Chapter 9

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel or Supernatural characters. For this fic I changed the DA time line. The pulse has already hit and Alec is out of Manticore in 2009. The characters of Lexi, Jake and Jackie are from a Supernatural AU Verse that I write. This is my first DA fic so please be kind. I hope you like it. Wow I can't believe I'm on chapter 9 already. Thanks to everyone that has been reading this story and thanks for the reviews. Reviews would be great!

"Hey boys," Dean called to them, "you wanna make a snowman?"

The twins both nodded with Jake screaming, 'Yes.' excitedly. Alec huffed while he brushed the snow off his pants grumbling. He made his way over to Dean and growled. "Why do I have to wear all this? My normal body temperature is higher than yours. This doesn't make sense."

Dean shrugged before leaning down as he helped Alec fix his scarf, "You have a mom now. Trust me when I tell you a lot of the stuff she's gonna make you do won't make a lick of sense. Come on kid lets make some snowmen." Dean put Jake back on ground before he began packing snow together to make the base of the snowman. He looked over his shoulder at the three boys watching him his eyebrow raised, "Are you kids just gonna stand there and watch or are you gonna help?"

Ben took Jake's hand walking him over towards Dean who was now rolling the beginnings of their snowman in the snow to make the base larger. The snow was still coming down hard and fast but none of the boys cared. Dean, Alec and Ben were now adding a second smaller ball of snow to their snowman with the occasional snow ball thrown at someone. Jake however, was now sitting in the snow, head thrown back with his tongue out catching snowflakes. Dean smiled down at his little boy asking him if he was gonna help with the snowman. Jake shook his head no, flopping backwards into the snow while telling his father he was going to make a snow angel. "Jake, ya know angels are...ah never mind. Have fun kiddo."

When they finally finished their snowman, Dean couldn't help himself, he pushed both twins into the snow. He smirked down at them as they rolled around. "Oh, sorry boys. I didn't see you there." Alec and Ben exchanged glances before they pounced on Dean. He fell backwards into a pile a snow cursing the two nine years old that were smirking at him. Not one to be left out, Jake dived onto his father's chest and threw snow in his face. "It's not fair." Dean grumbled, "Three against one."

"Yeah but you're way bigger than all of us." Alec and Ben stated simultaneously.

Lexi opened the kitchen door stepping out onto the small back porch carefully with her arms around herself. She watched the four of them for a moment or two and then called to them, "You boys have been out here for hours. Time to come in and have some lunch." All four of them grumbled but immediately shut up when she told them she had hot chocolate with little marshmallows waiting for them.

Dean helped Lexi peal the layers of clothes off the boys. He followed her into the living room to hang their wet clothes by the fireplace. She gave a small gasp which immediately caused Dean to switch into overprotective husband mode. He asked her in rapid fire succession what was wrong, if she was okay, and if she needed to sit down. She shook her head no grabbing his hand and placing it on her stomach, "You feel that? She's moving." Dean's face lit up like a five years old at Christmas. Not being able to contain his excitement he called the boys into the living room. Once they were there he placed all three boys' hands on Lexi's stomach telling them that was their little sister moving in there. After much oohing and ahhing, Jake stared up at his parents with a very serious expression stating, "I wanted a brother."

"Sorry, buddy." Dean said ruffling his son's spiky blonde hair, "You're getting a sister instead."

"Send her back." Jake stated harshly stamping his little feet. After stomping his feet he switched gears swiftly tilting his head and asking, "How she get in there, Daddy? Did mommy EAT the baby?"

Lexi bit her lower lip to keep from laughing and smacked Dean on the shoulder, "That's all you sweetie. I'm gonna go make you guys some grilled cheese."

Dean stared at Lexi his mouth opening and closing. "But Lex..."

"He asked you. Have fun with that Daddy."

Dean sat on the floor pulling Jake onto his lap. He sighed running a hand through his hair while he decided the best way to explain this to him so that he understood. "Well, um remember me and mommy told you, you were gonna be a big brother right? Well, we can't send your sister back cuz it doesn't work that way, you can't choose if the baby's gonna be a boy or a girl. Your mom didn't eat the baby, Jake. The baby's in mommy's tummy growing and her tummy will start to get bigger. When your little sister's all done growing then she'll be here with us."

"But how she get IN there?"

"Um...well...me and mommy...um really really wanted her and..."

"You wish for her?"

Dean smiled snapping his fingers, "Exactly, buddy. We wished for her. C'mon let's get you some lunch...then you can color and when your snow suit's dry maybe your mom will let you go outside."

Later that night

Later that night after they got all three boys to bed, Dean and Lexi were relaxing in their bed. Dean was propped up against the headboard cleaning his guns while Lexi threw out baby names. He looked up from what he was doing every now and then to give his opinion on the names. They both stopped what they were doing when they heard the vibration of one of their cell phones. "It's not mine, babe." Dean gestured at her, "Gotta be yours."

She put the book of baby names aside and grabbed her cell. Lexi looked at the unknown number flashing on her cell phone somewhat confused before she answered it, "Hello?"

"Lexi."

"Dad? Why are you calling from an unknown number?"

"I'm at a pay phone. I got a visit from a Colonel Lydecker. He was asking where you and Dean are."

"What did you tell him?"

She listened to her adopted father rant about how much he disliked getting a visit from a grunt like Lydecker. Even though, he never approved or liked Dean he wasn't about to sell them out. He gave her the run down of the questions Lydecker had asked and assured her that he didn't tell Lydecker anything, then he asked harshly "What type of shit did your husband step in now?"

"The less you know the better." She told him simply. She let her father rant and rave at her for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone. She sighed dropping the phone on the bed and then ran her hands through her hair. Dean stared at Lexi waiting for her to fill him in. He raised his eyebrows as if saying, 'Well.' She bit her lower lip before meeting her husband's eyes. "Lydecker paid a visit to my parents."

"What did they tell him?"

"Nothing really. He said that I took off with you after I finished High School and that they haven't seen us since."

"Good. That means he still doesn't know where we are. So, we can stay here a while longer. I was thinking we should stay through the holidays and leave in January."

"Where are we gonna go?"

"I'm still working on that." Dean pushed the guns off his lap while getting off the bed. He paced back and forth scratching the back of his head. "I was thinking about your real family, ya know the Connors. They were old school hunters right?"

"Yeah, they were hunting before the Mayflower hit Plymouth Rock but my dad wiped them out."

"Not all of them. Your Uncle Gavin's still kicking. I'm thinking …..." Dean paused sitting next to Lexi on the bed, a small smile pulling at the corners of his mouth, "an old hunting family like that has safe houses and Lydecker won't be able to track them back to us because I guarantee you the land isn't in the name Connor."

"You want me to call my Uncle Gavin?"

"I can't believe I'm saying this but yeah."

The Next Morning

Sam sat in bed typing away on his laptop. He couldn't wait on Henriksen any longer. He was determined to find all he could on Lydecker himself. And as of right now he had nothing, zip, zilch, nada. It was like the man was a ghost. He couldn't even find his military records. To say Sam was frustrated didn't even cover it. He slammed his laptop closed and huffed waking Jackie in the process. She rubbed her eyes before glancing at the alarm clock, "Sam why are you up? It's 3:30 in the morning."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. I was searching for info on Lydecker. I just can't sit here and wait on Victor."

Jackie sat up putting her hand on Sam's back. Feeling how tense he was she began massaging small circles on his back not saying anything at first. When she felt him relax she guided him down to the mattress and rested her head on his chest. "I get why you can't wait on Victor but we need to be smart about this. We all need to be smart about this. I know you Sam and I know you hate hiding and would rather take the fight to Lydecker. We can't do that until we know more about him and Manticore." Sam sighed. He knew she was right but that didn't mean he had to like it.

Even though Sam had stop researching when Jackie woke up, he didn't go back to sleep. He had too many thoughts going through his mind to be able to get any sleep. He waited until six am before going downstairs. He heard sounds and smells coming from the kitchen. Sam quirked his eyebrow when he saw Dean in front of the stove making breakfast. "So, what are you Mr. Mom now?"

Dean turned around shooting his younger brother a dirty look, "No, Sam, it's called being a good husband. You see my wife was up all night puking her guts out so I'm letting her sleep in. I'm down here making sure the kids get fed and once they're fed I'm gonna bring her some tea and toast. You got a problem with that?"

"Wow, aren't you cranky this morning."

"Sammy!" Dean growled while threatening him with the spatula, "I'm in no mood man. I was up all night with her holding back her hair and shit."

"Well, you are THE ONE that knocked her up...OW DEAN! What the hell man, hitting me with the spatula? That hurt!"

"I told you I'm in NO mood for your shit. That's right, Sammy, I'm the one that knocked her up. And ya know what? I'm sorry that you married a chick that acts more like a guy than you do. Hell, she's like the female version of me. Most people would say you have ISSUES."

Sam pulled a face but didn't respond to his brother. He then grabbed himself a cup of coffee and helped himself to the pile of pancakes Dean already had on the counter. He took a seat at the kitchen table watching Dean cook as he ate. He cleared his throat to get his older brother's attention, "I was trying to dig up some information on Lydecker earlier."

"Yeah and?"

"Couldn't find anything."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing, Dean. I mean it's like the man never existed. No birth record, marriage license, credit report...Someone had to erase it. I bet you dollars to donuts Manticore did."

"Well, when we find Lydecker, or if he finds us... he's not leaving us with a whole lot of options."

"Yeah, I know. We've got to kill him."

Dean turned and stared at Sam. He wasn't expecting Sam to be so blunt. What he did expect was a full blown argument about the wrongs of ganking a human being and the sanctity of life. "You're okay with ganking this guy?"

"He tortures little kids...that's a monster in my book. Besides Dean do you really think if he finds us with his soldiers he's just gonna let us walk? We know about their secret lab experiment."

"Of course he's not gonna let us walk."

"So what's our next move?"

Dean grabbed a plate of pancakes and joined Sam at the kitchen table. He loaded the huge stack he had on his plate with butter and syrup while Sam turned his mouth up in disgust. Dean shrugged and began shoveling huge forkfuls in his mouth, "I figure we can stay here until after the holidays and then go to one of the Connor's safe houses. Lexi's gonna call her Uncle today."

"Wait. You're gonna ask a favor of her crazy uncle that hates you?" Sam drained the last of his coffee before smirking at his brother, "How many times is her uncle gonna call you Campbell before you punch him in the throat?"

"I don't like it Sammy but Lydecker won't be able to connect us to the Connors. Lexi was adopted and you heard Henriksen thanks to the pulse her adoption records are m.i.a. That's why Lexi's calling him and not me. I'm hoping his crazy ptsd ass just gives her the coordinates and I don't have to see or talk to him."

A few days later a small box wrapped in brown paper was delivered to Bobby's addressed to Lexi. Dean, of course, snatched the box out of her hands and inspected it to make sure it was safe. Lexi rolled her eyes but let Dean do his thing to shut him up. He handed the package back to her once he was satisfied it was safe to open. She sat at the kitchen table to open the box with Dean hovering over her shoulder as she did so. Inside was a set of house keys with a piece of paper folded around them. Written on the paper was the same ex-marine crap that Dean and Sam grew up with. A set of coordinates was written for the location, nothing more, for the house which the keys belonged to.