Hi everyone. I know this UD's a little late but I'm having problems with my laptop. I had to rewrite this whole chapter twice.

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Chapter 16

Leaning her head against the cold tiles of the tub Haley felt a bit of relieve. She had a bad night tossing and turning, getting up every twenty minutes to hang over the toilet. Her body ached and she felt drained and tired, and very sick. Not having enough strength to get up she curled up on the towel on the floor.

“Come on baby, open your eyes, you can do it” a male voice echoed in her ear

Haley turned her head to the voice and tried to open her eyes but with no luck.

“Come on Hales, take a deep breath and look at me” the voice encouraged

“I’m, tired, don’t, feel, well” it came broken and her voice hors

“I know your tired baby but just look at me.” He begged

Her head fell back and she wanted to drift of to the warmth and darkness that called out to her.

“You will not give up Haley James or so help me I will kick your pregnant little ass” a female voice pitched in

“Brooke” she finally managed to say

“Yeah buddy it’s me, now open your eyes Hales” Brooke pleaded. Haley felt tightness around her hand like it was being held, she moved her fingers slightly to feel her arm move and warmth placed on the hand . . . a kiss. She tried to open her eyes but the warmth caught up with her and she gave in to it, drifting into the darkness.

“Haley please . . . breathe just breathe . . . Haley?” the male voice begged

“We have to take her now Mr. Winchester, we’ll call you” a nurse said. Dean let go of her hand and watched as she got wheeled further in to the hospital and disappeared into a room. He sunk into the nearest chair, his head falling into his hands that rested on his knees. An alarm down the hall got his attention and he looked up to see medical personal running into the room Haley entered earlier.

“I need an incubation kit in here” he heard already on his feet. He moved towards the room, feeling like everything suddenly went into slow motion and he couldn’t get there fast enough.

18 Hours Earlier

Dean sat in the chair looking out over the ocean, like he did for the last two days. He just stared into space and rolled the black box between his fingers. A phone vibrated next to him on the table

“Sam your phone again” he yelled over his shoulder. Entering the room Sam just shook his head and read the text ‘77’. Sam frowned and placed the phone back on the table

“What’s wrong?” John’s voice came from the doorway

“Nothing, I need some air” Sam said and mentioned with his head towards Dean. John nodded and Sam walked past him. John sat down beside Dean not looking at him

“So I’m gonna be a grandfather” John finally spoke after a silence. Dean nodded

“You really love her don’t you?” John continued. Dean looked at his dad and raised his eyebrows and nodded when John looked at him.

“How do you really feel about this dad?” Dean asked.

“The day your mother told me she was pregnant with you, was one of the happiest days of my life. I wouldn’t change it for any thing, just like yesterday” Dean nodded and smiled

“You’ve build a good life for yourself here Dean. Two successful businesses, a nice house on the beach, a beautiful girl and a baby on the way. Your mother would be proud, I am proud of you”

“Dad?” Dean asked

“We’ll find her Dean” John assured. He looked down at the box in Dean’s hand. Dean handed it to his father nodding

“Her father gave it to me at her mother’s funeral. I haven’t opened it. I promised him I would look after her dad. I have to keep that promise”

“You will Dean, you will” John said squeezing Deans shoulder

Haley felt her stomach making turns and she sat up leaning over the toilet again. There wasn’t anything left in her stomach to come out but that didn’t stop it from trying. After a couple of minutes Haley managed to splash water on her face and moved towards the kitchen. She made herself some tea and curled up on the couch. Taking small sips of the hot beverage in her hand she laid her head back against the pillows and closed her eyes. She missed everyone badly today and her not feeling well made it worse. She thought of what everyone was doing or should be doing. Dean should still be sleeping after a long night at the club, Justin out on his run, Sam making breakfast, Brooke and Luke at work. She sighed and wiped a stray tear from her cheek. The crazy girl hasn’t been back to Haley’s relieve. She had no idea what was going through that girls delusional mind, Haley just hoped someone would find her before things got ugly. She heard a dog bark in the distance and moved to the window. A truck was coming in her direction; when it didn’t seem like it was going to stop Haley ran to the fire place, placing pieces of paper in it. Looking through the drawers for something to light it with but not finding any thing she ran back to the window. The truck had past and was now disappearing into the surrounding trees. Feeling defeated she curled up on the couch with her knees pulled up against her chest, letting the warm tears run over her face.

Sam and John were working through another set of tips the detective brought over. Dean had also pitched in, sorting the tips. It was quite a mission to separate them all. Some were just plain ridiculous.

“Hey guys, where are you” a voice echoed into the house

“The den Brooke” Dean yelled over his shoulder not getting up.

“Oh here you are, I brought you some food. It’s in the kitchen. Who’s your friend” Brooke asked mentioning to John

“Oh Brooke this is our Dad John, Dad Brooke” Sam introduced. Brooke moved forward holding her hand out to him

“Please to meet you sir. I can see where the boys got their looks from” she said smiling

“Well thank you” John answered smiling back

“I can’t stay long, I have food to drop at Haley’s, Justin’s” she corrected “See you later” she said turning around

“Wait I’ll go with you” Dean offered “My eyes needs a break” he continued.

John and Sam continued with the paperwork in front of them

“She’s pretty” John said after a while

“Yeah I guess” Sam answered not interested

“What? You don’t think so?” John pushed

“Yes dad she’s beautiful, but she’s not really my type besides she’s seeing someone” Sam answered annoyed

“What is your type then?” John asked again

“I don’t know …” Sam answered shrugging

“Maybe petite brunette girls named Haley” a voice came from the doorway. John and Sam both turned

“What! . . . NO” Sam protested

“I heard you Sam, out on the patio with Brooke. You don’t have to say it it’s written all over your face. Isn’t that what she said?”

“Dean I never . . .”

“Never indicated that she was more than your friend. Yet you spend all the possible time with her. I saw the way you looked at her, but stupid me, I thought you were only protective of her. Was just being around her enough?” Dean asked. Sam looked towards the floor not being able to look at Dean

“Yeah” Dean nodded.

“I would never act on it. Haley loves you, she wants to be with you, she’s having your baby” Sam tried to explain

“And if she wasn’t what then Sam?” Dean pushed. Again Sam looked towards the floor

“That’s what I thought” Dean said turning around

“DEAN!” Sam called stepping forward to go after him. A grip on his arm held him back

“Let him go, let him blow of some steam” John suggested. Sam fell down on the couch, running his hands through his hair. His phone vibrated again and Sam stood up to retrieve it. He flipped it open and read the text ‘42’

“UGH” he exclaimed throwing the phone on the couch

“What’s wrong?” John asked frowning

“These stupid texts I keep getting. They don’t make sense, I think it’s the wrong number” Sam explained

“What kind of texts?” John asked interested

“Just these numbers”

“How many have you gotten?” John continued

“With that one, ?” Sam asked confused. John got a paper and pen

“Read them to me like you got them”

“Dad?”

“Read Sam”

“34, 29, 45, 77 and 42. Dad what are you doing?” Sam asked confused

“Do you have a map of the area?” John asked again not answering Sam

“Yeah, I’ll look for one” Sam went through drawers and the book case till he found one. Holding it out to his dad, John took it and looked at the coordinates.

“I know where she is” John announced smiling up at Sam

“What? How?” Sam asked

“Its coordinates, someone’s letting us know where she is. Holly Shelter Game Land.”

“What if you’re wrong?” Sam asked again

“I’m not. Go get your brother and meet me there. Call the detective and tell him what’s up. And if you get another text let me know what the last digit is.” John said over his shoulder, gathering the map and his jacket before running out the door.

Sam stood in the middle of the room shocked and surprised. He shook his head and disappeared out the door.

Haley must have fallen asleep ‘cause when she woke up it was already dark outside. She leaned over and switched the light on. Hearing a car door she waited for the door to open. When it did a very pissed looking girl entered.

“Well you were right; he’s not going back to school. He already made plans to have his stuff taken to him. His brother needs him, that’s the excuse. But it’s okay, I have a new plan. You see his brother will get over you in a few months and I’ll be there the whole way to help Sam. He’s gonna need a friend of his own to comfort him. So it was nice meeting you Haley James but now its good bye” she said with an eerie smile

“You don’t have to do this” Haley tried.

“Oh I do. With you out of the way, things will go easier. It all ends tonight”

“Please, we can forget about this”

“NO”

“I’m pregnant” Haley resorted to her last option

“Just another reason to get rid of you” she announced with no emotion. Haley swallowed, this girl has no heart. The door closed and Haley stood frozen on the spot. Everything was so quiet now. She walked towards the window and looked outside just in time to see a line of flames coming towards the cabin. Haley gasped and moved backwards, her mind a total blank. She stood there for what seemed like for ever, hearing the cabin creek around her she snapped out of her trance and moved towards the bedroom. Haley plucked the bedding from the bed and entered the bathroom. Opening the faucet and filling the tub. Haley ran back to the kitchen and got a bucket, turning her eye caught the couch pillows; she pulled them of, taking it with her to the bathroom. Haley placed all of bedding and the pillows into the tub, wetting it. Taking the bucket filled with water she started wetting the walls around her. She could see smoke starting to seep through the cabin walls. Haley closed the bathroom door behind her and placed the wet fabrics in all the cracks. Hoping it will help. The tub started to over flow but Haley still didn’t close the tap. Haley sat on top of the toilet her chin resting on her knees. She waited, for what she didn’t really know. Smoke started to come through the bathroom walls and Haley threw water against the walls again. She could feel the heat from outside and the temperature rising in the small room. Not being able to handle the heat anymore the window behind her cracked and fell to pieces. Haley took the wet bedding, wrapping a piece around her hand and the other covering her face. Haley yanked at the bars in front of the window with all of her might but with no success. Smoke filled the small room now and Haley found it more and more difficult to breath. Haley got into the tub completely wetting herself and covering her with the wet bedding. At least she wasn’t going to burn to death she thought. Like suffocating is any better. She heard the walls and roof creek but couldn’t see anything through the smoke. Haley heard something collapsed before a sudden pain went through her head. Her eyes fluttered for a second before the darkness took over.

Sam called the detective and informed him of his dad’s action. He called Dean what felt like a thousand times but he never picked up. He couldn’t be far; the Impala was still in the driveway. Sam turned around and walked along the beach towards the house again. Maybe he went back home Sam thought. Entering a now dark house Sam called out to Dean but no answer.

“Dean where are you?” Sam asked himself. He stood around, thinking of places Dean could be. A thought hit him and he ran outside again, jumping over the fence that separated the two properties. He knocked lightly before opening the patio doors and entering the familiar house. The house was so quiet.

“Dean?” he asked loudly. Walking up the stairs he opening the only closed door.

Haley’s room. Her perfume filled his nostrils and he stepped into the room slowly. It was dark but he could make out Dean’s form on the edge of the bed.

“Dean?” Sam said quieter now

“She loves this stupid bear, Mr Muggles. Who calls a bear Mr. Muggles?” Dean asked in a low voice

“We found her Dean” Sam blurted out. Dean jumped up and walked up to Sam

“What? Where?”

“The texts I got, they’re coordinates, dad’s on his way. We have to meet him there”

Sam explained. Dean threw the bear on the bed and moved past Sam. He ran down the stairs and out the door. He got his jacket and keys Sam right behind him. Getting into the car, following the directions.

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John saw the smoke and decided to go there. As he neared the cabin his heart fell to his stomach.

“Oh God, please let her not be in there.” He stepped on the gas. With every meter he got closer John’s fear grew. He stopped a safe distance away and got out. Opening the trunk he got an axe and blanket and moved towards the burning cabin. It was completely engulfed in flames with parts already falling apart. John looked at the scene in front of him and shuddered, who could do this to another person. He took his phone from his pocket and dialled.

“SAM, it’s a cabin, call 911 and tell them to send an ambulance and fire truck. It’s looking bad Sam, Keep Dean away” John told Sam. Sam looked at Dean sitting next to him

“That’s gonna be a problem” he dialled 911 and gave them the directions. Dean looked at Sam fear in his eyes.

John kicked the door open and tried to enter but the flames was so high and the heat unbearable. He walked around the cabin looking for any signs of live or an indication of where Haley could be. Another piece of the roof caved in and knocked the wall over. John could see into the bedroom part of the cabin now. He edged closer, trying to get as close as possible without getting burned. His eyes fell on the closed bathroom door, and the water seeping through underneath it.

“Smart girl” he said to himself. John turned around looking for a way to wet the blanket. Seeing an old drum filled with water he ran over and dipped the blanket in. John soaked his pants and threw the blanket over his head. John went into the cabin and tried to avoid the burning parts. He called out to Haley but there was no answer. He covered his mouth and nose from the smoke. Finally arriving at the door, John tried to open it but it was stuck. He stepped back a lunged at it, hitting it with his shoulder. After a couple of tries it budged and he could enter. He scanned the room and saw her lifeless body in the tub. John rushed over, taking a piece of debris from atop of her and throwing it out. He lifted her out of the tub and covered her with the wet bedding, throwing some over him too before making their way to the outside again. John could hear the sirens coming closer as he laid Haley down on the grass. He checked for a pulse, he pinched her nose and blew into her mouth.

“Come on Haley breath” he encouraged. He heard the roaring sound of the Impala and looked up. The door flew open before it could come to a complete stop. Again John pinched her nose and blew into her mouth

“Noooo” Dean’s voice came over the sirens. He ran till beside Haley and John and fell on his knees.

“Come on Haley breath . . . Just breath Hales” he encouraged. A paramedic came running and attended to Haley. John stood up and stepped back for the man to work. He took Dean by the arm, helping him up

“Let them help her son” Dean looked at his dad tears in his eyes and nodded but didn’t move away.

Dean held Haley’s hand the whole way to the hospital. He spoke to her constantly and begged her to hold on. It felt like the drive took forever and when the ambulance doors finally opened Dean felt a little relieved. Stepping out of the ambulance he noticed Brooke and Lucas along with Justin standing at the entrance. Dean took Haley’s hand in his again and ran along side her

Haley moaned and he leaned closer

“Hales?” he asked close to her ear

“Just breathe okay” he encouraged. She moaned again and turned her head to Dean. It looked like she wanted to open her eyes.

“Come on baby, open your eyes, you can do it” a male voice echoed in her ear

Haley turned her head to the voice and tried to open her eyes but with no luck.

“Come on Hales, take a deep breath and look at me” the voice encouraged

“I’m, tired, don’t, feel, well” it came broken and her voice hors

“I know your tired baby but just look at me.” He begged

Her head fell back and she wanted to drift of to the warmth and darkness that called out to her.

“You will not give up Haley James or so help me I will kick your pregnant little ass” a female voice pitched in

“Brooke” she finally managed to say

“Yeah buddy it’s me, now open your eyes Hales” Brooke pleaded. Haley felt tightness around her hand like it was being held, she moved her fingers slightly to feel her arm move and warmth placed on the hand . . . a kiss. She tried to open her eyes but the warmth caught up with her and she gave in to it, drifting into the darkness.

“Haley please . . . breathe just breathe . . . Haley?” the male voice begged

“We have to take her now Mr. Winchester, we’ll call you” a nurse said. Dean let go of her hand and watched as she got wheeled further in to the hospital and disappeared into a room. He sunk into the nearest chair, his head falling into his hands that rested on his knees. An alarm down the hall got his attention and he looked up to see medical personal running into the room Haley entered earlier.

“I need an incubation kit in here” he heard already on his feet. He moved towards the room, feeling like everything suddenly went into slow motion and he couldn’t get there fast enough.