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_ BPoV:

There's something out there that's a threat to my familiy. Someone wants to hurt my child.

I don't know when I started to think of Dean and Sam as my children, but I truly did. I know some may say it's ridiculous thinking like that of them as Dean is only seven years younger than me and Sam eleven. But I loved them both, I truly did.

So I will burn down the world and all it's creatures before I let either of my boys get hurt.

»Lilith is the last seal. We have to kill her before the other seals are broken.« Michael pointed out.

Angels, wow! What's next aliens and faires?

»Then you should go.« I looked at him. He didn't move. »And kill her.« I added.

Michael noded. »I will leave Castiel here to help you.«

There was a sound of flapping wings and then he was gone.

I know I shouldn't talk to an angel like that and I was practically waiting for the bolt of lightning. But this seriously pissed me off!

»Bobby I want this on both floors of the house. At least two of them. Is it possible?« I pulled out a book and showed him the Devils traps.

»Sure, kid.« He grunted.

»John.« I sighed. This pained me to do. »We need to know for sure the Colt works. I need you to go out and find something to kill it with.«

John noded, put Charlie down and came over to kiss me.

»It's going to be fine.« He said. »See ya, boys.«

And he left.

»Don't be reckless.« I said to his back as he was leaving the house, he noded.

»Boys.« I looked at them.

Sam still looked lost, Dean looked a lot like me, like he wants to kill something.

»I think you should still go tomorrow.«

Sam jumped up. »What? Why?«

»Because you need some time out of the house and you need to put your mind elsewhere.« I told him.

»I agree.« Dean said. At least someone was on my side.

»Okey.« Sam surrendered.

The rest of the day we spent planing and researching. Sam spent the whole day close to me.

»Did you mean what you said to Michael?« He finally asked when we were alone.

I had an idea of what he wanted to know, but I needed him to clarify.

»I said a lot of things to Michael. "Frankly, I'm suprised I wasn't striked down yet.« I smiled.

Sam smiled to. »Yeah, I was afraid of that to. I mean the thing where you called me your son. Did you mean that?«

I touched his cheek. »Yes. I meant it. I know I don't know you for long Sam, but I do love you. I won't let anyone hurt you sweatie.«

He looked at me with these amazing puppy eyes and said »Thank you.« He kissed my cheek, stood and left.

I smiled looking at the direction he left in. Those eyes should be illegal.

I slept poorly.

Either it was because John was somewhere hunting down a monster to kill. Or it was because the boys were leaving in the morning. Or it was the whole fucking thing. I don't know but I couldn't sleep.

Castiel was already in the kitchen when I got up.

»Did you sleep well?« I asked him.

I might as well put an effort in getting along with the angels. Couldn't hurt. Plus they were trying to help.

»I don't sleep.« He stated.

Okey then. Never mind.

»But you do eat, don't you?«

»I do not need the substance.«

Sorry, I asked.

»There're my boys.« I said in relief when all three of them stepped in the kitchen.

There was an awkward silence between Castiel and I. Five more minutes and I would have told him to go home, to heaven. Or wherever, just not here.

I gave them kisses before sitting them down for breakfast. It was silent, tense so much different from our usual meals together.

»Are you packed?« I asked when there was nothing more to delay them with. I had to let them go, it was the right thing to do.

The boys noded. I gave a great big sigh.

»Take Castiel with you?« I tried. Not only would I be rid of him but the boys would be safer.

»Nah. You keep him.« Dean knew what I was doing if his smirk is any indication. »He will be more useful here.«

I hugged them to me and I didn't want to let go. They finaly teared themselves from me and drove off.

I watched after them until the dust from the car was long settled. I had this bad feeling I'll never see them again.

John came home the next day.

»It works!« He exclaimed. »It really works.«

He twirled me around where he found me, infront of the house playing with Charlie, Castiel standing beside us. He was all kinds of annoying. Always there, never saying anything.

I was being unfair, I knew. It's not like he intended to annoy me, he just didn't know how to act human. And to be truthful I was in a bad mood and lonely without John and the boys here. Neither Charlie, Bobby or Castiel talk much.

So now that John is back I finaly have someone to talk with.

»Really?« I asked John equally excited.

»Yeah. I shot a demon with it. There was this orange electricity and then it was dead.« He told me.

»The knife Michael gave you works the same way.« Castiel comented. This was the first time he spoke without being asked something.

Hope.

It bloomed in my chest and consumed me. We had a chance.

My boys, John and Bobby will survive this. I'll make sure of it.

»I heard from the boys this morning.« I told John as I was making dinner. »Dean made Sam go to a psychiatrist."

John snorted. "Why?"

"They were researching the asylum and the son of the doctor that died in it is the psychiatrist Sam went to. Dr. Ellicott was killed by his patiets in a riot. Dean says they have no idea who the angry spirit is, there were several bodies that were never recovered.« I explained.

I slept a little better tonight. When Sam and Dean left I moved Charlies crib back in my room. I didn't want him to be alone. I think it will take me some time before I'll be comfortable enough to leave him alone, especialy at night.

»The boys called.« John said to me after lunch. »They'll be back tomorrow. Probably in the evening."

I perked up. I can't wait to have them back with me where I can make sure they're safe.

I started making plans what to cook for them immediately. I'll have to go to the store tomorrow to pick up some stuff. I have to make Dean a pie and a fruit salad for Sam.

After dinner John put Charlie to bed then came back to the kitchen and grabed us a beer each. While I was elbows deep in water and detergent he turned on the small radio Bobby kept in the kitchen. A slow country song filled the room.

»Why don't you take a break?« He said with his hand to me, asking me to dance.

The charmer. We swayed in the kitchen for a while and when the songs changed we didn't stop.

We twirled slowly, my arms around his neck and my head reasting on his chest, listening to his hearbeat. He had one hand on the small of my back the other playing with my hair gently.

»I love you, you know that right?« When John noded I put my head back down. »I love you more than I ever thought possible.«

John sighed and kissed the top of my head. »I love you too, my Belle.«

He put his finger under my chin and lifted my face. He pressed his lips to mine for a loving kiss.

We stayed like that for quite some time, just enjoying the time we had together. Charrishing it.

Shopping was never my favorite pastime it still wasn't but grocery shoppin is something I love to do.

I left Charlie home with John and Bobby after they promised me there will be no weird snake chasing or the like. Castiel left this morning saying he is needed somewhere else. I told him to go in peace, if I'll need him I'll call.

So I was all alone in my shopping extasy.

Slowly walking through the aisles, touching the vegetables, the fruit making sure everything was ripe just right. Frankly I was having the time of my life.

I was happy today.

The boys were coming back, John was with us, we are going to all be together again. And when we get rid of this threat we are going to be free.

I was so distracted by my happy thoughts I didn't notice nothing wrong as I paid for the groceries.

I never saw it coming.

One moment I was happy as a pig in shit and the next I had no control of my body.

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