Back in Deans hospital room Safara felt a heat settle over her and something cradled the dying life held inside her womb bringing it back. The young women gasped as the heat left her and found herself looking up into a set of worried hazel eyes–Sam. She blinked placing her right hand on her stomach her left using the tall man as a brace to help her stand up. He looked like he was about to say something but she shook her head.
"I just used too much magic too fast." She lied expertly even though it wasn't totally dishonest. Then the girl with magic looked toward her boyfriend who was awake and she started fussing over him immediately. Luckily for Dean John suddenly came in making a little peace with Sam sending him for coffee, but Safara sensed a demons taint on him and after he spoke with Dean they went for a little walk.
"I know you already figured it out sweetheart." He says calmly stopping to get a good look at her. Safara sets a hand on her stomach giving him a wide pitying gaze.
"You saved my baby, didn't you?" She asks her voice tight and her fears coming true as he nods.
"Give me that grandchild Safara. I don't care that I'm going to hell for it. Nothing matters more to me then my children, and you are my child baby girl." He tells her then places something in her hand to find Mary Winchesters wedding ring in her palm closing her fingers tightly around it and placing a hand on her stomach gently. Before reentering the room she discovers a note in her pocket.
It read: 'You are going to make a fantastic mother. My advice to you is to tell Dean and he will give both of you the world. Love, your father.' She stuffed the note and ring in her back pocket–deep in her pocket–and taking a deep breath she braces herself. Putting a smile on her face she walked back into Dean's room. She wouldn't take Johns advice though once the funeral was over she left never mentioning anything about the babies once.
It was a couple of years later the next time the Winchester brothers saw Safara–after their father's funeral she disappeared again without a trace. Dean's deal was quickly coming to an end, and currently they were driving down some long stretch of highway having just finished up a job, the brothers were arguing about Bella and Dean–as usual–was not paying attention to the road at all. It was in that very moment when a loud roar of an engine went screaming in the other direction making Dean do a sudden U-turn racing after an orange jeep with an obvious lift and large tires, Sam was staring at the road wondering what the fuck Dean was doing. The elder brother on the other hand was suddenly lost in a memory from last year after seeing the driver of the vehicle they were currently following.
Dan and Sam were talking about the current case they were investigating as they walked through a crowded street, then Dean was speeding up suddenly as if he had spotted something. He gently set his hand on a tall head heads shoulder making her turn around with a questioning look. It was scary her similarities to Safara except for the red hair and chocolate brown eyes–another fun fact was that she was very pregnant. Dean says his girlfriend's name but she looked at him funny before shaking her head and saying in an apologetic tone: "Sorry, I think you have the wrong person."
She then carefully removed her shoulder form Dean's warm grasp and gave him a sorrow filled gaze then walked away rubbing her swollen stomach gently. Sam sent his brother a: 'what the fuck?' look as they locked eyes and Dean ran a hand through is hair in a stressed way. What he replied made Sam soften considerably making him give an instant reaction with his puppy dog eyes: "I-I thought she was Safara."
Back to the car chase and it was obvious Dean had his mind set on this crusade of his. Sam wanted to know what was going on right the fuck now so he threw his brother a bitch face. The elder Winchester didn't respond right away but when he suddenly turned down a long narrow bath of dirt road tailing the orange Jeep he explained something to his brother: "Remember the hunt we met Safara on Sammy? Do you know what kind of car she was driving?"
Sighing Sam nods his head but doesn't look overjoyed as Dean…actually he looked depressed, sad and a tiny amount of pissed. "Dean you can't keep chasing a damn ghost! You have no idea where she is or what she's doing. You need to let her go."
"I can't." Pleaded the elder letting the younger go quiet sitting back watching his brother chase the past.
Meanwhile in the other car Safara looks in her mirrors eyeing the black Impala she had so many good memories in, and pressed the gas petal down more, trying to escape confrontation. Hearing laughter coming from the back seat she ends up with a large smile on her face. She turns around looking at the two passengers in the back seat that were strapped in tight. "You two doing alright back there?" She asks gently with a large natural smile on her face.
"Yes mommy!" The 2 two-year-olds exclaim giggling like mad. They were twins, a boy and a girl respectively, the girl had shoulder length light blonde hair with dazzling green eyes while the boy had spiked dirty blonde hair with icy blue eyes.
"Okay then Ani, Jaba, hold on tight." She told the doing a sudden U-turn meeting Deans eyes as she passed by turning down an unmarked road making it look to the boys as if she disappeared into thin air. The Winchesters looked for hours but never found a trace of her in the unfamiliar Mid-Western landscape. Dean was severely disappointed and doing his best to hide it while Sam worries, knowing his brother will never get over the only girl he's every truly loved.
It was crunch time–Deans deal ended in a little bit more than a week, but Sam had no idea what he was going to do to stop it. He was surfing the web when Dean came in and one of Dads old phones rang making the brothers go silent, Dean checks the caller ID…it said: 'Pain in the Ass'. He answers, putting it on speaker phone.
"Hello…is this a Winchestew?" A young hopeful feminine voice comes over the phone causing a shared look of confusion between the two people in the room.
"Yeah, why do you want to know?" Sam asks carefully, while trying to subtly pry information out of the girl but he was answered with only giggles. Two different giggles to be exact.
"How did you get this number?" Dean inquired copying Sam's tone.
"Mommy's phone. She's in the shower right now, don't tell her we called the guy with the bad name." Came a different voice, this one of a young boy.
"We won't tell. What are your names?" Sam asks, still skeptical about the two children.
"I'm Ani!" The girl announced.
"Jaba!" The boy exclaimed then continued on: "We are two and a half, and like caw wides–" He was about to say more but a woman's voice came over the phone sounding distant.
"Ani, Jaba? Where are you, you little trouble makers?" She calls sweetly a smile obvious in her voice.
"Got to go bye!" Was said in unison by the kids before the line went dead signaling they had hung up. All the older pair of siblings could do was stare.
Dean was dead and Sam was distraught as he dug the grave. Bobby was there helping but no words were exchanged, he knew his surrogate father was worried about him. The youngest Winchester was now the only and couldn't seem to handle it. During this thought is when a familiar Jeep pulled up beside the Impala making Sam sigh in relief, the entire family wasn't completely gone.
"I felt a disturbance in our bond. He made a deal, didn't he?" Safara asks hopping out of her car dressed in capris and one of Dean's leather jackets. The blonde looked tired but besides that she seemed to be taking care of herself, she seemed to look mostly the same as she did when she was a teenager. The tall boy stops getting out of the grave and falling into her arms, they hug each other close…this was all that was left of the family everyone once held so dear.
"He did it to save me…" Sam whispers to her making them pull back from one another both pairs of eyes clouded with emotion. The blue held sorrow and sisterly love while the hazel were filled with sadness and self-loathing. They stayed like that for a bit until Safara found the right words to comfort her brother in all but blood.
"Sammy, we both know that Dean couldn't fathom living without either of us. You may not believe that you can't survive without him, but you're strong and you've lived without him once so I know you can do it again." The magic women divulges to him pointing out his time alone at college. The young man doesn't respond instead goes over to help the scrapyard owner finish up the grave. Safara stays back allowing them to finish while she gets something out of the back of her Jeep.
When the hole was dug the two men jumped out of it and made their way to the Impala. That was where they put the shovels then moved to a truck Bobby had borrowed from a friend, that was where they pulled a box out, all three faces going hard and trying to stay expressionless. As the two men moved with the casket Safara watched near the grave obviously holding back her tears. After lowering Dean into the earth they were all silently paying their respects, until the blonde spoke a single tear running down her cheek.
"You're a stupid man Dean Winchester, but I loved you. You changed my life by accepting me, all of me including my magic. Sure I've lied and kept things from you, but you never cared and when you do come back–like I know you will–I'll accept you no matter what you'll be." The blue eyed girl announces a little smile making its way onto her face through the tears. That was when Sam and Bobby buried him and Safara left a wooden cross as a grave marker.
The three of them walk back to each separate car, while Bobby gets into his borrowed one Safara turns to her little brother making them lock eyes once again. "If you ever need anything, call."
With that said he only nodded with a sad attempt at a smile driving away the older man in the truck following him leaving the girl all alone in that clearing. Once she seen they were out of sight she let her magic loose causing a chilling breeze to go by filled with power. That was when she screamed throwing balls of light at the ground and trees after she exhausts herself she falls to her knees in front of the freshly dug grave sobbing loudly. It takes a long while until she gets under control and stands up glancing at the cross, and before she turns around she whispers: "I love you."
Safara walks with her head held high eyes glazed with tears and sparkling with power. She notices the mess she made and with a swipe of her hand everything is cleared up with even grass freshly grown on Dean's grave. The young woman drives away going to tell her children the news, but she would never admit that she didn't take her eyes off of the rear view mirror until her true loves resting place was no longer visible.
It was late September when Safara got a so called 'vacation' from her two little monsters. The twins' godmother had agreed to take care of them while she went out and killed a nasty. The thing was the magic user didn't want a break from her kids and ended up being pushed out the door by her friend, ordered not to come back 'til the rugaru is dead. Just as she was going to call her friend about their being no deaths at all to point to ANY monster, a familiar engine sound drew her attention. It was the Winchester Impala and both brothers got out of it–even though one of them was supposed to be in hell. She saw red as she stormed out of that motel room cocking a shotgun aiming right for her boyfriend's imposters head.
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A/N: First off thank you HappyGoddess2003 for reviewing! Just so you know I cried when I wrote the 'funeral scene' and I may have issues updating for a while since this is all I have written, but I can guarantee everyone that there will only be a maximum of two more chapter that have to be somehow worked into my schedule. I also want to let everyone know that I realize everything is starting to go by very fast and there are a lot of time jumps, but I guess that is just how my writing progresses, I hope you like it and if not...sorry. On another note I only updated today because of my honorary little sister Pandora Jackson who this chapter is dedicated to. Yep she's definitely going to yell at me for this, but that's just what sisters do.;)
Love you Pan.
Love from,
Saiph