Ok...this is the Season finale.
I tried to get a bit of everything in here, we got some slush from both boys a little humor and some badass action. What's the worst thing you could say to piss Dean off? I loved it. Sam's rocking some moves here too and I know you love his inventiveness.
I appreciate your patience with this storyline, once it's done it can be just in the background and the action can start up again. Ready for a little cliffhanger action? So off we go!
Brooke looked across at Sam as he slept next to her. He looked so peaceful with none of the tension bothering his brow. She placed a finger between his eyes and ran it slowly down his slightly crooked nose. She hated that someone had hurt him but had to admit that it made him even sexier.
He opened his eyes and looked at her. "You know, we really have to change rooms." He said kissing her gently.
"You don't like camping out?" She said with a smile.
As Sam's room had twin beds they'd taken off the matresses and put them on the floor making a double. It was a pain to have to move the furniture around every day but Brooke couldn't care less as she looked at him. She moved over him and felt the familiar sensation of butterflies in her stomach as their chests touched. His arms wrapped around her as she ran her fingers through his hair.
"I'm sorry you had to leave your house." He said simply.
"I'm not." He looked at her questioningly. "My home's right here. With you."
His hands left her back and went to her face, brushing her hair away he looked at her. He felt all the breath leave his body like he'd been winded. "You're incredible." He whispered.
She kissed him gently once and moved her lips away from his slightly. "It's been said." She laughed. "It's all you."
His chest rose and fell heavily underneath her as he contemplated how miserable his existence would be without her. She always made him feel whole and he couldn't ask for anything more. He pulled her to him and felt a soft kiss on his neck as she settled her body on top of his.
"Let's never leave." She said quietly.
"This crap hole?" He laughed.
"This bed." She replied moving her lips over his throat.
Sam rolled her over suddenly, she knew the move and submitted willingly bringing his body to rest on top of hers. She wrapped her long legs around him as he braced himself on his elbows either side of her and looked her in the eye. "You make me happy, you know that? Even now."
She took a moment to enjoy the feeling his words created. "No matter what happens today, nine months from now or two years from now...you're all the man I need. Don't ever forget that."
In the room next door Dean turned in his sleep and found the bed empty. He frowned as his hand searched the void and finally opened his eyes. He looked across the room and saw that Bonnie had moved their one chair to the window and was sat with her feet tucked under her staring out of it. She didn't look at him but had heard him move. "It's raining." She said without turning around.
Dean frowned. "I guess Summer had to come to an end sometime."
"I don't have any shoes."
Dean rubbed at his eyes trying to wake himself up. "We'll get some." He got up and walked over to her naked. When he got to her he put a hand to her hair. "You can still back out."
She reached up and took his hand without looking at him and placed it on her left breast. She closed her eyes as she felt the warmth of his palm over heart.
Bonnie looked at him finally and smiled. "Fine. I just want to get going."
Dean glanced at the clock on the wall. "Just another coupla hours. C'mon, let's take a shower."
He didn't give her the option as he grabbed her under the arms and lifted her off the chair. She wrapped herself around him as he carried her to the bathroom.
Bobby glanced at the tense faces around the diner table. Everyone looked like they were facing the electric chair, even Dean. It had been rougher than any of them had anticipated but they'd gotten this far and it was up to him to cheer them up.
"Christ anyone would think you were headed for a funeral."
Brooke stared at Bonnie across the table who studiously avoided her gaze.
"Just a big day Bobby." Dean answered.
"We got science, nature and Ling on our side so some positive thinkin' wouldn't go amiss."
"Excuse me." Bonnie said as she got up from the table.
Dean watched as she made her way to the restroom. No one knew what to expect from her any more and just tried to roll with her moods. Brooke left the table without a word and went to follow her.
"She ok?" Bobby looked at Dean.
"Hormones." Dean shrugged with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. He had a sixth sense about certain things and felt in his gut that something wasn't right. He looked across at Sam who was thriving since Brooke had come back into his life. "How about you dude?"
Sam raised his eyebrows. "Me?"
"Yeah you. You ok?"
Sam frowned. "Sure. Why wouldn't I be?"
Dean cocked his head. "I feel like I haven't seen you in years. Ya know what we need?" They both looked at him expectantly. "We need a boys night out."
Bobby sniggered and drank his coffee.
"I'm not kiddin'. I know this is all gonna work out fine. We'll go get Bonnie knocked up, Ling'll take care of the girls and we'll hit the town."
Sam laughed, Dean's enthusiasm was infectious. "You're serious?"
"Course, I may never get a bachelor party so why not? C'mon Sammy like old times...get the job done then go out and get wasted."
"I think that was more you than me but I guess, why not?"
They both looked at Bobby. He lowered his mug slowly. "What? You wanna permission slip?"
"Nah, we need a wing man...or at least someone to post bail!" Dean joked.
"I think I'm a little past it." He answered.
Dean leaned towards him. "Don't even try to pull that crap on me. C'mon! You're a man of action. We need you."
Bobby rolled his eyes. "Ok, I guess."
Dean grinned and clapped his hands together. "Today's gonna rock! I'm gonna be a Dad and we're all gettin' hammered."
Bonnie looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror and barely recognized herself. She'd told Dean the hormones were causing her to lose sleep but she could tell it wasn't the case. Ever since this had started and they'd changed her body's tempo, everything felt out of place. She wanted to cry half the time and scream for the rest. She'd lost her spark and couldn't wait for the injections to stop. That would be another two weeks and she hoped that she could hack it.
Brooke walked in and glanced at Bonnie in the mirror. Her eyes had bags under them and her skin had a grey color to it.
"That's it, I'm coming clean….I can't take this any more."
She made for the door and Bonnie grabbed her wrist. "No, please. Just a couple more days and I'll tell him myself."
"How am I supposed to explain to them that I let you go through with this?"
"I'll tell both of them. Look, I'm ok, just wiped out. Let's get this over with and I swear I'll sort it out.
They left the restroom together and went to sit back down.
"You ok?" Dean asked.
"Sure." She looked at him and narrowed her eyes. "What are you plotting?"
"Nothin' just a boys night out. Figured you have the spell going on…we'll make ourselves scarce."
"That's noble of you." She said with a smile.
"You're not gonna hit me are you?" He held up his hands in front of him.
She rolled her eyes. "No. I guess, just cos I can't drink, doesn't mean you shouldn't have fun." She looked at Bobby and Sam. "Watch his back won't you?"
"What d'ya mean?" He frowned at her.
"Never mind, just be careful." Bonnie didin't know what had gotten into her but she just wanted this day over so the ball of worry in her stomach would disappear.
The boys were in Sam's room nursing the first of many beers. They were leaving the Impala at home and Dean was feeling the alcohol hit his system. He was excited and terrified in equal measure as he realized what he was embarking on. Everything had gone well at the hospital, Bonnie looked a bit peaky which worried him but she'd been out of sorts since the start. He hoped that she changed back to her normal self once the hormones stopped. He had no idea what it would be like living with a pregnant woman. His mother had been quite chilled but his father had been a nervous wreck. He pushed the thoughts away. He had a good feeling about this.
Sam raised his bottle. "To impending fatherhood."
Dean and Bobby both clinked their bottles with his. "To Sam waddling again." Dean said with a wink at him.
There was a knock at the door and Dean opened it grinning when he saw who it was through the spy hole. "Well if it isn't the pilot of the Millenium Falcon! Han. Good to see ya."
They shook hands and banged shoulders. "Couldn't miss a chance to hit the town with the Winchesters." Han nodded at Bobby as he walked into the room. "Nice to see you again Mr Singer."
Bobby choked on his beer. "Bobby remember."
"Sorry, just spent a long car journey with my grandmother…she has a thing about manners."
He laughed. "How is she?"
"She and Johnny went to see the girls. She doesn't waste much time."
"Is Johnny armed? He's a braver man than me." Dean raised his eyebrows, but was glad that someone was going to be there to look out for them. "C'mon, I want ya to meet my brother. Sam, this is Han, one of Ling's great grandsons. Totally kicked Triad butt."
Sam shook his hand. "Excuse me for not getting' up. Nice to meet you." Sam had learnt humor was the best way to deal with meeting new people, it put them at ease and stopped them staring so much.
Han smiled and relaxed. "I heard a lot about you. Looking forward to hearing some stories tonight."
"Christ, don't say that in front of Bobby." Sam frowned.
"What?" Bobby hadn't heard.
Dean clapped him on the back. "C'mon then, let's saddle up and show Baltimore how it's done."
Bonnie took the tablets and popped them in her mouth as Brooke handed her some water. She looked at the row of bottles on the table and thought of somewhere she could hide them from Dean. It was going to be harder than she thought to keep this from him. He already knew something was wrong, she could sense it. The fact that she hadn't let him be there for the implantation didn't reassure him any more. They had been concerned about Hypotension as her blood pressure continued to drop in the last week. She wondered how she'd never been ill a day in her life and now that her body was doing what it was made for it was suddenly rebelling against her.
She sighed and lay down on the bed. She had her feet poised on the headboard. Brooke told her it was an old wives tale but she felt reassured nonetheless. Brooke popped a pillow under her head and turned as there was a knock on the door. She hurriedly scooped all the pills off the table and into a bag with a sweep of her arm. She threw the bag in the closet glanced at Bonnie and went to open the door.
She had been looking straight across but her eyes moved downwards until they came to rest on the old Chinese woman. Brooke wasn't easily intimidated but she had to admit that the woman was formidable despite her size. Sam had told her she was harmless though.
"Take long enough to open door." Ling muttered as she hobbled into the room.
"Er…sorry about that."
"Don't mind her….she's always like that." A young good looking Chinese man walked in winking at her. "I'm Johnny, the grandson."
From the way that he walked and the slight lilt in his speech, Brooke knew that Johnny had stayed for more than protection. He was the type of guy that would enjoy a slumber party with the girls, and not because he thought he'd see a naked pillow fight.
Brooke closed the door. Bonnie was sat on the edge of the bed now and looked a little scared as Ling approached her.
"You woman of horse boy." She said as a statement.
Bonnie was wide eyed. She looked at Brooke for help. "She means Dean." Johnny told her.
"Oh, then yeah. "
Ling took her face in her hands and studied it. Her fingers felt for Bonnie's pulse. "How long been sick?"
"Not long. How can you tell?"
"Experience is a great servant." Ling leaned down and put a hand to Bonnie's stomach. She nodded. "Do spell, bind baby. Then look after you."
With Dean and Bobby playing pool Sam was sat with Han at a table nearby nursing a beer. They had come out quite early but the place had filled up gradually as the evening wore on. The music was thumping and Dean was loving it as he did trickshots to impress some girls nearby. Sam laughed at him. He didn't mean anything by it, his brother was just a natural show off.
"He's pretty cool huh?" Han asked.
"He's an ass sometimes but he never gave up on me."
Han nodded. "Family's important, especially when time's are rough."
"You're close to your family too?"
He took a sip of his beer. "Yeah, but mainly to my two cousins, me, Johnny and Dylan were born almost at the same time. They're like my brothers."
"You don't have brothers?"
"Five sisters dude." He laughed at Sam's expression. "As soon as my parents got away from the one child rule they went crazy."
Sam looked at Dean again as he leaned over the table and the girls stared openly at his ass. "I don't know what Dean'll do if he has a daughter. He'd have to lock her up."
Sam laughed across at him. "Put it this way, she isn't gonna be an ugly kid and he knows first hand what dogs men can be."
Dean looked up and shrugged as though he could tell they were talking about him. Sam gestured him over. Dean rolled his eyes, said something to the girls and grabbing his beer, he put the cue down and went over to the table.
Sam could see the shine in his eyes, Dean should have been more drunk but he just looked in his element as he weaved in and out of bodies.
"Let's get out of here Dean." he yelled once he got to them.
"Dude…the night's still young."
"I just mean move on somewhere else." Sam almost shouted over the noise and spilled his beer slightly as someone pushed by him and knocked his chair. "It's too loud." He pointed to his ear.
Dean looked around as if noticing for the first time that the place was heaving. Sam was being swamped and could tell he was feeling uncomfortable being bumped by the moving crowd.
Dean felt like an idiot for not noticing sooner. "Can you go get Bobby? I think he's back by the juke box somewhere." Han nodded at him and got up.
He leaned down to speak directly into Sam's ear. "Sorry man, shoulda realized sooner. I'll just grab my jacket and we'll shoot."
Dean crouched down to get his khaki jacket from under the table and saw Sam pull himself backwards. There were feet everywhere and he was moving slowly. Dean didn't see the bump but could hear Sam apologize to someone. He definitely heard what came next.
"Hey, why don't ya watch where you're goin' gimp?"
Oh no he didn't.
Dean's heart started to pump immediately as he stood up slowly from his crouch and looked at the man standing in front of his brother. He was bigger than Dean but since when did that matter? He obviously thought he was someone as he was full of beer and arrogance.
"What did you just say?" Dean's voice was loud enough and filled with enough menace that several people turned to him.
Sam looked at him and could see the anger coming off him in waves. "Dean it's ok. Let's just go."
Dean moved around the table slowly ignoring Sam's plea. He patted him on the back briefly as he passed and went to stand between him and the man who was about to get the worst ass kicking of his life.
"Now spell done. Baby bound to you…not go anywhere til ready."
Bonnie was sat in the centre of a circle surrounded by candles and herbs. She had no idea what any of it was but she had felt calm and peaceful thoughout. She put a hand on her belly and smiled at Brooke.
"Come." Ling took her by the hand and she stood up following her to the bed. "I do acupuncture, help circulation. Same as Sam."
Bonnie lay down on her stomach as instructed and turned to face Ling. "Will this help?"
"You have young body but need some help to work properly."
"Ya know, Dean said you were scary but you're not at all."
"Little boys need firm hand or go astray. Remember that."
"I got a firm hand on Dean alright."
Ling rolled her eyes as the others laughed. "Know why horse boy pick you."
"Why'd you call him horse boy?"
"Chinese calendar. Sam year of pig, Dean is horse. Horse very strong, make good father but never marry."
Bonnie thought about that for a second. "That's ok I guess."
"What year would I be? I was born December twenty fourth eighty four."
"Christmas baby always lucky."
"Tell my mom that. She said she'd rather have given birth to the Turkey."
Brooke came to sit on the bed next to them as Johnny danced to a video on MTV.
"You a rat." Bonnie went to move in objection and Ling pushed her back. "In West rats bad so understand. You not ass dweller, you Eastern rat. Sharp tongue keep horse in check...mind quick, very entertaining...loyal. Generous spirit."
"That's all true."Brooke agreed.
"Yeah but it still sucks, horses are cool, I'm a stupid rat. Ok do Brooke. Let's see how her and piggy get on."
Brooke saw the question in Ling's eyes. "July twenty sixth of eighty one." Ling frowned at her. "Is that bad?"
"Just confused. Rooster proud of appearance. Water pig no care but not mean you can look like man."
Johnny suddenly joined in. "Strut your stuff! Right grandma?"
"Even gay boy here dress better."
"Thanks grandma." He was still bopping with the music as he looked at her. "All you need are the braces and you'd be Ugly Betty. What you should really be is Angelina. You have what it takes...If Sam's half as hot as his brother then you owe it to him. Hell you owe it to me and womankind."
Brooke stared at him. Bonnie sniggered. "I've tried...Dean's tried."
"No offense Bonnie but if we had "tried" to just break your fella's out of a Triad stronghold, we wouldn't be here now." he grabbed a lock of Brooke's hair and looked at her. "Sometimes, you just have to kick some ass. As soon as you can, you're coming shopping with me."
"I asked you a question. What did you just call my brother?"
"Dean c'mon, it's not worth it." Sam was trying to get his attention. The man was there watching a football game and had at least six buddies with him. They were all waiting to see how this went. It wasn't fair odds, Sam thought. Dean was good but...
"I called him a gimp. Now whatcha gonna do about it pipsqueak?"
"No one gets to call him that but me!" Dean yelled and threw the first punch, he knew that the friends would soon follow and he was ready. He ducked as a punch came from behind and spun quickly throwing a shoulder into the man's waist and ramming him into a pillar, winding him.
Sam felt someone approach from his rear, he took a split second glance. Once the guy was almost on him, Sam threw out his right elbow. The man doubled over in pain, winded. Sam reached behind him and hooking his arm around the man's neck, he used his momentum against him and spun him in a full arc until he came to land on his back in front of him. He leaned down and grabbed a fistful of hair knocking him out with a single punch.
He spun around. Dean was being thrown forwards against the pillar by two guys who had him by the arms. Bobby was looking on drinking his beer.
"Aren't you gonna help him?" Sam shouted.
"I'm too old for this." He mouthed, grabbing some nuts off a table.
Sam watched as they made to slam Dean's body into the pillar again and saw his brother clench his jaw. When they got near enough Dean put his booted feet to it and walked up it quickly flipping his body over them and landing on his feet behind the shocked men. A move like that would have dislocated anyone else's shoulders. Sam leaned forwards and rested on his knees as he watched his brother in action.
Dean tapped the guys on the shoulder and when they turned around he took the one on the right out with his elbow. The arm continued to move and his fist took out the one on the left. Sam huffed as he realized he'd seen Jason Bourne do that, Dean was a genius.
Sam turned to watch Han who moved to Dean's back. There were three guys left. Two for Dean and one for Han. Sam felt the guy on the floor stir next to him. Without looking he reached down with his left hand, took his hair and slammed his temple into the side of his chair. He let him drop and carried on watching his big brother with an amazed smile. Dean had picked up some moves.
Han moved like lightening on his guy, he was almost a foot shorter than his match but it didn't matter. His right foot came up and he rocked the guys head with kicks doing vertical splits on a rock steady left leg. The man was stunned and his face was bloody. Han lowered his leg jumping up in one movement his left foot shot out. He was as graceful as a dancer but the effect as the blow rocked the guys midsection was immediate. He flew backwards and the crowd parted.
Dean was facing a broken pool cue. He ducked backwards as it swung at his head. Another man approached and punched him. Dean looked really pissed off now and Sam was loving it. He kicked out at the puncher giving them some distance as he faced the pool cue guy. He caught the end of the cue in a fist and yanked the man towards him throwing a headbutt his way that made him sink to his knees with a yell.
Dean spun around. The last man standing was the one who had insulted Sam.
Dean gestured him forwards with a small motion of his fingers. "C'mon bitch take it like a man."
The guy took a look at him and started running. Dean looked at Sam and shrugged. Bending down, he picked up the discarded pool cue and threw it in a low spin that caught the coward on the legs, making him stumble and fall.
Dean walked over to him slowly, bent down and took the man's hair in one fist and started to drag him back through the crowd of salivating women and drunk men. He stopped near Sam and set the guy on his knees in front of him.
"It's your shot dude." He told him.
Sam shook his head with a smile, Dean was crazy but he loved it. He drew back his right fist and sent the guy into a deep sleep.
Brooke stood up from the bed and knocked on the bathroom door. Bonnie had been in there a long time and she was worried. Ling and Johnny had retreated to wait for Han at another hotel in a nicer neighborhood and Bonnie had been wiped out deciding to take a bath.
"You ok in there?" She didn't hear anything for a second and went to turn the knob.
She heard a splash and stopped. "I'm fine, just chillin', I'll be out in a sec."
Brooke went back to the bed and jumped in. She'd decided to stay with Bonnie, she felt better that she wasn't alone and even if the guys did make it back before dawn, they were likely to be out cold for hours.
She turned on her side and switched off the lamp next to her leaving Bonnie's on to light her way.
She heard the door open and could smell the coconut of Bonnie's shampoo.
"You ok hon?" Brooke asked without turning around as she felt Bonnie get into bed behind her.
"Never better." She replied with a smile. As Bonnie turned off her lamp her eyes caught the light causing them to flare slightly.
Bonnie wished she hadn't made fun of rats before. She looked at the sewer around her and wrinkled her nose. It stank and because of the rain it was cold too. Bonnie shivered in her nightdress. She had no idea what that thing was that just changed into her but she was starting to freak out.
She struggled with the ropes behind her and felt her skin tear causing her to gasp. Her heart started to pound and she tried to calm herself down. The baby may be bound to her now, but that was no good if she was dead. She was good with her tablets for twenty four hours, after that she'd be in trouble.
Something had taken her place, she didn't know why or how but she was still alive and that was all that mattered. She trusted Dean, he would know it wasn't really her.
She relaxed a little. Sure, Dean wouldn't let her down. He never did.
Dean was walking down the street besides Sam. His hands were in his pockets and he had a carefree stride. Bobby was lagging behind but Han was with them and they were all laughing.
"Man did you see his face...Dude, that was awesome, we're like Jackie Chan and Owen Wilson!"
Han laughed. "Is it always like this for you guys?"
Dean looked down at his brother then shrugged. "Pretty much."
"Man, that's so cool."
Dean smiled, he was happy, Sam had kicked butt...they all had and it had been a great release of tension. Just what they needed.
Dean heard Bobby call his name and was about to turn when someone jumped on his back. He was rocked forwards slightly but managed to stay on his feet. His hands were caught in his pockets and he had no time to react as he felt a punch in his stomach.
Before he knew what had happened he saw the guy take off with Han in pursuit. That was just weird he thought with a frown.
He heard his brothers voice and looked at him. Sam was staring at him with wide eyes.
Dean took his hands out of his pockets and glanced down at the blood spreading over his shirt. He put his hand to his stomach in confusion as it came away dripping with the red sticky mess.
"Bobby, call 911 now!" Sam shouted as Dean fell to his knees. Sam caught his arms. "Dean! Look at me. Oh God..." Sam couldn't hold him anymore. Somehow he managed to keep a grip on him and get down on the ground as Han came back panting.
"I lost the guy. Is he ok?"
Sam looked down at Dean lying across him and put a hand to his stomach. He could feel the hole in his abdomen and blood was free flowing over his fingers.
Bobby ran up and knelt down on the other side of him clamping both hands on the knife wound. "Ambulance'll be here in five. Hang in there son."
Dean was choking slightly. Sam grabbed his face and could feel tears in his eyes. "C'mon Dean, you're Wolverine right? Indestructible. Nothin' can hurt you. Just five more minutes dude...don't leave me on my own now."
Sam looked at Bobby desperately. "Do something!"
"Dean...say something, please."
Dean tried to focus on him and Sam could see he was in pain as he started to shake. Sam took off his jacket without letting his brother go. He put it over him and held him close, trying to warm his body.
Sam tried to smile at his brother as their eyes finally locked. "You're gonna be a Dad remember? You got a kid who's gonna need you. No no no...don't close your eyes. Dean!"
OMG...I actually shed a tear LOL...arghhhh so I promised a cliffie and I hope you like. Brooke's in bed with a Shapeshifter, Bonnie's pregnant, tied up in a sewer without her meds. She's holding out for her hero but omg...Dean...hang in there!!
Anyway Hasta La Vista...I'm off on holiday! LOL