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Chapter 9

Dean knew that he shouldn't have said those words. Sam was healed and he should be happy, but in this current situation all he could do was be angry with him. God hated him and was making his life hell and what better way to do it than make him kill the person he loved the most. He shook the thoughts from his head as he took a deep breath and opened the door into the room where his wife sat.

"Dean" Meg winced as Dean threw holy water onto her face. Her eyes changed black in agony.

"Shut up, its better if you don't talk while I torture you" he realised unable to meet her eyes, to him, he was torturing Lisa, and hearing her scream caused him so much pain.

She let out a shaky laugh, "torture all you want. She'll be waiting."

Dean clenched his teeth.

"Actually, I'm kinda tired of this game. I think I'll change it" and with that Lisa's head slumped forward, like she had passed out. Although seconds later, Lisa's hands twitched and she awoke, her eyes gazing over the rope that banded her to the wooden chair. As her eyes gazed up and locked with Dean's, Dean's smiling face changed to one of despair.

"Dean" a sweet voice called to him. "Dean, help me?"

"Lis" Dean spoke, dropping the holy water and staring at her eyes. "I am so sorry."

She smiled compassionately. "I knew, this might happen when I married you" she joked but he found no humour it her words. It was his fault she was possessed. Seeing his face, she spoke again.

"I understand. Look after Ben and Mary…" she began and Dean interrupted.

"No, don't speak like that. Everything will be alright"

"You were always such a bad liar" she smiled and he sighed.

"Lis…" but now it was her time to interrupt him

"No Dean, I can feel her, she's powerful... You need to get rid of her and she won't leave me. Kill her… take the gun and shoot me.

"No!"

"Shoot me, it's the only way!"

"I said no!"

They were in silence for just a moment.

"I forgive you Dean, I forgive you…" she said and then her head slumped forward and Dean swore.

"Lis… Lis...!"

Lisa's body twitched again and as she gazed up at Dean, her eyes changed black, a smile on her lips.

"That was interesting" Meg laughed to herself before adding "but don't worry I'm back now for good".

…..

"Did you know your dad kept you a secret from all his closest friends?"

"Dean" Bobby spoke clearly a hint of anger.

"Sorry Bobby, I'm just making light conversation" replied Dean.

"Seriously Dean, don't start" hinted Sam as he came back into the living room with some drinks and set them on the table, handing a glass to Amy.

"Thanks" the girl smiled and eyed Sam before blushing.

"Great" Dean said under his breath, Bobby glaring at him.

They sat in silence, Bobby staring at Amy unable to speak. Dean rolled his eyes in frustration. If they weren't going to talk about it, he sure was going to make them.

"So" Dean said slicing the tension in the room like a knife. "Amy is it?"

Bobby glared at Dean to stop talking but Dean dismissed him and stared at the girl who nodded before replying "Yes and that is my son John" she said quietly and Dean turned to where the young boy sat playing with a fire truck in the corner of the room with his daughter Mary.

"So you don't mind me asking, but we all want answers and what better way than to ask questions" he smiled trying to ease the tension. Sam rolled his eyes and Dean let out a sigh.

"Okay, listen up, how do you know of the angels?" he asked and Bobby glared at his daughter, probably wanting to have that question answered himself.

Amy looked down at her glass, taking a sip before looking at her son on the ground. Dean knew she was dawdling and it was frustrating.

"They told me a lot about you Dean Winchester" she spoke calmly before turning to Sam, "both of you actually. The Winchester brothers, vessels for God's plan. I have to say, you two are not what I was expecting."

"What were you expecting?" Sam asked confused. To that she just shrugged in response.

"How do you know about us?" asked Dean curiously.

She looked up in surprise, "who doesn't? It's all you ever hear about. How you killed Satan himself only to survive. A true God's miracle" she explained.

"Oh jeez, is she serious?" Dean began but she interrupted.

"God is everywhere; he is here on earth now. I believe in him, even if you do not" she spoke calmly.

"Bobby, I think you have a religious one on your hands here" Dean laughed and Bobby scowled.

"Well, I hope so, I did send her to a convent" Bobby replied.

Silence hit the room again.

"Okay Bobby, tell me the whole story now."

"It's none of your business" Bobby argued and Dean just shook his head.

"Really? 'Cause right now, I have a girl who tells me God needs my help and you're telling me it's none of my God damn business"

To that comment Bobby sat down into the sofa with defeat.

"Look, I killed my wife, you know that" he looked at Amy and she nodded, displaying that she understood and forgave him for his actions. He continued, when he sensed her approval "It was then that I knew, Amy was in terrible danger and I couldn't let them kill her. So I did the last thing possible. I gave her to St. Monica's convent and orphanage. I knew the demons would never get her, if she was on holy ground."

Dean looked between the two and could understand, now that he was a father himself.

"Okay, so you gave her up. How does she know who you are?"

"I visit her every few months to see how she is. But, I have missed a few years, since we started this entire apocalypse and I've lost track of time."

"Well you didn't miss much, except for that she clearly didn't become a nun, seeing as she got a kid" replied Dean and was rewarded with another glare from his brother and friend.

"What? I'm just saying…" he replied whilst shrugging but was interrupted when Amy spoke.

"I did not leave the convent, I am one with God. I am his follower and my son, is his son."

Dean nearly laughed again, but thought better of it, when he saw the seriousness in the girls face.

"Are you telling me, that God is the father of your child?" Dean said sceptically.

She nodded in agreement and his mouth fell open.

"Is she frickin' serious, this is unbelievable?" he responded and Sam spoke next.

"Wait Amy, are you saying that God possessed someone and…." He couldn't finish his sentence.

"No" and then the boys looked at each other, more confused than ever.

"Then how, is that even possible" replied Dean.

"It was an immaculate conception" she answered honestly and Sam couldn't help but snicker.

"Okay, hold on one sec" replied Dean waving his hands about, trying really hard to find truth in this ridiculous concept. "You're telling me, you woke up one morning and you were pregnant with God's child… what? did you have a dream?" he asked jokingly.

"Yes, I did. He told me I was needed. I could not refuse an order from the lord" she responded truthfully and Dean turned to Bobby, who sat with no expression.

"Do you believe this Bobby?" he asked and Bobby looked at Dean before nodding slowly. "I think after what we have been through, this isn't so far from the mental house." He explained and Sam nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, but God. God's child. I mean now that we know this… what do we do?" Dean repeated, trying to grasp the concept.

"The boy needs to stay in your care" a calm voice spoke from the corner of the room and all turned to witness Castiel.

"Okay, that's easy for you to say, you have no kids of your own" Dean answered and Castiel looked at him with a weird expression on his face.

"What, you have kids?" Dean asked surprised that he may have uncovered something.

"No, I cannot relate" replied Castiel before moving into the centre of the room and looking at Amy. "Amy, my father would be very proud of you. However, it is time to forget now" he said moving towards her face and putting his hand on her forehead. An energy pulsed through his fingers and Amy fell back onto the couch.

"What did you do?" Bobby asked getting up off the couch.

"She is fine" he responded, turning away from her. The girl's eye's fluttered and she opened them before her eyes turned to shock as four men stood staring at her.

"Where am I?" Amy asked, confusion in her eyes as she looked from person to person, her eyes resting on a familiar face. "Dad?" she asked.

Bobby was speechless but managed to nod. Amy turned her head around the room and glanced at the two children playing on the ground.

"Oh, whose children are they?" she asked turning to meet the confused gazes again.

"This cannot be happening?" whispered Dean to Sam.

"Oh I think it just did" answered Sam.

And they all stared as Amy got off the couch and picked up the young boy. "So cute, isn't he? Where is your mommy?" she asked smiling, and Dean turned to where Castiel was, only to find he had disappeared.