Rating:PG-17

Dean carried Cassidy into the bedroom to put her in the crib as Cassie walked ahead of him. There was more to the story he could feel it. It was a burden and curse the way he could read his wife. She was still holding something back and he feared it was the real reason she had been so angry. He bit his lip as he watched Cassie lie down in bed and look in his direction. He wanted to make love to her and just pretend the last few hours had never happened. She smiled once he was beside her but she seemed tense. He pulled her into his arms as he hoped she would relax.
“Dean, there is more to the story,” she said as she looked up at him.
“You know you can tell me anything,” he insisted as she began.

{Flashback-several hours earlier}
Cassie had arrived at the address that had been given to her to meet a magazine publisher. She entered the cold building and a chill had traveled up her spine. She shook it off as nerves as she continued to the second floor and the office number she had been given. When the tall man opened the door, she had a feeling the appointment wasn’t going to go well. He was tall but had a shifty look about him. She was immediately uncomfortable. He eyed her from head to toe before he offered her a seat in the chair across from his desk, though he left the door open she didn’t feel safe. She felt uneasy.
Cassie noticed the office was clean and tidy though almost too much so. There were pictures of flowers and such plus some nice wall sconces for lighting. There were two other offices that she had noticed on her way in, both had there doors closed. The receptionist desk was also empty since it was after five o’clock. The man, Gary Nichols, smiled at her as she pushed the samples across so he could peruse them.
“This are the samples of other various subjects I have researched for the magazines I currently freelance with, they are different then what I emailed last week,” Cassie said a bit nervously.
The man touched her hand as she handed the papers to him. She thought nothing of it as he went about looking through the stack.
“So is this all you have to offer? Nothing else, you are a woman of color but you have nothing about issues that matter to your people. ” he asked after several minutes of browsing her work.
“My people? I write assignments about issues that I am given to write. Do you think I can only write about prostitutes and pimps? Is that your idea of my people?”
He shrugged, “I was thinking maybe you could give me more incentive to hire you, you know?”
Cassie was stunned, they had discussed the job several times online by chat as well as email. What did he have in mind?
“I’m sorry?”
“You look like you might have other assets that could be of interest if you need an additional income as you indicated,” he said with a sly smile.
Though his face was attractive his intention was obvious and unwelcome. “I’m sorry maybe you got the wrong idea some how. Writing the articles is all I have to offer,” she said as he came around the desk to sit in the chair beside hers.
Before she realized what had happened his hand was on her leg headed up her skirt. She jumped up and so did he. He grinned at her just before she kneed him in the crotch and ran out the door while he stood there holding himself as he yelled obscenities at her.
She took the stairs two at a time in her high heels and was out the door and panting as she looked around to see if he had followed her.
She got in the van and took off but she couldn’t see for the tears in her eyes. She stopped the car on the other side of the parking lot after she saw no one had followed. She was upset and frustrated so she phoned Barbara to meet her at a sports bar not far away.
{End Flashback}

“He insulted you and groped you?” Dean asked as he sat up.
She nodded as she tried not to cry again.
“Cas, you should have phoned me not Barbara. What the hell where you thinking?” he asked as he faced her.
It was obvious she had not been thinking straight.
“I was thinking that I was a fool and I should have known he was a con. He seemed too interested. Plus I didn’t need you to kill the guy when…… I did all this so you could be spend more time with us… the kids miss you,” she said as she wiped her eyes.
Dean pulled her to him again, maybe she had a point. Nevertheless, he was going to have a none verbal conversation with the bastard as soon as it could be arranged. Cassie would never need to know or be involved. He promised himself no man was going to touch his wife and get away unscathed.

When it came time to leave for work a few hours later, Dean tried to be quiet to keep Cassie from waking up but he realized she had been watching him as he put his socks on while he sat in a chair across the room.
“Dean, please don’t do anything stupid,” she said as she frowned at him.
“Of course, not, don’t worry,” he said before he kissed her good bye.
Not a good answer, Cassie thought as he shut the door.

All day Dean couldn’t wait until lunchtime he had plans for Mr. Nichols. He was glad for once he was legally dead, at least the guy would not be able to find him locally. Dean waited until almost two o’clock to take his break because he wanted to make certain the man was available to speak with him. Once he arrived at the office he went straight in as though he was expected despite his uniform. The Blonde receptionist smiled at him but her expression changed when he headed for Mr. Nichol’s door without her permission.
“You can’t go in there,” she insisted.
“Um, yes I can Mr. Nichols said it would be fine. See we had the first part of our appointment last night,” Dean said as he moved the young lady’s hand from his arm and entered the formerly closed door.

He wasn’t that surprised to find Mr. Nichols kissing on a young Brunette who sat in his lap at the desk.
“Hey there, you may want to continue that later,” Dean said as he surprised the couple.
“Who are you?” the man asked.
“Why don’t we let you friend leave first, okay.”
The girl fell over her feet as she nearly ran from the office.
Dean stood looking at the man across the desk for a few moments; he wanted to make sure he was good and disturbed by his presence. The man seemed more than a bit unsure of why Dean was there standing menacingly across from him.
“Who did you say you were?”
“Cassie Winchester’s husband, you know the woman you laid your slimy hands on last night,” Dean said a moment before he went around the desk and laid hands on the man’s shoulders as he pushed him against the wall.
“Oh.”
“Yeah oh,” was all Dean said before he began to pummel the man in the chest.
Dean was quick and his fists were fast. Mr. Nichols stood in a defensive posture as he realized he was in for a beating. A few minutes later, the man lay in a heap on the floor not having had the chance to fight back. Dean shook his head as he left the room.
“He may need some ice,” he told the receptionist on the way out the door.

Later that evening while Sara and Sam showed off the sonogram of their baby Dean, walked in from work.
“Hey, what’s all the excitement?” he asked to no one in particular.
“Daddy, Sara, got a picture of her baby, look,” Jason, said as they all gathered around Deanna who eyed the picture curiously. She wasn’t sure what to make of it.
Cassie appeared in the kitchen after she heard Dean’s voice.
“Hey you,” he said as he pulled her into his arms to watch the goings on.
“We need to talk,” she said as they watched their eldest, as she was the center of attention.
“What’s the verdict?” Sam asked as Sara leaned against him.
“It’s a boy,” Deanna said triumphantly.
John raised an eyebrow.

“How do you know?” Sara asked innocently with a raised eyebrow.
“Well he has one of those thingies like Jason and Maury,” Dee Dee said.
Dean cleared his throat, “ Deanna?”
Deanna had gone from calling Marty Row Row when he was a baby, to Maury before she figured out how to say Marty.
“Sorry Daddy, Marty. Anyway, that is why I know.”
John tried to hide his laugh as it bubbled in his throat as he put his hand to his mouth.
“Well that makes sense,” Cassie said as she held back a grin.
“I’m right huh?” the little girl asked as Sam reached to pick her up.
“You sure are Miss Dee Dee,” he said as he kissed her cheek.
“Yeah,” Marty said as he did a little dance around the room. He really needed some spotlight time.
“But,” Sara said as everyone looked at her.
She smiled for dramatic effect.
“There is a girl too,” she added.
“Twins?” Dean said as he looked at his brother.
“Oh my,” John said as he leaned heavily on the kitchen counter.
It was not what he had expected to hear. Sam was having twins? They had so much to do before any more little Winchesters could be born.
“Well, congratulations, you two,” Cassie said as she went over to hug Sara.

Dean felt the way his dad did. They were already unsure of what the man who had attacked Cassie had meant about their own child being in danger. He hated to think it but if they could predict Deanna visions and how accurate they were it might help them. Was it what she ate? Was it stress? Their family needed to try to figure it all out. And Sara’s mind reading skills, how could they help? Now Sam had two babies on the way and their lives as a family was going to change again. He was certainly going to try to convince Sam and Sara to stay put and if they would not do that then to stay close. God, help us, all.

Cassie pulled Dean into the living room while everyone else talked about the babies.
“I got an email from Mr. Nichols today,” she said with her arms crossed over her chest.
“I missed you today too, honey,” Dean said with a smirk as he pulled her into his arms.
“Dean, you promised,” she said as she tried to be mad at him for beating up the guy that tried to attack her.
“Well, I never promised and I am not sorry,” he said as he looked into her sad eyes.
“He said you would be picked up if you came around there again.”
“Whatever,… maybe we should just turn him in downtown.”
“I have no proof of what happened to me, only my word. On the other hand, there were witnesses to you showing up at his office in a rage today.”
“I wasn’t in a rage. I was determined to kick his ass. That is not a rage, I had a clear cut purpose,” he said as he realized she was smiling at him.
“You know it’s a good thing you are living under an alias….What am I going to do with you Mr. Nugent?” she asked she turned to face him but stayed in his arms.
“Just love me, forever,” he whispered in her ear as he held her though his fists still ached. He thought it was worth it so see her smile again. She had known he would not let what happened to her go unpunished. though she wasn’t a violent person she loved that he felt that way about her. He wasn’t possessive in a negative way but he believed he should protect what belonged to him and his family members no matter the cost.

John set a time up to meet with his sons to go over updates on what had happened to them in the supernatural world since they had last been together. The last time John had seen his sons was when he and Missouri had come to the hearing where Jason became an official part of the Winchester clan. The meeting was set for that night at eleven o’clock, John figured all the little ones would be safely tucked in their beds and sound asleep by that time. Of course, John knew nothing about living with Cassie and Dean.
On the way to meet his brother and father in the kitchen Sam almost fell over Jason who was at the bottom of the stairs crying.
“Jason? Buddy, what’s wrong?” he asked the toddler as he picked him up.
“I want Mommy,” Jason said as big tears ran down his face, his sniffled and Sam ran his hand over the little boy’s forehead.
He seemed to have a fever. Sam took Jason to the master bedroom door and knocked lightly for Cassie to open it.
“Cas,” he said as he held Jason to his chest.
After a moment she opened the door to see Sam stood there with her son.
“What’s wrong,” she asked as Jason reached out for her.
“I think he sick, he didn’t quite make it to the room on his own,” Sam said as he passed over the little boy.
“Thanks Sam, I’ll take care of him. You better get to your meeting I am sure they are impatiently waiting for you,” Cassie said with a smile.
“No problem,” he said before she shut the door.
Jason sneezed as the door closed but luckily Cassidy didn’t wake up.
“Looks like you are getting a cold,” Cassie said as she laid Jason the bed then went to get the thermometer out of the bathroom.

“Did you lose your way?” Dean asked Sam when he finally arrived in the kitchen. “No, actually I had to deliver one of your kids to you wife. It looks like he may be ill,” Sam said as he straddled the kitchen chair to sit down.
Dean raised an eyebrow.
“Jason, right?”
Sam nodded.
“How did you know?” John asked.
“Just a guess. He seemed a bit sluggish earlier,” Dean said as if it was the most natural thing in the world for him to know his kids like the back of his hand.
John smiled, “You know I never pictured you as a father, Dean, you will have to forgive me for that. You amaze me every time I see you with the little ones.”
“No chick flick moments please,” Dean tried to say around a smile just before Deanna entered the room with her teddy bear by the hand.
“Daddy,” she said as she and the bear climbed in his lap.
John hid a new smile.

“Aunty Sara, when will we see the babies?” Marty asked as Sara got out the book they were planning on reading.
“Well, it will be about five more months, Sweetie,” she said as he looked innocently at her.
“Oh, that is a long time.”
“Well it well go by fast for you, I promise,” she said though she was thinking it may seem forever for me.
Marty grinned at her as she began to read, he leaned against her stomach to get comfortable. I hope my babies are just as sweet.

“Dee Dee, you should be in bed Honey,” Dean said as his daughter looked him in the eyes.
She put her hands on his face and pushed her nose back and forth against his.
“Ess key mo kisses,” she said with a grin.
Sam held back a laugh.
“You love those don’t you?” Dean asked as he smiled at her despite his irritation.
“Yes, Daddy, you give the best,” she proclaimed.
John smiled as he pursed his lips to keep his laughter inside. He could only watch Dean as he decided how to get rid of his daughter. John knew his heart wasn’t in it, maybe they should just talk tomorrow. Before he could suggest it, Dean had an idea.
“How about I make you a deal?” Dean said with his arms around his daughter and her bear.
Deanna cocked her head to the side as she waited to see what her dad would say next.
“K.”
“You go up to your room and when I am done here with your uncle and grandfather I will come up to read you one more book for the night, okay?”
“K, daddy, promise?”
“Yes, I promise,” he said as she climbed out of his lap and took her teddy with her out of the room.
“I rest my case,” John said with a smile.
Dean grinned, “I can’t help she loves her daddy.”
“Because you spoil her,” Cassie said as she came in the kitchen with a smile.
“Hey,” Dean said as she ran her hand across his hair on her way by him.
“Sorry to interrupt just getting supplies for Jason,” she replied as she went to the refrigerator to grab a yogurt smoothie and a bottle of water. Then she got the chewable medicine for colds and a couple of cough drops.
“Jason is like his father, he will do anything for a treat,” she said before she wondered out of the room again.
“Do tell,” Sam said as he grinned at Dean.
“You never mind,” Dean said as his brother’s raised eyebrow.

“Okay, are all the kids accounted for?” John asked as he looked at his eldest.
Dean in turn looked at Sam.
“Oh yes, Marty is with Sara tonight.”
“Good then we can start,” John said.

Here is the list John made regarding the complications and situations in their lives:
PROS
1. Angels-they believed that Cassie and the children had guardian angels to protect them
2. Sara’s gift of mind reading could come in handy as they begin to sort out her
situation
3. Deanna’s gift was something to be carefully developed
4. No more attacks had occurred on the family from unnatural sources
5. Sam’s gift could be another asset

CONS
1. Demons-too many had been in contact with the family already
2. The twins needed to be protected
3. Cassidy was turning six months in about two months
4. Deanna’s visions were not something they could predict though if they could
understand when she had them it would help
5. The unpredictable ness of the recent attacks left them all open
6. Mr. Blake and his dealings needed to be sorted out
7. The second colt needed bullets
8. Mr. Chisolm’s background needed to be further explored.

“Well boys looks like we have quite a bit of work to do. I also have an announcement to make that may come as a surprise to you,” John said as Sam and Dean looked expectantly at him.

TBC

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