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AnnaBeth sighed, and glanced over at Sam with tired eyes, laughing at the baby already having an opinion of things.  Smirking, she rubbed her stomach, calming her down, "Alright.  Pick your own name then.  Maybe I can read your mind...", she joked, although she genuinely hoped she could read the baby's mind, eventually.  They were connected, but she still felt like the child wasn't truly hers.  She jolted a bit with a groan as Mika knocked on the door, narrowing her eyes at the quick exchange between Sam and her best friend.

"What was that all about?", she asked, giving another rough shove against the lump at her side.

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Dean turned, as Arik's cigarette was blown out of his hand by Castiel's rapidly beating wings, thankful to see Mika back.  He gratefully walked over to her, leaning his forehead on her shoulder, and closed his eyes, the pounding in his head growing more and more the longer he went without drinking.

"Any booze?...Oh!  Pie...a woman after my own heart...", he muttered, excitedly grabbing the pie from her hands and popping the top of the container.

"The pigeon flew the coop.  I don't think he likes the fact that the 'savior of the world' is siding with the demon, here.  He'd rather go off killing babies.", Arik chimed in, taking a seat on one of the beds in the room.  He laid back, his muddy boots hanging off the edge slightly as Dean rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"What he said..."

(As we come into this post, and the current events, we are heading into the episode, "Hammer of the Gods". It's directly after Adam has been possessed by Michael. If you haven't seen season five, I recommend you go back and watch. If you have seen season five, I recommend you go back and watch, even then. The reason for this is that this is a scripted RP, that adds original characters for flare and fun. So, it pretty much follows the timeline of the show. Now…to start the fun!)
AnnaBeth raised her head, thinking hard on the subject matter of the conversation. She then smiled, and narrowed her eyes, "What about Riley…", she murmured, meeting Sam's eyes for a second as she rubbed her right hand across his bare chest. As she waited for him to answer, she took a deep breath, the baby suddenly rolling visibly under her skin. As the babies foot caused AnnaBeth's skin to raise, it rolled against Sam's ribs, and she winced, but quickly smiled, "I don't think she likes it…"
"What do you think?", Dean asked Castiel, who stood against the wall of the small hotel room, playing with a rubix cube.

"About what?"

"What do you mean 'about what?'…The baby…", Dean clarified, his eyes narrowing, annoyed. He crossed his arms uncomfortably, glancing around for any sign of the others.

"Oh…You mean the abomination. I think it's a terrible and naive idea, believing that this…thing…can be the savior of earth. You've already met the anti-christ. He was a young boy with a vivid imagination. You talked him down like a suicide bomber…Poof…out of the picture…", Castiel snapped a bit, leaning heavier against the wall, "I think that you should allow me to do what should have been done when she first felt the first pain of infestation…"

"Will you cut it out?! Mika would murder us both, if we hurt this thing. It's a baby, and it's blood, whether it has demon in it or not. We don't know…"

"We don't know?!", Castiel snapped suddenly, stepping away from the wall. The rubix cube vanished from his hand, and his eyes were serious, "This pregnancy has lasted a mere two months and she's looking at delivering in a week…or less. You want to shove it under the rug as a 'maybe' for demon blood. I think it's pretty clear that there will be blood, and pain. There will be anguish, and before I allow the one tool we have against killing Lucifer die, I will take care of it."

"Wow, Cas…", Dean said incredulously, "She's still just a tool, to you…She's risked her life for yours, did everything you asked, and you still consider her just a weapon? You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"And I'm not. You wanna know why I'm not, Dean? Because I'm not a stupid, weak little bag of blood, hoping and dreaming that in the end, the apocalypse is simply a fluke, and will be over with without a single drop of blood from any of you. I'm not ashamed, because in the end, we're all dead…"

"I can't believe that.", Dean whispered, "I will protect her until my last breath, and I will keep my brother alive. We WILL kill Lucifer, and then you're free to hit the road. We're not killing the baby, until we have to…end of discussion. Now…is there anything we can do about her night terrors?"

"You've heard my thoughts. I'm finished. You protect that baby, and I'm finished…"

"Then be gone, feather duster…", a voice sounded from behind Dean. Castiel simply rolled his eyes and glared.

"Speaking of garbage to take out. Dean…deal with your dog…", Castiel spat, glaring at Arik, as the demon stepped up beside Dean and lit a cigarette. He offered it to the man next to him, but Dean simply waved him off.

"I don't have time for a pissing match. Arik, you know anything about getting into AB's head?", he asked, but Arik simply shook his head, taking a long drag off his cigarette, "Great…"

"You guys were threatening the baby, am I right?", Arik murmured, "May not be mine, anymore…but…I think I've been drawn to her, all along…"

"You've what?", Dean asked, his eyes narrowed almost to a close, "Like…twilight werewolf vs vampire baby drawn to her?"

"Why you gotta make it creepy?", Arik asked, and Dean simply shrugged…

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