Takes place in season 3 of Criminal minds and season 10 of Supernatural

Emily pressed her head into the pillows as the doctors crowed around her. Their words didn't sound like English, she couldn't make out what they were saying but she knew that it had something to do with the child she was trying to bring into the world. Dean stood next to her, his hand wrapped around hers, knowing there wasn't anything else he could do to help.

"It's going to be fine." He said, moving his chair closer to her side. "You're doing great." Emily's mother would have scoffed had she even been in the room. She had dropped Emily off in the emergency room that morning before heading off to work, knowing that her being there wouldn't make the bastard child come out any faster.

"I can't do this." She said, looking at the boy she barely knew, a boy she was about to give her child to, their child to. It hurt her to think about, but she didn't have a choice. Her mother made sure of that.

"Yes, you can." He assured. Brushing her hair off her sweaty forehead, "everything's going to be alright." The pain lasted another hour, pressing against her, wanting to get out. It wasn't until the sound of crying filled the room that relief flowed through her. Dean was still holding her hand in his, but his attention was placed on the screaming newborn. Arms flailing around, skin blazing red. Dean couldn't take his eyes off the child, they followed her as they cleaned her off and placed her in Emily's arms, against her chest.

Emily would have thought it was the most amazing thing in the world if she hadn't known what was going to happen. If she hadn't known that in a few hours, maybe the next day, she would be gone, and she wouldn't see her again.

0000

Emily's mother picked her up from the hospital three days later. Dean had stayed with her, he offered her to come with him, with Amity, that he would make sure her mother never found them, but Emily couldn't do that. She was almost finished with college, she had that job offer with the CIA the second she received her diploma. She knew she couldn't be a mother to this little girl, at least that's what she's been told for the last nine months.

"How long did the doctor tell you before you can start exercising?" Elizabeth questioned her daughter.

"6 weeks."

"We'll set you up with a gym membership." Her voice was cold, "the sooner you are back to normal, the better." Emily refrained from saying anything, knowing that what she would say wouldn't be nice. Back to normal, like she was recovering from the flu, like she hadn't just watched her daughter get taken away from her. She knew that Dean would take care of her, love her like she deserved but because of the woman sitting next to her, talking about how she needed to get back to normal, she would never get to see her again.

Elizabeth looked over to her daughter, reading the look on her face. "The child is better off without you." She said, "you need to focus on your career." Her words caused a bitter taste in Emily's mouth.

15 years later

"Amy!" The sound of Jody's fist banging on the door made me want to roll over and turn my ears off. Dad had dropped me three weeks before, my summer vacation ending far sooner then I wanted it to.

Alex had already gotten up from the bed across the room. She had tried to wake me, but I wasn't feeling it. My guess was she had told Jody who had come to finish the job.

"You're going to be late. Let's go!" The door opened, and I heard her walk inside. I had my back to the door and I was pretending to sleep. Hoping that on the off chance she would leave me alone. She pulled the covers off me, causing the cool air to nip at my skin. "Come on, I'm not dealing with the school complaining about you being late." The lack of blankets made the bed significantly less welcoming.

"Fine, fine, I'm getting up." The sound of my phone ringing on the bedside table also had something to do with my sudden change of heart. Jody nodded when she was sure I wouldn't pass out the second I had the chance and left the room to get herself ready for work. Dad's picture flashed on my phone screen.

"Yeah?" I stood up from my bed and started digging through my bag looking for something to wear.

"You just wake up?" His voice sounded tired and I knew that he hadn't slept that night. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence, I would usually find him up at night at least three or four times a week, and those were days they weren't working cases.

"Yeah, it's a bad one isn't it?" part of me didn't want to know about it. I haven't ever enjoyed hunting. It was one of the reasons that I spent most of my time with Jody. I liked training, learning to fight, learning different weapons, but using them and the act of hunting something down always made me squeamish. Dad understood, he was even happy that I didn't like it, but that didn't mean I got to sit out of training. If anything, it made him push me harder, he wanted to make sure I could protect myself from anything that could and would come after me.

"You don't need to worry about it." He sighed. "It's nothing we can't handle." He assured. "How's school?"

"Today's the first day. I'd rather be sleeping." He chuckled.

"I get it. But you gotta go. Your uncle would throw a fit if I let you skip. Not to mention, if you're not going to be hunting, you're going to need the grades and college. We can fake a lot of things, but a degree is a little above my paygrade."

"I know. I'll go." I kicked at the dresser. "I just don't like the kids here…They're too soft." I heard him laugh on the other end.

"I know, but you've got Alex there now. I know she's a little older then you but you've got someone to rant to. And if any of those boys try to mess with you, knock em out." I rolled my eyes at him. He never really cared much about boys until they started paying me more attention. "I mean it Amity, boys at this age aren't good for anything except making babies. You're better than that."

"Are you going to be back in time for my birthday?" I didn't want to talk about school or boys anymore. I could hear him sigh again.

"Amy…we're going to try but this case…it's pretty…ugly. I haven't seen something like this since the leviathans." I wanted to ask about it but thought better. I haven't had any nightmares for a little while, I didn't need any now. "But I'll make it up to you." I heard Uncle Sam say something in the background. "Okay, Sam says 'hi', but I gotta go. You have a great day at school, try and stay out of trouble, and give 'em hell." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Whatever."

"Yeah," he scoffed, "whatever. Love ya baby."

"Love you to, try not to die please, that would be an awful sweet 16 present."

"Don't worry about me," he said in an amused tone, "I'll see you soon." We hung up and my mood went down slightly. I had been exited for us to do something, but he would make it up, he always did.

It was then that I realized that I wasn't running nearly as late as Jody made it seem. I also realized that the case had to be bad if Dad was up this early. I still had a whole hour before I really needed to get up. Alex was sitting at the kitchen table, she was finishing up the rest of her homework and eating an apple.

"Morning." She said without looking up from the page.

"Morning, where's Claire?"

"Not sure, she left early." I scoffed. She'd probably found a hunt or something. It was only a matter of time before she got herself hurt. I had tried helping her when I found out what she was doing but she didn't want to learn, not from me. She made me promise not to tell Jody and I agreed, but only if I felt like she could handle it. If she didn't call me with some information in the next few hours, then she was gonna have to explain herself to Jody. "You finish the summer reading?" She asked suddenly.

I rolled my eyes, "no. My summer is for me. I didn't forget how to read, why the hell do I gotta read something that's not going to pertain to my class."

"You never know, it might."

"Then I'll read it then, until then I'm not going to worry about it."

"Sam wouldn't let that fly." She looked at me with a smug smile. I raised an eyebrow.

"You gonna snitch?"

"I don't know." She shrugged, "Claire's been making me do the dishes for the last few nights."

"So, I do the dishes and you keep your mouth shut?"

"Something like that." I nodded, impressed.

"Fine, but I'll remember this next time your trying to sneak out with that boy." She narrowed her eyes at me.

"Who's sneaking out?" Jody asked suddenly, walking into the kitchen while strapping on her belt.

"Claire." Both Alex and I said simultaneously. Jody looked between the two of us and I could tell she was deciding on whether to believe us. I investigated my coffee mug and Alex looked back to her summer reading assignment.

"Sure, I'm heading to the station, make sure you guys lock the door when you leave." She said, grabbing her keys off the hook.

"Why are you going in early?" I asked, she didn't leave the house until 8 on a regular day. It was 6:30. I could tell she was deciding if she should tell us or not.

"They found some bodies…so far it looks like human murders but it's my job all the same."

"Are you sure? It could be demons making it look human."

"Amy, 9 out of 10 bodies we find are just human crazy or accidents." Jody said, "You're a little too used to monsters."

"Where? And I my defense, most bodies that pop up around me are usually monsters." I set my mug down and crossed my arms over my chest. My first thoughts going to Claire who was probably looking into them as we speak. Again, she got that look on her face. Like she didn't want to tell me.

"Singer's Salvage." She said hesitantly, "but I don't know anything more than that. Don't worry though, we've got it covered." Just hearing the name made my chest hurt. It didn't matter that he's been dead for four years, it still made me upset thinking about him. Dad tried talking to me about it, mostly to convince me it wasn't my fault. Sometimes it was easier just to pretend like something never happened. Jody read the look on my face.

"Hey Amy, why don't we go get some breakfast before school? That diner on Main street is open 24 hours." Alex began packing her things up in her backpack as she spoke.

"Good idea. I can drop you two off on my way. Amy, you got your things together?"

"Yeah…upstairs." My mind wandered slightly as I made my way back up to the room. The fact that they were found on Bobby's property made me even more unsettled. Why else would they find bodies there? Even if they were killed by humans, that was almost worse. I hate human crazy, there was always something more sinister about regular people doing it. At least monsters made sense, they kill because of what they are, Demons can't help but be evil, werewolves can't help their rage and hunger. Humans have a choice, they can live normal lives, or they can take lives.

Jody did as she said and dropped up off. I wasn't really in the mood to eat though. The diner wasn't very busy, not that it ever was except for dinner time.

"You think Claire is messing around with the bodies?" I asked after a few moments of silence.

"Probably." She shrugged, "Jody will straighten her out."

"Yeah, she's not even inconspicuous about it. She'll learn with time. But you would think she'd have the common sense to wait until after Jody finished with the crime scene before going. Not to mention, if she keeps diving head first into these hunts, she's gonna get herself killed."

"It'd be one thing if she would actually listen to you."

"Right? It not like I've been training since I was old enough to walk."

"She'll come around." Alex said.

"I'm just worried that it's going to take something big, something bad, to make her think things through." I didn't like the idea of her getting hurt because she's too stubborn to listen to others.

"There's nothing you can do about it. Even if you tell Jody, she's still going to do what she wants. At least she's keeping you somewhat informed and you can step in if things get to hairy."

"I guess. If she doesn't call me soon, I'll be telling Jody." Our food came out then.

"Those are the terms that she agreed to. She can't get angry at you for keeping your word."

"Well, she can but she shouldn't."

"How long are you going to give her?"

"Noonish, depending on classes and such. I'll call her around lunch." She nodded. We spent the rest of the morning talking about classes, people and much to my displeasure, the summer reading project.

The walk from the diner to the school was uneventful. The air was still somewhat warm, not overly hot, then again after the case I helped Dad on in Florida, I will never complain about the heat again.

Alex ditched me the second we made it to the school grounds, moving on to her friends and boyfriend while I went straight to class. Even though I had gone to school her on and off since the first grade, I didn't have a lot of friends here. The kids used to make fun of me for living in a junk yard, that stopped the second I knocked one of them out and broke their nose. After I started living with Jody, the kids seemed to ignore me, not that I minded. I just wish I had more people to talk to then Alex and Claire.

Alex was easy to talk to, she could empathize, but Claire was more ridge and didn't like to talk about difficult things. It didn't help that my family kind of destroyed hers. I knew she was trying not to hold it against us, and it's gotten a lot better, but I still didn't want to talk about feelings with her. Especially when it comes to missing my dad or wanting to see him more. Not when every time she looks at Cass, she has to think about what happened to her parents. The sound of the bell ringing brought me out of my thoughts and I got ready to hear the bull shit also known as America's education system.

000

Jody had a hard time holding onto her breakfast a she looked over the bodies. If it wasn't for the fact there weren't any signs of supernatural presence, she would have called the boys. But it was obvious that the wounds were made with a knife, one that was still imbedded inside the youngest girl's chest.

Jody couldn't tell what the color their clothes had been before. They were soaked in blood and ripped to shreds. Their bodies had been found by some kids who were exploring the burned down ruins that were what was left of Bobby's house. Judging by smell and how bloated the bodies were, Jody was guessing they had been there for a while.

It wasn't the fact that there was blood everywhere that made her queasy, it wasn't the age of the girls and it wasn't where they dropped the bodies. It was the fact that these girls no longer had their feet. They were cut off at the ankle.

"We haven't had any missing persons, have we?" Deputy Pier questioned, standing outside the chard structure.

"No, not any young girls. A few drunks but that's about it." Jody walked out, trying not to breath through her nose. "I'll call around, see if I can find anything. Once forensics is done here, make sure they get the body to the coroners office and see if we can get some DNA from the bodies."

"Dr. Shelly is on vacation. She's not expected back until the end of next week." Jody cursed.

"I'll see if I can get someone out here from another district. Make sure they get them to the office."

"Yes mam." He tipped his hat and Jody patted him on the shoulder before heading back to her car. She knew that this wasn't something she could handle on her own, maybe she was just a little freaked out because of where they were dumped but either way, she didn't know where to start. She never thought she would have to call in the feds, not the real ones anyway, but she was in over her head on this one.

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