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Dean watched long enough to make sure she was steady enough to make it up the stairs herself before gathering all the things. "good girl." he said when he saw her naked in front of him. he didn't know she couldn't be trusted, but he almost always stopped before she was really 'too much' anyway. he always erred on the side of 'not enough' and that was going to work to his advantage today. he straddled her with his knife set and smiled at her, pulling her hair out of the way and started, doing one of his favorite 'pieces'. slowly cutting her skin, 'drawing' a set of beautiful angel wings into her back using blood. bending his head once he was done to start licking her wounds, this time the taste was so much stronger, he could taste something different with her blood.whatever i twas,it was potent and almost made him feel... bad, for licking up all her lifeblood. which was very weird. he'd never felt that way before. he took one last swipe and then stood up and reached for the cloth, wiping her down the rest of the way and smiled at her. "wanna see?" he asked, handing her the Tablet while he grabbed his and he took video while live streaming it to her so she could see her own back.

"okay, yeah... remember when she thought Dad was treating her too gently and she throw a punch at him and they ended up screaming at each other for so long the neighbors got worried and called uncle Cas and Auntie Lisa?" Jensen asked, smiling at jenny, feeling very scarred but also very relieved.
 
Bailey smiled quietly as she looked at him, shivering a little as she felt him straddling her, closing her eyes as she relaxed into the feeling. Shivering as she felt him licking the blood up, looking lazy and content, whiimpering quietly as he wiped her down. Nodding a little as she took teh tablet, smiling slightly as she watched. “We are so weird...normal people don’t do this...”She muttered sounding more amused then upset as she watched the video before setting it aside, still a little unsettled, but definitely better then she was before. Simply letting him take care of her, and do what he wanted. “....dean?”She muttered quietly, a soft needy note as she reached behind her, blindly groping for him even if she didn’t move to look at him.

“Yea, I remember. She broke her wrist lifting stuff. I thought dad was going get kicked out from ever helping her garden again after that.”Jenny giggled, shifting, snuggling her twin, relaxed now, and relieved. While she’d worry some until they saw their parents, but she trusted her uncles, knew that everything was okay.
 
He smiled a little. "we're not weird, we're Demons." he reminded her with a chuckle. "besides, there are plenty of people who do this." he pointed out. "besides, you look beautiful with wings carved into your back." he admitted, rubbing some antibiotic cream into her back, he knew better than to use the numbing cream. "yeah? i'm right here." he promised, taking her hand. "i was just getting the juice Love." he promised her, settling closer so she could see him as he set down the tray with some chocolate, a few petite fours and some puff pastry deserts along with her usual orange juice and a cup of hot coffee poured from a thermos.

"yeah. he was convinced she needed help after that and wouldn't even let her do laundry... i remember cus he put the red shirt in with the bleached whites an we all had pink underwear.she was so mad." he admitted with a grin. Dean did his best but he was NOT good at certain things, such as doing laundry. he snuggled back into Jenny and sighed, closing his eyes. he was exauhsted. he was too old for naps but maybe a little one wouldn't hurt.
 
“True, we are.”Bailey snickered a little before shrugging. “Yea I guess I do.”She muttered shuddering a little as she felt him rubbing the cream in. Closing her eyes, settling a little as she held onto his hand, whining softly as he pulled away to get the juice. Shifting to nibble on the food, sighing quietly. Sipping her coffee before setting it aside, nudging him around until he was sitting up, before climbing in his lap, wrapping herself around him. Snuggling as close as she could get with his clothes on, nibbling on her pastries. Which was worrying. When she wasn’t being pushy and angry when she was upset, the fact she was being this cuddly, this needy, was worrying. And probably would make him worry despite her saying nothing was wrong when she’d gone to the doctor’s. Finishing her treats she sighed, squirming a little as she turned her head enough to nudge his jaw with her head, like a puppy wanting attention. “....Green, sir.”She muttered wanting to continue. But not sure if he would. Hoping the pause had only been to settle, not to stop. Still not ready to think just yet.

“Yea....it was amusing to see him in pink, all the time.”Jenny giggled a little because that had been his punishment, he’d hadn’t been allowed throwing out his clothes that were pink, instead he’d had to wear them for awhile before she took pity on him. Yawning as she settled next to jensen, falling asleep. A nap every once in awhile was okay.
 
"Good." he said, smiling at her as she nibbled on some of the food and drank some juice and coffee. she was right, he was getting very worried. still,she had said Green and that means she wasn't finished so he nodded. "on your back then." he ordered because he knew that would hurt but none of the cuts where deep enough to be worried about reopening any of the cuts. "I have something new." Dean admitted with a grin as he reached over into the bedside drawer and pulled out a very large, very fluffy feather and dragged it down her stomach, letting her feel how it ticked and teased.

"it was funny." he agree. "i don't think he cared." Jensen admitted with a giggle before settling in for a good long nap himself and Dmitri smiled. "well that was...interesting." he admitted, looking at Sam. "i would have thought Bailey and Dean would have explained about that when they gave the sex talk?"
 
Bailey sighed softly, nuzzling his neck, shivering slightly as she shifted to lay on her back, watching him. “New?”She muttered raising a eyebrow, looking amused when she saw the feather, shivering a little as it trailed over her skin, reaching out to smack his wrist to push the feather away as it reached the soft curve there. Not even really aware that she’d smacked him, having simply been responding to something getting to close to their child, even if it wasn’t a true threat, she was to messed up, to low to be reasoning well. “S-sorry sir.”She flushed dropping her hand, ducking her head a little, waiting for punishment.

“He probably didn’t.”Sam snickered a little before nodding as he headed for the kitchen to get some food. “It was.”He agreed, sighing quietly. “They probably glossed over it. You know they can be weird about bringing it up.”Sam shrugged a little, because he knew they only knew as much as they did about their sex life, because bailey was to much of a true sub to hide it.
 
"yes. new. Crowley gave me the idea when he admitted how much he loved it when Cas teased him with his wings." he admitted before blinking when she smacked his hand away. "don't like it?" he asked, looking a bit baffled. he'd never gotten that kind of reaction from her, but then he'd never tickled her before either. "Bays? are you alright?"

"That's true. or they didn't mention it at all. it is an awkward thing to talk about, and neither of the twins seams to be inclined towards that lifestyle. they probobly think it wouldn't come up." he admitted before smiling a little at his husband. "i hope Dean can find out whats wrong. she's been acting very oddly." he admitted.
 
“It amuses me you two discuss sex....is that what happens down in hell, you two just discuss your sex lives?’She teased a little. Wincing a little at his baffled tone, ducking her head, staring down. “I...I...it’s different.”She muttered squirming a little, shifting to lay on her side, shifting to curl up around him,resting her head against his stomach, pressing her face into his skin, whimpering quietly. To dropped and out of it to truly be okay, needing to answer his question, but she didn’t want to. She knew he’d be upset. The idea that god had gotten involved in things, usually upset him. The fact that this had been a surprise despite having wanted another one, which had in turn set her at so much odds and messed with her for days. Whimpering quietly at his tone, she shouldn’t upset him. He was her dom, couldn’t....had to please. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know I could....”She begged, soft and contrite, and definitely a sign she’d past that normal drop, and well into being utterly broken and shattered apart.

“It is, and no the twins don’t. So they let it go probably.”Sam shrugged a little before sighing, nodding a little. “Hopefully. Considering how pissed he was when he saw his kitchen. I’m sure we’ll have a answer on what’s going on sooner rather then later.”Sam said sighing softly as he leaned over to kiss the other lightly.
 
"of course we do." he admitted. "Crowley's a lot like you are. sometimes we talk about the experience from our own point of view so we can get secondary opinions and ideas for our partners." he admitted with a smile before wrapping his arms around her, holding her close. "shhh. shh, love. it's okay. shhh." he murmured, stroking her hair. "it's okay. Bays. it's okay. you're okay. shhh." he promised, holding her. "it's okay. let it all out. i have you. whatever it is, we can work through it together. we're in this together, it's okay."

"probobly." Dmitri agreed with a smile. "i don't think she's going to be sitting for a while after that one. everyone knows better than to touch Deans Kitchen." Dmitri admitted with a chuckle, snuggling into Sam. "i love you."
 
“Ah. That’s amusing really.”Bailey muttered. Sighing softly as he held her, trembling harder as she burrowed against his chest, crying quietly. Sniffling after a few minutes, nuzzling her face against his shoulder, hiding as much as she was cuddling. “....Doctor....said...I’m pregnant. Chuck,...sent a note. Said condoms would be important, cause god didn’t think it was fair we couldn’t have kids anymore. So. Condoms.”She muttered shuddering a little. Wrung out and tired.

“No, probably not.”Sam snickered a little leaning into to kiss him lightly, holding him gently. “Love you to. Come on, we better start dinner.”He said settled and trying not to worry.
 
"shh... shh.... your alr..." he gasped, shocked. "p..pregnant!?" he asked, gaping at her. "because i boinked you in heaven?!" he guessed before growling. "i'm gonna shove my fucking boot up his ass." he growled before smiling at her. "Bailey... shh. it's alright. this is a good thing. you an i both wanted more, remember? we can have another little baby now." he pointed out. "your alright baby. it's alright. My Sweet Cherry Pie." he murmured, nuzzling her. "it's okay love." he promised. "this is a good thing. okay?" he asked her with a smile. "are you feeling better?"
 
Bailey sniffled a little as she nodded, pressing her face against his shoulder. “Yea. A few months along actually....and I don’t think so. He said...he said condoms will be important, and I don’t think sex in heaven is gonna happen again....so...I guess it’s a thing now...?”She shrugged because chuck’s note had messed with her badly, more because she had no idea how to handle it. “,....you’re gonna hell at a prophet of the lord?”She muttered sniffling as she nodded. “yea...I know. I just....I didn’t think it’d happen and...and I think being pregnant is gonna be worse this time around....I mean....I’m more....subby then I was with justice....”She muttered, hoping that that made sense, cuddling close. “Okay...yes. It’s good. Just....”She hunched a little. Because she had known he wouldn’t leave, that he’d want this, but the fears of those first days with justice, when she’d known it was happening, it had totally messed with her even more. “...Yea...I’m feeling better.”she muttered a little as the other nuzzled her.
 
"oh... i thought you where just ah... gaining a bit of weight." he admitted sounding very sheepish. "you can hit me for it." he promised. "and, you know. sex in heaven might happen again if i promise Sam he can piss on Purgatory." he admitted with a grin, holding her. "i would have thought you'd be happy?" he asked her softly. "you get to have babies again right?" he asked her before smiling. "no. you're yourself more now than you where with Justice. you where scared, upset an hiding everything you where. we'll be okay together." he promised her, smiling at her. "you are my mate, the other half of my soul and my wife. i choose you, always and i will never leave. you and me." he promised. "for eternity remember? it's all gonna be just fine. i promise. how about we go snuggle up in a hot bath and just relax for a while?"
 
Bailey huffed at that, elbowing him. “At least you didn’t call me fat.”She grumbled a little before snickering quietly. “We should totally tell him that. We could totally have sex in heaven then. I know Cas is sulking cause he doesn’t get to have sex in his garden.”She giggled a little, nodding a little. “I am...it was...just a shock. A bad one, cause I wasn’t expecting it. And...I dunno....just...I felt weird, and awkward telling you....I guess cause....”Last time she’d considered telling him, it would have meant facing john to, and that had messed her up badly. Even nearly 20 years later, the thought of telling John winchester he was a grandfather, had freaked her out enough to make her act out. “It was....scary last time I was here. Just....I’m sorry.”She sniffled a little before smiling a little, relaxing at the promise, knowing it was right. Settling more. “For eternity.”She muttered before nodding, moving away as she got up. “Let’s. Then we’re going to lay down and watch the fishes, and just relax.”She smiled a little as she headed for the bathroom, settled and feelign better now that she had told him.

And so it lasted, 2 months later the woman was happy and content. More settled then she’d been at any time being pregnant. Though she had moments of panic with the idea of lucifer’s torture and how her last pregnancy ended, or the torture of knowing she’d lost justice as a toddler. Moments where she was unsteady and lost, but this time, dean had been so wonderful, there when she needed him to be, backing off when he needed to. And the shocked surprise and happiness of their whole family had been utterly wonderful. It was....so odd sometimes, knowing, realizing that she was loved. That sometimes despite being with them all the time, she sorta forgot she was loved. Sighing quietly as she sat in the grass, weeding the garden.

And while she definitely looked pregnant, lean body softer and more curvy then she’d been in years, she hadn’t gotten huge, at the moment she still looked like she had simply shoved a ball up under her shirt, and it was definitely obvious since she was gardening in a bikini top and short shorts, but it was to hot to do anything else, and she was at home, in the privacy of her own home, and no matter what any of the other parents said, she was allowed to dress however she wanted at home! Growling a little under her breath as she considered the book group she’d had to show up to at the cafe the night before, she grumbled a little as she worked, figuring she could get a little more work done before football team showed up to hang out after practice.
 
Jensen smiled as he came home and kicked off his filthy sports gear. his mother insisted they all strip at the doorway, they wore street clothes under their football gear so it was fine. this way they wouldn't track filth through the house. it had bee a fantastic practice, Coach had aid if he kept working as hard as he did, he could go to Collage on a sports scholarship. his mother would be super ecstatic. he had finally admitted to his parents that he had suspected the abuse and his father had ben so horrified by the idea that he had been abusing Bailey that it took Bailey almost a week to get him to stop treating her like tinted glass. he smiled as he noticed his mom in the garden, his dad was at the Cafe today so it wasn't a surprise to not see him out in the garden with his mother. "Come on in guys. Dad made a spread for us." he said, leading the way into the dining room where there was food all over the place for the starving team to devour. he frowned a little when he saw several of his team mates watching his mom with giggles and smirks and whispers. he wanted to punch them but if he did they might turn on him. he wasn't sure what to do. watching his friends lusting after his mom was so gross, infuriating even but how could he stop them without risking his position? if he said something, maybe the team wouldn't back him up and the coach would take their sides? he was new to the team because the previous quarterback had been expelled. no one would tell him why but he doubted it was good. he finally couldn't take the moral quandary anymore and left to go hide in his room. none of the team noticed, they where too busy stuffing their faces or perving on his mother.

"Bays! i'm Home!." Dean hollered as he walked in before narrowing his eyes at the group of boys who where whispering and sniggering while indicating Bailey. "and just what are YOU three talking about?" he demanded sternly, making the three boys gulp and turn to look up at the man they all knew very well. Bailey's Cafe' was one of the hottest places to hang out at. a place all three boys had been tossed out of by the very man who was now staring them down. more than once. "You'd best not be saying distasteful things about my wife." he hissed, narrowing his eyes as they flinched and cringed. they had been muttering some... very, inappropriate things.
 
"Hey dad, hows-"jenny called as she followed her dad in, bubbly and happy having just come back from angels house, pausing as she stared at the football players, looking around."where's jensen?"she asked not waiting for a answer as she headed out of the room to find her twin." "N-no of course not."one stuttered, startling as the door opened behind them, flushing brightly as the 2oman in question stepped inside. And even with her husband standing there watching, not able to stop from looking the bikini clad woman over. "Dean..."bailey frowned s little looking so cutesy confused at why everyone was staring her, that she edged around them to get to dean. While she knew she could defined herself, the pregnancy and her fear of something going wrong, had made her more prone to be clingy when she was in dean's presence, even if she yelled at him for treating her like glass."...I need your help later. Sam said something about wanting hanging pots for around their pool, and I've been told I'm not allowed lifting them anymore. By both sam and cas, qnd promises of divine retribution if I do not obey the order."bailey pouted a little, though she still looked confused at the sight of the football players when her son was nowhere in sight.
 
Jensen was hiding in his room, clutching his pillow and wondering if he should talk to his dad about all this? he utterly adored being on the football team but some of the other bos had been saying that they had only let him on the team because his dad was cool and made food for them. what if it was true? he had thought about taking it to the coach but he knew the three boys where the Coach's favorites because their mummies and daddies where friends with him. he just didn't know what to do.

"Hey Bays." Dean said, glaring at the boys. "sure, i can give you a hand. why don't you head upstairs and talk to Jensen, i think these boys might have upset him." he admitted, watching the rest of the team who just looked confused. "why don't you boys all go into the living room and fight over a movie?" Dan suggested to the rest of the team. "these three and i need to have a long.... talk." Dean admitted before smiling reassuringly at Bailey. promising her he wouldn't hurt any of the kids.
 
Bailey fro2ned, before looking at the three who suddenly looked more nervous for being there. Her look chilling at the idea of jensen being upset."I'll do that. Then I'll be back."she smiled kissing dean's cheek as she past him."take care of them, will you?"she said smiling as she herded the others into the living room, letting them choose a movie glad that it had just been a few who'd upset jensen. Heading upstairs she waved jenny to her room as the girl peeked into jensen's room. Knocking lightly on the door before sighing as she moved over to her son, considering him as she sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his hair a little."are you going to make me drag your uncle cas up here, or are you gonna tell me what's wrong?"she teased him just a little, because she knew all the kids had always had problems lying to cas. She told him cause it was he was a angel, cause even dean got fidgety when he had to hide things from cas.
 
Jensen looked up when his mom came in and he mumbled into his pillow before sighing. "some of the boys on the team said i only made the cut because you where hot and dad makes good food... they say things about you and i hate it but if i say something they might kick me off the team..." he finally admitted because if they got Uncle Cas involved he might smite the other boys. "they say your a Milf, and that they want to.... do things. i don't like it." he admitted, clinging to her. "especially since i know they'd kick my ass if i ver said anything about THEIR moms." he mumbled. "it's not right! i don't want to be on the team if i didn't earn my place there rightfully..." he mumbled unhappily. "i don't know what to do Mom..." he admitted, sniffling a little.
 
B they what?"bailey sputtered, looking a little wide eyed. She'd known dean was upset, but she hadn't considered that was what had set him off. She'd assumed it was simply because jensen was upset. Hadn't considered it had anything to do with her. And she looked so cutesy confused at the idea."I don't know shy they'd want to. If you haven't noticed I'm five months pregnant, not exactly fuck able right now."she frowned having spoken cause she was legitimately confused at the idea."well you play amazingly jen. Really. Ask coach, and I don't think you'll have to worry about them saying anything anymore though. Your dad's home."she smirked a little nudging him."come on. I'm sure tyre ready to be rescued now. Your dad said that he wanted to talk with them."she said shuddering a little because it turned her on to see dean this protective.
 
He sniffled a little. "they don't care. they just care that you're really pretty and that once you have the baby you'll be skinny... they keep saying things like how you look really good when you bend over and stuff..." he admitted before smiling at her. "okay... i'll talk to Coach... he did say i was good enough to get a scholarship if i kept my grades up and continued playing as well as i have." he admitted before nodding and sliding out of his bed. "okay." he agreed with a smile before looking worried at his mom. "are you cold? you should go take a shower and get all that sweat off. Coach says that's important because you'll cool down too fast." he admitted, kissing her cheek and heading down the stairs. "I'll tell my father about this!" "you go ahead and tell your father. i wasn't scared of him the last three times i kicked you out of the Cafe and i'm sure as hell not afraid of you now." Dean stated firmly. "set eyes on me again and i'll punch you're lights out, fifteen or not. you're old enough to know better now." Dean scolded. "now get the hell out of my house and you can be damn sure i'll be speaking to your coach AND you're parents about the comments you've been making about my wife!" two of the boys paled but the leader of the crew, Daniel, he just sneered. "Coach says i'm going to be a big league football player someday! you're word isn't going to mean shit against mine!" he scoffed, strutting out the door, the rest of the team watching with shocked expressions. "Mr. Winchester?" asked one of the other kids, one of the ones that had been watching the movie and behaving themselves. "we'll back you up Mr. Winchester. Daniel is a jerk. he's always real nice when Coach is looking, but he's a big dick. we'd rather have Jensen on the team, you know, if we had to pick a side." Jensen was so relieved he almost started crying. but football players didn't cry, so he held it in.
 
Bailey sighed softly, “Wow, now I feel fat. I sorta want to kick them in the balls myself.”Bailey muttered frowning a little, looking annoyed that the boys had been talking about her, when her son was so obviously upset over it. It was one thing to hear dean complimenting her, it was another to hear her son’s friends. “See?Coach wouldn’t just say that if you weren’t any good. You’re good.”she smiled kissing his forehead before nodding a little. “Yea. A bit. And I’ll do that. We’re having dinner with the family tonight. Cas’ is home.”Bailey smiled a little because cas had been making the rounds in heaven, checking on things, and usually spent alot of time with family after, as if to make sure they all were safe and happy. Smiling a little as she headed off to get a shower. Jenny frowned as she followed Jensen down stairs shaking her head as she watched Daniel go, huffing a little. “You know, it might not, but uncle crowley’s word will mean something. We’ll just tell him when we go for dinner tonight. And invite coach to, we should clear this all up before it gets worse. That what mom said.”Jenny relayed smiling brightly at her father as she heard the shower flicking on. “See?You can play. Now we’ll just make daniel regret talking about mom....I’m sorta tempted to put all three of them at a table with uncle sam and cas.”Jenny said smirking at the football team a little, so much like her mother at that age, or at least how bailey would have been if she’d never met John winchester, bright and happy, mischivious and sneaky. So happy and pleased that jensen was well liked.
 
"you're not fat mom. in fact, i really think you should eat more. that can't be healthy." he teased her with a smile as he gently squeezed her hand before smiling a little. "okay... i really.. i really want to do my best. and get a sports scholarship on my own merits." he admitted to her before smiling at her, looking much happier at the idea of a family dinner. "Crowley, being Crowley, was now a permanent member of the school board. he helped keep some of the more... interesting ideas under control and he was the one who had insisted the previous Quarterback be expelled for the things he had done. the sixteen year old boy had been caught high on drugs, drunk on top of that, attempting to force himself onto a fourteen year old girl. not a good thing at all. some of the teachers had wanted to be leient because of his age and history but Crowley was a bit less compassionate on would be rapists. neither was Sam and the sixteen year old was spending the next two years in Juvi getting extensive thrapy, as well as some very important life lessons. none of the adults had ever told the children why he'd been expelled so none of the kids knew. "yeah, let's invite Coach to dinner! can we dad?" Jensen asked hopefully. "i don't want Daniel to have time to spread rumors or get his dad involved. Coach is real good friends with Daniel's dad and he might take their side just because he'll believe what they say." not likely but Jensen was young, he didn't know better. "i'm not sure they'd survive the experience." Andy admitted, smiling at her. he was Daniel's favorite target after all, aside from Jensen. "so...uh, what movie are we watching?" "you're dad has all the fast and the furious movies!" one of the kids in the back yelled and Jensen laughed a little.
 
“You sound like your dad!I eat all the time.”Bailey whined making a face at him, but glad he was happier now. “You are doing your best. And you’ll get there. Though, if anyone should get credit for you going to college besides you, it should be your uncle sam and dmitri. They’re the ones who’ve actually gone to school you know.”She teased a little amused at how much happier he was now. And knowing she was going to be having words with Crowley, not only because something needed done about daniel, but because it amused her perversely to tell hell’s general that a bunch of teenage boys had been oggling his queen, with his king standing in front of them. He’d probably die of shock and amusement really. “They would. If only cause mom would referee.”Jenny snickered before laughing out loud. “He does.”She agreed, before startling as their mother came bolting down the stairs, still in the middle of pulling in a shirt having been getting ready for dinner, nearly falling down the stairs in her eagerness to get to her mate. “Dean!Dean come here!”Bailey demanded, bolting into the kitchen and dragging dean’s hand to her stomach, beaming. “Feel that?”She grinned happily wincing a little as she felt the baby kicking at his palm. She was so very over the top excited over doing this, of having dean there for every step of the pregnancy, and she knew some of the other mothers were laughing about how excited she was, but she was so, so happy to have this now. Settling a little as she leaned into him, “We should get ready for dinner. .”She muttered smiling slightly.
 
Jensen smiled at her. "yeah, salads and shit. you need burgers, mom. real food!" he teased with a chuckle. "i know." he said, rolling his eyes. "but i want this to be mine, you know? i don't want to have to say later in life 'i only got where i am because someone helped me' i want to say 'i did this because i worked hard' you know?" he asked, his head tilted. "what!? What?! what is it?!" Dean demanded, flying into a panic, thinking something was wrong. when his hand touched the kicking baby he gasped, his face of panic morphing into awe. "...she's moving in there." he whispered, beaming at Bailey's bell. "hi sweetheart. are you dancing for mummy? she's going to get pretty sick of that pretty soon so best get all the good kicks in right now." he told the baby with a smile. "Can i touch?" Jensen asked, looking almost as awestruck as Dean did and when he touched the belly he smiled. "don't worry. little bother, or little sister. i'll always protect you." he promised. "yeah it's late, we should all go home before our mom's start calling."Andy agreed. "thanks for having us over Mr. and Mrs. Winchester!" "i'll call coach!" Jensen agreed, darting up the stairs.
 
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