From the last chapter I got a lot of surprise and comments involving the word 'beautiful', it's something you expect more from Baby than Badass and certainly not from a storyline involving possession, inter-racial relationships, infanticide and incest therefore I am hugely flattered. Thanks

I have shaken the melancholy off and now that Dean has cleansed his new home and faced up to the mortality of his beloved wife we can move on and jump forwards. With that leap comes many changes so make sure no one's looking over your shoulder as you read!
The family get to grips with the communal spirit and are joined by a 'new' face, be warned, once welcomed into the Winchester fold you must be prepared to accept anything and have a very strong liver! Add Johnny, Bobby and Dylan into the fold and it's one big party! I went for the laughs in this chapter as it was needed and I love that no matter what happens in their lives they can still sit back and CHILL!

Oh, did I forget to mention, Sam's out of bed? Never fear, he's back and he's bad…he has a belt and he knows how to use it! As Ash would say…DAMN!!!! Whew...Baby makes me happy!
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Bonnie sat against her pillows in bed glancing up as the door opened and Dean walked in wearing a towel; he was fresh from the shower and looked like an Adonis. She lowered her bowl of oatmeal and just stared for a minute in appreciation as he went to the dresser and put on deodorant and hair gel humming a tune to himself.
He caught her eye in the mirror and raised an brow. "See somethin' you like?"

She smiled and he lapped it up. "Where do I start?"

He turned to the bed and sucked in his stomach muscles making them ripple as his pecs stood out in sharp relief, she pretended to faint and urged him on. "Take it off!"

His eyebrows shot up but who was he to argue? In the two weeks since she had been possessed the change in Bonnie was astounding, she was still ill but her spirit had come back with a vengeance and she had more energy than any of them had seen in months. The baby seemed more than happy not to fly the nest just yet and things had calmed down a lot. He didn't care how she came by this newfound vigour as long as it remained and he kept her how she was for as long as possible.

"You want the full monty?" Dean smirked and bobbed his head to a silent beat as his eyes locked on hers. "I love myself, I want you to love me…when I feel down I want you above me…"

Bonnie laughed at him as he knelt on the end of the bed.
"I don't want anybody else, when I think about you…I touch myself…" He sang gruffly as he whipped off the towel and swung it over his head throwing it at her.

She grabbed it and giggled into the fabric as he crawled forwards on his hands and knees stopping when he reached the bump running his hands down her bare thighs before bracing them either side of her to look down at her. Bonnie shivered and took his face in her hands scooching down on the bed under him. "Now that's what I call a great way to start the day."

Getting the green light to have his way with her Dean grinned lowering his mouth onto hers feeling better than he had in a long time. His family were all together under one gloriously spirit free roof, Cole's head had healed nicely, Bonnie was laughing again and Sam was finally getting out of bed. Life wasn't perfect but it was damn near to getting there.

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"How do you feel?" Brooke sat on the edge of the massive bed and looked at Sam with a smile.

It had been a long process getting him this far and he could have done without it but he felt a lot better now that he was more mobile. After a visit to the hospital to confirm that the fracture was on its' way to healing and a stop to rent some wheels he had made it home the previous day with a little more hope. Johnny and Bobby had been charged with keeping Dylan and Lily distracted by taking them to see the sights of Anchorage as Dean and Brooke helped Sam to adapt once more to another change in circumstance.

The morning had been arduous and he was glad that the house was quiet as everyone sensed the need to leave him to adjust in peace before returning to the house. Sam loved having them all around and he liked the rambling setting of their old house but having his brother and nephew carry him to the bathroom upstairs sucked. He guessed that he could deal as it wouldn't last forever but also wanted to be a bit more positive about things before he saw Dylan later that day.

Dean had disappeared to take his own shower and Cole had now gone out with his sister leaving Sam alone with Brooke in the large room they called home.

He cocked his head and shifted slightly in the wheelchair which was difficult as he still had to wear a brace under his clothes and even though it wasn't so rigid it wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world either. "I feel like someone turned back time."

"Good job Johnny isn't here to start singing Cher." She answered making him smile.

"How does it look?" He asked raising his eyebrows. He knew she didn't care but he was still worried about how Dylan would react.

"You look just the same."

"Come on…"

She shrugged. "I'm being honest, you've got nothing to be shy about."

Sam didn't really believe her and gave it a spin trying to get used to it all over again. "When can I start working out?" He said over his shoulder as she stood up.

"Give it a couple of days for your arms to get used to the added pressure then we'll go for it."

He looked at his already red hands. "I should get gloves it'll be a pain to try to get the calluses back."

"Sam?" She said quietly making him turn.

"Yeah?" He frowned at her expression wondering what she was hiding.

"I'm glad you're out of bed."

He searched her expression. "Me too."

"I think you can maybe manage a little exercise."

His eyes narrowed until he suddenly smiled and gave her a flash of pink dimples. "You've been dying for this moment all along haven't you?"

Brooke shrugged and moved her hands from around her back. She watched his expression carefully as she held the leather belt between them pulling at it quickly so that it made a loud snapping sound. "Does that make me sick?"

He nodded. "You're a twisted woman Brooke but I think that's exactly what I need right now."

She laughed and let go of the belt with her left hand flicking it with her right wrist so it shot out through the air. Sam caught the end of it in his fist and she pulled him slowly across the floor towards her with a wicked glint in her eyes.

When he got to Brooke he pulled her onto his lap so she could straddle him, her hips wiggling happily against his pelvis. "Hey, be gentle." He said jokingly as he looked into her eyes.

"Oh, you have nothing to worry about Baby I'll be doing all the gymnastics."

"We've aged a bit since the last time so make sure you don't throw anything out."

As if he had dared her he saw the acceptance of challenge in her eyes as she rested her feet on the wheels and leaned backwards in a deep arc to pop the breaks simultaneously. "Ha! I've still got it." She replied happily as she shifted slightly making him frown.

Sam huffed in surprise as he pulled her back up noting that in the seconds that she had been down there she had removed her shirt and pulled the band out of her hair which fanned out around her shoulders as she settled. He took a second to just look at her and wonder how she could have turned his mood so quickly and effectively.

"Who would have thought that between me and Dean I'd be the one to end up with such a kinky wife?"

"I guess you just lucked out Winchester."

Sam smiled and grabbed her hair in one hand pulling her face to his. They had been closer than ever over the last few weeks but he had missed this playful and sexy side of her and loved that she came roaring back to life when he most needed her to and despite all that she had seen him endure.
As she pulled off the rest of her clothes with a sense of urgency he hadn't seen in a long time Sam felt his confidence soar as Brooke pushed his doubts to one side and made him feel like a man again.

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Later that day Johnny's rental pulled up in the driveway and Dean looked up from his perch on the front steps to see Dylan jump out of the rear passenger side and run over full of energy as usual.

"Hey, you have a good day?" Dean put down the hammer he was holding and replaced it with a beer as he sat back resting one arm on his knee.

"We went to the zoo and saw polar bears!"

"Yeah? That's pretty cool, what else?"

"We saw a whale that was like this big…" His arms stretched wide and Dean laughed into the bottle. "…and a seal that did tricks too. Then we went to a museum that told us about native culture."

Dean raised his eyebrows. "Sounds educational, your Dad'll be happy 'bout that."

"I can't wait to tell him!" Dylan bounced up and down on the spot as Bobby wandered over looking shattered with Johnny following.

Dean laughed when he saw them. "You walked 'round like that all day? You make a really lovely couple."

Lily was wearing a pink fleecy babygrow that had teddy bear ears on the hood and was so thick with down that her arms and legs stuck out rigidly like a little doll. If that wasn't bad enough she was strapped to Johnny's chest staring out at Dean over a bright red button nose. He had to admit it looked pretty cute but it didn't gel with the man's cool designer clothes let alone the dishavalled and ornery Hunter beside him.

"I tell you what, if I was straight I would have scored more dates today than you Dean; this kid's a chick magnet, even Bobby could have gotten laid."

Dean looked at the old man. "You been reelin' in the babes again Bobby?"

"What can I say Dean if I knew kids were useful for somethin' I woulda had 'em years ago."

"You don't fool me for a minute." He replied.

"What are you doing?" Dylan asked him as though noticing the tools for the first time.

That lunchtime they had all talked about Dylan and decided to just be casual and make no big deal out of anything. "I'm building a ramp so your Dad can come outside."

"Is he up?!"

"Yeah and he can't wait to see you."

"I guess I'll go in then." He was slightly hesitant but Dean ignored it.

"Check there's no scarf on the door handle first."

"Why?"

"Ooh, that old college trick!" Johnny smiled.

Dean lifted an eyebrow at his nephew. "Well, now he's up and about he might want a bit of privacy every once in a while."

"Why?"

"To catalogue his collection of Beanie Babies, why d'ya think?"

"Oh God…" Dylan groaned as he dragged his feet up the steps. "Doesn't anything stop them? Why can't they be like normal parents and hate each other?"

"You're just unlucky I guess." Dean said to his back.

"Is Sam ok?" Bobby asked taking the beer from him throwing it down his neck.

"He was all broody this mornin' but he had a coupla hours alone with Brooke and whatever she did to him put a grin on his face."

"She's a lucky wench." Johnny muttered bitterly as he examined a mental picture in his head. "Well I better get Lily-Win here some milk before she starts being a prima donna."

Bobby rolled his eyes. "I swear he's got a one track mind."

"Nah, he just likes torturing us." Dean said as the front door closed.

"Ya know, in my day they were a little more discreet, now they got 'em marryin' and everythin'."

"Equality's a bitch ain't it?" Dean said with a smile as he stood up and threw his arm around him. "C'mon you old duffer let's go see our boy."

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Dylan knocked gingerly on his parents' door and heard his mother call out.

"Is it safe to come in?" He poked his head around.

"Yes, come in." There was amusement in her voice.

Dylan looked at her with a suspicious frown as she hopped off Sam's lap and pulled her tight sweater down over the top of her jeans. Her hair was messed up and her lips were pink as she smiled at him. "Did you have a nice time today?"

"Yeah…" He looked at his father and wondered if this was another diversionary tactic to stop him from noticing the pink elephant in the room. "Looks like I'm not the only one."

Sam smiled. "So?"

"What?" Dylan remained impassive.

"Do you notice anything different about me?"

"You parted your hair different."

Sam laughed. "Cute. So you're ok?"

"I've seen you sit down before Dad, chill."

Brooke rubbed the back of Sam's neck happy that everything was right with the world. "So tell us what you got up to?"

They were interrupted as Johnny rushed into the room. "I never thought I'd say this Brooke but get your tits out!" he handed Lily over and collapsed into an armchair with a grateful sigh. "It's hard work being a parent." He scanned Sam with appraising eyes. "I must say I always preferred you horizontal but lookin' good Samuel."

"Thanks."

"For what?" Dean asked walking in handing out the beers. "Another thinly veiled come on?"

"Something like that." Sam sighed in relief as he drank his first beer. "I need this."

Dean looked down at Brooke who was getting Lily out of her teddy bear get up. "That a lovebite?" He put a finger to her collarbone and when she looked down he chucked the end of her nose. "Ha! Made ya look."

"Asshole." She blushed.

"Where's Bonnie?" Johnny asked him.

"Watchin' a movie upstairs with Rita."

"Which one?"

"Some crappy old teen thing."

"John Hughes?"

"Nah he was cool…ya know, the one with that girly lookin' kid who plays basketball and keeps singing?" Dean shrugged propping his boots on the coffee table.

Johnny sat up with a start. "Not…High School Musical?!"

"That's the one; Hope got her the boxset." Dean made a face as Johnny hurdled his legs and ran from the room and up the stairs squealing loudly. "I'm coming!"

"Jesus Christ." Bobby muttered. "That guy's a lunatic."

Dean smirked. "Think he'll be gutted when he gets up there and finds out they're watchin' a birthing video?"

Sam laughed. "That's so cruel."

"I know."

They all sat quietly for a moment and listened to Johnny hurling abuse at the TV upstairs.

"Did you know that babies have almost as much body fat as seals? If we all went outside naked right now, Lily would outlive us all." Dylan told them informatively.

"Yeah, let's not try that Dyl but it's nice to know you learned something on your field trip." Sam said

"A springbok can jump twelve feet in the air when it's startled." He carried on.

"So can Johnny." Bobby said with a laugh. "This woman came up to him today and pinched his ass, funniest thing I saw in my life."

"Why did she pinch him?" Brooke questioned.

He pointed. "That baby's like Viagra for women. I swear there's a lot of desperate girls out there…see a man with a sprog and they go crazy." He twirled a finger around his temple.

"Why?"Dylan shuddered.

"Some women get broody kinda like hens." Brooke said. "And when they see a man they like with a baby it makes them go funny."

"That's just weird." He frowned.

Dean smiled. "God, I remember when the kids were little…" He whistled. "You don't need a pick up line when you have a baby."

"Not that you ever acted on it right?" Sam frowned.

"Nah, course not." Dean frowned when he thought that the next baby he would be holding would probably be as a single father but he put the image aside and drank it away.

The gravel in the driveway announced the arrival of the kids and a second later a cold blast of air hit them all. "Shut the damn door!" Bobby yelled.

"Well help us with the damn groceries then!" Hope yelled back.

Dean got up. "Don't cuss at your Grandfather." He told her in the hall.

"He taught me to swear in the first place."

Dean grabbed some bags from the truck and followed Cole who also had his arms full. "I'll give you a hand with that ramp tomorrow Dad, only a dirt bike could make that gradient."

"What's wrong with my ramp?" He asked kicking the door closed.

"Nothing if you want Sam to jump burning cars."

"Ya know, it's a depressing moment in a man's life when he realizes his kids are smarter than he is." Dean said walking into the kitchen.

"I thought you got over that when we were twelve?" Hope said pulling a face.

"You've got a big mouth." Dean retaliated as Johnny emerged still looking horrified at the video he had just seen.

"It can't be any bigger than that woman's vagina it was like a wizard's sleeve!" He shouted. "I need a drink!"

Dean laughed as Cole popped the lid on a beer leaning against a wooden counter. "Who's vagina?"

"Don't get excited Junior, it's just a horror movie your mom's watching. I don't know how anyone can be straight."

"Apart from me right?" Hope grinned.

"Amen sister!" He said giving her a high five.

"Will you two just tone it down a little?" Dean told them.

"What's eating you?" Hope asked.

"Nothin' but Sam's in a good mood and I don't want you to piss him off by talkin' about genitals in front of Dylan. He's trying to guard his innocence and keeps goin' on about sponges…" He shook his head and shrugged like he was none the wiser as he unpacked the food.

"Right, well who's cooking tonight?" Cole looked at them.

Dean groaned. "I can't ask Brooke again but I'm sick of beans…"

"Can't Grandma cook?" Hope was the only one who got to call her that but only in private.

"Yeah but every time she does one of her body parts falls in." Dean grimaced.

"Ah yes, the famous acrylic nail incident of 2010." Johnny nodded as he grabbed some beer.

"Yeah, and what about that time with those hair extensions?" Dean gagged. "Man that Christmas sucked."

"Beggars can't be choosers." Cole noted. "There're a lot of mouths to feed."

Dean was about to answer when the doorbell rang. They all froze as though doing a mental head count ensuring that everyone they knew was already in the house. They hadn't even known until then what it sounded like and it was loud as hell, Dean guessed it had to be with a house so huge. He suddenly grew serious. "You expecting anyone?" They all shrugged. "Stay here."

Dean walked through the hall and popped his head round Sam's door. "Any idea?" They were all clueless so Dean grabbed a gun to be safe and went to the door. It was a heavy wooden thing with no windows. He opened it a fraction frowned and then pulled it wide. "Hey Doc, what're you doin' here?"

"Does he belong to you?" She said ignoring the question as Nitro bolted past him and headed straight for the kitchen.

Dean grimaced and scratched his chin looking at Dr Vincent. "I forget we have a dog sometimes. Come in." He stepped back and she walked in looking around at the high ceilings and ornate woodwork.

"Wow, hell of a place you have here." She said as she put down her large bag and shrugged off her coat.

Dean took it from her and hung it up even though all of theirs were on the floor in a heap with the boots. "Yeah, we like it. So…?"

"I know we didn't have an appointment but I just thought I'd stop by and see how Bonnie is."

"She's good ya know…better." He smiled suddenly noticing how attractive she was. She raised her eyebrows expectantly and he came to his senses.

"It's ok!" He yelled suddenly to the others making her flinch. "It's just Bonnie's Doctor." Dean smiled back at her. "We don't get many visitors, follow me."

He took the stairs two at a time and paused at the top waiting for her to catch up.

"So she's feeling better?" She wasn't sure she believed him and he could tell but he wasn't about to inform her that he'd had sex with his wife just that morning or she might freak out and have him arrested.

"See for yourself." He knocked briefly on the door and held it open for her.

Bonnie was sat up in bed giggling with Rita about something and the two of them looked up in surprise when they saw her. "Hi." Bonnie said pausing the DVD. "We weren't expecting you."

The young Doctor did a slight double take and couldn't believe it was the same patient she had seen a couple of weeks before. "You look really good Bonnie."

Bonnie glanced at Dean who flexed a bicep behind the Doctor's back making her laugh. "I feel great."

"I'll leave you guys to it, you want coffee or anything?"

"No, I won't be long." She smiled as Dean closed the door and trotted back down the stairs.

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They were all back in Sam's room when the three women came down a little later Rita helped Bonnie to the bed where she sat with Brooke and Dean jumped up offering his seat to the visitor.

"Really, I should go...I just wanted to say, I don't know how but she's doing a lot better."

Dean could feel the small glimmer of hope he kept hidden inside him grow slightly in intensity. "We're no hospital but we do what we can. C'mon…" He took the bag from her and set it down. "You're off duty right? I'll get you a beer."

"I shouldn't."

"Doesn't mean you won't though, Dean's very persuasive." Johnny eyed her appreciatively as Dean went to get the drinks.

She looked around herself a little self-consciously as she sat down, she had met most of them at the hospital but it felt awkward to have so many people watching her.

"Dean forgets introductions sometimes 'cos he was raised in a sty." Bobby said. "I'm Bobby or Grandpa, Dean's brother Sam, Bonnie's kids Cole and Hope and then our resident village idiot Johnny."

"Christina or Chris." She held a hand to her chest and smiled at them deciding to go for the safe option when trying to keep the conversation going. "How's Lily doing?"

Brooke smiled. "Hungry…she's getting big. You want to hold her?"

"Do you mind?" She sat forwards thankful of the distraction as she took the baby and held her on the knee supporting her gently. "She's so beautiful."

Sam watched her with interest; she couldn't have been more than twenty eight and was pretty damn attractive. Her naturally blonde hair was tied up loosely and she was in casual clothes but her flawless skin and deep blue eyes would always get her noticed and even Lily seemed mesmerised. Her face moved closer to the baby's and she muttered something. Sam tilted his head as Lily put a little hand to her lips.

"You're a little angel aren't you?" She spoke into the tiny palm. "And you know it…"
When she looked up they were all staring at her, even Dean who had all the bottles in his hands froze in the doorway. She flushed and lifted her face "At this age babies become more aware of their surroundings and follow you with their eyes. Her brain's already telling her something's going on and she wants to be involved." She lifted Lily slightly. "She responds to vibrations right?"

"Yeah." Sam said.

She stood up and took the baby to Sam. "It's not just the movement that calms her, its how she'll learn. Here…" Sam held Lily and Chris placed the baby's palm on his throat, they were all slightly surprised it stayed there when she let go. "See? She wants to hear what you're saying."

"Oh my God, you mean she could pick things up just from my vocal chords?"

"Sure." She stood up straight and took a beer from Dean. "If she starts early and with enough work then she'll be able to talk just like any one of us."

"Get her something stronger than beer Dean, the woman's a Goddess." Johnny said in awe.

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They had convinced Chris to stay for dinner but so far no one had bothered to prepare anything as they chilled out in the large room listening to music and talking.

"Is this what you guys do all the time?" She asked.

"When we're not becoming stars on YouTube you mean?" Dean laughed as he hugged Bonnie on the bed.

"I mean, it's a genius idea…a little seventies when you think about it but why don't more people live like this?"

"Everyone was off their gourds in the seventies." Bobby said. "Communal life back then usually ended in mass suicide or kiddie fiddling."

"Whose bright idea was it to have Patch Adams move in?" Johnny shouted.

"I was fightin' a war back then not wavin' my dick around at Woodstock."

"Woah! I think you've had enough Grandpa." Cole said. "Maybe you should lay off the beer."

"Ya know that's a great idea." Dean said sitting up with a smirk. "I'll get the whiskey."

"Dean, no!" Sam tried but he was already out of the door.

"Hey, Lady Margarita." Johnny said to Bonnie's mother. "Let's mix some cocktails."

"I love your gay ass."

"That's what they all say after a few drinks." He said giggling as they both disappeared to the kitchen.

"Someone needs to get food." Sam said. "This is going to descend into chaos."

"I'll call for pizza." Cole got up and went in search of the phone book.

"So what do you normally do for fun?" Bonnie asked her Doctor. "You don't make house calls all the time right?"

Christina pulled at the clip in her hair and Brooke watched Sam's face closely as it fell in waves but he was still focused on Lily. "Actually I just moved back here, I don't know many people."

"Who needs to know people?" Dean passed her a chipped mug half filled with malt whiskey. "You know us now."

She laughed and took a sip. "Wow this is some nice stuff…"

"So you grew up here?" Brooke asked.

"Yeah, but I went to school down South."

"What like Mexico?" Dean threw out.

"No, Chicago's the deep South to us. I went to Harvard."

"Small world, Johnny too and Han…you met him right?"

"Yeah, huh…"

"So you have family here?" Hope got over her initial misgivings and warmed to her.

"Some but no real friends yet, people always think hospitals are a hotbed of sexual intrigue."

"Not unless Dean's living there." Bonnie told her.

"It's all a lie." She said slumping back in the seat.

"You should go out with the kids one night, they'll show you a good time." Dean shrugged. "You need to live a little, you can't always be up to your elbows in placenta."

"Dean!" Sam said.

"I know what placenta is." Dylan told his Dad as he connected an IPod to the stereo they had bought with some insurance money. "In some cultures they eat it after the birth, it's meant to have special powers."

"You should have said cuz…you want me to call Dominoes and order extra placenta for your pizza?" Cole laughed into his beer.

"It's bullshit, there ain't no powers in placenta." Bobby said.

"Grandma used to say there were." Johnny informed him as he sipped his drink.

"Either way I'd love a night out but aren't you guys a little young?" She looked at the twins who stared at her like she was mad.

Dean chuckled. "They've been here a coupla weeks and I'm bettin' Hope knows most of the doormen in town and Cole has a tip on every gig, open mic and stripper within a fifty mile radius."

She frowned and looked at the whiskey. "And you're ok with that?"

"Winchesters mature quickly."

"Speak for your own kids Dean." Sam told him.

'He's adopted'. Dean mouthed pointing at his brother who scowled.

"Oh, I love this song!" Chris said suddenly as Dylan turned the volume up.

Dean frowned at the stereo as Heart came on singing 'Alone'. He turned to Bonnie and she got a faceful of beer breath. "She likes power ballads."

"In your dreams Dean, I'm not dead yet."

He smiled and pulled her close. "No contest but I dig the jealous vibe."

"Till now I always got by on my own, I never really cared until I met you…And now it chills me to the bone, how do I get you alone?" Their visitor sang to herself as the whiskey flowed.

Johnny whispered to Hope conspiratorially as they watched the woman. "So gorgeous and intelligent yet ultimately really quite pathetic."

"You know…" Chris said. "I have my ten year high school reunion coming up. You ever been to one of those?"

"A High School? I tried to avoid it wherever possible." Dean answered.

She laughed. "Reunion..." She hiccupped. "What am I gonna tell them?"

"That you're a kick ass Doctor who went to Harvard might be a good opener."

"Look at me." She gestured to herself.

"Trust me sugar we are." Johnny said.

"All those years in school and for what?"

"Is she on drugs?" Dylan asked his Dad.

"She's drunk." He whispered.

"Is she going to start a fight?"

"No that's just Uncle Dean…she'll probably just cry and spend the night in the spare room."

"Oh."

"Were you the geek in High School?" Brooke suddenly felt enormous sympathy towards the girl.

"Geek? The Geeks kicked my ass, I needed a bodyguard for my pocket protector!"She shouted.

"I really like this chick." Dean told his wife.

"Rita, you got any uppers on you?" Bobby asked desperately.

"I don't have anything that'll help this girl."

The doorbell rang again and the music changed. "Pizza!" Dylan yelled as he ran for the door.

"Wait!" Cole got up and ran after him to get to the door first. "Hey midget, don't answer."

"It's the pizza man."

"You don't know that, you always check first."
Dylan rolled his eyes as Cole opened the door keeping one hand on the gun in his waistband. He took the pizza's and handed them to Dylan who stuck out his tongue. "Go take those inside Smartass." He said kicking his butt gently with a foot.

"How much?"

"Ninety two seventy five. Call it an even hundred."

"What? That's extortion!"

"Dude, I don't make up the prices. You havin' a party or somethin'?"

"No."

"Sweet house, they say it's haunted." He peered inside nervously.

Cole counted out some notes and could feel his sister's presence behind him. "You got a twenty?" He asked her.

She dug in her tight jeans and handed him a note. He slapped the cash in the kids hand and he stared at it.

"What about a tip?"

Hope lifted up her shirt and kicked the door shut in his stunned face.
"What?!" She said to her brother as she turned on her heel.

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"You know when we were kids we all used to think this place was haunted." Christina said as she wiped cheese from her chin.

"Shocking." Johnny exclaimed in mock astonishment that had Sam shaking his head.

"Like I said…I wasn't too popular at school."

Bonnie shrugged at them as they waited for the rest of the story. "Did you ever come here?"

She giggled. "It was empty for a long time."

Still waiting for an explanation Dean put down his slice. "Kids can be mean right?"

She laughed to herself. "Yeah, they er…tied me up in the cellar one Halloween."

Everything stopped dead in the room as they exchanged glances. "What happened?" He frowned.

"I screamed for a while but no one came, then I must have fainted…had a weird dream about an old man. I don't believe in ghosts." She shrugged picking up the mug and taking another sip of whiskey.

Johnny hated silence. "Well I believe that I speak for everyone here when I say; awkward."

"Not funny Dude." Dean felt sick. "Ya know, I think you should stay here tonight Chris, there's a spare bed in Hope's room."

"I couldn't…"

"Sure…it's fine." Hope said. "And you're right, there are no ghosts in this house, it's all bull."

"You're so nice." She said sleepily.

"Cole…do the honours." Dean nodded at her.

Cole put his food down and got up wiping his greasy hands on his jeans before picking his mother's gynaecologist up and carrying her up the stairs followed by his sister.

"I don't know about you guys but I really like her." Johnny said. "I think you and your uterus are in safe hands Bonita."

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