Prolog
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"AHHHHH." Cried a feminine voice from the living room followed by a loud crash. Bobby jumped up from his kitchen table, grabbed his hand gun and holy water and raced towards the previously unoccupied room. He paused at the doorway in surprise, having expected a demon or monster, it took him a minute to figure out what he was seeing. On the floor of his living room, covered in blood and naked was a woman. Although he couldn't tell by size her exact age, he knew she had to be over 15. Her back was facing him and there were gashes running down from the back of her neck to her hips. Some deep, some shallow. And a lot of scars that appeared to be from some kind of claws and a whip. He couldn't see the color of her hair as it was caked in blood and could only tell she was fair skinned by the base of her neck not being completely covered in red. As he began to slowly get closer he could see slash marks up and down her arms and legs. Her long hair blocked her face but he could see a faint outline of it. She was shaking and crying, her nails breaking skin as she cried and screamed in pain. He realized she must have been in a kind of shock as she was not responding to him at all. Not taking any chances of possession he splashed the holy water on her arm and backed away when she jumped up in surprise and pushed her hair out of her face to see him. She tensed when she saw the gun and having not shown any reaction to the holy water Bobby felt he could set it down in the hope of seeing her calm slightly.
"I don't know how you got here, Miss…or what you are but I need you to tell me what you're doing here." He ordered. She wrapped her arms around herself protectively and looked around in confusion. When she spoke her voice was hoarse, but he could hear an English accent.
"Is this hell?" she asked. "O-or Heaven?" He slowly sat down beside her, his gun in arms reach.
"Neither, you're in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. No offense darlin but you're a right mess and I don't think you want to be talking covered in blood. Can you stand or do you need help going to the bathroom? After we wash you up we can talk." Usually he'd want answers right away, but something about the look in her eyes made him want to help her. When she shook her head, her bloody hair dripping on the floor, he leaned forward and helped her stand. He led her towards the bathroom and set her down in the tub facing the shower head. He turned on the water and grabbed a washcloth to gently clean her back as the water washed the blood out of her hair. After an hour of gently washing the everything off, he was able to see what injuries needed tending to. He helped dry her off and found gauze and medical tape in the linen closet. There were several injuries that would need stitching so he covered and wrapped the ones he could before grabbing a sewing needle and dissolving thread. "This is going to hurt but I need to close the wounds for them to heal." He handed her a thick leather belt. "Bite down on this when you feel pain so you don't bite your tongue off." The girl nodded and put the belt in her mouth, and he poured a bit of whiskey on the wound to clean it before making the first stitch. She didn't scream like he thought she would, instead just biting harder and crying when the needle pierced her skin. When he was done he covered them with gauze and took the belt from her, trading it for a towel and helping her out of the bath. He had a shirt and pair of shorts for her to change into and helped when she had difficulty standing. Slowly he led her to the kitchen and sat across from her at the table. Being clear of blood and dirt he was able to see that she was not a teenager but a young adult. She had long curly brown hair, dark brown eyes and a button nose. He had expected the clothes he gave her to be big on her but was shocked to see how big. She was clearly malnourished and underweight, in fact she was so thin he could tell immediately that she was under a different type of stress. "Are you pregnant?" He asked in shock. She dropped her hand to her slightly bulging belly and began crying again.
"I thought I lost it, I thought they hurt me too badly and I lost the baby. B-But I feel it kicking, this can't be hell then, because I've never felt so happy before as I do now." He handed her a napkin to dab her eyes. "Thank you for helping me, even when you thought I was a demon." She smiled at his expression and nodded towards the opening where the living room was. "That was holy water you dumped on me, right?" He nodded. "At first I didn't notice but after the shock began to wear off I saw the sigils all over and the books you have are all in lore. That means you're most likely a hunter." She sighed and ran her hand through her wet hair. "At least they dumped me somewhere similar to home." She put her hands in her lap and after a moment faced her savior. "Look I know you want answers."
"Damn right I do Missy."
"Please hear me out fully before grabbing the gun strapped under your chair." He jumped slightly at that but gave a nod for her to continue. "My name is Hermione Granger and I was pushed through an interdimensional portal in an attempt to have me killed.
Chapter One
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Hermione smiled as she pushed off the finished eggs onto both her and Bobby's plates for breakfast. She had only been here for 2 months but it felt like she had been here so much longer. After finding herself in another world similar but still widely different to her own, she found that a new resolve she had given up on seemed to come flying back to her. At first Bobby didn't believe her tale, had the roles been reversed than she might not have either. She told him how she had come from another world, parallel to his, that was at the peak of war. She had been fighting a losing battle since the age of 12, a battle against Dark lords and prejudice, against dark magic and dark creatures. She told him about all the battles she fought throughout school, about being on the run for years hunting dark artifacts. She told him about being captured and tortured. She told him about fighting a great battle where her best friend came head to head with the Dark Lord and finally defeated him only to be cut down by the Dark Lady who tortured her before and after the final battle. About how she and the rest of the resistance were rounded up and arrested, then either killed or tortured and then sent through the veil. A veil that was believed by most to be a portal to death. Through research on the deathly hallows that she acquired from Professor Dumbledore she discovered it to be a rip in the fabric of time and space. After being beaten and raped and tortured, her captors voted to have her thrown through the veil. Not knowing that it wouldn't kill her but send her far from their reaches forever. Everyone they sent through the veil for death was unknowingly given a second chance, depending on where they ended up. She told him how she knew she was pregnant during battle, it was hard not too when she was so skinny and constantly feeling sick on the run. She spent four years on the run, the first two were with both of her best friends, Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. They managed to find and destroy two Horcruxes, the locket and the Cup. Ron eventually abandoned them in favor of trying to protect his family, and the last two years were spent running and hiding and researching. They discovered that The Dark Lord's snake and Harry himself were both Horcuxe's. They managed to destroy the snake by casting the killing curse at it one day when they had been almost captured. The one with her friend was more difficult. She discovered an ancient ritual used to rid a person of a living Horcrux and begged her friend to let her perform it. The ritual required the creation of innocence formed by love. Under a full moon she and Harry expressed their love for one another physically and cast the Horcrux from his being. At the time Hermione had not understood that the creation of innocence did not mean creating an innocent soul in the host after ridding the darkness. When she began to feel sick she told Harry and they realized it had in fact created an innocent life between the two of them. Five months later Hermione lost her lover and father to her child by a killing curse. Bobby had made her show him her magic, which thankfully she was able to do without a wand, and only after comparing what she could do as opposed to what the witches of their world could do, was he finally able to believe her. After the first night at his house it was decided that she stay while she adjusted to the new world she was in. Being pregnant, this made her immensely grateful for Bobby's offer, as she had no clue what she would have done otherwise. He had made her a new identity and with a little help of her magic she was able to make the forged documents, birth certificate, schooling records and permanent dual citizenship, 100% legal. She was now Hermione Veronica Potter `Nee Singer. Bobby had offered to on paper be her father so that they could give her dual citizenship between America and England. The cover story being that her mother and father met when her mother was visiting America on a dental convention and dated while she was in America resulting in a pregnancy. Her mother had returned to England and raised her there until she became an adult and moved back to the States. She was very honored by his offer and couldn't stop crying for an hour. Not only did this give her a physical attachment in her forged files but also ensured the safety of her baby in case anything happened to her. She chose to have the name Veronica to honor her long time friend Ronald and to have the last name as Potter to honor her lover. She forged a wedding certificate for her and Harry as the baby was his and she wanted written proof of that. She also forged a death certificate listing his death as a hit and run, leaving her a young widow.
"Do you have any plans for the day?" Bobby asked before taking a bite of food. Hermione joined him at the table and added a bit of curry powder and cinnamon to her eggs. At the moment her craving only seemed to apply to an odd mixture of seasonings thankfully.
"I actually wanted to help clean up and organize the house for you before checking online for some things for the baby's room." She had been given her own room as well as a smaller room for the baby that used to be used for storage upstairs. Bobby had given her the master bedroom as he preferred his smaller room down the hall and the master connected to the extra room. He had told her that ever since his wife died he couldn't sleep in the master room any more. There were three more bedrooms upstairs, one also used for storage and the other two were for when his two wards would visit, or his Idjits as he called them. He didn't really go into too much detail but did tell her how one of them had recently passed away due to making a deal with a crossroads demon to save the other brother. She wanted to help this great man who just let her into his home and made her family.
"You won't be lifting anything you hear? I don't mind you helping but I don't want you getting hurt or straining yourself too much." He said before taking a chug of his beer.
"I was actually planning on using magic, there is way too much to do without it." He nodded and finished off the rest of his eggs.
"What exactly did you want to do?"
"Well that's what I wanted to ask you. This house has a lot of space to work with and you have a large property so it wouldn't be too hard for me to resize and transfigure more rooms for almost anything." She giggled when his eyebrow rose in surprise.
"Well don't do anything too fancy."
"Anything in particular you want or don't want?" she asked as she put both his and her plates into the sink.
"Leave mine and the boys rooms alone… actually, can you add a bathroom?" She smiled and nodded as she sat back down. "Ok, leave the one room next to yours alone but add a bathroom to mine and Sam's. Also please wait until i'm with you to do the basement, I have a few ideas for that room. Please do not get rid of any of the furniture, Karen picked it all out, although if it's possible you can make it like new again. Everything else is yours to play with. Just keep in mind that you might want to create something for weapons that is easy for us to access but not for a child."
"Good idea, thank you. I'll work on the house while you're out hunting. Oh and a customer called, he wants to stop at the junkyard tomorrow at 5 to look for some parts for a 1970 Pontiac he has."
"If I'm not back from this case I'm working then just point him to the far right hand side there are a few Pontiac's back that way. It's a $400 charge for him to enter and grab what he wants from the junkyard, $200 extra if he needs to leave and come back the same day." She nodded and left the kitchen to go relax and change in her room. She didn't have to really worry as much about using her magic like before and was able to duplicate and conjure clothing and other essentials. She had learned that her creations were not a temporary transfiguration, but, due to her magic having a huge power boost in this world, anything she conjured or transfigured would be permanent if she wished it to be. She changed into a black t-shirt and pair of navy green overalls that she tucked into a pair of black timberlands and walked towards her door to the hallway. She gave both Bobby and Sam's Room a large ensuite with a shower and jacuzzi and enlarged their closets for them. She added more lighting in the hallway and entered the spare storage room across from her room. She knew that Bobby used the downstairs living room as a library but figured if she expanded this room and turned it into the library, it would be better, have all the expensive lore books up here with them and have the downstairs appear completely normal. She waved her arms to sort through everything, separating garbage, items of use and documents for Bobby to go through later. The garbage was magically removed and the documents were placed in the hall. The furniture was shrunk and moved into the hall as well. When all that was left was a bare room she pushed her arms out and made the room expand to triple its previous size. The two side walls became floor to ceiling bookshelves and the wall across from her had two bookshelves that started at the corners and were separated by a large cushioned bay window. She summoned one of the previously shrunken desks and enlarged it, she repaired it and doubled its size before placing it in the center of the room. She summoned the two broken leather chairs and repaired them before placing them on each side of the window. The filing cabinets replaced the bottom four shelves of the left wall book shelf and 8 wooden chairs were tucked into the desk, two chairs on each side. Closing her eyes she focused on the library and silently cast a summoning spell, chuckling when she heard Bobby yell in shock and a loud thud which she believed to be him falling off the chair as books floated by and up the stairs. She directed the books into their spots with her fingers and smiled in joy at seeing how nice the room was coming along. When all the books and scrolls and loose leafs were sorted she tapped her chin and decided to remove one section of the book shelf on the right side to create a call center and mini desk. Bobby had a call center in his kitchen for when hunters would reach out undercover and she figured it would be easier to have a set upstairs and downstairs. She made it an exact replica as the set up downstairs and dusted her hands off before leaving the room.
She spent the rest of the night finishing up the upstairs before deciding to do the rest tomorrow. She didn't want to overdo it and try to push herself too much to get everything done in one night. When she woke up the next morning she focused on doing the first floor and decided to make dinner when she finished. She wanted to introduce Bobby to her homelands food so made a large shepherds pie and sticky toffee pudding as dessert. She heard him come home and laughed when he yelled, a thud indicating he dropped something as well.
"BALLS! Is this the same house?" He walked into the kitchen and shook his head in amused exasperation when he saw all the food laid out on the table. "You don't have to create a feast every night kiddo."
"I know but I wanted to show my gratitude for everything you've done these past few months and introduce you to some English staples."
"Well stop thanking me, I didn't want kids when my wife was alive and regretted it after she died. Now I have a daughter with a grandbaby on the way. If only the boys… eh boy I helped raise would come to visit I'd have all my kids under one roof." She squeezed his shoulder in sympathy when he slipped, momentarily forgetting his loss. "So this place is completely different, tell me what you've done." recognizing the need for a distraction she handed him a plate of food and began to summarize their new and improved home.
"Upstairs now has your library and research center as well as a small half bath, it also has a copy of the phones that you have down here in the kitchen. Yours' and Sam's rooms have large bathrooms and walk in closets, everything else is the same like you asked. As you've seen, the kitchen is very different." He looked around and nodded in approval. The kitchen doubled in size and the counters and upper cabinets now cover the length of two walls forming an L shape. The dining table was in the middle of the room and he could see that next to the fridge was a door to a large pantry. In the corner of the kitchen was a now bigger table with a filing cabinet on its left side and his phones on the right. "When you come in what was once the library is now an actual living room with a large tv, stereo system and of course hidden weapons. You have two handguns in a hidden drawer under the table as well as two hidden weapons cabinets that are charmed to only be opened by myself or you, if you want anyone else to have access I will need a sample of blood from them to key them in. The one cabinet is hidden by the front door and the other is hidden in the wall by the doorway to the hall. Also every room in this house has one gun and one knife in a hidden part of the wall next to each door for emergencies, which I will show you how to access later. The hallway leads to four rooms, two on each side, before you meet a door which goes to the basement. The first door on the left is a full bathroom, on the right is a small guest room with a large closet and half bath. The second door on the left is a small office room designated solely to your salvage business and the last one on the right is a large medical room. This room has four medical beds and is stocked to the brim in medical supplies. I will add the potions I can safely brew into that room this weekend." She cleared off her plate and stood to rinse it off when she was done talking. She knew that Bobby would need a minute to absorb all the changes she threw at him.
"You did all that in under two days? This looks like a completely different house."
"I don't have anything else to do and don't like being idle. I actually wanted to ask if you wanted to set up a training area in the back for gun practice and stuff. I'm pretty good with magic and can aim a gun but I need to be able to protect myself and my baby if anything were to happen, I don't know much about the creatures and monsters from this world. So much is similar but when it comes to the supernatural here it's completely different."
"I'll train ya but you better not start acting like those idjit boys I raised and get yourself into too much trouble." She smiled and gave him a hug, laughing when he blushed as she kissed his cheek.
"I'll try, oh tomorrow I have a dr's appointment and they'll be doing an ultrasound, this will be the first one I've had and I'm going to find out the gender. Afterwards I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to get a few things for the baby and the nursery?" She cleared off the table and gave him a hug when he said yes. Heading off to bed she couldn't help feeling like somehow the other shoe was about to drop. She woke up the following morning around 7 and began to get ready for her appointment. She put on a pair of black maternity cargo pants and paired it off with a dark green V-cut long sleeve shirt and a black leather jacket as it was slightly chilly outside, with that she wore a pair of lace up boots. She left her hair down and headed out for the day. Bobby had let her fix up a 1980 baby blue Chevrolet impala when she told him she used to help her dad fix his Austen Martin as a kid. She loved the box shape and large trunk space which she knew would help with a baby. This was the first appointment she was actually able to go to and was very nervous. Being five months she was showing more than she had expected but she wasn't sure if that was due to malnutrition or not. She had explained over the phone that when she had gotten pregnant that she was in a dangerous situation after the father had passed away. She knew that otherwise the dr would question why she was so underweight and had so many scars. An hour of driving later brought her to the OBGYN and she parked close to the doors. Two hours later she stepped out of the building and back into her car. Another hour and she found herself back home. Once she closed the front door she slid down the wall and started to cry, not noticing she wasn't alone. Soon she had arms engulfing her and patting her back as she cried. She soon began to relax and wiped her eyes.
"Want to tell me what that was about? The baby ok?" Bobby asked as he checked her over for any possible injuries.
"I'm sorry, I thought I could handle going by myself, but knowing that Harry will never see his babies hurt me more than I thought possible." Bobby squeezed her shoulder and helped her up off the floor.
"I can only imagine what you're going through, but if Harry was everything you described, I think he would be so proud of you, and so grateful that you were taking such good care of his babies-wait… Babies!" Nodding she grabbed her purse and took out the sonogram to show.
"Twin girls, and both very healthy."
"Look at that, Dean get yer ass over here and look at this." Hermione jolted up in surprise when she realized they weren't alone and blushed in embarrassment. Then looked confusingly towards Bobby as a young man with haunted green eyes slowly stepped forward and took a look at the pictures.
"Er cute," he tilted his head to the side. "Is that the head or the kid's ass?"
"No, that's the head over there." Bobby slapped the back of his head. "Hermione, this is Dean, he's back from hell, Dean, this is Hermione, a natural born Sorceress who got thrown through time and space into my living room three months ago." Hermione stood when she noticed him tense and grabbed her bag.
"Bobby, I'm emotionally exhausted right now can you please bring him up to speed so I don't have to sleep with a knife under my pillow to protect myself and my children." He nodded, eyes glued to the sonogram before she turned and fled upstairs to her room. She closed the door and waved her hand to lock it so no one could get in without her letting them. Looking around her room she decided to set it up now that she had some time. She pushed her hands out to enlarge the room to almost twice its size. She changed the one small window to sit in the middle of the room and enlarged it to take up almost the entire wall. She also changed its shape to create a large bay window. She added 6 storage drawers under it and two bookshelves on each side. She added cushions to the wood under the window to make a seating or laying area for her to read in the window. On the wall to the right of the window she centered her queen size bed in the middle and changed the sheets and pillowcases to a dark gold. On each side of the bed she had a mahogany colored nightstand and on the right side of the room there was a door leading to the nursery. On the left side of the bay window there were two doors with a large vanity dresser in the middle. One led to the closet which she enlarged to become a walk-in with two long dressers and shoe racks on each side towards the back of the closet was a wardrobe to hang clothes. The other door led to a bathroom where she enlarged the small bathtub across the door against the wall to become a soaker claw bath and had the shower moved to the corner of the room on the right side of the bath. The toilet was against the wall on the left of the door and the sink next to that. On the wall to the right of the door was a small linen closet. She changed the colors of the bathroom walls to a light green and the toilet, tub, shower and bathroom vanity to off white. Walking back to her room she decided to embrace her Gryffindor heritage and have all the shelves and dressers and her bed become a dark red mahogany. She made the walls a light sandy color with gold trim and changed the doors to white. She went into the room that was to become the baby's nursery and enlarged it to accommodate twins. She wanted to buy their furniture and clothing instead of transfiguring them so the only other changes she made to the nursery was another bay window like hers, two walk-in closets in the same design as hers and changed the walls to a light blue. She planned on hand painting the walls to create a mural of their father and the forest they were living in when she told him she was pregnant. Her father had hand painted her childhood room to match an amazon rainforest and it was her favorite part of her home growing up. She then decided to take a nap for a few hours before getting up to shop for baby supplies and get dinner ready.
Her mind was slightly muddled when she woke up to knocking on her door. She was more tired than she had realized and slept longer than planned, if the darkness outside was an indicator at least. She stood up to answer the door and took a moment to crack her back before opening the door.
"Bobby, I think it's too late to get the baby's stuff for the nursery." She said as she opened the door.
"Sorry sweetheart, wrong person." Blushing, she quickly apologized. "No problem, I wanted to let you know Bobby told me about how you crashed here and what happened and I just wanted to say that unless you hurt him or Sam, that you don't have to worry about me. And that even if you did go big bad that I wouldn't put that on the runts. Your kids are safe from me." She could tell he was attempting to alleviate her fears and smiled as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. "I do have some questions for you whenever you have a chance though."
"Sure, let's go into the office. I won't be able to go shopping tonight so I have time." She walked out her room, leaving the door open and led him across the hall to the new hunter office. "I was able to move everything with magic and make upstairs the HQ if you will for hunter stuff, leaving downstairs fairly normal looking."
"Holy shit! This is beyond cool." he walked around the room as she sat in one of the chairs at the large desk. "How did you do this? Bobby said you were born with magic in your world unlike the witches we've come across here. Is everyone there able to do this?"
"Well to be honest I'm more powerful here than I was there, not everyone could accomplish this let alone wordlessly and wandless, it could be the pregnancy as witches who are pregnant need more magic to protect them, and twins are rare to magical families. But I think it's more than that. Your world has so much more magical energy than mine. Before I was never really able to feel the magic around me, even though I was considered stronger than most, I was, am, more in tune to my own individual core. Now it's as though the world is buzzing with energy, I've never felt more alive than I do here. Hmm, I would compare it to my world being black and white tv and yours introducing colors." He turned towards her and sat in a chair across from her.
"Bobby told me that you were thrown through a veil by victors of a war?"
"Yes, my friends and I have fought a losing battle since we were about 12 years old. There was an evil wizard who wanted to take over the wizarding world. A prophecy was made that only Harry, the father of my children, could defeat him. Unfortunately that didn't happen and all those who fought against him were captured and tortured." She looked down self consciously and rolled her shirt sleeves up showing the jagged scars that covered her arms. Dean's eyes didn't show the usual pity which surprised her but instead showed understanding. "I was then shoved through a veil believed by most to lead to immediate death. In actuality it leads to different dimensions, hopefully they never discover the truth and keep sending innocent people through it, they may not all be sent to safe places but a few may get lucky and have a second chance."
"I'm sorry you went through that, and am sorry for your losses."
"Thank you, sometimes I forget where I am and expect my friends and family to call, or check on me. Then I remember… The hardest thing is knowing that my children will never meet their father, that I don't even have a single picture of him or keepsake for them, just my memories." She had started to cry and was surprised when she felt strong arms wrapped her into a comforting hug as Dean let her cry on him. He smelled of grass, gunpowder and beer. After a few minutes she pulled away thanking him.
"No problem, I'm sorry you couldn't get stuff for the kids, if you'd like I can take you tomorrow, Bobby's going to try to locate Sam tomorrow so we can go and tell him I'm back. So until then I'm free."
"That would be nice, thank you. I have to start Dinner soon but would you like me to fix up your room? Bobby didn't want me to touch it when you were...gone…"
"You mean like how you changed the rooms downstairs? Sure, can you do a jacuzzi?" She chuckled at his question and nodded as he helped her up. He led her to his room and she scrunched her nose up at the mess. Sighing deeply she waved her hand and all the clothes on the floor flew into a pile outside the door to be washed. The room doubled in size, the twin bed stretching to become a king bed and the windows duplicating to let natural light in. On the left side she enlarged the closet to mimic hers as a large walk-in with storage built in and on the right side she added a bathroom. She had a shower in the right corner and a jacuzzi, as asked for, in the left corner. The bathroom was a gray color and the bedroom a light green with light brown curtains and bed sheets. All the posters of playboy girls and cars were neatly sent on top of his bed for him to place where he wanted. She added a large cork board on one of the walls for his cases with a computer desk under it. Not knowing much about computers she made a mental note to buy him the latest addition. She was able to successfully duplicate money and created a bank account where she deposited the money weekly. She had started a business to cover the deposits until she could make enough money on her own. She conjured and transfigured unique custom furniture and art pieces that she sold online. She had just started it a month ago but was able to sell a few pieces already. Facing Dean she asked him if there was anything else he needed or wanted in the room. "Holy Shit!" was his response as he stared open mouth at the new room, before smirking and asked for a stripper pole. Laughing she patted his shoulder and walked out to go make dinner. She saw Bobby sitting down watching TV and decided that it was going to be a burger and fries night. She grabbed the potatoes and started cutting them up. After they were all cut she placed them in a pot to boil before grabbing the ground beef to roll out the burgers. She heard someone enter the kitchen just as she moved the fries to the oven to bake and crisp.
"Do me a favor and slice up the tomatoes for me please." She asked Dean when he walked to her side. He nodded and grabbed some tomatoes to cut. Bobby walked into the kitchen and leaned against the doorway as he watched the both of them work around one another to make dinner. He doubted they noticed that they were acting weirdly in sync and just shook his head before grabbing plates to set the table. He was just happy to see his boy back and safe.
"I won't be able to go with you tomorrow to get stuff for the babies, I have to locate this idjits brother." He told Hermione when she handed him his plate of food.
"That's ok Bobby, Dean said he'd help."
"Oh did he?" He asked looking past her shoulder to the man in question. Dean shrugged and grabbed his own food to avoid Bobby's stare. "Good I'm glad you won't be alone."
"So Dean, do you know anything about how you came back.?" She asked.
"Not a clue, I had to dig myself out of the ground and was able to make it to a gas station where I was able to call a cab here."
"That's so weird, I've been reading up on the creatures in this world from Bobby's library and haven't read anything about someone returning from hell. Have you Bobby?"
"Honestly that's why I want to get to Sam as soon as I can. There's only one way I know of that can get a person outta hell." Dean said as he took a bite out of his burger.
"You think he made a deal?" Bobby asked him.
"Ya, That's what I'd do." Hermione bit her lip in thought and sighed before addressing the boys.
"I could do a locator spell. I'd just need something that belongs to him, a map and a drop of blood from a relative."
"You'd do that? It won't hurt the kids?" asked Dean.
"I wouldn't have offered it if it would, and yes, I can do it when you're done eating if you'd like. And we can forgo shopping until we find him. I'm not due for a few more months anyway." She laughed when Dean shoved the rest of his burger in his mouth and stood up to offer her his arm. Shaking her head at his antics she took his hand to help pull herself up and put their plates in the sink. "O.K. go grab something from his room and I'll meet you in the office. Bobby, will you be joining us?"
"Sure why not." They all climbed upstairs and she pulled out a map of the U.S and laid it flat on the table. Dean handed her a brush with Sam's hair. She held a few strands in her hand and closed her eyes, waving her other hand around the map as she whispered the spell.
"Ostende mihi viam ad quem rogo." The map began to burn in one spot, Illinois. After the state was revealed Hermione grabbed a different map of the state of Illinois and whispered the spell again. Repeating it another three times before they were able to shorten the location to Adams Road, Pontiac, Illinois. "I'm going to have to come with you to find the exact location, once we are in the town I can do a simple point me spell that works like a tracker and can lead us to him." Looking around she huffed and faced them. "Do either of you have a compass by chance?" Dean nodded and left them room. She smiled when she saw him jog back into the room with a silver compass in hand. She could tell it was old but not often used, it resembled a kids toy more than anything but it would do the trick. "I'm going to turn this into a permanent tracker, it will always be able to point you in the direction of your brother. Maybe don't tell him, I doubt he'd appreciate it." She closed her eyes and focused her magic into the small compass, only opening them once she felt the charm settle. She looked down and saw it spin once before pointing in the direction that Sam was. "So After breakfast we'll head over?" Dean and Bobby shared a look before nodding. "Great, I'll see you in the morning, I gotta pee." She closed her bedroom door to soft laughter coming from Dean.