FAITHFULNESS | DEAN WINCHESTER | BOOK THREE

Jus In Bello (3x12)

Mama, I'm in love with a criminal. And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical. —Britney Spears

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Jus In Bello (3x12)

~March 6, 2008 (approximately 7:15 p.m.) Bobby's House~

"I don't know, dad. Like I said days ago...I should be out there helping the boys find Bela, that bitch." Shia said to Bobby as she paved back and forth in his living room. Bobby watch the girl pace herself to death, he felt like she was worried over nothing.

"Those boys got it under control. Besides, don't you love spending time with Lynx?" Bobby asked as he motioned to the baby who was crawling to her other toy across the room. Shia smiled widely. She loved seeing her daughter active and spending time with her but she feels like Dean should be the one doing this since his time is almost up. Shia quickly shook the thought away.

"Of course. I love being here with her, daddy. I just—I want to be with Dean as well. I know, I'm selfish."

"You're not selfish. You just keep looking at the clock, I get it."

"You know, I used to tell myself that if anything ever happened to Dean...someone's gonna have to put me in the looney bin because I'd go insane. Now...I feel like I have no choice but to lose him, there's no way he's gonna get out of that deal. You and I both know it. Sam is the only one denying it." Shia said as she made her way to the couch to sit down. Lynx noticed her mom sitting and crawled over to her, and pulled on her legs. Shia looked down at her daughter and smiled before picking her up.

"Oh, Lynx. You're getting so big. I don't like that. I want you to stay my small baby forever." Shia said as she kissed her little girl all over her face, making the baby laugh. "Okay, time for bed, bugga."

Shia laid the baby in her crib, but before she could move her arm, Lynx grabbed on it; pulling her towards her.

"Lynx, it's time to sleep baby." Lynx started to whine and kick her legs, throwing a fit. "Lynx, stop."

Lynx wouldn't stop fussing. Shia didn't know how to calm her down, but then she had a thought.

"Hey, Jude..." Shia started to sing, "don't make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better. Remember to let her into your heart..."

Soon after the baby was calmed, but not asleep. Shia smiled down at her before pressing her lips against her forehead once more. Shia left the room quietly. Shia walked downstairs and grabbed a book on demon deals, but then she had a thought.

"Babe, don't be pissed but we're in jail." Shia heard Dean's voice say. "Orb to us and help." Shia looked up from her book and sighed.

"Dad!" Shia yelled as she got up from her seat.

~March 6, 2008 (approximately 7:45 p.m.) Jailhouse~

Shia orbed to the location she felt Dean and Sam were. She stood in another cell, in the dark. She could hear and see all the commotion in front of her.

"Possessed? Right. Fire up the chopper! We're taking them out of here now." A voice said angrily.

"Yeah! Do that!" Dean smarted off. Shia rolled her eyes at that. She felt like Dean was just digging himself a bigger hole.

"Bill?" A guy said into the speaker, but there was static on the other end of the walkie-talkie. "Bill, are you there?" There's no answer from the walkie. The darker skin man nodded to the man that was speaking into the walkie-talkie to check outside. There were two men still poring their guns at Sam and Dean.