Hey! You've all been a little quiet in the run up to Xmas but I get it because things are the same here. Anyway I vowed to myself that this would be done by the New Year so I could start writing a book (arghhh!) anyway, who knows what will come of it (Can't let Meyer and Rowling take all the cash!) but this epic is winding down…there are only a few more chaps after this, and although things are going to be resolved there will be a heart-stopping finale that will prove once and for all that the Winchester's reign supreme.
This chap deals mainly with Dean and Bonnie and I had intended to write it over a couple of days but was having so much fun I went for it.
Bonnie's back and she's slightly different, in a good way. All the feelings are the same but she's getting to act on them now.
One of you asked the question I asked myself about her accent and you'll find out soon enough. Also, how's she going to tell Dean? That was the big quandary when I came up with this a couple of months ago. In the end I decided it had to be a private moment but it doesn't mean I can't have fun with it.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy and like I said we will see more of Logan and Lily later but for now…relish naked gun-toting Dean.

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"You think you should go and check on her, she's been in there forever?" Cole turned to look at the bathroom door and continued to pace.

"She just got a new body, give her a chance to get used to it and wash the pond scum out of her hair." Hope said as she ran nervous hands through her own. Bonnie had been in shock when they brought her back but apart from hugs she had retreated silently dazed to the en suite and still hadn't come out.

Suddenly the bathroom door opened and they both looked up as Bonnie stood framed by steam. "This is so weird." She did a double take.

Hope stared at her brother. "Well that's unexpected."

"Our Mom's English." He stared back wide eyed. "I'm suddenly glad we didn't go with the Cuban."

"Holy crap." Bonnie coughed pressing a hand to her throat as her words didn't gel with the crisp accent. "Your Dad's gonna…going to freak."

"Maybe you could try to put on an American one?" Hope tried.

"Could you imagine the effort?" Cole answered. "Be realistic."

"If only I had Cole's skills it wouldn't be a problem but he's right, Dean has to take me as I am."
She walked over to the mirror and turned slowly. She was wearing a pair of Hope's jeans and a tee shirt that wasn't really her style but it looked good. "It's a really nice body though, you did well." Bonnie took a deep breath filling her lungs. "Works well too…I just don't know if I can get used to the voice."
She peered closer and took in the pale British complexion and cobalt blue eyes. There weren't many wrinkles and the chestnut hair was devoid of white. "How old did you say she was?" She sniffed her wet hair absent mindedly and caught the scent of coconuts.

"You're thirty seven. Again." Cole emphasized.

"Brooke's going to be so jealous." She smiled and checked her teeth which were even but maybe not as white as the rest of the family's.

"We can get those fixed." Hope said getting up standing next to her. "You're beautiful Mom, he's gonna love you. You remind me of that movie star that was in that Vampire film."

"Kate Beckinsale?" Cole nodded. "That works."

Bonnie looked sad for a moment as she glanced at their two faces in the mirror. "We used to look so alike."

Hope shrugged. "No big deal…that would have changed when you got old and wrinkly anyway."

Cole tutted at her. "So typical of you."

"Just trying to find the silver lining bro."

Bonnie turned and pulled Hope over to the bed sitting down with them on either side of her. "Whilst I don't condone what you did, I can't deny it's good to be back but I think before I go and give your Dad a heart attack you should fill me in on everything that's been happening."

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It took a while to get her up to speed and she sat in thoughtful silence through much of it, only getting emotional when they told her what Logan's childhood had been like.

"The poor little thing."

"He was actually pretty cool and looked happy enough." Cole told her. "And massive!"

Bonnie smiled. "I remember. Thank god I've got a new vagina, I don't think my old one would have ever snapped back."

Cole looked grossed out and Hope hit him on the shoulder. "You're all new Mom all you have to do is go tell Dad."

"That's not going to be easy." She bit her lip. "How can I prove it to him?"

"We could talk to him first." Cole offered.

"No, I think I should do it but…"

"There must be something only the two of you know about." Hope tried. "This might help." She removed the gold bangle from her wrist and handed it over."

Bonnie took the piece of jewellery and put it on staring at it sadly. "It helps but it's nothing a psychic or a demon couldn't find out…or steal."

"What about a trick?" They both looked at Cole. "Like a sex thing?"

"Yes, that's a great idea only not the best way to open a conversation, I think he might have some trouble concentrating on the subject matter don't you?"

Hope laughed. "Your accent is so cool when you're sarcastic, I love it!"

"Can you show me your shorthand Miss Moneypenny?" Cole said in a perfect Sean Connery voice.

Bonnie rolled her eyes and stood up. "We have to think…"

"What if we blindfold him?" Hope said. "He'll know it's you then."

"Blindfold Dean? It's definitely on the agenda but maybe later in the day."

"Ewww, no…I mean if he can't see you and you don't talk then he would know."

"You want to immobilize our father, blind him and then get Mom to touch him up? What the hell did they teach you at Hooters?"

"Hooters?"

"Another time Mom." Hope gave her a look. "Have you got a better idea?"

"Well there's no way you can blindfold him, even Logan would struggle."

"We can use a spell."

"That's too cruel." Bonnie said but her mind was still working on it.

"No, just like a neat magic trick…he says he dreams about you, that he misses you…so before he can be upset that you're gone you can do a big reveal." Hope gave a flourish.

"You're sick." Cole told her. "Just tell him straight."

"And after he shoots me?" Bonnie asked.

"He's not gonna shoot you."

Hope looked at him. "If a woman turns up claiming to be his dead wife what's the first thing he's gonna think?"

"Hellspawn." Cole conceded. "That's why we should go in and tell him first."

"Perfect, once he shoots you two then there'll be no bullets left for me." Bonnie looked at them both. "He's not going to be happy when he finds out what you've done; I need to sweeten him up first."

"We could drug him, and that's my final suggestion."

"Hope." Cole sighed.

"A little GHB in his drink…?"

"Where can we get that in the middle of nowhere?"

"I may have some in my bag." Hope answered flippantly.

"So that's how you kept Luc so long?" Cole laughed.

"Bite me." Hope pulled a face.

Bonnie wasn't paying attention as she looked out of the window and froze. "I think I may have found a way to convince him."

"Yeah?" Cole frowned.

"By kicking the arse of the woman he just brought back to the motel." She turned from the window as they both lunged for it pulling back the curtains in horror.

Dean was staggering across the parking lot drunkenly and had his arm around a brassy blonde who was trying to keep him walking in a straight line as she giggled. "Oh Dad." Hope muttered and turned to see Bonnie loading a gun. "What are you doing?!"

"I'm going to kill that skank!" She put the gun in her waistband.

"Woah!" Cole leaped over the single bed and grabbed her. "You can't shoot a woman for wantin' to get laid Mom!"

"I can if she expects my husband to do the laying." Bonnie growled. "This pansy accent is so frustrating…in New Jersey I could just scream the bitch out of the room."

Hope stared at her in shock. Bonnie had been sick their entire lives and Dean had never given her a moment of doubt so this was a whole new side of her and Hope found she quite liked it. "Maybe you should leave the gun here."

"You're right." She nodded. "Dean'll have a bigger one in his room."

Cole took her by the shoulders and had no trouble believing he was talking to his actual mother. "No guns, but this is perfect. Get in there and fight for your man, he'll be so shocked and drunk he won't have a clue what hit him…then you can work the Winchester tongue magic."

Bonnie paused and looked at them both. "You think he'll buy it?"

"He'll be so freaked that by the time he knows what's going on he'll believe it's you. Have faith." Hope told her firmly. "Just don't get hurt, we went to a lot of effort to get that body."

"Believe me sweetheart, it won't be me coming away with the black eye." She said as she left the room.

"Think it'll work?" Cole asked his sister.

"It'd be a freakin' miracle."

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Bonnie knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Dean yelled.

"Maid service." She rolled her eyes trying not to imagine another woman's hands on her husband's body.

"Get lost." Came an out of breath female voice.

"Right that's it." Bonnie said to herself as she grabbed the doorframe and took a step back. She had never tried this before but she'd seen it done more than enough times to know how to hit it right. Her foot came crashing down on the lock and the door flew open.

Dean was lying on the bed shirtless with the blonde straddling him. His eyes were half moons and his responses were slow.

"Who the hell are you?" The bottle blonde shouted as Bonnie walked in and grabbed her straw like hair in one hand.

"I'm his bloody wife!" She yanked the woman off him as Dean collapsed back in a daze before rolling to the nightstand for a gun. "Don't do it Dean!" She yelled as he stared back in confusion.

The woman who was in her late twenties fell off the bed before struggling to her feet to face her. "He said his wife was dead."

Bonnie calmed slightly. "It would appear that news of my demise has been greatly exaggerated." She didn't have a clue what she was saying half the time as her own mind changed her angry words to suit the new voice.

"You prick!" The blonde spat out at Dean.

"Hey!" Bonnie slapped her across the face more gently than she felt. "Don't call him that!"

"Eww Is this some kinky old people shit?" The blonde grabbed her top and wrapped it around her defensively with one hand holding her cheek with the other.

"He's not old." Bonnie shouted back.

"Thanks." Dean answered dumbly.

"I'm not done with you yet!" Bonnie told him. "Get lost and find yourself a decent hairdresser."

"Don't worry I'm outta here." The blonde scurried through the door without putting her clothes back on.

Bonnie saw Cole in the parking lot handing a wad of money to the man she guessed ran the motel and winked at him before propping the door closed and turning back to face Dean who was only semi-conscious.

Her anger disappeared immediately as she looked at him. He had lost a lot of weight and the stubble on his chin was thick. She could smell the alcohol from where she stood and felt her heart go out to him. She moved over to the bed and sat hesitantly next to him as all her feelings threatened to overwhelm her at once. She had come back from the dead for a shadow of the man she had once known and it pained her to see what he had become.

He seemed oblivious to her presence until he suddenly turned over and grabbed her around the waist resting his head against her lap. She closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath before shakily placing a hand on his unruly hair. "I missed you." She whispered.

"Me too." He said before he began to snore loudly.

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When Dean awoke it was dark outside and his head hurt yet again making him vow to get in the Impala and go home before he could wreak more havoc. He felt the unmistakable presence of a woman in his arms and almost threw up into his mouth. He had a vague recollection of picking some chick up and bringing her back but he had no idea why she had stayed considering he obviously hadn't performed. Even as her back pressed against him he could feel the urge overtake him and he hated himself even more. He'd had a few coyote ugly moments in his time but he was too old for this crap and wondered if he could slip away from her.

She stirred against him and he caught the smell that had aroused him and reviled him at the same time; coconuts. He would know the smell anywhere and wondered if he was capable of sleeping with a total dog just because she smelled of the same shampoo as his wife.

She turned in his arms and part of him wanted to kick her out but the dancing half was calling the shots and he found his body was responding as she began to move her hands over his naked skin. He was glad that the lights were off because he knew she was no looker but he still needed this. He knew everyone would be disappointed in him but he still leaned back and let her kiss his chest feeling soft nipples brush gently against his abdomen. The breath caught in his throat and he was shocked that she had such good moves as she took one of his hands and placed it on her slender back.

Her lips moved to his neck which was his most sensitive spot and he tilted his head back on the pillow as the kiss trailed over his collar bone and travelled to the other side before moving up to his jaw which was heavy with stubble.

She may not have been a supermodel yet he was still slightly ashamed of his whiskey breath but it didn't seem to bother her as he saw her lick her own lips before pressing them to his. Dean didn't know what came over him but as soon as she worked her tongue into his mouth he responded with a hunger he thought was long gone. Wrapping his arms around her he turned so he was leaning over on one elbow his mouth suddenly reawakened with sensation as she hooked a leg over him. She groaned and he loved it as he had almost forgotten what it felt like to pleasure a woman in this way.

Dean was completely consumed by her and shook himself suddenly trying to think clearly. "I need to get somethin'." He hadn't had to use a condom in decades and it felt awkward.

She smiled and it made him frown when he considered how pretty she seemed. He felt sure that beer goggles worked the other way around and hated to consider that maybe he needed glasses. He grabbed his jeans from the floor and sat on the edge of the bed fumbling with the condom wrapper losing the moment entirely. "I'm not used to these." He said as he tore at it with his teeth.

"Ssh." She sat up and wrapped her arms around him making him pause and look at his shaking hands.

"What am I doin'?" He asked himself more than her. "I left a baby at home to come here and feel like an awkward teenager? God I'm such a loser." His head hung towards his chest and the stranger moved to her knees so she could hold his head to her shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He sniffed and it wasn't until then she realized he was crying silently.

"Don't be sorry." She whispered into his hair.

"I can't go through with this." He cleared his throat.

"I know."

"You don't seem like the same woman from the bar." He said with a frown.

"That's because I'm not." Dean went to turn but she kept a hold of his tense body. "I'm not going to hurt you Dean, just relax…" She stroked at one arm.

"I didn't tell you my name last night." He knew with certainty.

"I know everything about you."

"I've got a gun."

"And I'm the woman who's been oiling it for that last twenty years."

"I'm dreamin', you can't be real." He said resignedly as he let the condom wrapper fall from his hands as the familiar kisses continued to caress his neck. "I knew I shouldn't have had the tequila."

"You're not dreaming Dean, it's really me." He tensed again and Bonnie grabbed his wrist before he could reach for the nightstand. "Don't turn on the light just listen to me…the kids brought me back, for you."

Dean vaulted off the edge of the bed and had a gun in his hand before she could even blink. "I don't know who you are or what kind of sick game you're playin' but I'll shoot you right now unless I get an answer!"

The light was still low and Bonnie leaned over with a sigh to switch on the lamp making him blink. "It's me Dean." She said brushing at her messy hair. "You know that…you knew it the minute I kissed you."

"No…it's a trick."

"You think you picked me up in a roadhouse?" She sat in front of him naked. "Look at me…do I look the type?"

"You're a demon then."

She raised her hands and went to the duffle bag slowly opening it up. "Relax…I'm not going to shoot you." She held up a flask and opened it quickly. "Vodka? Since when?"

Dean frowned as she reached in for another flask and sniffed the contents before splashing them over herself. "Try an exorcism…it won't work."

"Who are you?!" Dean was shaking as he stood in front of her.

"It's a long story but it's me, Bonnie. The kids all brought me back without any deals or anything…they're incredible."

"I don't believe it."

"Put some clothes on and ask them then, they're three doors away."

Dean glanced at the door. "What? Why?!"

"Because we need each other and Logan needs his parents."

"They wouldn't have done it; they know I'd go mad."

"I suppose they were happier to incur your wrath than see you become a drunk sleeping with bimbettes half your age."

"You can't be her…" He said in shock.

"Try me."

Dean thought quickly. "What food do you cook that I like most?"

"Please, we both know I suck at cooking, that's a trick question."

"Ok, what does your mother call me?"

"Jackass usually."

He smirked lowering the gun speeding up as she remained unflustered. "What song relaxes me?"

"Enter Sandman, next."

"What's my favourite color?"

"We've had this argument: and unless I missed something denim still isn't a color."

"What freaks me out?"

"Apart from your dead wife's resurrection? Rats, lesbians and men with pierced ears."

"What can't I do?"

"Ask for directions and build stuff; even flat pack."

His eyes widened. "What do I do better than anyone?"

"Everything but building and spelling."

"What's the thing I fear most?"

"Being alone."

"What do I call my penis?"

"Little Dean mostly but sometimes Tonto."

"What pisses you off most about me?"

"That you're insecure."

Dean coughed. "Where's my G-spot?"

"Easy: Hooters."

"Wrong! Ha!!!" He yelled in satisfaction.

"I'm not done…it was until Hope started working there."

"What's the one thing you know about me that Sam doesn't?" He narrowed his eyes.

"That you lost your virginity to a middle aged dinner lady called Janet."

He blinked rapidly. "What pisses me off most about you?"

"That I know you better than anyone else?"

"Why are you English?"

Bonnie smiled finally. "I love you Dean."

"Are you yankin' my chain?"

"No, but I'd like to." She glanced down and raised her eyebrows.

"It's really you?" He asked rhetorically this time. Bonnie nodded as he put the gun down and walked towards her looking her over.

She wasn't uncomfortable as he inspected her like the Impala had just had bodywork done and he was giving it an appraisal. "I know it's going to be hard to get used to but I haven't changed, I still feel the same about you and the kids." She said.

"But you're so…"

"Different? I know but if you reject me now I swear I'll shoot myself before you get the chance."

"Your boobs were bigger."

"I told you not to change so I guess I only have myself to blame. Does this help?" She pushed them together with her hands and shook her shoulders making him smile a little.

"You were shorter too." He stood in front of her and pulled his shoulders back.

"You're still the Daddy though."

"That sounds slightly pervy with that accent."

"The day we conceived Logan you told me you would love me even if I was fat."

"I didn't say even if you were English."

"I know I'm different Dean but I'm stronger…I mean we can be a real couple: no more hospitals or medication, we can have babies and sex…lots of it."

"Say that again."

She smiled at the fact she knew her audience. "As rough as you like and as often…" Bonnie couldn't finish the sentence as Dean grabbed her under the arms and hugged her tightly lifting her off the ground.

"Don't ever leave me again." He said into her neck.

"I won't."

"You were the one that died but I've been in Hell without you." He said pulling on her hair so her mouth met his.

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Cole paused with the whiskey bottle resting on his lips as the lights in their room began to flicker on and off. If he didn't know better he would have thought a spirit was coming.

Hope started to laugh as they felt the familiar vibrations in the building. "I guess she convinced him then."

Cole took a sip and handed her the bottle. "The woman's a genius."

"I know you paid the manager for the door but have you got enough money to cover the rest of the damage?"

"I hope he's using a rubber." Cole grimaced as they grabbed their jackets and prepared to go to the nearest bar.

Hope shrugged. "Leave the kids alone, so what if he doesn't? Winchester's rule, as far as I'm concerned the more the merrier."

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"This is getting ridiculous." Sam said as Brooke struggled with Logan who squealed in protest grabbing her breast.

"It's not his fault, he knows I have the goods."

"You can't feed him you know what happened last time. I'll go get some formula, give him to me."

They had been struggling to cope with both babies whilst Bobby and Luc kept away. Sam seemed to have the same affect on Logan as Dean but he needed almost constant feeding to maintain his size. Sam had worried that there was something wrong with his pituitary gland but Dylan had been confident that Logan would be fine. Lily in the meantime was an angel but worried them all the more because it was obvious that she had a problem with her vocal chords and barely made more noise than a kitten.

The one thing that they had gotten out of all this was a sense of teamwork and the realization that Logan and Lily were the perfect combination. They had been reluctant to let them share a cot fearing Logan would smother his much smaller cousin but in the end it had been the exact opposite as Logan seemed to shield Lily and even put his thumb in her mouth when she cried.

Sam was shattered and his patience with Dean was wearing thin as all the predictions about how he would react in the wake of Bonnie's death started to come true. Sam would never be able to forgive his brother if he abandoned his son but he also knew he would do anything he could to care for him whilst he was away.

Dylan was in the kitchen doing math and lifted a bottle up to his father when he wheeled in. "It's cool enough for him to drink."

"What would I do without you?" He said as he thankfully took the bottle.

"You're doing a great job Dad but don't worry, Uncle Dean's coming home today and he'll take over."

"Did he call? Why didn't you tell me?"

"He didn't call, I just know. Luc went to get the meat for the barbeque that Bobby's building now."

Sam raised his eyebrows as he fed Logan who was lying happily in his lap. "Have I missed something?"

"You've been busy Dad, but it's ok."

Sam ruffled his hair. "You seem happy."

Dylan smiled. "I am happy and not because of pills."

"What's going on?"

"I think Uncle Dean should tell you."

"Is he ok?"

Dylan laughed as he looked back down at his book. "He's better than happy."

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Dean leaned back and looked at the devastation all around them as they lay together on the floor. "Oh my God."

"I think little Dean just got his groove back." Bonnie laughed.

"If there was any doubt in my mind…"

"What?" She stroked a hand over his chest.

"No woman in the world would be willing to do what you just did."

"Anything's possible when you don't have to worry about your blood pressure."

"I love you." He gasped.

"Is that because of what I just did or because you really do?" She asked leaning over him.

"Because you're the most loyal woman in the world and didn't take 'til death us do part' as literally as most." He sighed and ran a hand over her hair. "It's going to take a while to get used the Bonnie two but the sex helps."

"I thought it might and Dean, it was so worth coming back for." She said kissing him. "You know we missed check out and I think the kids must be worried."

"I don't want to leave." He held onto her.

A shadow passed over her face. "I want to see my baby, take me home Dean."

He looked at her realizing that three months in a baby's life was a huge amount of time. "Yeah, let's go take a shower, get the kids and head home."

Half an hour later Dean was at their door. Hope answered in boxers and a vest as Cole moaned on the bed.

"Hangover?" Dean asked.

Hope smiled. "Couldn't stay here and listen to the noise." She said letting him in.

Dean stood with his hands in his pockets. "You two are in big trouble." He growled.

Hope smirked. "If you were going to kick our asses then you would have managed it between orgasms."

Dean glared at her making Cole sit up. "I'll say this once and once only because I don't want to hold a grudge but if you ever, I mean ever do something like that again without telling me then I'll…"

"What?" Hope asked. "What will you do? Kill me? Disown me? We both know you can't so just quit the act because I did what I had to for this family and to keep us not only happy but on top of the game. Tell me you wouldn't have done the same for Mary if you could have."

Dean was shocked as she squared up to him. She had always had balls but something had changed in her. "Good things can't come with messing with this stuff."

Hope smiled again as she packed her bag. "Dad, when other kids got Scrabble and Connect Four we got spirit boards, when I took gymnastics I had to adapt it with karate so it wasn't a waste of my time and when I turned sixteen my present was bail! I'm not bitter about any of that stuff because I love who I am and what I do, just don't kid yourself and embarrass us all by tryin' to kick my ass for something that's put such a huge smile on your face."

"What the hell happened to you?"

"I turned eighteen Dad." She smiled. "Guess you missed it with all that drinking and moping you were doing but I'm cool with that."

"Guess that told me." He said to Cole.

"Don't argue with her Dad, Bobby already tried and she scared the crap out of him too."

"Bobby knows?"

"Not until it was too late to do anything." Hope said. "It's only Sam and Brooke we need to tell now."

Dean laughed humourlessly. "Are you forgettin' Johnny and the mother-in-law from hell?"

"Baby steps Dad." Cole said. "So what d'ya think of her?"

Dean couldn't think of anything to say but the smile said it all. He looked at them both. "Ah bite me! Be outside in five, we're goin' home."

As he stormed out Hope and Cole bumped fists in triumph before getting ready.

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Dean could remember having some amazing road trips in the past but sitting in the Impala with his wife and two grown kids was the best. He still couldn't get used to looking at Bonnie Two but he figured the more time he spent kissing her then the easier it became. Nevertheless he couldn't wait to get back to Sam and Logan and the place they considered home.

"So what d'ya think we should do now?" Dean asked them as he turned down ACDC.

"Well it's Cole's birthday in a few days so it might be a good time to get the others home and tell them." Bonnie said.

"Do we really have to tell your Mom?"

"Dean! She must be distraught."

"She might not believe it though." Hope said.

"And she's Catholic, she's a bit against this kinda stuff." Cole joined in.

Bonnie turned. "She wasn't so Catholic when she let Tony kill my real father, everyone has secrets." Dean looked at her in shock. "Funny what you find out over the years right? I know he was a bastard, I'm not sorry but she's not free of sin so…"

"She's still not the Chairman of Dad's fanclub."

"Listen everyone's going to turn on your Dad thinking he took up with someone new so soon and I don't want him to have to go through that. Anyone who knows the family business is welcome to the truth because his reputation is all about loyalty."

Dean raised his eyebrows. "Wow, you're pretty fierce."

"You didn't know that huh?"

"I like it." He said leaning over to kiss her.

"Eyes on the road!" Cole shouted. "Jesus, maybe I should drive."

"No, I'm good." Dean smiled across at Bonnie.

"Are we going to stay in Alaska?" Hope asked.

"Do you want to?" Dean said over his shoulder.

"We're a nomadic tribe, we belong on the road, I don't know but with everything that's happened I don't want us to split up for a while."

Dean sighed. "Well, ya know we love you guys sticking around but you're free to come and go. I think we have to decide the rest as a family."

"I think we should buy the house." Bonnie said.

"What?! Own property?" Dean looked like he was about to hyperventilate and opened his window.

"We don't have to live there all the time but with the dungeon and gold and whiskey…?"

"Yeah we'll get excellent market value considering." Cole said.

"Let's not make any decisions yet, we have to talk to Sam first ya know, there's Lily to consider and him gettin' better."

"He's not walking yet?" Bonnie said in 'the accent'.

"Nope. I kinda lost sight of a lot but that's all gonna change." Dean winked as he turned the music back up.

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"They're coming!" Dylan yelled as he hurtled past Sam and sped out of the door causing a gust of wind to make Lily turn in her father's arms.

"What's all the excitement about?" Brooke said as she made her way through from the kitchen to join Sam in the hall.

"No idea, but this is Dean so God knows."

They went out onto the porch together. Luc and Bobby paused in the garden and Nitro suddenly appeared from somewhere barking loudly as the Impala drove towards the house.

"Oh God, I'm so nervous." Bonnie said as Dean went to open his door making the kids pause.

"Of Sam?!" He looked at her. "You were ok with me."

"I'm nervous of Brooke."

"Why?"

"Women are more critical." She said.

Dean opened his door again and she slid along the seat getting out after him holding tightly onto his hand as the kids followed.

Sam stared at his brother. "Tell me he didn't pick up a woman in a bar and bring her home." He said to his wife.

Brooke stood behind him looking at the young woman holding Dean's hand. "I think he's finally lost it."

They were left speechless when Dylan ran up to her and hugged her.

"What the hell?" Sam said going down the ramp.

"Hey." Dean said sheepishly. "I'm sorry about everythin'. Logan ok?"

"He's fine." Sam stared up at him in shock. "Something you want to tell me Dean?"

Everyone watched Dean's discomfort. "It's Bonnie."

"Huh?"

As always nowadays Hope took the bull by the horns. "We brought Mom back from the dead. Ta-daaaa!" She said with her famous flourish.

"Is this a joke?" Brooke said walking down the steps.

"It's me Brooke."

"You're English." Sam said pointlessly.

"We always knew he was a genius from an early age." Dean said as Bonnie let go of his hand.

"The accent is a bit of a side affect and I'm hoping you don't need as much convincing as Dean because quite frankly I'm having trouble sitting down as it is."

"It's her alright." Bobby said going back to the barbeque.

"Bonnie?" Sam huffed.

"In the new flesh." She spun in a circle.

"It's really her Dad!" Dylan was bouncing up and down like he used to.

"How?"

"Have something to drink first." Luc told Sam. "You'll need it."

"Can I see Logan?" Bonnie was reluctant to go into the house uninvited.

"Wait here a sec." Brooke said in shock as she went inside and came back a second later with Logan who had just woken up.

Bonnie's hand went to her face as she moved towards them and stared at him for a moment. "Oh my God, he's gorgeous."

"Here." Brooke was still freaked out but passed him over.

Bonnie held him for the first time and started to cry almost immediately. "I'm ok." She said to Dean. "He's just…worth it. It was worth it all to have him here now."

Dean put his arm around her and they walked into the house together to take some time alone.

Sam sat there in stunned silence as the others carried on around him. "I don't believe it."

"It has to be her." Brooke said.

"Jesus, even death doesn't stop them…I don't know what he does but my brother must be a God."

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Awww Baby's so insecure about being the non-attractive Winchester...if only he had a clue of how hot he was! sigh...anyway, you'll get more Baby and Badass as Dean becomes the man we know and love and kicks baby's ass. God I love a family barbeque!!!