Author's Note: OK I KNOW it's been forever since I updated so here is a super long chapter to hold you over before I post the next one. The plan: one more chapter till the Thanksgiving chapter. Jude is coming home next chapter! Then, I will probably spend very little time in December. Maybe one chapter then the Christmas chapter and we all know that Christmases are special for the Winchesters. Then LOTS to come in the Spring (in the story – not Spring in real life, haha. Sorry if I'm confusing. I just get excited!) I also have a lot in store for you guys… so I'm hoping you didn't forget about this story! Also, Elizabeth Hurley plays Sadie, just so you know

Also, this takes place right near Thanksgiving (the Saturday before), so mid November-ish.

"Alright class, we have a quiz on the muscular and fasciae of the hand," Professor Lowe reminded as students packed up, practically fleeing from their last class of the day.

"Hey, hunt any monsters lately?" someone asked, causing Jude to jump. He turned around, his heart still pounding in his chest, relieved when he saw it was Anna.

"Anna, you know we can't really talk about that here," Jude chuckled, still reeling from the shock it gave him.

"Great conversation starter, huh?" Anna asked back, sarcastically.

"Yeah," Jude said, laughing it off. "Hey, I should get going. I'm going to grab a cup of coffee before starting on my paper."

"Hey, do you mind if I tag along?" Anna asked.

"Not at all," Jude replied, secretly satisfied.

"It's just my shift starts in about thirty minutes," Anna started.

"Shift?" Jude asked, puzzled.

"You know. The kind of thing that you have when you work," Anna teased.

"I know what you meant! I just didn't know you were working at Java Jive," Jude replied.

"Yep," Anna said, popping the 'p' at the end of the word. "Gotta pay the rent, you know?"

"Oh, I hear you on that one," Jude chuckled.

"Way to spend your Friday night, huh? It's just, I'm saving up for the summer. My parents are coming back to the states for all about a week and then heading back to sub-Saharan Africa to do what they call "saving the continent, one child at a time"," Anna said, rolling her eyes at her parents' elitist ways. Sometimes she questioned their reasons for being doctors. She hated how judgmental and pompous they could be sometimes – make that most of the time.

Jude laughed, "Your parents are a trip! I remember when they came down to Peru for a day or two on their way back to the states."

"Sorry about that. I don't think you can un-meet people," Anna sighed. Jude chuckled at her comment. He wanted to lighten the mood since he could tell she was getting so worked up.

"They weren't that bad!" Jude started.

"Oh trust me. They are. Career always comes first with them. God, I'm so jealous of your family. You always make it sound like one big, overbearing, happy family," Anna chuckled.

Jude shook his head, "Yeah, well the overbearing part can get a little too much. I know it may seem like my family's perfect but we have our issues."

"I don't know. Right now, a big, overbearing family seems nice to me. You get to go home and be with your family but not me. I'm staying here and probably working… saving up for grad school. The parents are coming back for my graduation and we'll probably go home, but it's not like I'll pack up the apartment or anything. I'm staying here all summer. God, it's like home is a place I'll be visiting. It's just weird… you know?" Anna said.

"Huh," Jude sounded. Jude held his tongue. He knew exactly what he wanted to say but he knew that they were still on shaky ground. They were still trying to get their friendship in place. If they had been back in Peru, where the two of them had been head over heels for each other, he would've asked her to come home with him in a heartbeat, but right now he knew it wouldn't be a good idea. What would that mean anyways? Usually that meant they were serious… but they weren't. Not now at least. Back then? Maybe.

"Jude, you ok?" Anna asked, pulling Jude from his thoughts.

"What? Yeah," Jude said.

Anna laughed, rolling her eyes, "Don't tell me you were having the 'Cherry Pie' by Warrant' dream again… we all know what that song entails in your imagination – more like what that conjures up."

Jude smirked, "Definitely had the 'Cherry Pie' daydream."

"You're gross," Anna teased, shoving him playfully.

"You suggested it," Jude shrugged.

"Whatever," Anna groaned.

"Come on. If we don't walk fast enough, you are going to make me late, Mr." Anna said, picking up the pace as she and Jude headed over towards the café.

Early Saturday morning, Nate had met Dean, John, and Meredith over at the Winchester residence, and they were off to Rapid City. Sadie was already there, and had gone the previous night to lure the demon there.

"I still can't believe we're doing this," Dean murmured as the tape in the tape player of the Impala ended.

"Dean," Meredith sighed. Dean took the tape out and then flipped it over for side B. The opening of "Heartbreaker" by Led Zeppelin came on. Meredith took a deep breath, attempting to just relax herself. Things had been so tense after they left the house earlier. "Look, if you didn't want to come, you should've just let John and I take care of it."

"And leave you alone like this? I don't think so!" Dean hissed.

"Dean, how many times do I have to tell you that I'm not a porcelain doll?" Meredith argued.

"What and leave you with him? I don't think so," Dean growled.

"This is ridiculous, Dean. If this were anyone else, you wouldn't be acting like this! You really can't trust me-," Meredith started.

"Oh I trust you. It's him that I don't," Dean said, cutting her off.

"He's married, Dean!" Meredith exclaimed.

John sat there, uncomfortably, as his parents argued. No one had told him what had happened and he was so damn confused. He couldn't do it any longer.

"Is anyone going to tell me what the hell is going on?" John asked, cutting both of his parents off. Meredith turned around to look at her son. They should've just told him in the first place but she didn't think Dean was going to act like this… then again, how did she not see this coming?

"John, it's complicated," Meredith started.

"Really because you told Victoria… or at least Dad did," John said. Dean let out a sigh. He knew that he shouldn't have said anything to her but he was so mad at Nate for calling Meredith like that. Even after all this time, Dean still wasn't ready for Nate and Meredith to be friends. He'd never be. She was his wife and he hated the idea of having to share her with a man that had once tried to break them up. "But she won't tell me what happened and neither will Flynn – and you know he knows because she tells him everything."

"Look, you were too young to remember this, but after your grandfather died, your father and I were having a lot of trouble," Meredith started.

"I… became obsessed with getting revenge on the guy that killed him," Dean continued.

"Nate, who's Bobby's nephew showed up and we became friends," Meredith said.

"In my least shining moments, I kept leaving your mother to go on hunts without letting her know. We were fighting a lot and Nate was there for her-," Dean started.

"As a friend," Meredith interjected. "Things got really messy between your dad and I, and Nate had a part to play in it. Your father's… never been able to forgive him for it."

"Mom, you didn't-," John started.

"No. No!" Meredith shook her head. "He kissed me and that was more or less rock bottom for your dad and I."

"And you guys fixed things?" John asked, skeptically.

"It wasn't easy," Meredith chuckled.

"It involved some supernatural intervention. You may find out someday, but you have your own personal cupid," John said.

"Cupid?" John asked, raising an eyebrow. "Dad, that's kinda lame."

"He helped a lot. He talked us through what was going on and uh, reminded us why we love each other so much," Dean replied.

"Phew! Good. There's no way I'd want that guy to be my dad," John said. Dean snickered and Meredith just rolled her eyes.

"So why are we helping this guy out anyways?" John asked.

"John Caleb Winchester, be nice!" Meredith reminded.

"He's a friend of your mom's," Dean grumbled.

"What? If he's one of the reasons you guys were fighting-," John said.

"Oh, that wasn't the only reason," Meredith said, shooting Dean a look. He really couldn't pin this all on Nate.

Dean sighed, "A lot happened back then, John. I-, a lot of it was my fault."

"But-," John started.

"No 'buts'! Besides, if we weren't helping him on this very early Saturday morning, you wouldn't be able to go out on this hunt," Meredith said, making a point. John nodded slowly. She did have a point. He really did want to go out on a hunt… After the first one, he wanted to keep going. He saw what he was capable of and he to admit, he kind of liked the thrill of it all. "Look, we need more information on what this… demon gang is planning. We could get that from this demon."

"Do you think we will?" John asked.

"I don't know," Meredith answered. "But it's worth a shot."

"John, we made a lot of enemies in our hunting days. Your mom's right. It's better if we get as much information as we can early so we can be ready," Dean added. Just then, Meredith's cell phone buzzed and she pulled it out of the pocket of her jeans. She opened up the text message.

Nate: Plan is a go.

Meredith: Great. We're on our way.

Nate sent her the address they were to go to and all of the details before she said anything to her family, "We're good to go. Sadie's supposed to meet the demon in a few hours. Nate's way ahead of us and he's going to help her with the devil's trap and everything."

"Good. I think we'll make it on time," Dean said, accelerating.

"So what happens if we don't get anything out of the demon? We just… exorcise it?" John asked. His parents had always taught him to exorcise a demon first, just in case the host was still alive.

"Yeah uh… we're leaving that one up to you," Dean said, as he and his with exchanged small, proud glances. They had already come to terms with the fact that their children would hunt. It just wouldn't have to be to the extent that they hunted during their time.

"Really?" John asked, his eyes widening and a small smile spreading across his face.

"Yeah," Meredith answered.

Cool.

"Hey, everything alright?" Meredith asked, as she, John, and Dean arrived at the old rundown barn on an abandoned farm in Rapid City, South Dakota. She got out of the car, Dean right behind her. John was loading up his gun by the car and would be with them shortly.

"Yep, we're all set to go, Death," Sadie said, cheerfully.

"You're rather chipper in the morning," Meredith said.

"Ohh, I forgot you're not a morning person, Death," Sadie chuckled.

"Hey, I've changed a little bit," Meredith defended herself lightly.

"Oh, please. Do I have to remind you of the time where you were so angry in the morning… where was it… Amsterdam after you had sex in that garden with the guy you met at the bar. You kicked the coffee right over and told me to go to hell," Sadie reminisced.

Meredith groaned, "Oh my God, I can't believe you remember that. And that was Uppsala. We were in Sweden, remember?"

"Oh, right. You really did have a wild side back then, Death," Sadie smirked.

"Right back at you, Die," Meredith answered, equally mischievous.

Nate and Dean just stared, both with their heads turned to the side a little.

"Is this weird? I mean, I assume you've heard all the stories. Just putting a face to the name…" Nate trailed off.

"Definitely weird," Dean said, perplexed. It was so weird hearing his wife described very similar to him before he and Meredith got back together. No wonder she was so great in bed…

"Alright, I'm ready," John said, joining them. John looked from the four adults. "Did I miss anything?"

"Nope, sweetie. Come on. We should get into our places," Meredith said, quickly changing the subject. She nodded her head towards the barn to urge her son in that direction.

The five headed into the barn and Sadie stood under the devil's trap while the rest of them positioned themselves equally around the barn, so that any unwelcomed guests could be fought off and back up was right near. Inside the barn, Sadie was ready.

"Alright, you son of a bitch! Get down here. I'll give you what you want. Just don't hurt my daughter," Sadie shouted, looking towards the ceiling. There was nothing there until a voice filled the room.

"You could try asking nicely next time," the voice said. All of a sudden a woman who appeared to be in her twenties appeared. She stood there, staring down Sadie.

"Yeah, and you could come to me first instead of blackmailing me anonymously about hurting my daughter," Sadie snapped.

"And what would be the fun in that?" the demon asked, an evil smile creeping on her face.

"Let's just get this over with, alright?" Sadie asked.

"Of course," the demon said.

"Just do it. Kill me," Sadie said, standing her ground. She knew this demon needed to believe in order to actually pull this off.

"Gladly," the demon sneered, walking towards Sadie. She stopped, as soon as she realized. She looked up, her face twisting as she saw the devil's trap above her. "You know, I thought you were weak enough to cave, but I guess you really do still have that old… spunk, you used to have."

"I thought you knew me better," Sadie challenged.

"You're right. I brought back up," the demon smirked, snapping her fingers. Instantly, there were demons and croats everywhere.

"Now!" Sadie shouted. Suddenly, Meredith and John busted into the barn, eager and ready to kick some demon ass while Dean and Nate came in following as quickly as possible. "Couldn't make this an unfair fight, right?"

The demon frowned, "Bitch."

"Why, thank you," Sadie smiled.

Meredith turned to her son, "Shoot at as many as you can, eliminating the croats, first."

"Got it, Mom. You and Dad trained me well. Don't worry," John smiled, the adrenaline already pumping through his veins. It was go time.

"Be safe," Meredith said. John nodded once before they split up, going in for the fight.

Dean and Nate were instantly greeted by the heftiest of the demons. The demons immediately lunged at them, engaging them immediately in hand to hand combat.

"Two!" John called out, as another croat fell to the floor.

"Good aim. But I've got four," Meredith said.

John just shook his head, unable to resist the temptation to laugh. His mom really was such a badass, "I'm telling you, Mom. I'm gonna kill more than you."

"Challenge accepted," Meredith replied, unconvinced as she spun around, stabbing another croat. "That makes five."

"You're on, Mom," John said, turning around and facing another croat that was about to attack him. His parents really had trained him well. Now he'd get to use it.

All while Dean, Nate, John, and Meredith were facing the gang of demons that had been brought as back up, Sadie was facing her own.

"Just think about your daughter. You don't think I knew you were setting me up? I've got her all tied up right now… literally… one signal from me and those croats will devour her," the demon sneered.

"Shut up!" Sadie yelled, throwing holy water onto the woman. The demon recoiled in agony.

"What do you know about the first?"

"I thought you'd be more concerned about your daughter in this situation. Looks like you are a bad mommy after all," the demon teased, laughing evily. Sadie threw more water on the demon again and she screamed. Sadie looked around and realized all of the other demons were dead. The demon was surprised to but didn't seem to alarmed.

"You know I have more," the demon said, looking around the room of hunters. "I know all your tricks. I used to be one of you, remember?"

Dean shook his head, "You're forgetting one thing, bitch? I went to hell. Picked up a few tricks too. Meredith, go get my bag from the car and leave us two alone."

The demon clicked her tongue against her teeth, "If you wanted to be alone you could've just have said so. You didn't have to go through all this trouble, Dean Winchester." Dean just held his ground, staring her dead straight in those black eyes. He knew he needed to act this way if he was going to torture again. Meredith hated to see him like this but she knew it was what needed to be done.

"Come on," Meredith said, as she and her son left. The rest of them cleared out and Dean shut the door to the barn.

Twenty minutes later, and they hadn't run into any more croats or demons. Meredith and Sadie were sitting on the hood of Sadie and Nate's car. John was flipping through his grandfather John's hunting journal and Nate was pacing, trying to get a hold of his daughter on the phone.

"You okay?" Meredith asked Sadie.

"Yeah," Sadie sighed. "It's just frightening, you know? The stuff she said. What if… what if she was telling the truth-."

"Sadie, don't even go there! You know demons lie all the time. I think if something were to really happen you would've known about it sooner. You said she had been blackmailing you. Wouldn't she have done it already?" Meredith asked, attempting to comfort her old friend.

"Yeah, I guess. But until we can get home and see her. Make sure she's alright. She's staying with Nate's mom right now," Sadie said.

"So your daughter huh? Tell me about her," Meredith said.

"She's amazing, Death! We adopted her about ten years ago. She's in the seventh grade now. Her name's Rachel," Sadie said.

"That's a nice name. You know, after all these years, I mean… you and kids?" Meredith asked, jokingly.

"I could say the same thing about you, with your four kids," Sadie teased.

Just then, the barn doors burst open and Dean came outside, wiping his hands off on a cloth.

"She's dead," Dean said.

"Really?" Sadie asked.

"Yeah, and I got all we needed to know about the First," Dean said. Nate and John both jogged over to them all, eager to hear the news. "This one caved. Didn't take more than twenty five minutes." Dean was stoic and it worried Meredith a little bit.

"Good. Let's head home then," Nate announced.

The hunters said their goodbyes and parted ways. The Winchesters drove back to their home while the Parkers drove home to theirs. That night, Dean, Meredith, and John were all a little sore from the hunt, but were managing. It was around ten thirty and the kids were all watching a movie. Dean pulled his shirt off, winding down from the day and getting ready to go to bed. Today he had seen a part of himself that he hadn't seen in a while that he wanted to suppress. During the drive home, he snapped back into it and stopped being so stoic – what he needed to be for the torture – and began normal Dean again. He was just afraid of what he had become back there… He pulled on another dark grey t-shirt and was about to take his pants off when he heard something.

"Thank you," Dean heard Meredith say from inside the bathroom.

"For what?" Dean called back, sitting down on the bed and running a hand through his hair.

"For putting your differences aside and helping Nate out," Meredith said back. He looked toward the bathroom that their bedroom led into. The door was cracked and the lighting was dim. What was she doing in there?

"Hey, I didn't do it for Nate. I did it for you," Dean said back.

"So? You still did it. You helped their family. Nate called earlier to say their daughter was fine and they got home alright," Meredith said.

"Huh," Dean sounded.

"Hey, I'm just trying to give you a compliment here. So thank you," Meredith said.

"And?" Dean asked, prompting her.

"And what?" Meredith asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

"What else? I did a lot today, baby," Dean smirked. Meredith rolled her eyes, trying to fight the smile on her face. He was so cute when he got cocky – as annoying as it really got.

"And for understanding that I do care about Nate, just as a friend?" Meredith suggested, not knowing what else to say.

"I really don't understand, yet, Mer. And?"

"I know, I know, wishful thinking," she chuckled. "And…" What was he getting at? "I don't know!And for being super handsome?" a girlish laugh followed her statement and Dean couldn't help but bite his lip. He loved the sound of her laugh. If she didn't come out of there soon, he'd go in there. What the hell was she doing?

"I think drop dead sexy is more like it," Dean teased, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Ooh, and modest too," Meredith said, playfully sarcastic.

Dean chuckled, "Mer, come to bed. What the hell are you doing in there anyways?"

"What? You don't want to join me?" Meredith asked, a mischievous tone in her voice. Dean furrowed his brow. What was she up to?

Dean got up from his seated place on the bed and walked towards the bathroom. Dean pushed the door open a little more, raising his eyebrows as soon as he saw his wife in the bath tub. Even though there were bubbles covering her body, Dean still couldn't stop staring. His jaw dropped a little and he felt himself get hard. He searched for the right words but nothing came to mind. Even after all these years of marriage and countless amounts of time that they had made love, Dean still got this turned on at the site of his naked wife.

"Oh hell yeah," he smirked.

"Good. Take off your pants," she smirked.

"Yes, ma'am," he said, grinning wickedly.

In the living room, John, Victoria and Flynn were all sitting around and watching TV. The boys were watching football while Victoria had the laptop in her lap. She finished reading the article she had up, and then closed the laptop, placing it gently on the floor. Victoria made a face as she heard her mom giggle.

John laughed, "You know, the scary thing is that we could all learn a thing or two from Mom and Dad about seducing significant others."

"More like disturbing thing," Victoria said.

"Yeah…" Flynn trailed off, not even wanting to think about it.

"Hey, can you toss me the remote? You guys have had the TV for like two hours now," Victoria asked.

John glared at her, "No! We're not watching Project Runway."

"Shut up, that's a good show!" Victoria protested.

"Yeah, well uh, I bet Flynn's not feelin' that chick show," John said, glancing over at Flynn. Flynn shrugged apologetically at his sister as John looked back at her. "This makes it a two against one vote so looks like we're staying on football.

Victoria scowled, "You suck." She picked up a piece of popcorn from her bowl, throwing it at her brother's head.

"You love me," John gloated as Victoria stuck her tongue out at him.

Author's Note: I know that that wasn't much of a goodbye for Sadie and Nate, but that's because it's not goodbye ;). More of them to come as well. Will Dean ever be ready for Mer and Nate to be friends? ... probably not.