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4

A noise woke Dean. He glanced down at Rose. She was sleeping contently, her little chest going up and down rhythmically. He looked around cautiously. Sam was also asleep. Dean nudged his back. Sam stirred.

"Dean," He said sleepily. "What's-"

"Shh." Dean said holding a finger to his lips. He mouthed to Sam: There's someone in here. Sam nodded and got up. He moved silently toward the door. He looked around wildly and strained his ears for any noise. Dean hugged Rose tight, and also stood. The room was silent and completely dark, minus the neon lights coming through the window.

"Ah!" Sam's yell pierced the room. Rose's eyes flew open.

"Sam!" Dean yelled, running toward where he'd last seen his brother. Rose bounced in his arms. She knew something was wrong. She started to cry. "Sam!" Dean yelled again. As he turned a corner, a fist collided with his face. He fell on his back, making sure Rose wasn't harmed. She cried louder. The lights began to flicker.

Dean tasted blood in his mouth, but he stood anyway. "Sam!" He yelled.

"Dean!" Sam answered. Dean held Rose tighter and ran toward Sam's voice. Sam's nose was bleeding, the man in front of him smiled as Dean ran toward them.

"Get the hell away form my brother!" Rose's face was streaked with tears and when she saw Sam she reached out to him.

"Sham," She said through her sobs. "Shammy!"

"Dean wait!" Sam yelled, it was too late. The man turned around and hit Dean in the jaw, hard. Dean fell back, Rose and all. Sam charged at the man. He then turned and hit Sam in the nose...again. Sam fell, lights dancing in front of his eyes. He watched the man walk toward Dean and Rose. He bent down and picked Rose up, who shrieked even louder.

"Dean!" she yelled. "Sham!" The man smiled, his eyes as black as hers.

"No!" Dean yelled. He stood and started to run toward the demon. The man pulled out a knife and held it to Rose's neck.

"One more step and I kill her." He said. Dean stopped, helpless. The demon smiled. "Good boy." He smirked. Suddenly Sam and Dean were thrown against a wall, their heads bouncing off of it and knocking them out. The man turned and walked away.

"Dean!" Rose cried. "Sham!"

Dean awoke hours later. His thoughts were hazy. He stood up, the room spinning around him. He looked around slowly, confused about what had happened. His memory suddenly flooded back. The demon, Sam, Rose...

"Rose," he whispered. He ran over to Sam and shook his shoulder. "Sam, Sammy get up." Sam eyes opened. He sat up and rubbed the back of his head. "He took her Sam. C'mon we have to go and find this son of a bitch." Dean said.

"Dean," Sam said, standing. "We have no idea where to look. It's been hours he could be anywhere." Dean dug through a bag and pulled out a flask of holy water, and a fair amount of guns.

"Don't you think I know that Sam?" Dean asked sharply. "But dammit we have to try. If I gave up on you every time you got kidnapped you would've been long gone by now."

"What do you want me to do?" Sam sighed. Dean through his cell-phone at him.

"Call Bobby. Find out why anyone would want a demon baby." He said.

"You," Sam began. "You don't think it was her dad do you." He asked.

"No," Dean shook his head. "Do you remember how Yellow Eyes talked about Meg and her brother? Even demon parents wouldn't hurt or threaten to hurt their kids." Sam nodded.

He dialed Bobby's number.

"Hello?" Bobby said.

"Bobby? It's Sam."

"Hey Sam," Bobby laughed. "How are you?"

"I'd be better if you sould tell me why anyone would want a demon baby." Sam said. Bobby was silent.

"You're joking, right?" Bobby asked.

"No Bobby I'm not."

"Man didn't your dad teach you boys anything?"

"Bobby please." Sam said.

"Okay," Bobby said slowly. " Demon babies have a lot and I mean a lot of magic in them. This magic can be harvested or if you leave the baby alone it'll go away by itself."

"How do you harvest their magic?" Sam asked. Bobby sighed.

"You kill the baby." Bobby said. Sam went pale. "Evil or not there's no reason to kill a child." Silence followed. "Why do you want to know about demon babies Sam?" Bobby asked. Sam explained their situation.

"...And then the guy took her." Sam finished.

"Man," Bobby said. "Do you guys need any help?"

"Bobby you're about three and a half hours away, by then it'll be too late." Sam thought a moment. "Wait," he said. "Demons never do anything like this if there's a ritual involved."

"Yeah, there's one for killing a demon baby," Bobby said. "For starters it doesn't start 'till sundown."

"Can you tell me the rest?" Sam asked.

"Sure." Bobby said.

Dean had the gas pedal on the floor of the Impala. His firery gaze never leaving the road. He was gonna find the ass-holes who took Rose, and he was gonna send them to Hell in the most painful way possible.

"Dean slow down." Sam said. "I want to find Rose too but killing ourselves in te process isn't going to help." They were silent for several moments. "Turn right here." Sam said. Dean turned the wheel, his expression told Sam now would be the worst time to piss him off. "Dean we're gonna find her." Sam assured.

"I know." Dean said. "I just hope it's before she's in one piece." Sam turned his eyes to the road and wished the car would go faster.

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