In the Beginning

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I grabbed the keys to my car and drove into town. The streets were nearly empty but then again it was 7 O’clock in the morning on a Saturday. My phone vibrated in my pocket, I took it out and glanced at it. ’Hey babe, where are you?’ It was Dean and I respond ‘out for a drive’. My period is late it’s been 3 weeks since Dean and I had sex. I pulled into the empty parking lot and looked around for the pregnancy test. I try to find a cheap one in the family planning isle. I grab an $8.00 test and go to the front counter and purchase it. “Hey, uh… do you mind if I…um…” I feel nervous about asking. The cashier smiles and says go ahead. I rush to the bathroom after she handed me the key. I open the box and pee on the stick, before I see, I put it in the box and smile at the cashier. I get into my car and drive back to the bunker where Dean is waiting. Dean turned into a demon after Metatron tried to kill him but the Mark of Cain didn’t want to let go of him. So instead it twisted his soul, I still love him though. His eyes go black and he pins me against the wall and asks “So, where did you go?” He says his black eyes staring into my light brown ones. I turn away and whisper “The drugstore” He lets go of me and apologizes. I go into the bathroom and check the pregnancy test. “Shit” I yell out loud enough for Dean to hear, next thing I know he is outside asking if I’m okay. “Yeah” I say holding back tears. I’m not ready for a baby, well I’m ready, I don’t think Dean is though. I stay in the bathroom for a while more before deciding to tell Dean. “Uh… Dean?” I call nervously, I feel arms grabbing me from behind, “yes Dakota?” Dean says. I take a deep breath. “Uh…well...I-I’m pre-pregnant.” Dean’s eyes widen and he hugs me a tight hug. I start grinning and so does Dean. The next nine months go by uneventful, Sam and Dean of course go hunting and probably even almost killed, but thankfully Castiel was near. On the day of December 8th I wake up at 2:00 in the morning. I feel the sheets and they are soaking wet, my water broke and Dean is already up downstairs watching TV. “DEAN” I call. I hear a whoosh and I gasp Dean is here and he picks me up. Several hours later I come out of the hospital with a beautiful baby boy named, Jason. When we get home I smile at Dean. “I love you” I say looking into his green eyes. “I love you too” He says back he pulls me in for a kiss.

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