I had nightmares all night, reliving the moment Winston was shot. Sam wrapped him up and we're gonna bury him in America.
Dean and I got home quite late last night.
It was nice to have that time with him, but he could tell I was hurting bad. I woke up when we were half way home. He rode slow, to not wake me. The two of us held each other as we both went to sleep. I couldn't sleep though. I'm glad I got the small nap while I could.
"You okay?" Dean asked.
I sighed, "Yeah".
"When did you wake up?".
I was sitting up.
"Hey?" He sat up with me.
"Not long ago. Just thinking about the plan, getting ready to go".
Dean kissed my shoulder, "How's the baby?".
I smirked, "Okay".
Dean laughed a little as he kissed my belly.
"I don't wanna talk about me not telling-".
"We don't have to" Dean looked up at me.
I took a deep breath.
"Don't worry about it Amira" Dean threw a shirt on.
"Are you not getting mad at me because Winston died?".
Dean glared.
I sighed, "Of course you are".
"Amira drop it," Dean grabbed my hand, "It's fine, okay?".
I didn't answer.
"If I'm gonna fight I'm gonna look sexy" Dean smirked as he got out of the tent.
I laughed a little. I got dressed and followed Dean out of the tent. Sam and Kota were sitting by the fire.
"It's almost like he- oh good morning Amira" Sam smiled at me.
I smirked, "Mornin".
"What're we doing?" Sam asked.
I sat down, "If I'm gonna be honest, I have no idea. I'm really stressed out".
"I get it".
"You want some help?" Kota looked up.
I shrugged.
"We can" Sam smiled.
I took a deep breath.
"What? Winston?".
"How about just make sure you have what you need" I got up.
Sam nodded, "Everything is ready to go. We just need to get on our horses and leave".
"Okay" I started to walk towards the carriage.
"When do you wanna leave?" Sam got up.
I looked at him, "Be ready".
Sam nodded and left the fire.
I went over to the carriage and sat beside my guns. They were clean, loaded, and overly ready to go. I was never this anxious to do something in my life. Not even when I was giving birth to Sawyer.
"We leavin?" Dean came up to me and handed me my hat.
I wore this hat every day back in the gang, I put it on.
"You okay?".
"Of course," I took a second, "We can leave now. I'm just hoping it all works out. His guys should be getting ready to head out in a little bit. It'll be perfect timing".
