Raising Baby Right

By: DemonClowSorceress

Sequel to the events of "Home Is Where My Baby Is." Set in the season 9 timeline.

Blanket Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, or else there'd be no hiatus til October, we'd have new episodes in, like, June.

Baby's First Steps

The first thing Baby felt upon awakening was the Kansas midday sun warming her metal body like a sun lamp. She rolled her shoulders and stretched out like a cat, yawning widely as she shook off the last coils of sleep. Wow, that was a good nap...

Wait an tic. Shoulders? Stretching? Yawning? Baby's eyes - eyes! - widened in shock as she looked down at herself. Arms, legs, chest, fingers and toes, long black hair hanging loose around her face... I'm human?

It couldn't be possible. The original spell was long gone, and as far as she knew, Sam and Dean hadn't found another feasible enough to attempt. Apparently transmogrification spells weren't standard knowledge for any witch they'd come across. And yet here she was, sitting in front of the bunker like an abandoned kitten, as bare as the last time she'd suddenly been turned human.

I...I'm really human again. Her hands reached up and tangled in her black tresses as an elated giggle escaped her lips. I'm human again!

Her first instinct was to jump for joy and scream in delight, but Baby quickly squashed the urge. While the bunker was technically in the middle of nowhere, it was stupid to assume she was alone. She hurriedly looked around for any sign of life, but there was none to be seen.

She needed cover, and a plan. Get inside the bunker, find Dean and Sammy, and figure out what the hell's turned me flesh and blood again. Good plan.

Hunching over to protect her body, Baby quickly scuttled towards the entrance to the bunker. The door was locked, but that didn't bother her. Closing her empty hand into a fist, she uncurled her fingers and smiled when she saw the key lying in her palm. Thank god they hid a spare key in my wheelwell.

It took a few seconds to insert the key correctly and unlock the door. Being careful to pull it shut behind her, Baby crawled on all fours towards the steps. Once she successfully descended without mishap, she made her way into a room with more than enough books to make Sammy the happiest little researcher forever, and there were several weapons on display that would make Dean happy as well. Plates of half-eaten food were on the table along with several opened books, and hanging off the back of a chair was -

Yes! She picked up the green jacket and slipped it on, smiling goofily as she buried her nose into the collar and breathed in Dean's familiar smell. She had to shake her head forcefully to refocus.

Now that I'm clothed, time to take a stand. She wasn't about to let her boys see her for the first time since Valence crawling along like a critter on the highway. She'd run over enough of those little creatures to know that wasn't a dignified way to be seen.

Reaching up to grasp the seat of the nearest chair, Baby pulled her body up enough so that she could get her legs beneath her. One hand grabbed the edge of the table, and she used what little strength she had to pull herself fully to her feet. After a couple more tries and not a little swearing under her breath, she was upright for the first time in a long time.

Now that she was standing, she had to find her boys. But where? Other doors and staircases were clearly visible, no doubt leading to other rooms in this place, but Baby had no time to explore. She could faintly hear voices coming from another staircase across the library and walked towards them, firmly planting her bare feet on the hardwood floors and hugging the walls to steady herself.

As she made her way downstairs, the sounds grew more distinct. There was the steady bang-bang-bang of gunfire, the click of an ejected magazine, the back-and-forth banter of brothers egging each other on. They sounded happy and healthy and almost normal, which made Baby smile in relief.

At the doorway to the shooting range, she paused to take in the sight. The Winchesters were indeed having target practice, but she was surprised to see Castiel with them. All three had their backs to the doorway, allowing Baby to watch them without being discovered. The angel was holding a pistol somewhat awkwardly as Dean tried to give him pointers, and Sam was laughing about something as he cleaned his own handgun.

She was about to call out when a thought suddenly struck her; she hadn't spoken aloud since first waking up human. Which meant that her first words would be heard by her boys.

Baby took a deep breath and thought hard. Hello just didn't seem good enough, Did you do this to me? sounded ungrateful, and Guess who? was just too immature for such an important moment. She wanted to say something that would convey every single emotion that was fighting to escape her heart, to say Hello and How are you and I've missed you all so much.

Licking her lips, she leaned against the doorframe for balance as she searched for the right words to say.

And now a new adventure begins! Stay tuned!

And review or PM me. Please, I welcome it.