[is sitting in the living room, keeping an eye on Michael in his playpen. Ever since he started walking, he's been getting into EVERYTHING, and when Bela had to work from home, it was best to just keep him contained. she's on the couch, flipping through one of the books she needed for research, and occasionally glancing up to make sure her son ( Read more... )

Of course on the first warm weekend of spring when they could go to Central Park as a family, Bela would get sick. Sam wanted to tease her that it was normally his bad luck that would have him laid up in bed, but hearing her moan during the night and feeling how hot her skin was let his worrying nature take over instead ( Read more... )

It'd been a few days since she'd make her deal with the devil (no pun intended), and Anna- no, Brooke, now- had spent the day watching her own funeral. The numbness from Beretti's murder was keeping her from feeling much guilt about all the pain she'd apparently caused when she "died". In a way, it was comforting to know she'd made an impact on so ( Read more... )

It had started at the playground. Sam was getting into the habit now that springtime had come of taking baby Michael to the park. He would lather the baby up in sunscreen - no skin cancer on his son - and then sit on a blanket in the grass ( Read more... )

Bela had been stretched out on the couch when she first felt it ( Read more... )

Sam was in the doorway when she answered the door. He was panting hard from having run up the stairs - afraid that the hell hounds had come early. They had fought down to the last minute and Sam had feared the worst ( Read more... )

They didn't have a lot of time to be able to pull this off, so Sam had dove right into the books to look up this demon, Ruby. Of course there was nothing there, so they had to stoop to other methods to find out who she was ( Read more... )

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Sam didn't head back to Bela's place - he'd forgotten about dinner at this point - but went to his brother's motel room and knocked on the door loudly.

"Dean, it's me," he called through the door. The Impala was in the parking lot in front of the door, so he knew his brother was in. He just hoped that he was alone.

It was a day or two after the crossroads visit and beyond from locking Bela up in a demon-proof panic room - which Bobby mentioned he might know of a few - San was coming to the sad conclusion that he was out of options ( Read more... )

She wasn't sure about this ( Read more... )