AN: Like in true Supernatural spirit, just because the demon is dead, doesn't mean the story is over. Please people, Review! only 2 more chapters to go!

Chapter 6:

Danica was still asleep as the sun came in through the window. Dean was snoring, as usual, but Sam was starting to wake up. So was Danica. As she stirred, her injured left hand slid down from Sam's chest and hit the side of the bed. She jumped up and whimpered, holding her arm up.

"Danica? Are you alright?" Sam sat up.

"Huh? Y-ya… I'm okay. I didn't wake you, did I?"

"No… I was already awake…"

"Well…" Danica turned to him, "You look better."

"Heh… I feel a little bit better… you look better too."

"Thanks." Danica kissed him, hoping she wasn't pushing it. She knew he needed space, but he also needed her. She had to time things just right or risk making things worse. That reminded her, she had to time giving him the good news just right. She grinned when he kissed back though.

"Good."

"I was so scared she was going to take you from me… I was helpless… locked up in that room where no one could find me…" she hugged him. Slowly, Sam wrapped his arms around her, "I'm so glad you're safe."

"I'm glad that you are too."

"I got a weird feeling off her, now that I think about it…"

"Off of the demon?"

"Mhm…" Danica kinda looked away as she thought about it, "I think she had the hots for me."

"…Creepy… and that's coming from me."

"She said I was lucky to have you… and she could have killed me, but didn't."

"…Demons get weirder and weirder."

"…I was wondering about that… where do demons actually come from? I mean… yea, hell, but… more specifically?" Danica looked over at Sam.

"They were all humans at one point." Sam replied hesitantly, knowing better than to hide something like that from her. Danica blinked at him.

"…What?"

"…Yeah… they were once human. Humans who were sent to hell. We learned that when Dean sold his soul for me."

"…Heh. Great." Danica got up and started digging in her bag for clothes, "Now I can't let that go…"

"Dammit." Sam laid back on the bed.

"I won't get obsessed or anything… not with every demon. Just… something about her. I almost pitied her."

"Pitied her?" Sam glared daggers at her. Danica looked away.

"Well… sorta. Just a little. I hate what she did to you… and Dean… and me… but I felt something when she looked at me."

"Now you're confusing me…"

"I'm confusing myself too… it's a complicated feeling."

Danica got dressed and walked back into the main room. Sam hadn't even attempted to get up yet. She grabbed her phone and the keys for the Impala.

"…Where are you going?" Sam asked, looking up at her.

"I need to go to the free clinic up the street. I promise I'll be back right after that." She picked up her cell phone.

"Y… you don't have to do that." Sam said, "Just call me, please." Danica nodded, smiling reassuringly at him.

"Alright, I will. I'll pick up some breakfast on the way back. Go to sleep, alright? You need it."

"I know I do." He sighed, pulling the blanket over his head.

"I'll be back soon."

XxX

Doctor's offices. Danica groaned and she leaned against the wall, sitting on the cushy table with the paper decorated with animals on the border. She hated doctor's offices. They were all sterile and the magazines were never any good. The crappy baby magazine was the only thing in the room to pass the time. It was ironic. And the ticking of the clock was going to drive her crazy. It didn't help that she had to read the magazine with one hand. The doctor had already cast her hand for her, as well as taken another look at her forehead. The wound there, which was above her eyebrow, was painted up with the orange iodine and bandaged with one of those butterfly bandages. It was sore as hell, and the doctor seemed to have enjoyed taking her ever-loving time poking at it.

XxX

Running back into the house, Sam and Danica both laughed. Dean had fallen asleep in his car, and they took the moment for what it was worth. They drew on his face with marker and ran back inside, locking him out.

"That was great!" Sam laughed, "How'd you come up with that?"

"My own brother did it to me all the time." Danica grinned a bit.

"You have a brother?"

"Yeah… before I took off."

"So how did they…?"

"Someone broke into the house."

"I'm sorry." Sam said.

"It's okay… I left them because… they didn't understand. About me seeing the magical creatures, that is. But then… that happened."

"But how can you afford this place?"

"My real parents and the Richards left me a lot of cash… and I have that crappy coffee shop job."

"There is so much about you I don't know."

"HEY! Let me in!" Dean started pounding on the door, making Sam and Danica laugh.

"Well… Sam…" Danica blushed.

"Yeah?"

"I don't want you to go…"

"I'm sorry, I have to. We talked about this. As soon as we get that demon, we're moving on."

"Yeah, well… if you have to… then you have to… but…"

"Dani, what is it?"

"We're the last two psychics… but if… you have to leave… I have to give up my power."

"No," Sam turned and put his hands on her shoulders, "I'm not going to hurt you."

"You don't have to." She was blushing bright red now. Sam watched her in confusion.

"Then how…?" Dani took in a deep breath, closing her eyes.

"Like this."

She opened her eyes again, and leaned in, pressing her lips against his. Sam's eyes widened, shocked. He hadn't realized she felt so strongly for him. His eyes slid closed as she pressed her lips to his harder, and he pushed back, kissing her just as deeply. She placed one hand on the back of his head, pulling him closer and making the kiss even deeper. They both closed their eyes, but the room was lit up. Light seemed to be coming from Danica's belly. It moved up, past her lips and into Sam. They both shivered and opened their eyes at once, looking at each other. Both of them were bright red.

"Wh-wh…?"

"Let me in dammit! I'm going to kill you both!" Dean yelled.

"There… you have my ability… I think… at least… I don't have it anymore… I'm not… a psychic anymore."

"But… what about the magical creatures?"

"I was born able to see them. The demon blood gave me something else." Just then, her legs gave out. Sam caught her, but from the surprise, he fell back, Danica landing on top. He cursed, "S-sorry…"

"What happened? Are you alright?"

"M-my power… light manipulation… remember? Heh… guess I need to adjust."

It was then, they both realized the position they were in. Danica was lying on top of Sam as he looked up at her. He brought his arms around her waist and kissed her again. Danica was shocked, but closed her eyes.

"Bedroom?" Sam asked.

"Bedroom." Danica grabbed his hand, and the both headed down the hall.

"Sam! Dani! Let me in dammit!!"

XxX

The door opened, and the short, plump woman in the white doctor's robe came back in, closing the door.

"Are you still feeling okay?" she asked, smiling warmly. Danica nodded.

"Just nervous about the test."

"Well, let's find out, shall we?" the doctor sat down on the cushy stool and opened the folder. Danica started to chew on her lower lip, waiting. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the doctor turned,"Well, you were right. You really are pregnant."

"I'm…" Danica's brain seemed to switch off, "There's a… baby?"

"I know it must be a shock, but this is a good thing isn't it?"

Danica grinned, nodding and trying not to cry in joy.

"It really is."

"Good! Now here," she handed Danica the folder, "This is everything you need to know, and my number is in there if you have any questions."

"Thank you, really… thank you."

XxX

Danica knew the boys would sleep a while. She called, but no one answered. So, she decided she had to find out more about Hex. She left a message on Sam's cell phone saying she'd be back soon, but that was it. She didn't want to worry him with the details.

She spent an hour at the library, and found an interesting article. Only thirteen days before the succubus' first victim died, a girl had been raped and murdered. There weren't any details besides that, really. The family had wanted it that way.

Danica sighed, laying her head on the table by the computer. She was still tired from the night before, but she couldn't stop. Something inside her wanted to know who Hex had been before she died.

Then there was a beep. More like a chime than a beep really. She looked up tiredly and saw that a document window was up. Danica stared at it.

Are you the hunter who killed the succubus? The one who can see ghosts and magical creatures?

Danica stared a moment before hitting enter and replying.

That's me. Who are you?

I was the head librarian here long ago.

You're a ghost?

I guess so. I'm sorry to be doing this, but I'm using your energy to communicate.

That's ok. I can tell you're not trying to hurt me.

I think I can help you.

Help me with what?

I can help you find out about who the demon was before she became that monster. But I should warn you, you won't like the answer.

I figured already, but…

But?

Sorry. Just give it to me.

Alright. The address is printing as I speak. Or rather, type. Not that I'm really typing either. I'm sorry, now I'm rambling.

That's alright. Thank you for your help, but I want to know how you knew me.

Your mother told me. She loves you very much and wants you to take good care of her grandson.

Before Danica could reply, the computer died.