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Walking into the Motel room Dean sees Sam fast asleep in his bed. Grabbing hold of the door Dean slams it shut causing Sam to sit up right almost jumping out of his skin.

"Morning sleepy head. Did I wake you?" Dean says smiling as he takes off his jacket and collapses on to his bed.

"Morning." Says Sam as he wipes his eyes and then looks around the room for Nina before spotting the closed bathroom door. "What time is it?" Sam says as he yawns and lies back down.

"8.30. I staked out that woman's house until she left for work this morning. Not even a cat came within 10 feet of her garden last night."

"You must be exhausted." Sam yawns.

Dean looks over to the dining table and sees four silk pouches all tied up with dead wood. Next to them is a plastic bowl full of herbs which he brought the night before, being soaked in holy water. Looking back at Sam, Dean smirks as he watches him trying to sort out the bed sheets that seem to be entwined with each other.

"I see you had a productive night?"

"We made four potion bags, as instructed, for each corner of the room and started the other potion process. Another hour and those herbs should be ready

"I wasn't talking about that." Dean says giving Sam a sly smile as he takes off his boots.

"Nothing happened Dean." Sam says standing up and putting on some jeans over his boxer shorts before sitting back down on the bed.

"Really? Is that why only one bed has been slept in?" Dean winks at Sam who just smiles and then grabs the remote and turns on the TV. "Where is Nina anyway?"

"Err I'm guessing in the bathroom."

"Is she still ok for tonight? No second thoughts?"

"She's cool Dean."

"Right, well I'm going to get some sleep, don't forget you two are heading over to that Porter woman's house today to get some of her hair."

"But you just said she's gone off to work. How are we meant to get some hair?"

"Just because she's gone off to work doesn't mean that her hair brush has. Oh and by the way I now realise why her husband works from home."

"Why?"

"Because of the gardener."

Sam looks at Dean a bit concerned and then seeing his brother reaction Dean holds up his hands.

"Gardener is a chick Sam! And a pretty fine one at that. I know I'd work from home if it meant staring at her all day while she dug around in the dirt."

"Dean please, it's still early."

Standing up and stretching Dean heads over to the bathroom door.

"Hey Nina hurry up will ya." Dean says as he knocks on the door. "Nina?" Dean looks at Sam who is now in tunnel vision mode as he watches cartoons on the telly. "Hell with this." Dean turns the handle expecting to find it locked but the door swings open to reveal an empty bathroom. "Sammy." Laughing at the cartoon Sam looks up and sees Dean standing in the bathroom doorway. "She's not in here."

"She has to be in there." Sam replies getting out of his bed and then entering the bathroom pulling back the shower curtain.

"Where the hell is she Sammy? You were supposed to be keeping an eye on her."

Grabbing the back of his neck Sam tries to remember if he heard Nina leave the room last night. Pulling out his cell Dean begins to dial a number just as the front door opens and Nina walks in carrying a brown paper bag and three cups of coffee.

"Hi guys."

Putting his phone back in his pocket Dean rolls his eyes at Sam who run's over and helps Nina with the bag.

"Where have you been? We were worried about you." Sam says as Dean takes a seat at the table and begins to admire Sam's handy work with the potion bags.

"I went to get breakfast. I got up early and thought I would surprise you both. Muffin?" Nina says as she pulls out a bag of muffins and then throws them to Dean who raises his hand.

"Nina you can't just disappear like that. Something could have happened to you."

"Sam I'm alright, nothing is going to happen to me." Taking the bag back off Sam, Nina places it on the table and then hands Dean a coffee before unloading the food. Dean watches with joy as she begins to pull out bagels and donuts.

"So how are you feeling Nina? Any more visions?" Dean asks as he looks up at Nina still unsure if she is hiding something or not.

"No….no more." Feeling Deans glare Nina quickly tries to change the subject back to food. "Come on Sam, sit down and have some breakfast. I brought loads of stuff, and I also got this."

From the bottom of the bag Nina pulls out a round seat cushion which Dean quickly takes off her before looking up at Sam confused.

"Where did you get that from?" Sam says laughing as he sits down and admirers the floral print on the cushion.

"I stole it from the Motel reception." Sam almost spits out his coffee. "Don't look so shocked Sam. There's a lot of stuff you don't know about me which would curl your hair." Nina smiles.

"What's this for?" Dean asks as he continues to twirl the cushion around in his hands.

"This." Says Nina as she grabs the cushion back off Dean. "This is for our plan to get into the Porters family home today."

"What you gonna do, smoother them till they let you in?"

"No!" Nina shoves the cushion up her top and places it around her belly.

"Well Sammy, you sure do work fast." Says Dean as he begins to drink his coffee.

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Mr Porter stands firm looking out of his kitchen window while drinking his black coffee. He notices the roses and how they have blossomed over the last few weeks although the weather hasn't been the best. At least that is what he will tell his wife if she was to suddenly arrive home unannounced. For Mr Porter couldn't give a dam about the garden let alone the roses, what he was more interested in was his daily fix of watching the twenty something landscape gardener lady dig around in his garden pulling out the weeds. As the girl stands up and stretches out her back a smile covers Mr Porter's face as she begins to wipe down her top to shake off some mud. Biting his lip Mr Porter thanks the lord for these warm sunny days when all she would wear was a pair of short shorts and a white vest top. Hearing the doorbell ring Mr Porter slightly jumps and then puts down his coffee and heads towards the door preparing himself for a speech about roses just in case it turns out to be a neighbour.

"Yes?" Mr Porter asks as he looks bewildered at the young girl and boy standing before him.

"Hello Sir, my wife and I have come to your home to spread the good word of the almighty Lord." Mr Porter eyes up the young man who stands before him dressed in a black suit and carrying a back briefcase. His wife who is much smaller is also dressed in black and her long pigtails rest over her shoulders as she holds a copy of the bible over her pregnant belly.

"Err we are ok thank you." Mr Porter says as he begins to shut the door.

"But the Lord can help you with any problems you might be dealing with." The girl says flashing him a smile.

"Thank you but we are really not interested."

"Ok thank you and god bless." The boy says putting his arm around his wife and escorting her off the porch. Before Mr Porter can shut the door he opens it on hearing the young woman yelp out in pain.

"Are you ok?" The man in black asks his wife while Mr Porter steps out from inside his house and stands next to the couple.

"Just the baby kicking I think."

"Is she ok?" Asks Mr Porter.

"Just the baby kicking." The boy confirms.

"Can I please use your bathroom?" The girl asks looking at Mr Porter and flashing him her innocent smile yet again. Stuttering for a moment Mr Porter finally agrees as the girl clutches her belly again in pain.

"Through the kitchen, it's the one with the wooden door." Mr Porter says pointing out the direction of the kitchen as she enters the house. Both men remain on the porch giving each other an awkward smile.

"Bless you." Says the husband.

Walking through the kitchen Nina walks straight past the bathroom and then back towards the living room so she can get to the stairs. Peering round the corner Nina sees Sam and Mr Porter talking on the porch with the front door wide open. Spotting Nina, Sam engages Mr Porter in a conversation about his roses. Seeing Mr Porter with his back turned Nina runs up the stairs while Sam looks back to check that Nina has made her move.

For someone who should have never stepped foot in this house before Nina knew her way around all too well. Just like her vision Nina walks down the hallway and passes a set of lights which guide her to the bedroom. Entering the room Nina stands in the spot where she stood with Sam only two days earlier. A sick sensation begins to fill Nina's stomach as she starts to remember what is due to happen in this room in only a matter of hours. Bringing herself back to her senses, Nina quickly scans the dressing table and finds a hairbrush.

"Oh there's no secret really. Just daily watering and some tender loving care is all the plants need to grow." Mr Porter applies his fake gardening smile as he continues to talk to Sam while the pretty blonde gardener appears from the back garden. Mr Porter and Sam watch as her shorts tighten around her perk bum as she leans over in to her truck and pulls out a shovel. Throwing them both a smile she heads back to the garden. "Yep just some loving care is all they need." Mr Porter finishes as he watches her walk out of sight. Realising that he is in the company of what he believes is a man of God, Mr Porter quickly coughs and then looks at his watch. "Is your wife alright, she's been in there for a ….."

"Thank you for that sir." Nina says as she appears on the porch. "I will pray for you tonight." Nina smiles once again as she touches him on the shoulder. Mr Porter gives a nervous smile back and then watches as the couple walk away.

"Did you get it?" Sam whispers as he looks back and waves to Mr Porter. Putting her hand down her top Nina pulls out a plastic bag containing some hair. As they turn the corner Sam and Nina begin to laugh and then run towards the car.

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Smiling in his sleep Dean finds himself rudely awoken when the floral cushion lands on his chest. Grabbing the cushion and looking up in anger, Dean sees Sam and Nina standing above him holding up the plastic bag of hair.

"Congratulations, you're an uncle." Sam smiles knowing all too well that if Nina wasn't there Dean would kick his ass for waking him up.