Chapter Two

Back outside, Maggie placed her hands on her hips, looking up and down the street,

"Where'd Lola go? Is she still inside or something?"

"No…I saw her come outside a few minutes ago…" Dean said, looking around, "Where did she go?"

"I'm right here." Lola announced as she emerged from behind a hedge, much to everyone's puzzlement,

"What were you doing in the hedge?" Maggie asked sternly,

"I wasn't in the hedge." Lola replied, "I was in the garden."

"What were you doing in my neighbour's garden?"

"I took a short cut."

"From what?"

"I was checking out the neighbourhood…you know…young delinquents and axe murderers and all that jazz?"

"…and you found?"

"You're good to go!" Lola beamed, opening the Impala's back door and sliding in. Maggie shook her head a little, feeling one of her Lola-induced headaches creeping on. Just then she felt a twinge in her pregnant belly,

"Ooh he's kicking, Sam come and feel this." She beckoned. Sam held out a hand and touched his palm flat against her stomach, "Wow." He gasped with a smile, "That's amazing, Dean come and feel this."

"Nah I'm good thanks." He replied through the car window.

"Such a sensitive man." Lola said sarcastically from the back of the Impala.

"Okay who's up for steak?" Matt asked, rubbing his hands together.

"Oh god yes." Dean answered, his mouth watering starting turning the key in the ignition.

"There's a bar 'n' grill on the high street." Matt informed as he opened the passenger door for Maggie once again.

"Okay." Dean agreed with a nod, before the two shining black cars pulled off down the road.

"So I guess we won't be seeing you again for a while after the baby's born." Sam said after taking a sip of ice cold water.

"Well actually we were talking about it the other day and Matt said that if and when I wanted to help you guys out for a while, he'd look after the baby." Maggie replied before shoving a fork load of garlic mushrooms into her mouth.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, I don't mind, I mean what you guys do is pretty…scary, but as long as I don't hear the gory details and she calls me every now to let me know she's okay then I'm fine with it." Matt replied with a smile.

"Wow how supportive is he." Lola said to Maggie.

"Yep, he's awesome." She replied before turning to give Matt a kiss.

"Ugh." Dean mumbled, playing around with the untouched vegetables on his large plate.

"Oh pipe down and eat your steak." Maggie snapped back at her brother's juvenile sound.

Dean kept his eyes on his plate sulkily as Sam and Lola stifled their giggles.

"Well I'm stuffed, shall we get the bill?" Matt said holding a finger in the air, trying to lift the tension between the hormonal mother to be and her grumpy sibling.

"Lets…before these two start throwing food at each other." Lola answered wiping her mouth with a paper napkin before pushing her chair back from the table. Sam followed suit then threw on his beige jacket.

"But I didn't get to see the desert menu." Dean protested, calling over his shoulder.

"Come on." Lola drawled, pulling on his arm forcing him to leave the restaurant.

The pair walked on ahead, Dean whining about missing out on the desert menu, Lola becoming increasingly frustrated with him and beginning to think that leaving her truck behind was a bad idea,

"Look…if it matters to you that much then I'll buy you some pie later on." She sighed, placing her face in her hand to sooth her nerves,

"What if I don't want pie?"

"Then I'll buy you whatever the hell you want just for the love of God please be quiet…" She begged. Dean pouted, moving a little closer and wrapping his arms around her but she moved away slightly,

"What's wrong?"

Lola shrugged, wrapping her arms around herself tightly,

"I don't know…I guess I'm kind of jealous of Maggie a little."

"Jealous?" Dean asked, arching his eyebrows, "Why on earth would you be jealous of Maggie?"

"Because…" She trailed off, "That's just it! I don't know why I'm jealous of her! I don't want her boyfriend! I don't want her baby or her stupid house!" She exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air in exasperation, "I just…" She dropped her head, covering her face and letting out a frustrated growl, "I want to be happy like she is." She finally muttered,

"I told you to stay with your brother." Dean answered as he shifted his weight to one side, "I know that it was my fault that demon took you but you could've returned any time. I left that decision up to you the second time. If you're not happy then go home, Lola." He said sternly,

"I'm not happy there either. I'm happiest on the road…I'm just jealous that everything's working out so well for Maggie and everything's so amazingly wonderful and perfect! It's just…look…it's a girl thing Dean…just ignore me, yeah?" She laughed nervously, "Seeing Maggie's new house just reminded me of home, that's all."

"Yeah…tell me about it!" Dean breathed, draping his arm across her shoulders, "If you want, I'll drive you back to Michigan tonight."

Lola shook her head slowly,

"No way. We're a team…right? The four…three…of us for now at least." She said with a faint smile. Dean smirked,

"And a damn good team we make too." He agreed as Sam ambled up to them looking at them suspiciously,

"What're you two talking about?"

"Absolutely nothing." Lola answered sweetly, "Are we rocking and rolling?" She asked casually,

"Yeah…a minute…" Sam said, glancing over his shoulder, "We're just waiting for Maggie."

"She looks like she's swallowed a basketball." Lola observed before looking at the two brothers who were staring at her in shock, "I mean it in the nicest possible way…" She tried to recover, "I was talking about her stomach. It's cute." She observed as Sam shook his head, "No?"

"No." Sam answered as Dean's mobile began to ring. He glanced down at the screen as he pulled it from his pocket,

"Bobby." He said as he wandered off to answer leaving Sam and Lola standing, watching after him. Maggie marched up with a scowl,

"Who's he talking to?" She asked,

"Bobby." Lola and Sam replied in unison. Maggie's scowl deepened,

"You three had better not be planning on running off anywhere any time soon!" She growled, "We need you here. I need you!"

Lola backed up away from Maggie slightly as Dean re-appeared,

"We've got a job." He told Sam and Lola,

"Oh no you don't!" Maggie threatened, "You're not going anywhere."
"Relax…it's only about ten miles upstate. We'll be back before you even notice we're gone." Dean dismissed casually,

"You can't leave me alone!"

"You've got Matt." Lola said with a shrug,

"Actually…I'm going away tomorrow. I'm giving lectures on teaching in Wisconsin."

"Ah."

"Well how about we check it out and be back later tonight?" Sam reasoned,

"No." Maggie said flatly, "I know you three!"

"We never break a promise." Dean replied,

"You know as much as I do that you can't predict this business!"

"Maggie…I'm sure they'll be fine…" Matt reasoned,

"Ugh. Fine. Do whatever you want!" Maggie muttered, "You always do." She huffed, storming off in a huff. Lola looked back at the boys before running after her,

"I promise you that we'll all be back by nine tonight." She said, gently grabbing Maggie's arm, "I promise and I would never break a promise to my best friend."

Maggie's gaze softened,

"I know you will…" She sighed, "I'm sorry that I've been so cranky…I'm just Y'know…hormonal and stuff…and to be honest…I'm scared and I want my big brother Sam…" She whimpered,

"Sam? What about Dean?"

"…" Maggie stared at Lola, "Would you want him around? Can you honestly see Dean being a particularly supportive person during labour?"

"Good point. It's okay. I'll have them back to you by tonight."

"Thanks."

"See ya later." Lola called as she turned to return to the Impala,

"Lola!"

"Yeup?" Lola asked as she spun around, a distance of ten meters between the two women now,

"You okay?"

"Peachy keen." Lola beamed, raising her arms above her head, giving Maggie two thumbs up as she turned and continued walking to the Impala,

"Ready?" Dean asked as he hung out of his window,

"I'm always ready." She joked, hopping in the back on the car as it sped off.

"Okay this is the place, 'White and Son's hard ware store." Dean announced, pointing to the small local shop that they had just pulled in front of.

"And what did Bobby say was haunting it?" Lola asked as she stepped out of the back seat of the Impala, the door squeaking loudly as she closed it.

"He wasn't sure, he said it could be a spirit or even a poltergeist." Dean replied, walking round the front of the car to stand beside Lola, looking up at the shop window.

"I really hope its not a poltergeist." Sam commented as he joined Lola and Dean, pulling his lock pick set from his the inside pocket of his jacket.

With a swift turn the lock of the door clicked open, Sam pushed the door wider before shining his flashlight into the dark shop.

As soon as the door shut behind the trio, there was a loud whoosh and a hammer threw itself at Dean's head. He ducked at it embedded itself in the woodwork of the door,

"Sorry Sammy…" Dean breathed, "Looks like it's a poltergeist."

"Great…" Sam drawled as he suddenly darted to his right as a heavy bucket of paint came hurtling towards him,

"GET DOWN!" Dean yelled, grabbing Lola's head and pushing her down onto the floor just in time to save her from another hammer. She coughed as Dean pressed himself against her, suffocating her a little as he covered her head with his arms. He jumped up, brandishing his shot gun, running around towards Sam,

"Now what?" Sam asked as Lola dived out of the way of a circular saw as it flew right at her,

"I'll distract it. Watch where it comes from and shoot." He told Sam, handing him the shot gun, "Lola!"

"Yo?"

"How you doing?"

"I'm okay…" She called out across the darkened shop,

"Just stay where you are." He told her seriously before diving out into the aisle of the shop. Suddenly a large red steel tool chest whirled towards him. Sam shot into the air with the shot gun but Dean failed to get out of the way in time before the heavy object hit him in the arm. With a shout he fell to the floor beside the discarded tool chest and was left to roll around on his back in agony as blood began to soak into his t-shirt beneath his brown leather jacket,

"Dean!" Sam called, "I think it's…" Sam trailed off as a bucket of nails flew at him, "Time to go…" He mumbled running back towards the door. He grabbed Lola's arm, dragging her along with him, "Dean!" He called again as Lola held the door open. Sam found him on his back on the floor, holding his arm, fighting back tears of excruciating pain. Sam eased him to his feet, ducking as screwdrivers and pliers began to rain down upon them.

Outside, Sam and Dean collapsed together on the sidewalk at Lola's feet,

"Dean…" Lola gasped, dropping to her knees and easing him to sit up,

"Ah!" He exclaimed in pain as she brushed against his arm, "Jesus…" He breathed,

"We need to get you to the hospital." She said softly, helping him to his feet, leaning his weight of her lithe frame as they staggered to the car.