After putting their niece and nephews to bed for the night at Dean and Cassie’s home, Sam and Sara tried to relax.
“Manipulation always comes to mind when I think of the Demon,” Sam said as he held Sara in his arms in the spacious guest room.
Sam had a feeling the King size bed, roomy armoire, cushy chairs, vanity and window seat had been situated just for them. He laughed to himself, Dean wasn’t always subtle in his attempts to keep his brother close or at least visiting often. The couple had gotten comfortable with the kids in the two story brick home, Dean had bought with his hard earned cash after lots of hard work over the last few years.
“Yeah, especially now...tell me if all the new found information about me makes you question everything you ever felt for me,” Sara said as she looked in her husbands eyes. She turned all the way around to wrap her arms around his chest while she laid her head against him. Sam’s heart raced as he looked down at her. He knew she had as much to do with how she come into this world and the circumstances of her birth as he did. He loved her more than he ever thought possible, his love for Jessica Moore paled by comparison. He didn’t hesitate to answer since he had begun to believe things happened for a reason, whether it was called fate or something else.
“No, Baby, I love you no matter what.”
Sara smiled up at him, her emerald eyes sparkled in the dimly lit room.
“Now the colt, that is a real mystery.” Sam said to get back to the subject.
Sara sat up in bed, “Oh my gosh, I didn’t tell you my father wrote that he got that gun at an antique shop and it was rumored to have special powers.”
“What else did he write about it?” Sam asked as he pulled her back into his arms.
“He bought it because he hoped it could help him out of his situation. Sam, I think he made some weird deal with the devil.”
Sam shook his head, things were becoming clearer, at least in Sara situation.

Cassie woke up that evening to find Dean feeding the baby in the chair beside her bed. She watched under her lashes as he spoke to the infant while the little one held her hands up to the bottle and stared in her father’s eyes. Cassie just wanted to take it all in as she lie still to absorb the kindness of the enigma who was her husband. Everything she knew about Dean showed that he cared immensely for his family. She had seen him with them all, especially the children. She didn’t know how she had been so blessed to have healthy, well feed, disciplined, happy kids. The tears came to her eyes before she realized it, she reached to get rid of them and found Dean’s softly hazel eyes on her.
“You okay?”
“Fine, just woke up.”
“Did you have another bad dream?” he asked as he got up to stand beside the bed all the while he still feed Cassidy.
“No, to be honest I am curious as to who Jason’s mother was and how she fits into our lives.”

Sam and Sara had been sleeping less than an hour when they heard a high-pitched scream come from Deanna’s room across the hall. He pulled his pants on as he sped out of the room leaving Sara half awake and wondering what had happened. Sam grabbed Deanna out of the bed and held her.
“You’re fine Dee Dee, calm down,” he whispered in her ear as she wriggled to be free in his arms. He looked around the room fearful of what he might see. He knew she had always experienced nightmares from the time she was young, but he thought they had passed. He felt sorry for the little girl as she clung to him.
“Daddy, I want my daddy,” she kept saying against his chest.
Sam didn’t see anything out of place or supernatural.
“It’s your uncle Sam, Sweetie, you’re okay, I’m here. You’re dad is at the hospital with your mother and the baby, remember?”
She looked at him with a frown, “Daddy?” she pouted.

Sam sat down with her in his lap, he ruffled her hair as she tilted her head to the side to look at him.
“Dee Dee what was in your dream? Was is scary like monsters?”
She shook her head as she pulled on her hair.. Sam noticed the gesture and recalled that Cassie did the same thing when she was nervous.
“No Uncle Sam, the bad man.”
He looked in her face as she wiped her nose with the back of her hand.
“Was anyone hurt?”
She looked wide eyed at him then shook her head.
“Sam, maybe we can just call them so she can talk to Dean for a minute,” Sara suggested as she came into the room with her robe half on.
“Dee Dee,” Marty said as he stood at the door in his superman pajamas. His blonde hair stood straight up while he innocently looked up at his sister in Sam’s arms. Deanna had her head on Sam’s shoulder as she tried to get comfortable as she poked out her bottom lip in a pout. Jason stood behind Marty rubbing his eyes. Sara came back out of the room to take both their hands, “I’ll put these two back to bed.”
Sam kissed Deanna’s cheeks before he took her to the guest room to make the call to the hospital.
“Don’t fret Dee Dee you can talk to your daddy.”
“K.”

The phone rang beside Cassie’s bed before Dean could answer the question about Jason’s parentage.
“Hello,” Dean answered to hear Sam on the other end.
He listened while his brother explained the situation.
“Dee Dee, are you okay?” Dean said into the phone while Cassie looked on uncertainly. He was quiet as he handed Cassidy to Cassie before he dragged his fingers through his longish hair.
“Now be good for Uncle Sam and Aunty Sara, okay, I will see you in the morning. You can stay with me and your mom all day,” Dean insisted into the phone.
He nodded a few times then said goodbye before he hung up.
He told Cassie what had occurred at home, as he reached to get the baby to burp her.
“So she has had bad dreams forever?”
Dean nodded as he moved the baby from his shoulder before he sat back down to lay her on his lap.
“Yes, so far we haven’t been able to find out the reason. But I don’t want you to think I am avoiding your question…..”
“Dean,” Cassie said interrupting him.

He was distracted now, part of him was concerned for Deanna the other part was a bit angry that with all that was happening Cassie wanted to make an issue of Jason. He took a deep breath. This was the Cassie that irked him at times though he was to blame for the whole Jason affair. Maybe he should see this as progress in her healing. He shook his head, he would think positive, his wife was in the dark she had the right to have answers to her questions. It’s not personal, breathe, relax.

Cassie saw the change in Dean’s expression and though she wasn’t frightened by it she was curious about the big secret. On the other hand, maybe she could wait to hear about Jason.
“Maybe you can tell me another time,” she suggested. If you’re worried about Dee Dee you should go home.”
Dean put Cassidy back in the crib while he considered what he should do for a moment. “No, she is fine and you ….its just not a pretty story, Cas.”
“It’s our life, right? I mean its obvious I’m not his mom but I don’t want you to be upset about this.”
She preferred to see a smile on her husband’s face, especially when he looked a her. She was drawn to him. She also realized that for whatever reason Jason was in their lives she could accept it. He seemed like a sweet kid that loved her. Dean stood by her bed while he reached out to touch her hand. She bit her lip before he leaned down to kiss her. She put her hands up to his face to hold it there while her heart pounded hard in her chest. His hands were on either side of her pillow with his elbows resting on them as he touched her hair but avoided leaning on her as he sighed before he pressed his tongue into her eager willing mouth. Then there was a tap on the door before the nurse walked in. Dean moaned in frustration before Cassie smiled up at him.

Once the kids where tucked away in bed, Sam and Sara were wide-awake.
{Flashback-two hours before}
While Sam had checked the boys room after he put Deanna to bed Sam thought he saw an odd shadow in their room. He backed up to stand outside the door for a moment then quickly walked back in to see a man lean over Jason’s bed. He was across the room in one stride as he grabbed the hooded man by the neck.
“Who the hell are you?” Sam yelled.
The man was thrown of guard but they both went down with the sounds of the boys screaming in the background. Sara ran to the door to see what was going. Sam and the man were fighting on the floor as the boys ran to their aunt Sara as she grabbed them up on the way to phone for help. She ran into Deanna in the hallway as she tried to see in the room.
“Sweetie come in here with us,” Sara said to the little girl who looked terrified.
“Bad man,” she said as she looked up at her aunt.
By the time the police officer arrived Sam had the would be kidnapper tied to a chair in the boy’s room. The man had refused to say anything to Sam and he did not recognize the guy.
{End Flashback}

When things finally settled down for the night after Sam checked the salt and wards to make sure they were safe from supernatural intruders, it was quiet.
“That was all scary; I wonder how often she has those dreams? And who would want to kidnap Jason?” Sara asked.
“Dean hadn’t mentioned them in quite a while, I assumed they were over, after what you told me it seems they may be visions,” Sam said as Sara leaned down to kiss him but Sam stopped her with a look.
“And poor Jason?” said Sara.
“You have a point, I wonder if Dean ever considered that?”
Sam nodded, as he wanted to believe what Sara suggested, but inside himself, he had a feeling that Deanna’s gift was something that already had begun to haunt her. Oh God, please help that little one and help us all to keep her safe. Sara watched as Sam pushed the pillow against the headboard before he leaned against it to look in her eyes. His face was sad as he licked his lips. She straddled him with hopes of diverting his thoughts but she wasn’t convinced the smile on his face was genuine so she attempted to reposition herself before she felt his hand on her waist. She looked up at him before he pulled her nightgown over her head.
“Where are you going?” he asked with a smirk that suddenly reminded her of Dean.

The nurse checked Cassie's vitals, gave her a progress report and an estimate of her date of release then she was gone again. Dean sat impatiently beside the bed with a grin on his face. Cassie smiled back at him.
“I like kissing you,” she said with a shy smile and her lashes lowered.
“Good to know,” he said as he returned to his stance beside her bed.
He looked in her eyes with fear in his heart though he tried hard to hide it behind a smile. Cassie sensed it though she had no idea how she knew her husband was nervous about something. They had shared an intimate moment that she thoroughly enjoyed why would he be on edge?
“Cas?”
“Is that what you call me? I heard you say it earlier.”
He nodded shyly. It will be okay, she won’t walk out once she knows the truth, you can fight ghosts and goblins but the thought of telling your wife the truth scares you half to death. Stop it man, buck up. He could feel sweat as it began to form in his armpits, he took a deep breath as he saw that she had a confused look on her face. Her eyebrow was arched in his direction and she seemed concerned.
“Cassie I need to tell you some things that may be hard to believe,” he said as he took a step toward the precipice that could end the life he had come to enjoy with the woman he loved.

Sam smiled up at Sara as she held his hands above his head while she closed her eyes and bit her lip in rhythm with each rocking motion as she pushed against him. She moaned softly her heart racing frantically as Sam watched and did his part as he created the opposite strokes against her warm softness. Once she got into it she moved her hands to his shoulders for more leverage, Sam saw the desire in her facial expression as she bit her lip and moaned silently, he ran his hands over her silky bare skin.
“Sara,” he whispered into her ear on a down stroke, she smiled but keep moving.
She peppered his neck with tiny kisses as she lost herself in the pleasure of the moment. Sam pulled her hair back from her face as the sweat clung to it, he had an urge to sit up but didn’t want to throw off her pace. When her moans where finally voiced the pace picked up he thought he would burst he pulled her close to switch to turn on her back so she could wrap her legs around him as they exploded together in ecstasy. They both felt as if they had run a marathon but the tiredness was sweet for them as Sara opened her eyes to see her smiling husband’s dimples as he looked down at her.
“Amazing,” she grinned.
“You weren’t so bad yourself,” he teased her.
Hazel eyes met emerald ones as he looked down at her while she unwrapped her legs from his torso. Sam loved that Sara was a bit wild and never hesitated to take the lead when she felt the need.
“Round two?” she said with an uplifted eyebrow.
Sam grinned, “Oh, absolutely.”

After the basics of his life as a ghost hunter, and their lives as a couple were laid out Dean stood back to wait for her reaction.
“Oh,” she said as she closed her eyes and leaned back for a second while she looked at the ceiling.
This is what he had avoided telling her. Okay, well Cassandra, what are you going to do? Are you going to let your gorgeous husband down and react like a scared rabbit or are you going to accept him for who he is?
“Okay so these things are still affecting our lives?”
“Yes and no.”
She sat up in the bed then put her hand out to him.
“I don’t know for certain if I am a good judge of character yet, but I know that I have seen you in action. … I mean this supernatural stuff is scary but if we made it together once…. Dean, are you trying to get rid of me?”
His mouth dropped open.
“Oh Lord no, Cassie, I love you. I just needed you to understand why there was a time we were apart.”
She wiped the tears from her eyes as he hugged her, she pushed him back after a moment. “Um, what do you mean we were apart? Spill it,” she insisted half jokingly to keep from crying silly tears again.
I can do this, I want to be with him, though it all sounds so unreal.

They say that in a moment of time things can change dramatically, Sam thought about Jason and finding the man about to take him the night before. He looked downstairs calmly but couldn’t figure out how the intruder had gotten in. Sara came up behind and touched his shoulder.
“Hey what’s going on?”
Sam shook his head as he pulled her to him.
“Sara, I need to call Dean about what happened with Jason.”
Cassie woke up to find Dean staring at her the next morning. She sighed, there just hadn’t been enough time for her to get her mind wrapped around the information that Dean had shared. She bit her lip as she returned his gaze. He seemed more calm this morning, last night he had come across as quite nervous. That entire part of the evening had been uncomfortable for her. But if she had accepted it when it happened why should she not just deal with it now? Maybe she was alive because she and Dean needed a new start. She smiled at him before he came to stand by her bed.
“Dean…….I”
Dean’s cell phone rang as it interrupted her sentence.

TBC

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