Authors: And here's part three and the end of Dream A Little Dream Of Me! Next episode is Mystery Spot and I can't wait until you guys read what I cooked up and changed for that episode with the girls c:

Reviews at the end would be greatly appreciated ^^


"Wait!" Liz called, as she stopped and turned around, resting her arms out on the Impala, Dean opened the door halfway and then turned to Liz, "You were actually in Bobby's head?" She asked, trying to process what Dean had just exactly told her.

"Sounds crazy, but...we were." Dean replied, then got in the Impala. Liz huffed, kinda surprised that they actually managed to do that and then she opened the car door and got in herself. Sam and Gabrielle had already went off in the Trans Am to go after Jeremy after Sam had said what he experienced while he was in Bobby's head. Liz kicked her feet up on the dash, then leaned over and turned up the radio then hummed along to Gimme Shelter by The Rolling Stones as it played and she patted her knees to the beat while the song almost ended and the radio station switched to What's Your Name by Lynyrd Skynyrd. Dean looked over at Liz as she bobbed her head to the music, "You seem in a rather good mood this morning." He commented, then again he remembered that it was probably her mood swings.

Liz shrugged, "I don't know, guess it's because Bobby's okay now." She replied, looking over and giving Dean a smile, then they both turned their attentions back to the road, "Anyways, I can't over stress myself too much. It's not good for the baby." Dean nodded in agreement, it was best she stayed in this type of mood for now, "What's your name, little girl? What's your name!" Liz sang out loud, which had Dean smile and laugh.

It didn't take long until they got to the hospital, it was probably a fifteen minute drive, would've been ten minutes if Liz didn't beg Dean to go through the McDonalds drive through since she was hungry and didn't want to eat the hospital food, saying she already threw up earlier and didn't need to throw up later after eating the hospital food. Dean knocked on the hospital door of Bobby's room, "Knock knock." He said, grabbing Bobby's attention and he looked over at the two and smiled.

"Dean, Liz, I'm glad to see you two." He greeted, as Liz walked over and the two hugged.

"I almost thought I was gonna lose you there, Bobby." Liz said, as they hug and she dug her face into his shoulder, glad that her uncle was now back with them.

Bobby gave Liz a smile, "You're never gonna lose me, Liz." Liz smiled back at him, "So, where's Sam and Elle?" He asked, seeing that they didn't walk in, thinking that Gabrielle would've been here with Liz as soon as they got the call that he woke up.

"Went to track down Jeremy." Dean replied, as he pulled out a few papers from his jacket he had been carrying and then placed them on the table next to Bobby's bedside and then he pulled up a chair as well as Liz and they sat down to go through Doc's papers. Dean decided he would speak up after a while of silence, "So...umm...Bobby, you remember everything from the dream, right?"

"As good as day, boy." Bobby answered, "Why?" He asked, as he looked at a paper about the Dream Root.

"So...what happened, with your wife...that was real?"

Bobby looked over at Dean, "Everybody got into hunting somehow."

Dean looked down, "Sorry."

Liz put her hand on Dean's shoulder and he turned to look at her, "Don't worry, we're okay about it now." She gave him a reassuring smile, Dean half smiled back. Liz then turned to Bobby, "Bobby...Dean and I, we actually have something to tell you." Dean gulped, not knowing if he was actually ready to tell Bobby about the new baby on board, he didn't know how Bobby was going to react.

Bobby blinked in confusing, "You two can tell me anything, what's eating at ya?"

Liz took her hand she previously had on Dean's shoulder and then reached over and held Dean's hand, Dean looked down a interwined his fingers with hers, then he looked up at Bobby, who had his eyebrow raised at the two trying to figure them out. Dean then cocked a grin, "We're gonna have a baby."

Bobby's facial expression completely changed, his mouth felt like it could drop to the ground, but it stayed shut and he just stared blankly at them, "You're what?!" He yelled, the reaction that Dean had expected, "Are you idjits insane?! You can't bring a baby into any of this!"

Liz sighed and looked down, she was hoping that Bobby would be ecstatic like he had when he found out she was going to have Robby, but she should've known this was going to be different. She wasn't hunting then, now she was, "It's true, Bobby." She then looked up at him, "It's not like we planned it though!"

Bobby growled, biting his lip, then he sighed, "You two should've been more careful." He shook his head, Liz and Dean didn't know how to reply back to that, so they were silent.

Bobby looked back over at them about to say something, until they heard feet running into the room, "Bobby!" Gabrielle soon engulfed her uncle into a hug, although Bobby was happy to see his other niece again, after finding out about Liz and Dean expecting he wasn't in the best of moods.

Bobby tried to crack a laugh and he hugged Gabrielle back and patted her on the back, "Glad to see you too, girl." He replied.

Gabrielle pulled apart and she smiled at her but she noticed that Bobby forced a smile and she raised an eyebrow, then she noticed how quiet Dean and Liz were, "Did I miss something?"

Sam let out a chuckle behind her and she turned around, then Sam looked over at Dean, "You told him, didn't you?" Gabrielle turned quickly back around to Dean and saw him and Liz nod their heads.

Bobby crossed his arms, "Not the best news I've heard."

Liz stared over at Bobby in a glare, then she got up from her chair and fast paced out of the room, "Lizzie!" Dean called after her, standing quickly up, watching as she stomped out of the room and then he looked over at Bobby, "Thanks, Bobby. I thought you'd actually be happy for us." He said, before running out of the room and after Liz.

Bobby groaned, while Sam shook his head and Gabrielle sighed. Bobby looked over at Sam, deciding he'd change the whole subject, "So, was Jeremy at his dorm room?" Bobby asked them.

"No." Sam answered, "Stoner boy wasn't in his dorm. Elle and I guess he's probably long gone by now."

"He ain't much of a stoner." Bobby replied, as he picked up a picture of Jeremy from the table, "His name's Jeremy Frost. Full-on genius. Hundred-and-sixty IQ. Which is sayin' some, considering his dad took a baseball bat to his head." Bobby then put the picture of Jeremy down on the table and then picked up a paper and handed it over to Sam, "Here's Father of the Year." Sam took the paper and looked to see it was a copy of Jeremy's dad, Henry's drivers license, Gabrielle walked over and crossed her arms to take a look at the paper, "He died before Jeremy was ten."

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Dean ran up to Liz as she paced down the hallway, "Lizzie!" He yelled, grabbing her once he managed to catch up to her and then turned her around, his hands secured on her arms, "Hey!" He shook her and Liz looked up, tears were in her eyes. Dean softened and then wrapped his arms around her and put his hand behind her head and then used his other to rub her back to sooth her, "Shhh, Lizzie, it's alright."

"No it's not." She cried, then beat his chest with her fist and pulled away from him, "It's obvious Bobby wants nothing to do with me now."

Dean groaned, "Lizzie, that's not what he meant to say. You took it wrong."

Liz shook her head and then wrapped her arms around her, "No. It's true. The look on his face I saw-"

"You saw what?" Dean cut her off, Liz blinked and looked up at him as he walked up at her, "Lizzie, you saw nothing. Bobby doesn't hate you, if he's going to hate anyone it's probably me because I got you pregnant since I couldn't keep my dick in my pants." Liz half smiled, Dean smiled back at her and then reached his hand up and wiped the tears from her face, "He just doesn't approve of the fact we're bringing another child into hunting, after all we're already dealing with Robby, it's not like we need more to worry about."

Liz tilted her head to the side, almost talking that the wrong way, "You don't want this baby?"

Dean sighed, "No. No. Don't think that. I do want this baby. I do." He said, as he held her arms again, not as tight and forceful as he had a few minutes ago and looked her straight in the eyes, "Don't you ever think that I don't! You mean the world to me, I love you and I'm going to love our baby just as much." Liz smiled, then she sniffled looking down to her side, Dean let his shoulders down and then use his hand and reached his arm up to place his finger under Liz's chin and brought her chin up, "Are you okay? Can we go back in there?" He asked her, giving her a smile.

Liz sighed and then nodded her head, taking her arm and then wiping her eyes. Dean wrapped his arm around her and then they headed back into the room, "But, Bobby how did Jeremy get a hold of part of your DNA?" Gabrielle asked, as they discussed.

Dean cleared his throat, Bobby looked up hearing as Liz and Dean walked back into the room, Sam and Gabrielle both turned their heads to them as they walked in, "Guys, look..." Bobby began to speak, "I'm sorry for what I had said. I'm happy for you two, really I am. I just don't think it's the best time to bring a child into this whole mess we've got on us now. I'm here for you two though, don't think I'm leaving ya behind."

Liz gave Bobby a smile, "Thanks Bobby."

Bobby shot a smile back at Liz, "So, how far along exactly are you?"

Dean took his arm off of Liz and then turned to her, he actually had no clue how far along she really was either and only the fact that she had kept the pregnancy from him for a few weeks, "Yeah, that's right. You never told me how long you are."

Liz sighed, running her hand through her hair, "That's because I don't really know. I've been showing signs for a while, I believe not long ago that I was pregnant but then miscarried. That's why I was actually keeping it a secret, I didn't want you to get too excited and then I miscarried again." She confessed, putting her hand on her stomach, "I'm going to guess that I'm at least eight or nine weeks along."

Sam sent Liz over a smile, "So, you've still got about a good thirty-five weeks left to go then, huh?"

"Wait, so you think I got you pregnant before?" Dean asked, confused at what Liz had just confessed to him.

Liz sighed, "I don't really know, though." She shrugged, "It took Mark and I a while until I was finally able to fully carry Robby. I probably had miscarried at least three times before him."

Sam frowned, hearing what Liz had told them, "Well, there's one thing our kid has that those didn't." Dean replied.

Liz blinked and turned her head and looked over him, "And what's that?"

"Winchester. If I know my DNA well, which I do; My kid isn't about to go down without a fight." Dean gave Liz a cocky smile, Sam huffed at Dean's comment and Gabrielle rolled her eyes at him. Bobby had to smile at that.

"Anyways, speaking of DNA." Gabrielle spoke up, then turned towards Bobby, "You didn't answer my question on how Jeremy had grabbed some of yours."

"Well, before I knew it was him, he offered me a beer. I drank it. Dumbest frigging thing." Bobby answered.

Dean blinked hearing what Bobby just said, realizing he had done the same thing and he slightly laughed, "Oh, I don't know. It wasn't that dumb." He half laughed, which had Bobby, Sam, Gabrielle, and Liz all look at him.

"Dean, you didn't." Sam said, not wanting to believe what Dean had just said and that he really didn't drink the beer too.

"I was thirsty." Dean replied, Liz put her head back with a groan and slapped her hands on her hips.

"That's great, now he can come after either one of you!" Sam yelled, obviously irritated by his brother.

Liz slapped the back of Dean's head, "Ow!" Dean reacted and put his head up and rubbed it.

"Great going, you moron!" Liz snapped at him, then crossed her arms.

Bobby sighed, "You know, I hope your child doesn't get your smarts, Dean." Dean rolled his eyes at Bobby, as he rubbed the back of his head since Liz had slapped him hard, "We better work fast and coffee up. Because one thing we cannot do is fall asleep."

xxx Two Days Later xxx

The Impala drove along the darkened road, inside were Sam and Dean. Dean was freaking out, he hadn't had any sleep the past two days and he was all jacked up on caffeine, Sam was beginning to slightly worry, "I mean, this Jeremy guy's not a frigging ghost. Where the hell could he be?" Dean snapped, obviously pissed since they still hadn't found Jeremy and he didn't know how much longer he could stay up.

Sam twitched his mouth, "Dean, you sure you don't want me to drive? You seem a little..." He paused, as Dean looked over at him, "Caffeinated."

"Thanks for the news flash, Edison!" Dean spat back, Sam didn't respond, then looked down hearing Dean's phone ring. Dean dug through his pants in a hurry and Sam was hoping he wouldn't cause them to wreck at how distracted Dean was. Dean pulled the phone out of his pants, fidgeting as he tried, then flipped it open and put the phone up to his ear, "Tell me you got something!"

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"Strip club was a bust, huh?" Bobby asked as he walked through the room, Bela was in the corner trying to get the spirits to communicate. Liz who was holding Robby now as she sat next to the table and she looked over and watched Bela as she used her spirit board. Gabrielle was leaned against the wall, tapping her foot, arms crossed.

"Yeah."

Bobby sighed, "That was our last lead."

"What the hell, Bobby!"

Liz looked away, hearing Dean's voice yell from the phone, "Don't yell at me, boy. I'm working my ass off here."

"Sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just...I'm-I'm-I'm tired."

"Well, who ain't?"

"What's Bela got?"

Bobby turned to Bela, he was surprised he somehow had managed to have all the girls all in the same room together. Liz also hadn't punched Bela in the face as of yet, "Sorry. Sometimes the spirit world is in a chatty mood, and sometimes it isn't."

Liz sighed, while Bobby went back to talking to Dean on the phone. Robby watched Bela intently as she used her spirit board, he made a coo and reached his small hand out, Bela looked up and gave him a smile then went back to the board, "He's quite cute." Bela commented towards Robby, Liz rolled her eyes at Bela trying to make friendly talk and then she looked over to Bobby as he flipped his phone closed, showing that he was done talking to Dean, "How's he holding up?" Liz asked, if she wasn't pregnant at the moment she'd be there with Dean and not sitting here in the room.

"I really don't know." Bobby replied, Liz lifted her eyes, then Bobby turned to Bela, "Bela, let me ask you somethin'." Bela looked up and over at him, "What are you doin' helping us?" He asked, Gabrielle raised an eyebrow and then stood straight up and off the wall and turned to Bela.

Bela gave Bobby a smile, "Bobby, I'm surprised you don't remember." Bobby squinted his eyes, not making the connection, "Flagstaff?"

Bobby looked away, thinking for a moment as Gabrielle and Liz turned to look at him, "Oh...Yeah. Right. Flagstaff."

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The Impala turned into a sideroad, rocks rumbled under the wheels as it drove off the asphalt and Dean drove it into a clearing before shutting her off, "Alright, that's it. I'm done!" Dean called, as he began to lean back into the seat and try and get comfortable.

Sam looked over at Dean, like he was making a big mistake. They still hadn't found Jeremy, he could get into Dean's head and easily kill him, "What are you doing?"

Dean slide down in his seat, resting his head on the back, "Taking myself a long-overdue nap." He replied, as he shut his eyes.

"What?" Sam snapped, "Dean, Jeremy can come after you."

"That's the idea." Dean replied, as he moved around in his seat to get comfy.

"Excuse me?"

Dean lifted his head up, "Come on man, we can't find him, so let him come to me."

"On his own turf? Where he's basically a god?!"

Dean leaned his head back into the seat, "I can handle it."

"Not alone, you can't." Sam said, as he pulled a piece of Dean's hair from his head.

"Ow!" Dean yelled in reaction, as he put his hand on his head at the spot where Sam pulled the piece of hair from, then looked over at Sam, "What are you doing?"

"Coming in with you." Sam said, as he fiddled with Dean's piece of hair that he had pulled.

"No, you're not." Dean protested.

"Why not? At least that it'll be two against one."

Dean didn't respond, looking away for a moment trying to think of something to say, "'Cause I don't want you digging around in my head." He replied, looking over at Sam.

"Too bad." Sam spat, reaching down to the items they had saved from the Dream Root ingredients to make the liquid, Dean just watched him for a moment before leaning his head down against the door and falling asleep. Sam took the dose of the Dream Root liquid he had made, then he looked around to see that he was still in the Impala. Sam cleared his throat, he could still taste a bit of the liquid back taste and he moved his head a little. He looked over to see Dean sleeping against the door, "Dean!" He called, hitting Dean in the arm waking his brother up in a startle.

"Jeez. For the love of God." Dean said, after being shaken up from Sam. Then he looked around, still extremely tired and he noticed they were still in the Impala, "What are we still doing here?" He asked.

Sam lifted his brows, shaking his head slightly, "I have no idea." They both turned their attentions to the outside, hearing some crackling in the woods, showing that someone was out there. Sam turned his head to Dean, "There's someone out there." Dean looked over at Sam, then he turned his head the other way trying to hear anything else from the outside before opening the Impala's door and getting out, Sam following him in salute.

They looked around, walking in front of the car trying to hear anything from where the sound was coming from they had just heard to trail it and find out who was out there. They heard some ruffling in the bushes behind them and they turned around, "Dad!" A little boy's voice came from behind, Dean raised an eyebrow not recognizing the voice and him and Sam turned around to see a little boy, probably around the age of what seemed six with short black hair that hung to his ears, his bangs in a swoop on his forehead. He was wearing a light pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt with a light blue plaid flannel over it, in one hand he held a football, "You gonna teach me how to play ball, or what?" The boy asked, his attention towards Dean.

For a minute, Dean didn't understand who the boy was, but then he looked into the boys eyes; brown eyes to be exact. He knew those eyes, it was Robby...a slightly much older version of Robby, but it was him, "Robby?" Dean asked, Sam looked over at Dean and then back at Robby, realizing it was the boy.

"Come on, Dad! You promised me that you'd teach me after you got back from your hunt!" Robby whined, stomping his foot, pouting his lips. Although, that pout he sported looked a lot similar to Sam's pout. Obviously, the boy learned it from his uncle.

"You did promise him, Dean." Liz's voice spoke out. Dean and Sam both turned their attention to Liz, as she walked out of the bushes, her blonde hair was not in it's usual tease and it was long (at least to the middle of her back) and straight. She also wore a long yellow sun dress that shinned and showed off her nice slightly tanned legs, but what caught Dean's and even Sam's eyes the most was the little blonde girl, who seemed about at the age of four, and was sucking on her thumb, that Liz held against her hip. Dean didn't even have trouble figuring out who that little girl was. That was his daughter, he just knew it.

Liz walked over to Robby and knelled down next to him, rubbing the top of his head and messing up his hair, "Mom!" Robby whined, as she ruffled his hair and he used his hand to bat her hand away, "Stop!"

Liz chuckled and then she looked over towards Dean, "Come on, Dean, you promised him. I told you, I'd take care of Roxanne and you boys could have a bonding moment."

Dean looked over at Sam, who looked over at him, and Dean hated the way that Sam was looking at him because of what he was dreaming, "Stop looking at me like that."

"Sorry." Sam replied, then looking over and back towards his niece in Liz's arms, who Liz apparently called Roxanne. Dean looked back over towards Liz and the kids as well. Liz's smile was as bright as day, but then the whole scene shook for a moment and then faded out like someone had turned off the tv.

Dean looked around, "Where'd they go?" He asked, disappointed. He wanted to see more of that, he wanted to see more of his daughter especially.

Sam looked over into the woods to see Jeremy peeking out from behind a tree, "Dean." Sam spoke, before taking off after Jeremy. Dean turned around and then followed Sam through the woods, but then they took off into different directions to try and get Jeremy.

Dean ran through, darting some tree branches and brush, but then suddenly stopped in front of him, in front of him was a wall with wallpaper just about exactly like the woods. He turned around to see he was standing in a hallway, "Okay?" He said, as he tried to take in the sudden surrounding change and then began to walk down the hallway, looking around. There were doors on each side as he walked down, but there was one door at the end that seemed to be the one sucking him in more like a black hole. The door then clicked and squeaked as it opened by it's self. Dean stopped for a moment, noticing. Then slowly and cautiously walked down and entered the room, which he realized was an exact replica of the hotel room that him and Liz were staying in. His ears followed the sound of clicking as someone in the room clicked the lamp on the table on and off, Dean squinted his eyebrows, "Jeremy?" He asked the figure, until it moved and he got a clear view to see it was himself.

Dean, or Dream Dean stood up from the chair and turned around to face Dean, "Hey, Dean." Dream Dean said, Dean stood straight up and swallowed.

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Liz groaned, hitting her head back against the wall, Bela looked up and over at her, "That's not gonna do you much good." She commented, Liz looked over at her and mouthed in mimic what Bela said then snorted.

"It doesn't do me much good that you're standing a few feet away from me, either." Liz retorted back, glaring at her. Robby still sat on her lap, but he laid on her chest and was asleep.

"Liz, calm your damn tits." Bobby yelled at her, obviously irritated at the two girls who seemed like they could attack each other at any given moment, "I told you that you should've just stayed back at home, it doesn't do you no good getting stressed right now." He scolded her.

Liz rolled her eyes and huffed at Bobby, then she stood up from her chair, holding Robby securely in her arms and walked over to the bed and laid the little boy down, "Well, I thought I could at least help, didn't know you'd be calling Bela, here." She snapped back, even though she knew it wasn't the best thing at the moment since Bobby hadn't had any sleep the last few days either and a cranky Bobby was not pretty.

"Oh, for heaven's sake." Bobby groaned, Gabrielle slightly snickered getting a little bit of entertainment out of the bickering between Bobby, who was pissed and cranky, and Liz, who was pissed, worried about Dean, and pregnant all together. Gabrielle wondered who'd come out victorious, "It's not my fault your stupid boyfriend decided he'd lend some DNA over to our Kruger, too!"

Bela raised an eyebrow, looking over at the two bickering, "Well, you should've just informed us about the hunt before you got your ass on it! It doesn't help that I'm pregnant here and stressed out over the fact that I'm worried I could probably lose you or Dean!" Liz snapped back, almost practically screaming, then she lifted her arms up in the air and turned around.

Bela huffed, since she now just found out that Liz was pregnant, "I thought you've acted a bit different lately."

Liz growled and then turned around, seeing that Bela now knew about the bun in the over. She pointed and opened her mouth to say something, but then quickly closed it and clapped her hand against her mouth before darting towards the bathroom and slamming it behind her. Gabrielle cracked out a laugh and shook her head, "Oh, this is too good."

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Sam fell out of the Impala door, face flat on the ground, he grunted over the pain from just being hit with the baseball bat the Jeremy had hit him with, "Boy, you just don't know when to leave well enough alone, do you?" Jeremy asked, as he walked around the Impala, holding the baseball bat against his shoulder.

Sam looked up seeing Jeremy walk towards him, he scurried and backed away as Jeremy walked up to him, "You're a psycho." Sam said, as he tried his best to back away from Jeremy.

"You're wrong."

"Yeah?" Sam asked, as he used his one arm to move him back, as the other one was injured, "Tell that to Dr. Gregg."

"The doc? No, no." Jeremy said, as he stopped and leaned up against the Impala, "The doc's the one that got me hooked on this stuff and then he took it away." Jeremy said, as he raised the bat, like he was about to swing at something, obviously Sam as he looked down at him, "But I needed it, and he wouldn't let me have it."

"So you killed him?" Sam replied, in a matter of fact type of type.

"I can dream again. You know what that's like, not being able to dream? You never rest, not really. It's like being awake for fifteen years."

"And let me guess." Sam said, as he moved his head slightly in a nod, "That makes you go crazy?" He asked, lifting his brows.

"I just wanna be left alone." Jeremy said, as he leaned down to Sam, "I just wanna dream."

"Sorry." Sam replied, moving his head to the side and twitching his lip, "Can't do that."

"That's the wrong answer." Jeremy replied, before Sam's head was thrown back against the ground and pulled flat towards the ground. Sam breathed heavily at the force on him, Sam then looked over to see that his hands and legs were now tied to the ground from railroad spikes that Jeremy had just put up, "I'm getting better and better at this. Stronger and stronger all the time." Jeremy lifted up the bat, examining it, before looking back down at Sam, "But you and your brother? You're not waking up. Not this time. I'm not gonna let you."

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Dream Dean walked around, Dean walked around following behind almost in the circle as the two stared at each other, "I mean, you're going to hell and you won't lift a finger to stop it. Even though Lizzie is now gonna have your baby, you still don't seem to want to be saved, thinking her and the kids will be better off without you, anyways. Talk about low self-esteem." Dream Dean said, then chuckled, "Then again, I guess it's not much of a life worth saving, now is it?"

"Wake up, Dean. Come on, wake up." Dean said to himself, as his other self continued to talk.

"I mean, after all, you've got nothing outside of them and Sam." Dream Dean finished, as he stopped and looked over at Dean, now in their original positions across from each other, "You are nothing. You're as mindless and obedient as an attack dog."

Dean gave his dream self a cocky smile, "That's not true."

"No? What are the things that you want? What are the things that you dream? I mean, your car? That's Dad's. Your favorite leather jacket? Dad's. Your music? Dad's. Oh, wait.." Dream Dean said, putting his finger up to his chin, then tilted his head in a nod, "There's Robby...ah, wait..no," Dream Dean shook his head, "That's Mark's." Dream Dean gave Dean a wink and then put his hand back on the table, "Do you even have an original thought?" Dream Dean asked, Dean just scoffed at his other self, "No. No, all there is is, "Watch out for Sammy. Look out for your little brother, boy!" You can still hear your Dad's voice in your head, can't you?" Dream Dean asked, as he held a gun up to his head and tapped it, "Clear as a bell."

Dean gave back his other self a smile and shook his head, "Just shut up."

"And now...you're starting to become Dad yourself, I mean...you and Liz taking off on hunts, leaving Robby with Bobby. Almost the same exact thing he did to you and Sam."

Dean shook his head, lifting his lip, "I'm not becoming like Dad."

"Oh?" Dream Dean asked, "Because it sure as hell seems like it. Lizzie, too." He gave Dean a wink.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean screamed, as he pushed his dream self forcefully and hard, slamming him against the table and wall, "My father was an obsessed bastard!"

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Sam grunted from the pain that Jeremy inflicted as he repeatedly hit Sam on his legs and knees with the baseball bat. Sam tried his best to be as strong as he could and break the rope, but he couldn't manage.

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"And I don't deserve to go to hell!" Dean yelled, as he cocked the shotgun he had stolen from his dream self and then pulled the trigger, blood splatted as the bullet shell went through Dream Dean's chest.

Dean stood straight up, lowering the gun to look at Dream Dean, approaching him slowly before Dream Dean's eyes flickered opened, but this time they were as black as night as if it was a demon and he quickly shot up and stared deep into Dean's eyes, "You can't escape me, Dean! You're gonna die. And this, this is what you're gonna become!"

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Jeremy pointed the baseball bat at Sam, who breathed heavily and looked up at Jeremy, "You can't stop me. There's nothing I can't do in here."

Sam panted, "Because of the Dream Root."

"That's right." Jeremy replied, about to give Sam one last shot and kill him.

"Yeah? Well, you're forgetting something."

"What's that?" Jeremy asked, as he held the bat ready to swing.

Sam moved his head up from the ground, looking straight at Jeremy, "I took the Dream Root, too." He informed, giving Jeremy a smile.

"Jeremy!" Jeremy's eyes widened as he heard his father's stern and angry voice. He turned around to face his father, Henry, standing at the edge of the woods, "Jeremy!" He called to his boy once again.

"No. No." Jeremy said, as his eyes were still widened and locked on his father, "Dad?" No longer having the baseball bat in his hands.

"You answer me when I'm talking to you, boy!" Henry yelled over to his son, as Jeremy backed away frightened.

Jeremy shook his head slightly, "No." He said, before Sam jumped up, with the baseball bat now in his hands and swung it, hitting Jeremy across the face then swinging it from the other side and sending him towards the ground before everything changed and Sam gasped for air, waking back up. He looked over at Dean who had just done the same. They breathed heavily, trying to process in everything.

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Dean stuffed a shirt into his duffel, "Lizzie!" Dean yelled, walking over to the bathroom where Liz was currently huddled over by the toilet barfing.

Liz coughed a couple times before looking up at Dean, "What?"

"Have you seen Bela at all?" He asked, since he had went to Bela's room and she had already checked out.

Liz groaned, "If you ask me, it's better I don't see her." She replied, before going back to the toilet and threw up. Dean lifted his eyes and shook his head, pulling out his phone to call Bela. Robby squealed from over on the bed and Dean smiled over at him, remembering his dream where Robby had been older. He walked up to the boy and ruffled his hand through his hair, which was still trying to grow to the point in which it was in his dream.

Robby squealed and clapped his hands in excitement, Not like how he had whined in Dean's dream when Liz had ruffled his hair. Dean smiled at the boy. He almost didn't realize the phone beep to leave a message on Bela's voice mail. He squinted his eyebrows and closed the phone. He heard knocking on the door and he turned around and walked over and opened it letting Bobby, Gabrielle, and Sam walk in. Liz walked out of the bathroom leaning against the wall, holding a rag up to her mouth wiping the mouthwash off of her, "Hey, you guys seen Bela? She's not in her room. She's not answering her phone." Dean asked them, as he held up his phone and shook it slightly.

Gabrielle squinted her eyebrows, "Come to think about it, I haven't seen her all morning either or even when we all left for breakfast."

Robby squealed and held out his hands, "Bob-Bob!" He called over towards Bobby, Gabrielle chuckled at the nickname that Robby had given Bobby. Bobby on the other hand hoped he wasn't gonna stick with it.

"She must've taken off or something." Sam replied, he hadn't seen her earlier either. He smiled over at Robby, as Bobby picked the little boy up and rested him against his hip.

"Just like that? It's a little weird." Dean said, thinking she'd at least say goodbyes or something. Nothing seemed right at all.

"Yeah well, if you ask me what's weird is why she helped us in the first place." Bobby replied, as he walked up to them. Robby had his head laid on Bobby's shoulders.

Dean blinked then shrugged his shoulders up, "I thought you saved her life?"

Bobby squinted his eyes, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"The thing in Flagstaff."

Sam looked over quickly to Bobby and Liz let out a small growl, "That thing in Flagstaff was an amulet. I gave her a good deal, that's all." Dean, Sam, and Gabrielle all looked at each other in confusion since Bela had told them that Bobby had saved her life, "You guys better check your pockets." Bobby told them, they all did, except for Gabrielle because she actually knew what Bobby was talking about, "Not literally."

"Shit." Gabrielle muttered, Sam, Dean, and Liz both looked up at her, "The Colt. She saw it when I put the Dream Root in the safe with it..." She turned around, running out of the room and down the hall to her and Sam's room, the others followed behind her and Gabrielle opened the door and ran over to the closet where the safe was and opened it, showing it empty.

Liz screamed, "I knew it! I knew we shouldn't have trusted her!" Gabrielle turned around to look at the others, Liz was breathing heavily and she looked like her head was about to explode.

xxxxxx

Dean zipped the duffel bag up as him and Sam loaded their stuff into the Impala's trunk, Sam throwing his into the trunk and Dean followed, "Hey, Sam. I was wondering. When you were in my head, what did you see?" He asked, only remembering when Sam had seen his dream about Liz, Robby, and his daughter.

"Uh, just Jeremy. He kept me separated from you." Sam answered, looking off to the distance, "Easier to beat my brains out that way, I guess." He said, as he looked back over at Dean, who scoffed, "What about you? You never said."

Dean shook his head, "Nothing. I was looking for you the whole time." He turned his head hearing footsteps behind him, figuring it was the girls. He shut the Impala's trunk before turning around as the girls stopped in front of them, "Lizzie, you okay there?" Dean asked her, hoping she had finally managed to calm herself down.

Liz snorted, crossing her arms, "What do you think, Dean?" She asked, obviously still pissed after finding out that Bela stole The Colt.

"You know, I don't think it'd be best if you tag along now...considering..."

Liz rolled her eyes, "Dean, I'm pregnant, not crippled, and I'm not gonna rest until I get my hands on that bitch and kill her before I have this baby."

Dean smiled, huffing at Liz's answer. Still, he was a little worried about letting her come along, but she promised she would keep out of the action and only help with research. Dean sighed, "Well, alright." He said, as he turned and walked around the Impala.

Sam looked over at Gabrielle, as Liz walked away and over to the Trans Am on his side. Wondering himself if it was a good decision to let Liz keep up with them. Gabrielle could see it in him too, "Sam, she'll be fine." Gabrielle assured him, Sam sighed then turned around and walked over to his side and got in the Impala, the Trans Am already started up and began to pull out.

"Sam." Dean spoke up, once Sam got in his seat and closed the Impala's door.

Sam looked over at Dean, "Yeah?"

Dean cleared his throat a bit, "I've been doing some thinking. And...Well, the thing is...I don't wanna die." Sam lifted his face up, softly, and saddened hearing the words Dean just released from his mouth, "I don't wanna go to hell." He paused, "I wanna be there for Lizzie...when she gives birth."

Sam swallowed, nodding his head softly, "Alright. Yeah. We'll find a way to save you."

Dean blinked and looked up and over at Sam, "Okay, good." Sam nodded at him, reassuringly. Dean looked down and away from eye contact with Sam, then he started up the Impala and drove off and out of the parking lot following the Trans Am.