Three weeks had passed since Bobby's death. Dean was making a little progress. He stopped shutting out Lily and Sam, but he was still completely obsessed with the number Bobby gave them. He had given the number to Frank Devereaux, and was getting anxious that he hadn't heard back from him. He was also becoming more and more obsessed with Dick Roman. The cabin was littered with news clippings and articles about Roman.

During that first week, Bobby's phone had rang a few times before Dean turned it off. None of them wanted to tell anyone the news. Sam, after finding Bobby's address book, decided to turn the phone on.

Lily sat on the sofa, watching Dean as he still tried to figure out the number. Sam went over to him, and tried to talk him into making the calls to Bobby's contacts. Dean refused. When Bobby's cell phone rang a moment later, Sam decided to answer it. It was a young girl. She only wanted to speak with Bobby, and hung up before Sam could get any information. He thought she sounded like she might be in trouble, and suggested they go find her, but Dean wouldn't. He said he was going to try to find Frank. Sam asked Lily if she wanted to go with him, but she shook her head.

"I think I should stay with Dean."

Sam looked back at his brother, who was staring at a wall of Dick Roman. "Yeah, that might be a good idea."

Sam left, and Dean tried to call Frank again. Still no answer.

"Dean," Lily said, "you need to get some sleep."

"I need to get a hold of Frank."

"I'm not an idiot, you know. You've been coming to bed, waiting til I fall asleep, then getting back up. When was the last time you got more than thirty minutes?"

He turned from her and stared at the Dick Roman wallpaper. Lily just didn't know what to do anymore. She considered telling him about the baby, if for no other reason than to take his mind off of Dick Roman for two minutes. She considered it. She didn't do it. The possibility of him taking it very badly kept her from telling him then. She walked up behind him and put her arms around him, sliding her hands up his torso until they were flat on his chest. She laid her cheek against his back.

"I'm so worried about you, baby."

Dean let out a sigh and put one of his hands over hers. "I know... I'm sorry. It's just all I can think about."

Lily was silent for a moment. She knew that what she was about to say could cause Dean to blow up.

"Maybe we should make those calls to Bobby's contacts. I need to tell Garth. He could actually help us get the word out."

Dean calmly removed her hands and walked toward his duffel. "You go ahead. I'm gonna go to Frank's."

"Then I'll come with you."

"No. You and Sam are right. Someone needs to make those calls. Besides, you haven't met Frank. He's a paranoid bastard. Sooner blow your head off than look at you."

"I don't think you should go alone."

"You let Sam go alone."

"Sam has had more than five hours sleep in the last week!"

Dean walked to her and put his hands on her shoulders. "Look, Sam went to find that girl. I have to find Frank. If you wanna look at this practically, you should stay here in case one of us needs some kind of help, and Sam and I can't get to each other."

"Funny how you like to be practical when it suits your purposes." Dean grinned at her and she gave in. "Fine. Go find Frank. I'll stay here and make phone calls."

Dean wrapped his arms around her and gave her a passionate kiss. Lily wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. They pulled away, reluctantly, and Lily let out a sigh.

"Are you really gonna kiss me like that and then leave?"

Dean gave a half-smile, but Lily could see that he was serious. "I have to, babe. Frank could be dead, for all I know."

Lily nodded and ran her hand across his cheek. "Be careful... I love you."

"I love you, too."

Dean gave her one more kiss before heading out the door. Lily put a hand to her stomach.

"When he gets back," she said. "I'll tell him when he gets back."

She wouldn't be able to hide it much longer anyway. She wasn't sure if it was just in her head, but she could see a very small bump. No doubt Dean would see her body changing soon.

Dean called her a couple of days later.

"Found Frank."

"Alive?"

"Yeah, and as paranoid as ever. He figured out what the numbers are. Coordinates to a field that Dick Roman purchased."

"For what?"

"We don't know yet. I just got off the phone with Sam. He said that the girl doesn't even know her dad is a hunter."

"He have any leads?"

"Yeah." Lily heard a voice in the background. "I'm comin'," Dean called out to the voice. "Franks's ready to go. We're gonna check out that field... and don't worry about telling me to be careful. Nobody's more careful than Frank."

"Well, that's good to know."

"I'll call you later."

"Bye."

Dean called again a couple of days later. "You heard from Sam?" he asked.

"Not recently, why?"

"He could be in trouble. He's going off of some bad info. I have to track him down. I'm gonna go to that kid's house and see if I can figure out where he was going."

Dean filled her in with what he knew and told her he would check in if he could, then they said goodbye. Lily still had a few more phone calls to make, but she knew her mind would be on Dean until he called. She prayed that Sam was okay. Dean didn't sound too worried, but that could have been an act.

She didn't hear from him again until they were on their way back to Whitefish.

"Sam's still a bit weak, so we'll have to stop for a while so he doesn't have to drive. It'll take us a little over a day to get back."

"Just get back safe. I know you can't say it back with Sam right there, but... I love you."

Dean suppressed a small smile. "Okay. I'll call and let you know where we stop for the night."

Dean kept his promise and called late that night.

"Did I wake you?"

"Nope. I was waiting for the phone to ring."

"We're in a motel just outside of Cheyenne. I drove until I couldn't see straight anymore."

"A motel?"

"Those monsters we ganked actually had cash on 'em. One was working as a waitress, and they were probably taking money off their victims."

"You're making pretty good time."

"That's 'cause I have something to get back to."

Lily smiled, a light blush touching her cheeks. She put her hand to her stomach. Not on the phone. She had to tell him face to face, when he got back.

"Really?" she asked playfully. "I don't think we have any pie in the house."

"Oh, pie! I'll stop and pick some up on the way in... and I wasn't talking about pie."

"No?"

"No... Listen, Sam's gonna be out of the shower in a minute, so I gotta go."

"Okay."

"By the way..."

"Yeah?"

"I love you, too, Kitten."

Lily smiled, and almost giggled. "See you tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow."

"Bye."

"Bye."

They disconnected, and Lily actually felt calm about breaking the news about the baby. She still wasn't sure how he would take it, but she had to tell him.

The guys got back the next night, and Sam went straight to bed. He had insisted on driving the last couple of hours, and it took a lot out of him. Dean plopped down on the sofa with a beer, and Lily curled up next to him. He told her about the job, and what happened to Sam and the kid's dad.

"That kid, Krissy, was tough. She put on a real brave face, but I mentioned that Sam went to college... you should have seen the look she got."

"Disbelief?"

"Hope. That kid wants a normal life. I told her dad to quit, and raise his daughter. I hope he listens." He took a long drink from his beer bottle. "I'm telling you, hunters should not have kids."

Lily's heart sank. "I'm sure there are people who make it work."

"I've never met 'em." He took another drink, then turned to Lily. "How'd you do here alone? Any signs of trouble?"

"No, everything was quiet. Made a lot
of phone calls. Garth and Sheriff Mills... those were the hardest. I think Bobby and the sheriff may have had a bit of a thing goin'."

"Really?" Dean asked with a perverted tone. Lily just nodded. "Why don't we see about gettin' something goin' between us tonight?"

Dean leaned in and kissed her. Lily thought once more about telling Dean about the baby, but she pushed it aside. She couldn't now. Not after what he had just said about hunters not having kids. It would hit him like bad news, and she didn't want their baby to be bad news. She had to wait... just a little while longer.