myself barely able to keep up with them catching up just when the girl fell from the balcony around the pool straight down. "Is there another entrance?" Dean asked Susan.

"Around back" she told him and they took off telling us to keep working at getting these ones open but it was taking too long and that little girl was drowning, I turned and saw an urn nearby so I ran towards it yanking the plant out of it.

"Sam move!" I exclaimed and he turned back quickly moving when he saw what I was about to do and I used it to smash against the glass but no matter how hard I hit the glass it wasn't breaking even when Sam joined in the other urn. "God damnit!" I exclaimed pulling it back even further before smashing it against the glass and it shattered this time. "Sam go!" I told him moving out of the way and he wasted no time slipping through the hole jumping over the banister down into the pool below while I ran around to the other entrance to meet him down there getting there just as Dean kicked the door in.

We ran inside seeing Sam with Tyler in his arms walking towards the edge of the pool but she was unconscious already and I couldn't help feeling like my heart weighed ten times heavier since we've been in this situation before with Lucas almost a year ago but this felt worse especially when I looked at the horror on Susan's face unable to stop myself thinking that what if this was my child but Tyler suddenly coughed spluttering the water out of her lungs and I let go of the breath I didn't even know I'd been holding.

"Oh my god, thank god" Susan said pulling her daughter close right as I felt Dean's hand close around mine squeezing it making me turn towards him seeing him looking at me with the same fear I had felt reflected in his eyes making me question whether he'd felt the same as I had in that moment thinking about our own child.

"Mommy" the littler girl cried out with fear lacing the very word.

"Yeah baby I'm here" Susan replied pulling her even closer.

"Tyler, do you see Maggie anywhere?" Sam asked her and Tyler looked around.

"No she's gone" Tyler answered in the angelic little voice while Sam turned to look at Dean and I as we looked at him wondering where the hell she went since there was no way this was over.

A couple minutes later we were back in the motel in the upstairs playroom waiting for Susan to get her mother clutching Tyler to her side probably fearing letting her go even for a minute and I could sympathize that fearing for my child in this situation even before their even born and that thought made my hand drop to my stomach feeling the bump underneath my hand reassuring me that it was okay.

"I don't get it, did Maggie just stop?" Dean asked us.

"Seems like it" Sam replied shrugging.

"Well where the hell did she go?" Dean asked again but before we could answer him we heard Susan's scream and ran up the stairs into Rose's room seeing her eyes wide open completely still in her chair head to the side, Susan quickly led Tyler out of the room as we all deflated with understanding…Rose was dead.

I don't know how long it was before the paramedics arrived and carted away Rose into a coroners van while I waited near the Impala too emotional to be of any help to the boys but I saw them watching before they turned to Susan speaking with her on the steps before they followed both Susan and Tyler to a taxi.

I looked down my hands still resting on my bump unable to stop my rapid thoughts about the life inside me, I know I'd asked myself what life I could give this child with the hunting lifestyle but this brought it all back with the added amount of fear because I had a feeling that Dean and I needed to have a serious talk and that thought alone was enough to make me dread it because I knew what Dean's decision would be and I knew in the end I was just gonna get hurt.

"Feels good to get back into the saddle, doesn't it?" I heard Dean say as the approached and looked up.

"Yeah…yeah it does" Sam agreed making me want to frown deeper but I forced a smile onto my face especially as Dean wrapped an arm around my waist and suddenly kissed my forehead putting his other hand right over mine on my bump. "But it doesn't change what we discussed last night" Sam suddenly added making both Dean and I look up.

"We talked about a lot of things last night" Dean replied playing coy probably praying Sam wasn't talking about the thing we both hoped he'd forgotten.

"You know what I mean" Sam argued and I sighed looking down.

"You were wasted" Dean protested again.

"But you weren't, neither of you were and you's promised" Sam pointed out looking right at us across the Impala roof while Dean and I just stared back not saying a word even though I wanted to but when Dean remained silent Sam opened the door and got in leaving Dean to turn to me with a look so I reached out touching his arm giving him a look that said we'll talk later if he wanted to and he seemed to read it perfectly nodding his head before he climbed into the drivers seat with me getting into the back as usual.

As Dean pulled away from the hotel I was forced back into my thoughts wondering how I was even going to broach the subject of the life we were truly forcing this child into with Dean not wanting to get my head bitten off again especially after what Sam had thrown on us and now that Dean and I were finally back on the same page again so I didn't want to rock the boat yet again and ruin everything but I had to think about this baby above my own selfish feelings.