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Chapter 4

Dean punched the vampire that was trying to pin him down, hard in the face, knocking it off him. Jo was being pinned down by one mean looking vampire. He was huge and extremely muscular. Dean couldn't help but think he looked like a friggin rhino. "Get off her!" he yelled as he ran over to him. Before he had chance to pull him off her, a woman jumped on his back and began trying to bite his neck.

Dean ran backwards into the wall and managed to hurt her enough to make her let go. He quickly ran over to Jo and managed, just about, to pull the vampire off her. He quickly pulled her up. All he could do was stand her behind him and try to shelter her in the corner of the room as the vampires surrounded them, edging closer, all of them exposing their fangs.

Dean grabbed the only weapon he could, a heavy marble candle stick holder. He knew it wouldn't do much damage though. Before he had to use it, the bedroom door swung open and a group of hunters including Ellen and Sam ran in. They all had weapons and ran straight over to the vampires. Whilst three of the hunters weakened the beasts by throwing holy water at them the others began using samurai swords to be-head them. In minutes they were all gone, except the rhino.

Dean continued to swing the candlestick holder at him as he tried getting to Jo. He hit him hard over the head, but the vampire laughed before hitting Dean across the face. Jo helped keep him on his feet. He swung again and was able to distract him long enough for Sam to come up behind him and with a flick of the sword be-head him.

With them all gone and it safe again, Dean felt Jo rest her head on his back. He was startled, however, when she cried out in obvious pain. He spun around and caught her in his arms as she collapsed.

"Jo, baby, what is it?" Ellen said, panicked, as she ran over to her and took her from out of Dean's arms.

"She's keeps getting these pains." Dean told Ellen. Jo was in too much pain to talk.

Ellen helped Jo back over to the bed. Dean watched as Ellen lifted Jo's top up and felt her stomach. The other hunters left and went back to guarding the bar. More of them had decided to stay awake to keep an eye on things now.

"Demons and things are coming quicker because the baby's coming, aren't they?" Sam asked.

Ellen nodded. "How long have you been getting these pains, Jo?"

"A couple of days, I only get them a few times a day though." she told them.

"You're in slow labor." Ellen informed her.

Jo just scoffed, "Right, like we need this thing to go slower. Mom we don't have time."

"Well, sweetie, we have no choice. This baby isn't going to put an appearance in anytime soon, not without help at least." Ellen told her.

Sam was suddenly distracted as he heard shouting and other noises coming from outside. He walked over to the window and looked out. Outside, another fight was going on with a group of hunters and more demons that had come to get to the baby.

"Are there more demons out there?" Jo asked.

Sam just stayed silent as he watched. Luckily the hunters where killing this small group off.

"Sammy?" Dean said firmly.

"Yeah," he said as he watched the last three demons get killed. "…but they're gone now."

Jo just sighed. "This is never gonna work. We need more help." she pointed out.

"We need a god-damn miracle." Dean muttered.

- - - - - -

Down in the bar the hunters were all stocking up the weapons, cleaning them and keeping them loaded as well as topping up containers of holy water. They had buckets of the stuff planted by the doors and windows, although the windows had now all been boarded up. The place was fast becoming a fort and luckily more hunters had gotten word and had showed up to help out. Slowly their little army was growing. Holy people had also gotten word of the 'special' baby and had showed up. They were blessing the bar - as good as a bar could be blessed..

There were hunters outside the bar setting traps and making it so that no demons would be able to sneak up. With all the trees they were cutting down they had enough wood to keep a fire going for days. They were using the fires to burn the bodies of those killed trying to get to Jo and the baby. It was supposed to be a kind of warning to other trying the same thing. It had worked slightly. Some didn't pass by the fire. They were waiting for others to kill more of the hunters so it would be safer.

Sam was downstairs helping the other hunters prepare but Dean had come up to check on Jo. She had moved rooms, to one where the windows had been boarded up and one that had been blessed by one of the priests downstairs. "How you feeling?" he asked her.

"Like crap. How's your face?" she asked seeing the bruise that was there.

"Oh this," Dean said rubbing the tender spot, "It's nothing."

"Thanks." Jo said.

"For what?" he asked, a little startled.

"For everything you and Sam are doing. You guys did this, all of this. You got these hunters here and…well, thanks for protecting me before and all the other times. Guess I am a pretty crappy hunter after all. My dad would be so disappointed." she said as tears filled her eyes.

Dean walked over to the bed where she was curled up and sat down next to her. "No he wouldn't Jo. He'd be real proud of you." he said knowingly.

Jo smiled at him and nodded as tears rolled down her cheeks. Dean lifted his hand and held Jo's face in it as he gently brushed her tears away with his thumb. Even though her tears were now gone he kept his hand on her face. Jo looked up and met his eyes. They were looking right into hers.

Slowly their faces began inching towards each other and their eyes began to drift closed, until finally their lips touched. At first it was just that, touching, both of them wanting that connection, but slowly Deans lips craved more from Jo's and she was happy to let them have whatever they wanted.

As Dean tenderly brushed her face with his hand, Jo parted her lips and allowed his tongue to massage her own and explore her mouth. As the kiss began to deepen, Jo found herself feeling light headed, his kisses were better than she had ever imagined. Just when she was thinking she could happily stay like this forever another contraction ripped through her body and she pulled away, crying out in pain.

"Is it a contraction?" Dean asked. Jo just nodded, in far too much pain to talk.

He had no idea what to do, but he placed a hand on her tummy and gently began rubbing it. "Breathe." he said to her, noticing she was trying to hold her breath. Shakily, she took some deep breaths and slowly the pain began to drift. "Okay?" he asked her.

"Yeah, I think." she replied.

"Here, get comfy." he said as he fixed some pillows behind her. Jo snuggled into them, clearly in some discomfort. "Wow, I am glad that I am not a woman." he said, laughing nervously. She just smiled. "Do you want me to get you anything?" he asked.

"A whisky." she joked, "Maybe five." she said being slightly more serious as she rubbed her tummy.

"How about some water?" Dean offered.

"That'd be great." she said.

"Back in a minute." he said as he just looked at her, with a big grin on his face. She shared the same grin. As he turned and left she sat there, recalling the feel of his soft lips on hers and wanting them back there.

- - - - - -

Dean walked behind the bar and grabbed a clean glass before walking over to the tap. As he grabbed it to turn it on, Ellen put her hand over his, stopping him.

"I know stay away from behind the bar, but this isn't for me, it's for Jo." he told her quickly.

"How do you know she wants water?" Ellen asked him.

"She just told me." he said innocently.

"So you were in her room?" Ellen said.

"No. Yes. No, well yeah, but only checking she was okay." he said sheepishly.

"Are you in love with my daughter?" she asked him.

"No…" he said trying to sound serious.

Ellen just looked at him. "Dean?"

"Okay, yeah, I am. I can't get her out of my head Ellen. I… How do you know?" he asked her.

"It's obvious. I've seen the way you two look at each other."

Dean just smiled. "Is it really that obvious?" he asked.

"Oh yeah," she replied with a smile. Dean just laughed, not knowing what to say.

- - - - - -

Jo was sat in bed waiting for Dean to bring her water. There was a knock on the door and she expected him to walk in but someone else did, one of the hunters. "Hey," she said.

She could see a glass of water in his hands. "I thought Dean was getting me that?" she said, curiously.

"He was, but Sam needed him so he asked me to bring it to you." The guy said, seeming genuine enough.

"Oh." Jo said.

He walked over to her and passed it to her. She took it from him and took a much needed swig. She watched, however, as the guy walked around the room.

"How you feeling?" he asked her.

"Okay. The baby's a little shook up with all the demonic attention it's getting. We can't rest for more than five minutes before another demon shows up." Jo told him, a little cautiously. She had to wonder why he was just wandering around, looking at the boards over the windows.

"That's because it's so special." he said.

Jo just nodded, "I guess." she said. "Is my mom around?" she asked getting a little nervous with this guy around.

He didn't answer her he just walked over to the door. She felt her heart jump into her throat as he shut it closed then turned and began walking back over to the bed where she was. Could you get my mom for me…I …I err… I don't feel too good." she lied, she just wanted him out.

"I can't do that, Jo." he said as he continued walking towards her.

"Who are you?" Jo asked.

"Someone who needs that baby." he said as he lunged at her.

He quickly pushed her down and straddled her, pinning her arms down in one hand.

"Help!" she screamed as loud as she could. "Somebody, please help me!"

The hunter pulled some rope out of his coat pocket and began tying Jo's wrists together with it. She yelped in pain as it burnt and nipped her skin.

"Get off me, you son-of-a-bitch. Somebody, help me!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

The hunter let got of her wrists as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a syringe. Jo squirmed underneath him, trying desperately to get away from him. He grabbed hold of her wrists again, pinning them. He used his teeth to pull the cap off the syringe, exposing the sharp needle.

"What's that do?" she asked.

"It'll help bring the baby on quicker." he told her.

"What?" she said blinking away the tears she felt forming in her eyes. Once again she began struggling, the hunter put the needle down and pulled a knife out of the back of his belt and held it right by her eye, then she froze, she daren't even blink. "I don't want to hurt you Jo, but I need your baby." he said determinedly.

She just began to sob, but she stayed deadly still. The hunter put the knife down on the bed next to them before picking up the syringe. Without warning he stabbed the syringe into the crook of her arm. She grunted in pain as he did it. It felt like the damn thing had hit her bone.

"Sorry about that." he said as he took the syringe out of her arm. Straight away a trickle of blood seeped down her arm.

She began to cry as he climbed off her. "It shouldn't be too long know." he told her.

As he once again checked the boards on the window, Jo pushed herself up off the bed. She tried to make a run for the door, but he spun around and ran across the room and threw his body against the door, before she could open it.

She began hitting him, trying to get him to move, but he just grabbed hold of the rope that tied her wrists together and slammed them against the wall above her head, holding them securely in one hand. Using his free arm, he swung his fist into her face, hitting her so hard it knocked her unconscious.

He caught her in his arms and walked over to the bed and put her down on it. "I said I didn't want to hurt you…doesn't mean I won't." he said as he wiped the blood from her split lip away.

- - - - - -

Downstairs the hunters were all fighting off the new kinds of demons who were trying to force their way into the bar. All the buckets of holy water had been used and dozens and dozens of rounds of bullets had been fired. Slowly the demons were being taken out but not without casualties to some of the hunters.

Dean, Sam and Ellen were all helping with the fight. "Who's with Jo?" Ellen shouted above the chaos.

"One of our guys went up to check on her." Bobby yelled back.

Ellen nodded, 'at least she wasn't alone', she thought to herself.

Twenty minutes later, with the last demon dead, some of the hunters began seeing to their wounded whilst others began preparing for the next attack which was sure to happen soon.

They had barely had time to drag their own to safety and reload when a swarm of werewolves began running towards them. They believed feeding on the baby would make them more powerful, so not only were they fighting the hunters to get to it and Jo, but also each other.

"Damn-it Jo, couldn't you have your baby when it isn't a full moon." Dean yelled, not that she would hear him above the noise anyway.

"Dean it isn't." Sam told him.

"Then how are they here?" he asked.

"The rules are being bent Dean. This really is one special kid. Hell's opening up for it." Bobby told him.

Both Dean and Sam looked as terrified as each other. Both of them, like everyone else, wondered if they would be able to protect Jo and the baby and if they did manage to hold the demons off long enough for Jo to give birth, what would happen once the baby was born. Surely they wouldn't all just leave and give up.

"Why are they coming so fast?" Sam yelled.

Dean was about to come up with some sarcastic remark when it struck him. They were coming faster because the baby was. "Jo…" he said. "Sammy, come on!" he yelled. He knew Bobby and Ellen could keep charge down here.

They were halfway up the stairs when Sam stopped and grabbed his head as pain and images tore through it.

"Sam, what is it?" Dean asked, stopping to steady him and stop him falling down the stairs.

The flashes continued: Jo on the bed, crying, as someone, the hunter, held a knife against her neck, then her stomach. Then there were flashes of the hunter holding the baby, a knife at its throat, and Jo laying on the bed, her throat and stomach cut open.

"Argh, he isn't here to help Dean, he wants the baby. He's gonna kill it and Jo." Sam told him, in sheer panic. "We have to stop him." Sam said. He knew he couldn't trust his visions, he just prayed that he was seeing the future and not the past.

"Come on." Dean said as he helped him up before they both carried on running towards Jo's room.

TBC

Sorry for another cliff-hanger.

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