Kylee and Dean were in on Bobby's honeymoon plans. He planned on taking Tasha to a cabin by a lake that a friend of his owned. They made sure they had food and supplies to last about 4 days. They also purchased some wedding night finery for the couple, candles for candlelit dinners, romantic CDs along with a CD player to make up for he absence of a television.

They cleaned it and brought fresh bedding along with an extra set. Kylee picked out some champagne and Dean insisted on some whiskey. They brought instant coffee and cocoa along with sodas. They even left a couple of disposable cameras just in case Bobby might forget in his hurry to get married.

Dean and Kylee were very proud of themselves when they were done. Bobby had saved their wedding from being a total catastrophe. They were happy to be able to help him and Tasha.

Joshua, Jefferson and Missouri arrived when Abby and Tasha were at work. Dean and Kylee called it a day to get cleaned up so they could visit. Missouri was so happy to see Dean. First though, she had to threaten to hit him with a wooden spoon if he went so long between visits again. Then, she said she'd forgive him this time because he married such a beautiful person that he could introduce her to.

"Oh, Kylee," Missouri said in that sweet voice of hers. "You've been upset lately, frustrated. Why don't we go into the kitchen, dearie? We'll have some tea and a nice chat."

Dean moved to go with but Missouri cut him short with, "This is just for the womenfolk, Dean. You go see what those other men brought with. Don't worry, your wife will be fine with me."

Kylee gave Dean a smile as she disappeared around the corner.

Joshua and Jefferson were surprised that Bobby was getting married but didn't say anything about Tasha's age. If she made their good friend Bobby happy, that was enough for them. Dean helped them unload and get the bags to the appropriate rooms. Missouri was going to room with Tasha in the other twin. Joshua and Jefferson were taking turns between the double bed upstairs and the couch.

The men were talking hunting and Missouri had already claimed Nate as hers before Abby and Tasha got home. Nate liked the bold colors that Missouri had on. He didn't fuss, he just looked at her with big, blue eyes.

"My, my, aren't you the bright one," Missouri cooed at Nate. He looked at her until something else caught his eye, something Missouri couldn't see. Nate reached out in the direction he was looking, grasping for something. Then, just as quickly, he was back to babbling at Missouri.

Abby and Tasha came home from work to find that the house had changed. It was louder and their visitors had arrived.

"Did Sam tell you about Missouri?" Tasha asked Abby on their way up to the steps.

"That she's psychic? Yeah, he mentioned it. I don't know if I believe it though."

"Bobby said she's the real thing." Tasha took the lead up the stairs. "I guess we'll find out."

Missouri's voice rang out over all the others. She was in the kitchen talking to Nate who was happily squealing and kicking in her arms.

"Hello, girls," Missouri turned toward them. "I'm Missouri. Nate here sure is a cutie. Which one of you is his mommy?"

"I am," Abby held out her arms and took her little boy. It felt so good to hold him after being gone all day.

"He's been waiting for you to get home," Missouri smiled. "Why don't you girls sit down and tell me about your day? I'll just go about whipping up something for supper."

"Missouri, you're a guest. I can make supper."

"Not on those tired feet you're not," Missouri shot her a look that said she was not to be messed with. "You sit back down with Abby and keep me company while I cook."

Abby looked at Tasha and raised her eyebrows. Missouri was not a woman to be argued with.

Jefferson and Joshua stayed up late, even after the long day's drive. Bobby, Dean and Sam wanted to hear about their latest hunts. Nate got passed around for goodnight kisses and Sam had to excuse himself when he went with Abby to put him down.

"Little Sammy with a wife and baby," Joshua shook his head. "I can't say I ever imagined that. Last time I saw him, girls still grossed him out."

"It took me years to convince him that they weren't the enemy," Dean told him. "He couldn't understand them so he thought they were possessed. It really kills the mood when your little brother douses your date with holy water."

"I'll bet it does," Jefferson laughed. "Dean, I never thought I'd meet the woman who got you to settle down. I didn't think she existed."

"I was just as surprised when I met her. Turns out she was a gal who liked to work on cars, had smarts and thought I was the coolest guy she'd ever seen."

"If she was so smart, why'd she settle for you?" Joshua joked.

Missouri sat with Abby in her bedroom while Nate fell asleep.

"Sweetie," Missouri took her hand. "You've been so tired. Does Nate let you get any sleep?"

"He's just the typical baby," Abby smiled. "He's my little angel. He'll start to sleep through the night soon. Sam's usually the one who gets up with him in the middle of the night."

"Sam's a real sweetheart. But, you need to tell him if you need a break. There are other adults here just waiting for the chance to spoil that baby," Missouri told her. She was quiet for a moment before she asked, "Do you get headaches very often?"

"Yeah, I think I need more or less caffeine, I can't decide which," Abby smiled.

"Don't let them get too bad before you get them checked out, honey. No reason for you to hurt when it isn't necessary."

"I won't," Abby replied. "Want to come see what Kylee and Tasha are working on for the wedding?"

"Sure," Missouri stood and followed Abby up to Tasha's room.

"Tomorrow afternoon the dresses will be ready," Tasha made notes on her list. "The tuxes are supposed to be in then, too. We'll have to make sure the guys try them on to make sure we have it right before the store closes."

"What about the cake?" Abby asked.

"That should be ready in the afternoon, too. I need to call the church to make sure I can get in to put the cake in the fridge along with the punch. They said we could decorate that evening, too."

"What did you want for decorations? We never talked about those," Kylee added.

"I thought the church looked pretty without any. We'll have our flowers, which will be delivered to the church the morning of our wedding. That's enough decoration for me."

"We all have appointments to get our hair done at 10 on Saturday morning. Do you have all the accessories that you need, Tasha?" Kylee asked.

"Yeah. They are going to do my makeup when they do my hair."

"That means no crying, then. Can't have your mascara running," Abby told her.

"Oh, I won't be crying. I'm not even nervous. I'm marrying the man that I love, and I know that he loves me."

"Just talking like that is bound to start the waterworks on your wedding day," Missouri laughed. "We'll try to keep you from doing that, though."

Once Tasha's list was done, they went downstairs to sit with the guys. They weren't scheduled to work until after the wedding. They could afford a couple of late nights.

"Missouri sure is nice," Kylee told Dean on their way upstairs. "I felt better after talking to her today."

"Really? What did she have to say?" Dean didn't ass a comment about how rudely he was dismissed and threatened with a spoon.

"She said the reason we're not pregnant is because of my fears of being pregnant. Once I get over those, we'll be fine."

"Did she give you any ideas on how to do that?"

"She said I'd have to figure it out for myself," Kylee called from the bathroom. "Still, it was a relief to know there wasn't something physically wrong."

"I never thought there was," Dean smiled as Kylee walked his way. "I forgot to tell you. I asked Bobby if he could hear us downstairs and he suggested putting that stack of bedding between the bed and the wall. So, problem is solved."

"So he could hear us?" Kylee's mouth hung open.

"He'd just turn up the television," he saw how horrified Kylee was and added, "It's nothing. I just told you before that I'd ask. I fixed it. Problem solved."

"I wonder what he thinks of us."

"Just that we're newlyweds. He's gonna be one himself soon, so it's not like he doesn't understand."

Kylee accepted Dean's explanation and went to bed. She rattled on to Dean about the wedding plans.

All was right in his world.

Missouri pulled Sam aside after Abby had retired with Nate.

"How's fatherhood been treating you?" she asked him.

"Great," Sam couldn't help but smile. "I like being home with him during the day. I don't miss any part of him growing up."

"How have you and Abby adjusted to being parents?"

"I think Abby is doing okay. Why?"

"If she starts getting headaches, bring her in to a doctor. I sense that something just isn't quite right."

"Okay."

"And that boy of yours, Nate. He sure is bright. He sees more than we do. Have you noticed?"

"Sometimes he reaches at sunbeams," Sam was lost.

"It's not sunbeams he's reaching at Sam," Missouri explained. "He see spirits and they are attracted to him because of his light."

"Are you sure?"

"I think so. You just keep an eye on him. I didn't want to scare his mama by telling her."

"I will."

"Now, you give me a hug. You might be a daddy but you'll always be little Sammy to me," Missouri got her hug and padded upstairs to bed.

"I didn't keep you up," Missouri told Tasha when she entered the room. "I tend to be a night person sometimes."

"I wasn't asleep," Tasha told her. "I'm so excited for my wedding and worried that I'm forgetting something for the ceremony."

"You aren't forgetting a thing. You've been over that list of yours at least three times. Your wedding will be beautiful, everything you've wanted it to be."

Tasha gave her a tired smile.

"Dearie," Missouri reached out for Tasha's hand. "You are worried about all the wrong things. The little details, although nice, don't make a wedding. You and Bobby do. You've had some awful bad times in your past and I want you to know that they are in your past where they will stay. Bobby is a good man and won't let anything bad happen to you. I haven't seen Bobby this happy before. You're going to have a blissful marriage, with the usual bumps in the road, of course. Nobody escapes those."

Missouri let go of Tasha's hand and turned back to her bag. "I'd better get these old bones to bed or I won't be able to enjoy Nate tomorrow like I should."

"He requires quite a bit of energy," Tasha agreed. "Goodnight, Missouri."

"Goodnight."