Dean finished his shower and dried off. He groaned because his clothes were in the other room. He stepped out of the steaming bathroom and gave Tessa a glare. "That is my shirt."

Tessa shrugged.

Dean grabbed another shirt and some pants.

Tessa leaned against the head of the bed as she waited for Dean to come back into the room.

"Why are you here?" Dean asked.

"I told you I wanted to talk." Tessa said.

"You could have done that without tricking me into sleeping with you." Dean said.

Tessa scoffed. "Oh, sweetie. There was no tricking you. You fall for it every time."

Dean furrowed his eyebrows.

"When a change is made to the timeline, certain things get erased. This wasn't our first time."

Dean fell back into a chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "I do not remember that."

"No, you wouldn't. Every time you swear you just did it because I tricked you. You swear it was a one-time thing and I'd never be able to trick you again." Tessa said.

"Maybe just stop tricking me. That is low." Dean said.

Tessa smirked. "Tell me that wasn't the most fun you've had in months."

"Just tell me what you need to tell me." Dean said.

Tessa sighed. "Kate is almost twelve. This will be a big year for her."

"A big year how?" Dean asked.

"She is going to go through some changes." Tessa said.

Dean groaned. "She has gone through enough changes."

"I am just telling you what I know. Taylor doesn't hit his time of change until he is 15." Tessa said.

"When you say changes what are we talking about?" Dean asked.

"Each time it is a little different." Tessa said. "Here, I'll try to explain."

### ###

Sam and Jess got the things on Bobby's list and drove into Sioux Falls.

Karen squeezed both of them in a hug.

Kate ran up the drive way as soon as the bus dropped them off. She hugged Sam and Jess before grabbing the bags of stuff and running to Dean's room. Dean was going to like it. It wasn't fancy but they had compiled a list of things that Dean liked. She was initially annoyed that he had taken the time away but Caleb made her realize that Dean did need some time to himself.

Sam ran up the stairs. He flopped onto the bed. "These sheets are nice."

Jess leaned against the door facing. "Yeah, Sam. I told you the higher count was worth it."

Kate shoved him so he'd roll off the bed. "The whole point of this is so he would have stuff that is his and isn't used."

Sam chuckled. "I don't think he will know if I touched them for two seconds."

Kate huffed. "Jess, get him."

Jess winked and pulled Sam by the hand. "Come on."

Taylor carried a mini-fridge upstairs and plugged it in.

Dean was going to head back soon so they scrambled to finish what they were doing.

Sam helped Bobby and Taylor with the basement. This is a neat idea.

"You'll have the basement to your selves but the temporary wall will give you privacy." Bobby said.

"We are going to renovate." Taylor said.

Bobby grumbled. "Karen says we are going to renovate."

John stopped outside of the Roadhouse and took a deep breath. He had avoided the place since Bill died. However, Taylor had asked him to pick Jo up. He took another breath and got out.

Ellen looked up when John walked in. She acknowledged him and told Jo her ride was there.

Jo skipped into the bar with a bag on her shoulder. She hugged Ellen and told her she would call when they got to Bobby's.

Ellen tossed the bar towel over her shoulder and approached John. "You keep her safe. Let me know if she gives you any trouble."

John nodded.

Nothing else needed to be said. In a lot of ways, John and Ellen were alike. They both didn't find the need to use unnecessary words. They both had been jaded and both would destroy heaven and hell for their children.

Jo was a little nervous about the drive. She had no problem with John but Ellen didn't care for him. "Is it okay if I listen to music?"

John nodded. "Just make yourself comfortable."

### ###

Andy was excited that it was the last day of school before spring break. He didn't want to get in trouble again so he made sure to stay far away from Jimmy Morris. When school ended, Jody picked both boys up in her police cruiser.

"Did you boys have a good day?"

Andy nodded. "We had pizza at lunch."

Jody gave him a warm smile and patted Owen's knee.

"Is my dad home?" Andy asked.

"He and Sean are working on the new house again."

Andy perked up even more. "Can we go help?"

Jody chuckled. "No. I think, after that stunt you two pulled, you are both going to be on restrictions for a little while."

Andy slumped. "Ahw man."

"I do need two strong boys to help me wash my cruiser though." Jody said.

Owen and Andy traded looks.

"Wash the cruiser, not each other." Jody said with a chuckle.

Caleb needed to ward the house as soon as possible but Sean was still in the dark. Warding was something that Bobby and Dean could assist with. He also needed to line the edges of the house with salt. Ian had started to notice the salt on the windows and it was a struggle to keep him from eating it.

### ###

Dean had a long conversation with Tessa. He had a lot to mull over on his drive back to Sioux Falls. Tessa had told him that the timeline had been changed several times. Each time it changed, she found him. He fell for her charms each time and had the same reaction each time. He felt dirty. She really was hot though. He shook his head to clear the images from his mind.

Kate was bouncing off the walls waiting on Dean to get back. She excitedly swung the door open when she heard the rumble of the impala.

Dean chuckled. "Hi, kiddo."

"Come inside!" Kate said.

Dean got out of the car. "Well, I was trying to."

Kate grabbed his hand. "Shh, just come on."

Dean clapped Sam on the back.

Sam rolled his shoulder. "Hey, Dean."

Dean nodded at Jess. "Should I be worried? Kate is a little too excited for me to come in here."

Kate jabbed him in the ribs. "Go look at your room."

Dean hopped up the stairs and slowly opened the door. He wasn't expecting the changes. He flopped down on the bed and smiled. "This is nice."

Kate moved the quilt. "Feel the sheets."

Dean ran his hand across the sheets and sat up. He looked along the wall where some of his things were displayed. "Is that a minifridge?"

Kate nodded. "Sooo what do you think?"

Dean smiled. "I really like it. Thanks, Kiddo."

Kate grabbed his hand again and pulled.

"Wait, maybe I wanted to take a nap." Dean said.

Kate put her hands on her hips. "You had your break. Now, come on."

It was dark by the time that John and Jo got to Bobby's house.

Jo hugged Taylor and Kate. She wished that she could see them more often but was happy that she got to see them as often as she did. She elbowed Dean in the ribs when he tried to ruffle her hair. "Jerk. Hi, Sam. Hi, Jess."

Karen introduced herself and wrapped Jo in a hug. "It is so nice to meet you."

Jo couldn't believe that Karen was real and alive. They had told her what happened but actually seeing her was another story. It was a big secret that needed to be kept from other hunters.

Taylor carried Jo's bag upstairs and placed it on the bed that they had made for her. He wondered if Ellen would let him stay at the Roadhouse sometimes.

John grabbed a beer from the fridge and popped the cap off. The drive with Jo wasn't awkward. She mostly listened to music. She was a sweet kid and Bill would be incredibly proud of the young lady that she was. He still felt guilty for what happened to Bill but there was no possible way to save him. If only Kate and Taylor had been around back then.

Bobby tossed a deck of cards on the coffee table and sat back to watch what he knew would be chaos.

Karen sat on the arm of Bobby's chair and put her arm around his shoulders.

"What are we playing?" Jess asked.

"Spoons!" Kate said.

Bobby groaned. "Last time that was played the coffee table got broken."

Kate looked at the table. "Did you fix it?"

Dean rolled up his shirt sleeve and showed her a scar on his elbow. "The first one had a glass top."

Kate grabbed spoons from the kitchen. "We will be careful."

Bobby scooted the chair back and shook his head. At least Caleb wasn't there. It was the combination of Caleb and Dean that ended the life of the previous coffee table.

Dean shuffled the cards and handed them out.

"How do you play spoons?" Jess asked.

"You get four cards each. You want them to be the same kind of card." Sam explained. "So if I have two 8's, a 3 and a 5, I'll pass the 3 or 5 to my left. They go in a circle until someone gets four of a kind. Then you grab the spoons like musical chairs."

John leaned against the wall to watch. Sam and Dean were always so competitive with each other.

The first round was slow at first until suddenly Jo grabbed a spoon and the others quickly did the same.

Jess frowned. "I didn't get one." She scooted back and let them play.

Dean flicked his eyes to Taylor. "No abilities!"

Taylor held his hands up like he didn't know what Dean was talking about.

Dean leaned over and pulled the spoon out from under Taylor's leg. "Cheat."

Taylor laughed and moved back after putting the spoon down. He wasn't sure how Dean caught him but it was worth a try.

Kate couldn't concentrate due to laughing and lost the next turn. She wiped the tears from her eyes and sat on the couch.

Dean and Sam were the last two and Sam grabbed Dean around the neck and fell back.

Bobby sighed. "I'd say they couldn't hurt this coffee table but their heads might."

Dean laughed and twisted out of Sam's grip.

Kate gasped loudly. "Dean! What happened?"

Dean sat up. "What are you talking about?"

Kate pushed his shoulder back. "You have a mark on your abdomen."

Dean lifted the edge of his shirt. "What are you talking about?"

Kate rolled up her sleeve and showed him a small mark on her arm.

Dean saw a similar mark peeking out from the top of his pants.

"Did you get hurt? Did you almost die?" Kate asked.

John stepped forward to hear better.

"What? No." Dean sputtered.

"Then why did Tessa touch you?" Kate asked

Dean's eyes grew wide. "She didn't, what are you talking about?"

Taylor scrambled for a journal that he had been reading. "If a reaper touches you but does not reap you, sometimes they leave a mark that is like a signature. It kind of binds you so that when you do die, you will be reaped by that reaper."

Dean rubbed his face. "Huh, weird."

Kate's eyes furrowed deeply. "Why did she mark you... there?"

Dean chewed his cheek. He had not planned to tell anyone about Tessa. He definitely hadn't planned to be outted with that many people in the room.

Kate's eyes widened in horror as she remembered that Tessa had a thing for Dean. "Did you..?"

John caught on.

Dean saw John's face and blushed deeply.

Kate's mouth dropped open. "You threatened me if I befriended a reaper. At least I don't get THAT friendly with one."

"Go to your room!" Dean and John both yelled at the same time.

Taylor laughed. "Man, you two do sound the same."

Dean snapped his fingers and pointed to the stairs to banish Taylor from the room as well.

Sam cracked up as he understood what was going on.

John looked from Dean to Sam and then pointed to the door. "Shop. Now!"

Dean cursed silently but left the house.

John slammed the door to the shop behind him. "What the hell happened?"

Dean leaned against a table. He opened his mouth to speak but shut it a few times. "Uh, Tessa found me and wanted to talk."

"She wanted to talk? It looks like you did more than talk, Dean." John seethed.

"I didn't know she was a reaper when that happened. It was only afterwards that I found out." Dean said.

"Did you even plan on telling me that?" John asked.

"No, dad, I hadn't planned to discuss who I had sex with." Dean spat.

"Mind your tone, boy." John warned.

Dean blinked slowly. "Yes, sir."

"Report." John said.

"I was at a bar and I met her. She was hot and into me. That isn't that abnormal. She told me her name after... everything. Then she said she wanted to talk about Kate. She didn't try to hurt me." Dean said.

"Kate? What about Kate?" John asked.

Dean told him everything that Tessa had told him.

John turned around and braced himself against a work table.

Dean was a little worried by the set of John's shoulders. He stayed silent until John's shoulders started to shake. "Are you... are you laughing?"

John wiped his face and pulled the collar of his shirt over his mouth and nose.

Dean couldn't remember ever seeing John laugh like that. Maybe he had finally snapped.

"Dean, do you have any idea what those things look like when they aren't dressed as some pretty girl?" John asked between gulps of air.

Dean slowly shook his head.

John grabbed his journal from his truck and flipped to a page on reapers.

Dean stared at a sketch of a ghostly figure with tattered rags for clothes. The hair was stringy and the face looked decayed. "Well if she had looked like that there is no way I would have slept with her!"

John closed the journal and wiped his face again. "Are you sure about that, son?"

Dean was indignant. "She looked like a normal hot chick."

John took a deep breath. "I was just about ready to skin your hide."

Dean scoffed. "I couldn't test her. This isn't a shapeshifter situation again."

John remembered the time that Dean accidentally slept with a shapeshifter. He had skinned him for that one because he was a teenager and should have tested her. "There aren't any tests for reapers. You could have asked the girl's name first."

Dean's face turned red. "I don't always ask because I don't plan on seeing them again."

John shook his head.

Dean was a little shellshocked although he was glad that John wasn't pissed still.

John opened the door to the shop. "I am not going to tell them not to give you hell over this but I'm also not going to stop you if you retaliate."

Dean cracked his knuckles. "Gee, thanks."

Sam eyed Dean when he walked back into the house. He wasn't sure how angry John was. He made eye contact with Dean and confirmed that John hadn't kicked his ass. He cracked a grin and had to hit the floor to dodge the punch that Dean aimed at him.

Dean ran up the stairs and swung the bedroom door open.

Kate gasped and jumped onto Taylor's bed.

"I should skin you alive, kid." Dean said.

Kate giggled. "I didn't mean to rat you out."

Dean looked at Taylor. "You too."

Taylor acted hurt. "All I said was that you sound alike. It isn't my fault that you choose to say the exact same things in the exact same voice." He bailed off the bed and ran down the stairs. He grabbed Jo and held her in front of him.

Dean showed up in the hallway. "Don't hide behind her. I have no issue kicking her butt too."

Jo crossed her arms. "I'm going to tell my mom you said that."

Dean growled and threw up his hands. He grabbed a beer and flopped down in a kitchen chair.

Karen patted his shoulder and gave him a wink. "How are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm peachy." Dean said.

Karen handed him some peanut brittle that she had made. "It doesn't look like John was too mad."

"Oh he was but I didn't know until it was too late." Dean said. He didn't want to tell Karen what happened because she was a lady.

"If they give you too much grief you just let me know." Karen said.

Dean huffed in satisfaction. "The younger two are a pain in the ass." He saw Millie and tapped his leg.

Millie rubbed her head against his leg and started to purr.

Dean went back to his beer. "Stay away from Kate, she's mean."

Kate slid into the kitchen. "I'm not mean!"

Dean chuckled. "See, Millie agrees with me."

Andy and Owen were both exhausted from scrubbing the police cruiser.

Andy had suds in his hair and it was sticking up in different places.

Jody made sure it was okay with April if she cut Andy's hair after washing it. "What kind of haircut do you want?"

Andy yawned. "I want to look like my dad."

Jody smiled. She was so happy that Caleb had wandered into their lives. April was so scared when they first got to Sioux Falls. She finished with Andy's hair and washed it again. She let Caleb know that Andy was about to fall asleep and got his bag ready.

Although the drive was short, Andy was already asleep when Caleb got to Jody's house. Caleb picked him up and carried him to the truck. He carried him into the apartment and tucked him into his bed.

Andy stirred and flopped his arm over the bar of the bed. "I love you."

Caleb patted his back. "I love you too, buddy." He saw Ian curled up in his own bed and leaned over and placed a kiss on the side of his head. He was more than ready to adopt them so they all shared a last name. It did hurt sometimes that his own father wasn't there to meet them. His memories of his dad were hard to process. Like John, his dad was strict. He wasn't one for coddling. He probably did the best he could but Caleb wanted to do better. He'd never tell the boys no if they wanted a hug. He'd carry them as long as they needed him to. He'd never tell them to stop being a wimp if they were scared.

April leaned her head against the door facing. She wondered what Caleb was thinking about.

Caleb saw her and quietly left the room. "They look so peaceful."

April hugged him. "That is how they get you." She took off her robe and slipped into bed. "Karen is fixing her dress for me."

"That is nice of her."

"It will be really pretty. I am glad that she offered." April said. She smirked. "What are you going to wear?"

Caleb blinked. "Oh. Uh... I hadn't thought about that."

"Jeans and a nice shirt." April said.

Caleb furrowed his brows. "Isn't that a little informal?"

April laid her head on his shoulder. "I don't want to have a fancy wedding. You look too good in jeans to worry about dress pants."

"I wasn't aware you have been checking me out." Caleb said.

Kate had dreams that night. Well, she did most nights but certain nights she had so many dreams that she couldn't sleep. She had dreams about the other timelines. Those tore her heart to shreds. She had a few dreams about the pain that she caused, and would cause, people. She woke up and it was still dark. Her head was fuzzy and her heart hurt. Sure, some things would be better since she was there but a lot weren't. She tiptoed out of the room so she didn't wake up Jo or Taylor. Her skin was itchy and she needed to clear her head. She got a drink of water from the kitchen and sat down at the table. She spun a pencil around a few times and tapped it on her notebook. She tried to draw but she was struggling with a familiar feeling.

John heard someone come down the stairs and didn't hear them go back up. He rubbed his face and went to the kitchen to check on whoever woke up.

Kate ran her thumb over the lead of the pencil. She chewed her cheek and drew on her arm, pressing a little harder.

"I wouldn't do that." John said.

Kate jumped and threw the pencil.

John picked it up and sat it on the table.

"How are you so quiet when you are so giant?" Kate said as she rubbed her arm.

"Why are you digging at your arm?" John asked.

"I wasn't." Kate tried. She sighed. John was like a bloodhound when it came to getting to the bottom of things. "I keep having dreams."

John sat down. "What kind of dreams?"

"I guess some are about the other timelines. Some I really don't know what they are yet." Kate said.

Tessa had told Dean that Kate would be changing. That was part of what they were seeing with her teleporting and exploding hellhounds. "Do you think they are just dreams?"

"I don't know." Kate said.

"So which ones are making you want to hurt yourself?" John asked.

Kate fiddled with the pencil. "I hurt people. I stress people. I cause people pain."

John rubbed his chin. "Where did that come from?"

"I just had some dreams, okay?" Kate said.

"Go get your pillow and blanket." John said.

Kate frowned. "Why?"

"You are tired and are going to sleep on the couch." John said.

Kate pulled a face. "I'm fine."

"I didn't ask." John said.

Kate rolled her eyes. She grabbed her pillow and blanket and tossed them on the couch.

"You can go ahead and lose the attitude. I don't want you to go back to bed and have those dreams." John said.

Kate softened. "I'm sorry."

John just moved his own pillow. "I've had enough sleep but I'll rest my eyes for a bit."

Kate curled up on the couch.

John sat in one of the chairs and leaned his head back. He could feel Kate glancing at him now and then. "What do you want to say?"

Kate scrunched her nose. "Sometimes Dean tells me stories if I can't sleep."

John sat forward. "What kind of story?"

"Sometimes they are funny stories about stuff he did as a kid. It just depends on what he can remember. Maybe you could tell me one that he doesn't know." Kate said.

John nodded and thought about a suitable story. "When Mary and I were dating, I wasn't quite how I am now. I was still clueless about a lot of things. Mary was something else. She was soft and kind but she had a fierce streak. It makes more sense now that I know how she was raised but this was in the 70s. I mistook her as dainty, I guess. One day she got it in her head that she was going to take care of something. I don't even remember what it was but I thought I was being a gentleman by telling her not to do it. I told her it was a man's job and that I would do it. She puffed up and told me if I ever told her she couldn't do something because she was a woman, she'd knock me flat on my ass. That may have been the moment I knew she was the one."

Kate giggled. "I think you and Dean have the same taste in women." She jerked her foot away from the end of the couch when he smacked it.

"I don't think Dean is that picky." John said with a chuckle.

Kate listened to Mary stories for a little while and finally drifted off to sleep.

John made a pot of coffee and sipped it while he read some of the Campbell journals. Mary's father's journal interested him the most. He had a note about a jarhead that he didn't think too fondly of. John barely got to know Samuel at all but he knew the man didn't like him. It bothered him at the time but he was probably just protective of Mary. He'd have Kate's back but he was certain that when it came to suitable dates, Dean was going to be the one running background checks and putting the fear of god into teenage boys.

### ###

Gordon Walker couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Taylor. He did his research and found out about Craig. Craig had expressed concerns to a few hunters although it seemed like most of them thought he was raving mad. He killed his own wife and blew up his house before taking his own life. Gordon looked at the records from the day that Craig supposedly died and thought the ordeal seemed suspicious.

David was tossing a tennis ball against the wall of his room when an orderly told him that he had a phone call. He rolled his eyes and followed the man to a phone booth. "Who are you and why are you calling?"

Gordan smirked. "Name's Gordon. I want information about your brother."

David cleared his throat. "What kind of information?"

Gordon listened as David happily spilled all he 'knew' about Taylor. Some of the information was correct but a lot of it was stuff that he made up in his mind.

"He ain't normal."

Gordon wrote everything down. "Why is he living with the Winchesters?"

"I guess the girl is friends with him. I don't know and don't really care." David said.

Gordon got off the phone with David and started researching some of the stuff that David said Taylor could do. He got a thrill out of hunting down vampires and fighting with demons. This was new though and it excited him.

### ###

With a house full of young people, Bobby put them to work on Karen's renovations. While he knew and trusted everyone that would be coming to the small wedding, he didn't think the house was big enough to contain them.

Taylor softened the ground on one side of the house and made it easier to shovel and smooth out.

Kate looked at the blueprints for the extra room. It was going to be like a sunroom.

Dean saw Taylor and Kate huddled together discussing something and cleared his throat. "What are you two whispering about?"

Kate looked up. "We aren't. We are just thinking."

Dean narrowed his eyes. "That is dangerous."

Kate scoffed. "Then come over here if you want to be part of the conversation."

Dean strolled over.

"We want to see where that crawl space leads. Bobby's house is pretty secure but I'm kind of assuming that there may be more out there that we need to worry about." Kate said.

"I had mentioned having something like a decontamination room. The house isn't always unlocked. If there was a small building like a shed that someone could run to that would be safe from demons and ghosts, that is better than banging on the door to get inside the actual house." Taylor said.

Dean nodded.

"So what if there was a building like that but there was also a tunnel that went down into a cellar like we found at the Campbell place," Kate added. "Depending on what is on the other side of that board, there may be an opening already. It could lead to another panic room that has some provisions. So a typical person could be safe in the shed until one of us could help them but if something happened and it wasn't safe to go inside, we could climb down a ladder and enter a safe area."

Dean rubbed his face. "You two think too much."

"The panic room is great. I just think it might be wise to have a second one that isn't as obvious." Taylor said.

"If nothing else, if a hunter gone bad broke into the house and stole weapons, there would be another safe place for weapons that they wouldn't know about." Kate said.

Dean chuckled. "Bobby is paranoid enough to love that idea."

Kate skipped over to the house and asked Bobby to come outside. She explained what they had been talking about and drew up a rough blueprint.

Bobby studied the print and looked at the house. "That may open up my house to an attack if anyone found that door."

"Not if we used magic." Kate said. "Don't give me that look, Dean. There may be a way to ward something and the only way you can get through is if you have a symbol on you."

Bobby smirked at Dean. "When you were her age you and Sam drew up the idea for a treehouse."

Dean grumbled. "It was a good treehouse."

They went inside to see if the board at the end of the crawlspace could be moved.

Taylor strapped a light to his forehead and inched his way back. He used a tool to pry the board away from whatever it was attached to and coughed when the dust hit him. He couldn't see much so he flicked on another flashlight to see. There was dirt on one side. It looked like the edge of the house but under the ground. He wasn't sure how thick the dirt was on the top. He used a measuring tape to see if he could touch each side and measured how much of a gap there was between where he was laying and the bottom of the opening. He saw something beside his face and smirked. He jiggled his foot to let Dean know to pull him back out by the rope around his ankle.

Dean pulled until he saw Taylor's shirt and sat back. "What did you find?"

Taylor handed him a paper that he had written notes on.

Dean was reading the paper when a very large spider fell on top of it. He jerked and tossed it.

Taylor had found a dead spider and dropped it on Dean's head while he was reading.

Jess gasped when Taylor swung the door open and sprinted away from the house. She saw Dean a second later and wondered what Taylor had done.

Dean rubbed his head to get rid of the spider web and called out to Taylor. "You are dead to me, kid."

Taylor laughed. "It was dead!"

Dean spun around to make eye contact with John. "Can you believe him?"

John chuckled and told Dean he was on his own.

A while later, Taylor was helping Sam by holding a piece of plywood flush with the side of a verticle board. He felt a line of absolute fire across the back of his thighs and dropped the board to grab his legs. He hissed through his teeth and heard a snap.

Dean smirked in satisfaction.

"What the hell was that?" Taylor asked.

"I let you off of that reminder I owed you. Didn't want you getting too cocky." Dean said.

Taylor rubbed his legs. "That was a switch?"

Dean nodded.

Taylor stood up straight and chuckled. "That seems a bit unfair."

Dean smiled. "Consider it payback for a variety of things."

Taylor scoffed and looked at the porch to gain agreeance from John.

John shook his head. "Nope, you are on your own."