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I woke up with a start, almost rolling off the bed. I had been resting on Dean and there was something in his pocket that was vibrating,
"Dean." I said as I shook him, "Dean, wake up."
He groaned and rubbed his eyes,
"What?" he said, his voice heavy with sleep.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cell phone, my cell phone,
"Hey!" I said, "You've been holding out on me?"
Dean handed the phone to me after looking at it briefly,
"It's somebody named Aoife."
Hearing the name of the girl who was my best friend and I hadn't seen for years, took be by surprise. Dean had butchered her name, pronouncing it, "Aey-oi-fee" instead of "Eh-fay" like it was supposed to be said, but I always called her Fay. She called me Kay, our names rhymed; it was cute, in an obnoxious kind of way.
I corrected his mispronunciation before grabbing my phone and flipping it open to listen to my messages,
"Hey Kay, I know, I know. Long time no walk. But, uh, Jason's been around lately, asking about you. He says that he just needs to talk to you and all, but I don't know. The guy's some serious trouble. So I was just calling you to give you the heads up. And, you know, if he calls you I don't think you should talk to him. Call me sometime; we need to get back in touch. Thanks, bye."
I clicked my phone shut and looked at Dean, and Sam who had just walked into the room while I was listening to Fay's message,
"I talked to the doctor." Sam said,
"And?"
"And, he said that all your tests came back clear. A few days turned out to only be one night."
"I can leave?!"
Sam nodded. I honestly would have jumped for joy if I still wasn't weak, but I did punch the air in excitement,
"So, guys, where are we heading?"
Sam shrugged and sank into the chair that sat beside my bed,
"We only found one hunt worth checking out, but a friend of Helen's said she would take it since we didn't know how long you would have to stay here."
I felt bad that I had held up Dean and Sam from a gig. They were some of the best hunters around the world and if I could choose anyone to save me it would be them. And they had, saved me that is,
"Could we go to Nebraska for a couple days?"
"What's in Nebraska?" Dean asked as he helped me out of the hospital bed and both brothers turned around while I pulled on jeans and a t-shirt,
"Just something I need to take care of."
Dean shrugged as a nurse came into the room with a wheelchair and she helped me sit. It took a little while for the registration nurse to get me the forms I needed to sign myself out. We walked to the Impala, Dean's arm around my waist helping to support my weight. I slid into the backseat, more than happy to be back in Dean's car,
"Dear lord, it's good to be out of that jail."
Sam turned around from where he was sitting in the passenger seat,
"So where exactly in Nebraska are we going?"
"Sidney."
Sam pulled a road map out of the car's glove box and began searching the sheet for the small town that I had lived in for three years;
I spend almost the first year of living there pretty much homeless. I was seventeen, my father and I had just had a falling out. I was too young to buy my own place so I stayed in shelters for almost a year before I became really good friends with Fay. She ended up finding out about my residence, or lack there of and she talked to her parents, who invited me to live with them. They became my family, I enjoyed the idea of having a mother figure and Fay's dad had a normal nine to five, suit and tie job, a nice change from what I was used to.

And Jason, well he was something I wanted to push from my mind completely. I had been dating him for over a year when he overhead Fay and me talking about what I had done with my father. She had found out about the hunting my accident and it had felt nice to tell someone the truth about what I had done.
He pretty much went ballistic; he had always had underlying anger issues but for some reason this really sent him over the edge. I was still really not at my best due to my lack of self esteem during high school, I was afraid to leave him, and I figured things would just be better if I complied with what he wanted, said what he wanted to hear.
I was wrong; he became getting exceedingly freer with his fists, and words. I quickly found that the emotional damage was far more permanent than the physical damage. I guess that eventually his words that I was worthless and I deserved what I got sunk in and I believed every syllable. He told me that I was crazy, that supernatural things didn't exist and I was delusional. One night he came home drunk and beat me so hard that I ended up in the hospital. My collar bone and jaw were broken along with three fractured ribs. It was after that I really started concentrating on my fighting.

While I was in the hospital, I called my father, it had been almost three years since I had talked to him. But when I told him what happened, he dropped everything he was doing and came to be with me. After that I started hunting again, as soon as I was released form the hospital I left town with my dad. I said goodbye to Fay and then booked it. I hadn't been with any guys after Jason, at least not until Dean. Being with Dean was amazing, he was a great boyfriend, but at the same time he scared the crap out of me. I knew that eventually he would want to you know, be together. But after Jason and what he had done, the idea of sex pretty much terrified me. Being hot and cold like I was probably freaked Dean out since I hadn't told him about Jason or the years in between when I had pretty much lived with Sam and Dean, to now, well I pretty much lived with them again, but under different circumstances.

It took us a day and a half to get to Sidney, Nebraska. It wouldn't have taken that long under normal circumstances, but both Dean and Sam were still worried about me. So we made out days shorter and they let me sleep in more. I liked the whole getting more shut eye thing, but I only wished I didn't have to get shot to earn it.
We arrived in Sidney late Friday and got a motel room.
I woke up the next morning I woke up with the sun in my eyes,
"Ahh." I groaned and sat up, "It's burning my retinas."
Dean stirred from where he was sleeping beside me,
"What's the problem?" he questioned,
"Nothing." I said as I stretched, "Just being blinded by the light."
He sat up and began kissing all down my collar bone,
"I'm supposed to be letting you take it easy, but oh well." He said between kisses.
Since my thinking is so very unhelpful and inconvenient, just at that moment, an image of Jason popped into my head and I pulled away from Dean. Nothing kills the mood quite like mental pictures of old boyfriends, what's with that?
I pulled away from Dean, not very smoothly I might add, and walked over to the bathroom,
"I think. I just, uh. I just need a shower. So you stay here, and I'm going to be showering. Yes. Okay."
Well after that little bit of poetry I closed the door and hopped into the shower. Thankfully when I walked back into the main room, Sam was standing in there talking to Dean. Thank god.
Sam turned to me,
"So what are we doing today?"
"I figured we should go see my friend Fay. I haven't seen her in over two years."
The guys agreed to my idea and around two p.m. we headed over to Fay's house.
I had called her the night before, to say that me and "two friends" were coming to visit. It's a good thing I did call since she had a new address. Fay had informed me that she was now living with her husband and someone else, who she wouldn't tell me about.
We pulled up in front of a nice two story, red-brick house. As I was walking up the front path, my hand in Dean's, it hit me that I would probably never have that. Both Dean and I were hunters, and I doubted he would ever want to get married and settle down, honestly, I wasn't even sure that Dean would want to marry me. I shook my head, woah, where had that come from? Fay tells me she's married and I immediately start thinking about my own walk down the isle, what was that about?
Before I knew it, I was ringing the doorbell and Fay was opening the door.
She looked almost the same as she had when I had lived with her. She had cut her red hair off short so now it fell just bout her jaw. Other than that she looked like the same old Fay, with her sharp blue eyes and towering over me at 5'9,
"Kay!" she exclaimed as she pulled me in for a hug, "You look amazing!"
"Thanks," I said as we released each other from the guy, "You too."
She invited us into the house and ushered us into the kitchen and we all took seats around the big oak kitchen table. Fay leaned back in her chair,
"So, Kay. Are you going to introduce me or what?"
I laughed,
"This is Dean and Sam Winchester. I've told you about them before. We've known each other since we were kids."
She nodded her head,
"Yea, you've told me. Your dads were friends, right?" she asked with a knowing raise of her eyebrows. I said she was right, and just then a tall man with short black hair and an olive complexion came into the kitchen carrying a baby. The man passed the baby to Fay,
"Kay, Dean, Sam, this is my husband, George." We all shook hands with George and he took a seat at the table,
"And this," Fay said, "Is Isabelle, our little girl."
Well my jaw almost hit the table right then,
"She's yours? You're a mother? You have a baby?"
Fay laughed,
"You look like you've seen a ghost."
I heard a snort from Dean,
"Hardly, she's more composed then."
Sam started at Dean, his mouth open and I sat there wishing that I could take back his words for him. I mean sure, Fay might have known and been kosher about me being a hunter. But this George guy was a stranger to me and had no clue.
"What he meant was that if I saw a ghost ever that I would be more put together. But ghosts aren't real. Of course."
Well right then George started laughing. Yea, the guy must have thought we were absolutely and completely out of our minds. Fabulous.
Fay smiled at me gently like I was a child that needed something explained to her nice and slowly,
"Kay, George is a hunter. Just like you guys."
Oh, well that made things less awkward,
"Oh." Dean said, "Well that makes things less awkward."
Honestly, that whole thing where he voices exactly what I'm thinking freaks the hell out of me. Seriously, sometimes I wonder which one of us in this relationship has weird mental powers.
The guys started talking about hunting and different stuff that went along with it. Fay asked me if I wanted the grand tour of the house and I accepted, I wasn't in the mood for shop talk,
"Fay, you're house is beautiful." I said after she had finished showing me around and we were sitting on her bed in the master bedroom. I looked over to where she was stretched out over the mattress and got a really good look at her, I noticed a small bump on her abdomen,
"Fay, are you pregnant?"
She sat up really quickly,
"I was going to tell you a bit later. I didn't think I was showing that much."
I sighed and flopped back onto the bed,
"Our lives have sure changed haven't they?"
"Yea. They really have. Who would've thought I would be a mother. Who knows, maybe you'll be next."
I snorted,
"I'm sure Dean would love the idea of having a little baby seat in the back of the Impala. We haven't even talked about anything like that, I think it's much too soon."
"I get that. But you know, you won't be on the road and hunting for ever."
I shrugged, I didn't really know what I would do when the day came for me to stop hunting. I preferred to not think about it.
We stayed at Fay's house for a couple more hours and ate dinner before we headed back to the motel.
We were sitting in the motel watching the Home and Garden network. Well I was watching the Home and Garden network, Sam and Dean were busy whining and complaining about how we should watch something that all three of us would like. I chose to turn a deaf ear to those comments and enjoyed watching people redecorate houses. About half way through Relocation, Relocation, Relocation, the best show in the history of ever, there was a knock at the door.
I hopped off the bed and walked over to the door. I was irritated that I had to miss part of my show but there was no one else to answer the door since both Dean and Sam had fallen asleep during Sell This House, wimps.
Anyways, so I swung open the door and it felt like the air had frozen in my lungs, Jason was standing in front of me.