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Chapter 29

It had been a bit of a work out, but Allison had gotten Bobby inside the house and the older man had had enough of her hovering. "Girl, I swear if you don't sit your ass down somewhere now I'll smack ya," he said as she finished making up the spare twin sized cot she had dragged up from Bobby's basement and started going on about what she was going to do next. Allison looked at Bobby with a raised eyebrow, but Bobby had a dead serious look on his face as he looked up at her.

"Threatening to smack a pregnant woman, are you?" she asked as she fought against her smile and Bobby sighed before grinned.

"Just relax, okay," he said. "I'm not going to pitch a fit on ya."

"Sorry, Bobby," she said as she sat down on the bed and he looked at her sympathetically. He knew what was bothering her, hell, it was bothering him too; but for her it was her sister and the father of her child that were unreachable. That had to have been doing a number on her brain. "I'm just a little on edge."

"Look, why don't you lay down there and get a little bit of sleep," Bobby said. "I'll order us a pizza for dinner or something when you wake up."

"You sure?" she asked and he nodded.

"Yeah, and don't worry about this old man. I can take care of myself," he said and she laughed quietly. He smiled at her and winked before he turned his chair and wheeled into the kitchen. Allison sighed and laid back on the bed, her hand going to her lower stomach as her eyes turned towards the ceiling.

"I know you're probably not listening and that Dean thinks you're dead," she said softly, "but please look out for them and bring them home safe. I'm not sure what I'd do if I lost all of them." With that she turned on her side and closed her eyes before sleep slowly claimed her.

When the boys had left, Addison and Ellen did as best they could in showing everyone how to work a rifle but with the weapons they would actually be using now in hand it would be a lot easier for them. Ellen was showing Rodger, the man who's wife came after him with a brick, how to properly load and as Addison made salt rounds with a couple other people, she made a mental note not to be anywhere near him when they made a break for it. Sam was showing the pregnant woman and her husband what to do as Dean made his way through the room watching everyone's progress before he walked to the guy that had the gun and let them into the room. He put the rifle down, butt end, on the table between them and the man looked at him.

"You know your way around a gun at all?" Dean asked and the man took it from him before he easily disassembled it in seconds causing Dean to smirk as he sat it back down on the table. "Hmm, where'd you serve?" he asked him.

"Fallujah," he said dryly. "Two tours. I got back a little over a year ago." Dean lowered his head and nodded slightly before he looked back up at the man. "Takes one to know one; where'd you serve?"

"Hell," Dean said and the man scoffed as he smiled.

"No, seriously," he said and Dean looked at him fully, his face showed no humor.

"Serious. Hell," he said and the man simply looked at him, not knowing what to say. Dean just nodded at him before he walked away and glanced at Addison. She caught his eye and forced a smile and thumbs up, making him roll his eyes as he moved on to show another person how to work their assigned weapon.

After a while they had done all they really could to prepare everyone, but they weren't exactly battle ready yet. Plus, they needed more ammo and Addison was working steps faster than the people she was 'helping.' Dean did a once over again before he saw Sam sitting on a raised stage. He made his way over to his brother.

"Hey," he said to Sam and Sam glanced at him.

"Hey," he said back as Dean sat down next to him, sighing quietly as he did so. Dean looked at Sam, knowing something was up with his brother and had been since they got back to the church.

"What's wrong?" Dean asked and Sam looked at him for a minute before he looked away.

"At the store," Sam said, "those demons were possessing teenagers. I mean, I had to slit some kid's throat."

"Come on, Sam, you had to," Dean said. They weren't speaking loudly, but Addison was tuned into all things Winchester it seemed and Dean's tone caught her ear. She looked up and over at the boys before she quietly told the couple that was loading the rounds to keep it up and move faster before she walked over to them. "You had no choice."

"I know," Sam said. "I know, it's just . . . it used to be like . . . I just wish I could save people like I used to."

"What? What do you mean like when you were all hopped up on demon blood?" Dean asked.

"I didn't say that," Sam said as his eyes glanced at Addison as she came to a stop on Dean's left, but Dean didn't seem to believe him.

"Everything okay?" Addison asked and Sam looked at her, nodding slightly, but Dean didn't look at her. He just kept looking at Sam, and before he could say anything, Ellen walked over to them.

"I'll be back," Ellen said and all three of them looked at her.

"Where you going?" Dean asked as he looked from Sam to Ellen.

"I can't sit here on my ass," Ellen said. "My daughter's out there somewhere. If I'm not back in a half an hour, go, get these people out of here." Dean and Sam stood then, Sam shaking his head.

"No, wait," he said. "I'll go with you."

"Oh, hold on," Dean said. "Can I talk to you for a sec?" Dean asked as he looked at Sam and the two of them made their way into the hallway just outside the door.

"Shit," Addison said as she took in Dean's face and ran her hand through her hair. Ellen looked at her and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Ellen asked.

"Nothing, it's just . . . the guys are having some issues at the moment," Addison said. "You know the whole end of the world thing." Ellen didn't exactly believe her but nodded just as they heard a loud noise from the hall. They both looked to the partially open door and saw Dean right himself from the wall and a very pissed off Sam saying something quietly. "Screw this," Addison said before she grabbed her gun and stuffed a couple handfuls of rounds in her jacket pockets. "I'll go with you." Ellen nodded as Sam started back in the room with Dean following. Both men frowned at seeing the two women heading for the door.

"Where you going?" Dean asked, echoing his earlier question, but this time looking at Addison.

"You two can stay here and have your little pissing match while you get everyone ready," Addison said as she cocked her gun. "I'm going to help Ellen find Jo." Addison and Ellen left the room them and Dean and Sam behind causing the still feuding brothers to look at each other briefly before setting to get everyone ready. Addison and Ellen left the church and started walking down the street. "Where did you see her last?" Addison asked with her gun at the ready as she walked along side Ellen.

"Up ahead," Ellen said as she glanced at the young woman who was only a few years older than her daughter. "So, what's really going on with the boys and why are you tagging along with them?" Addison glanced at Ellen and sighed quietly.

"They're just butting heads lately," Addison said, "and as to why I'm tagging along, well, that's kind of a long story." Ellen looked at her with a raised eyebrow and Addison took a deep breath. "Allie and I ran into them a while back, one thing led to another and Allie and Dean sort of . . . connected, I guess. She'd be here too if she could, but Allie's out of commission for a while."

"What happened to her?" Ellen asked and Addison glanced at her.

"Nothing bad, she's just . . . well, she's pregnant," Addison said and Ellen stopped walking for a second out of surprise before she quickly rejoined Addison.

"By?" Ellen asked.

"Dean," Addison said and Ellen let out a quiet laugh. "Yeah, I couldn't really believe it either, but apparently it was the result of the tone time they weren't careful." Ellen nodded her head and Addison tossed her hair from her face. "So, another thing I really can't believe; you and Jo hunting together. You always said you never wanted Jo in this life. What made you change your mind?"

"I didn't," Ellen said. "She can't hack this life, but she was gonna do it anyway so I hit the road with her."

"To keep an eye on her," Addison said.

"Yeah," Ellen said lightly. "Hey, look at that." Ellen pointed down the street to smoke coming up from behind trees.

"A chimney?" Addison asked with a small frown and Ellen nodded as she lowered her hand.

"Yeah, looks like," she said. "Let's go." Addison nodded and the two women quickly made their way down the street. Taking cover and scoping out the house the two of them went behind the house and looked up to see a demon standing near the window. "We found their base camp."

"Demons don't get cold though, Ellen," Addison said as she looked at the older woman. "Why would they burn the chimney?"

"The question should probably be, what are they burning?" Ellen asked and Addison sighed as she looked back at the house. They started to move in when Ellen was suddenly grabbed from behind. Addison turned around to help her when she too was grabbed. She tried to fight off the guy that was holding her when she heard Jo's voice over the tussling.

"Don't move you evil skank!" Jo said. The distraction was enough for the man she was fighting to get her gun from her and for him to hit her with the butt of the gun in the stomach before he swung at her head, missing as she ducked to the side. She stumbled back a bit, but managed to keep her footing as he came after her again. She grabbed hold of the gun as he came after her again and she shoved him towards the wall and away from her. However, the second man that had been holding Ellen came after her.

"Son of a bitch," Addison mumbled as she kept fighting the men, and when she finally got the upper hand after knocking one of them out, she looked up at Ellen. "Run Ellen!" she yelled and Ellen hesitated for a second, long enough to lock eyes with Addison. "Run!" she said again before she was hit hard on the back of the head and darkness consumed her as she fell to the ground.

Allison had been trying from the moment she woke up to get a hold of Dean, Sam, or Addison even though she knew the attempt was futile. She was sitting on the cot in Bobby's library, just thinking when Bobby wheeled in from the kitchen. "Pizza okay for supper?" he asked and she looked up from the faded carpet and sighed softly.

"That's fine," she said before she looked back down at the carpet, expecting Bobby to wheel himself into the other room to order. However, Bobby wheeled over to where she sat and she raised her head again to look at him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Addie and I call it twin ESP," she said slowly, "because we always have a way of knowing when the other is in trouble. Something's wrong, Bobby. Something's really, really, wrong. I think Addie's hurt or . . . or worse."

"The boys won't let anything happen to Addie," Bobby assured her as he reached out and covered her trembling and clenched hands with his. "Calm down, Allie; all this stress isn't good for the baby. You're only going to end up hurting yourself." Allison nodded and took a deep breath before she unclenched her hands and turned her left hand over to grasp Bobby's. He smiled at her and gave her hand a squeeze. "I'm going to go and order the pizza, so, how about you make a run for some juice for you and beer for me? When you get back you can do whatever it was you were going to do before I made you lay down," he suggested as he let go of her hand. Allison gave him a tear laced smile before she nodded her head, wiped at her face, and stood.

She knew that Bobby was just giving her something to do to keep her mind occupied, and she thanked him for it. However, she was sure he wouldn't be too happy with her after she finished cleaning his house from top to bottom.

"Where the hell are they?" Dean asked Sam quietly as he paced the width of the room in front of the door. Sam shook his head negatively, deciding it would be best to keep his concerns for Addison quiet for now. The priest was quietly praying and Dean glanced at them before he sighed heavily and ran his hand down his face. Suddenly, knocking on the door drew everyone out of their reverie and Dean and Sam moved quickly to the door. Dean looked through the covered peep hole and sighed before he moved the candle holder they had propped against the door and opened it. Ellen rushed inside and Sam frowned when Addison didn't follow.

"Where's Addie?" Sam asked as Dean closed the door and Ellen turned to look at him. The look on her face said everything and Sam felt his stomach drop to the floor as he looked at his brother, who pursed his lips and sighed through his nose as he looked at the floor.

"They took her?" one of the women asked. "Demons took her? Oh my God. What if they're in here? The demons, what if they're in here?"

"Could they get in?" the priest asked and Dean shook his head as he glanced at him before returning his eyes to the floor.

"No," he said before he bent down and grabbed his gun. He couldn't let anything happen to Addison. He knew Allison would never forgive him, and he would never forgive himself either. "Everybody sit tight," Dean ordered before he turned away and headed for the door.

"Dean," Sam said and Dean stopped to look at his brother. They silently communicated in their patented Winchester way and Dean sighed once more before he took a deep breath and walked back over to Sam and everyone else.

"We need to get a plan together," he said as he came to a stop next to Sam and in front of where Ellen sat. "Tell us everything."

"Jeez," Addison whispered as she came too and gently shook her spinning head to clear the stars from her eyes. It was then that she realized she was tied to a chair and she pulled at the bindings around her forearms and legs to no avail.

"I don't think so," came a familiar voice and Addison looked up to see Rufus standing to her left, his eyes as black as night. Addison frowned as she looked at him and blinked a few times before she looked ahead of her and saw Jo standing there, her eyes black as well, and her arms a jug of water. "I tied you up myself. You're not getting out of those anytime soon," Rufus said before he moved closer and smacked Addison hard across the jaw before Jo threw the water on her and Addison gasped in surprise because the water was slightly cold.

"What the hell?" Addison asked and Jo frowned as she looked at her. Addison turned her eyes from Jo to Rufus as he marched over holding a canister of salt. "No, wait," she said, but her words fell on deaf ears.

Rufus started pouring the salt into her mouth as he chanted an exorcism while Jo held her head. Addison was spitting it out as best she could, but it was useless since her mouth filled with it and was numb. When Rufus realized it wasn't working, Addison mentally sighed in relief as Jo let go of her head and Rufus turned away. Addison spit out more salt and licked her lips.

"Something's not right, can you see?" Addison asked as Jo went around and grabbed the jug of water and threw even more water on her. "Seriously?" Addison yelled as she looked at her. "Listen to me, this is all wrong," she said but Jo just went to the other side of the room and stood next to Rufus.

Addison let out a frustrated growl as she pulled on the ties at her arm before movement in the doorway caught her eye. Frowning, she saw the man whose wife came after him with a brick standing hidden in the doorway. He smirked as he raised his hand and twisted the gold band around his finger.

"Come on, guys, you know me; and you know that something is going on here," she said as she tried to get her friends to see reason and let her go. Addison knew that Roger, or whatever his name was, was involved with what was happening, but there was nothing she could do so long as she was tied to the chair. Rufus turned and looked at her, Jo doing the same, and it was then that she heard Rufus say something to Jo.

"She's not as strong as she thinks she is," he said lowly and Addison swallowed hard. She did not like the sound of that.

It was almost nine the next morning and Allison laid in her bed upstairs having not slept a wink during the night. The only reason she had gone to be was because Bobby ordered her to. She'd spent a majority of the night just looking at her phone, waiting for it to ring, or trying to call the guys and Addison again. Her cell phone was in her hand and slowly her body was starting to succumb to the sleep it desperately needed. She knew Bobby had been right about her putting too much stress on the baby, but not being in contact with her sister had put her on edge. She was almost asleep when the ringtone of her phone broke through the silence.

"Hello?" Allison answered as she sat up, her heart pounding and her head spinning.

"Hey Allie," came Dean's voice from the other end of the line and Allison let out a long and heavy breath.

"Dean," she said. "Are you okay, and what about Sam and Addie?"

"I'm fine, they're fine," Dean said quickly. "We're all fine."

"Thank God," Allison said heavily as she flopped back on the bed, closing her eyes tightly. "What happened?" she asked him.

"War," Dean said and Allison opened her eyes as she frowned and sat up.

"War?" she asked. "What . . . wait . . . you mean . . .," she trailed off, not sure if she actually wanted to say it.

"Yeah, the horseman War; and let me tell you it wasn't pretty," Dean said before he gave her an abridged version of the events that had happened over the last couple of days. "Are you okay?" Dean asked her and she wanted to laugh, but didn't.

"I'm fine," she said back. "I've been worried about you three, and I'm pretty sure I've managed to drive Bobby crazy in the last seventy-two hours; but other than that peachy."

"We're going to hike back to the car and rest up for a bit before we hit the road," Dean said. "Do you want me to have Addie call you?"

"Only if she wants to," she said. "As long as she okay that's all that matters."

"All right," Dean said softly.

"Thank you for calling me, Dean," she said. "I haven't slept all night."

"Get some sleep, Allie," Dean ordered.

"I will," she promised. "I love you, Dean." Dean took a deep breath and closed his eyes at the words before he smiled faintly.

"I love you too," he whispered and she smiled because she knew someone must have been around for him to whisper the sentiment back. "I'll call you later," he said a little louder and she nodded even though he couldn't see her.

"Okay," she said. "Bye."

"Bye," he said before he hung up. Allison sighed as she laid back on the bed and put her phone on the nightstand. She wrapped her arms around her pillow and smiled faintly as she closed her eyes. They were safe and okay, which was all that mattered; but for how long they were was another question entirely.