Chapter 32

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A year later…

Deanpov

"Dude, she's kicking his ass."

I smile with pride.

"Yeah she is…"

"You going to intervene?"

"Nope. I'm going to sit here and enjoy the show, along with my pie."

Sam chuckles and leans back crossing his arms as we look out the window.

"Ooooh." Sam and I flinch as babygirl socks the shit out of the bastard.

She shoves him into a cab and waves him off.

And… From there our case was done, Sam and I high five one another. Bella enters the café and sits beside me. She grabs the menu glancing it over.

We've been married for nearly a year now. Considering we both don't really have any family and in our field it's hard to make long lasting friends. It was just Bobby, Cas and Sam as our guest. Bobby gave her away in Charlie's place. He even gave me the… if you hurt my daughter speech. It was interesting to say the least. She wore a white wedding dress that went to the knees; it was strapless, and sexy as hell. Needless to say I made her keep the dress on that night. The very night we made love as man and wife or hunter and huntress if you may. I wore a black tux and went for the whole 007 look. I never got the chance to take her on a honeymoon. The cases were far too backed up and other lives were counting on us. I told her I'd make it up to her one day. However, it's been a year now and I still have never managed to keep my promise to her. But that's what tomorrow was about. This was our last case we just did where my little huntress of a wife kicked ass. Tomorrow I was finally keeping my promise. Only she wasn't aware of that. Babygirl thought Sam was staying back with Cas on a hunt while we dealt with another case.

Bella's a damn good hunter. She's saved our asses more times than I can count. She's freaking witty, fast, a damn good shot, a good little actress, and unfortunately for me one heck of a flirt when need be. We've both had our moments where it takes some "swaying" to get information. With Sam around though, I didn't have to do it as often. Bella being the only chick left us often with no choice. There were a few uncomfortable instances in which my brother, nor I talk about where the guy wasn't interested in Bella if you get my drift. Of course she's had her share of scares and horrors along the way as well. Comes with the territory, but she's tough, that girl can push past anything. Then again the three of us have each other's backs and a shoulder to lean on if ever needed. Not to mention we also got Castiel and Bobby. Those sons of bitches are just as much family. There ain't a one of us that wouldn't die for one or the other. Thick as blood and that's how we'll always stand.

The case we just had was a bit interesting. That in which involved some sort of Wiccan group for once, we all sided with the witches. However, we still had to take care of business and make certain they could never harm anyone again. The guy Bella was beating up was one of their unfaithful husbands. He'd been off spilling his seed everywhere and having other families behind one of the witches back. Once she found out it was all hell from there nothing more than sweet revenge set in her eyes. The reason why we sided with her? Besides the obvious? This guy blew his load across the state of Florida like nobody's business. He'd only support his "favorite" wives and children the most. Whilst he'd leave the others without a dime or so much another word from him. That or he'd pop in to get a good fuck in with his significant other, and then she'd wake up yet again to an empty bed.

Little was he aware amongst one of them was a witch. After having him investigated and she'd grown to find out all his dirty little secrets she created her own coven. She sought out to make him pay. The wrong thing about it was. She was using some of his "favorite wives and children" in order to do so. She would seek to punish or even end their very existence. The sad part about this was this asshole had 9 children and only deemed 3 of them worthy of his time and financial support. He'd only two favorite wives in which got more of his time and money. The others were all left to suffer or wonder if and when he was coming back again. The witch was one of the unlucky so were her children. He discarded them like yesterday's garbage. The sad thing was there was so much anger in this woman. We had no choice, but to take her down. She'd taken lives and she was angry enough to take more. What infuriated me the most? Was her children were now left without a mother that truly did care about them, even if she had a dark sense about it. They were still pretty young as well only at the ages of 6 and 8. But the father was getting off scot free. So yeah I let my wife at him. She beat the living snot out of the asshole too. It's just one of those cases where no one truly wins. Leaves you rather numb on what to feel about it.

So Bella was a full on Winchester now. I lean back with a grin on my damn face. This son of a bitch did it I got the girl. Not that I ever really thought I'd want to take that leap honestly. Sure, I've had my chase of tail, but nothing I ever truly wanted to settle for. Never was I aware that little Bella Swan would grow up to be this amazing woman. The one that could lure me in, if I hadn't known any better I'd swear she herself was a witch. I still remember popping out that question like a drunken buffoon at that Metallica concert. I was going to take it back like I was messing around. But realized I didn't want to. Now here I sit with this knock out and wonder just how the hell I managed to pull it off.

It seemed my brother and I had switched roles. He was the one chasing tail now and having random one nighters. Crazy… Maybe one day he'll find his match as well. He's had some rotten luck in that department.

"Ugh, I said no onions…" Bella grunts and she starts taking them off, flicking them over at Sam.

"BELLS!"

She grins, but keeps doing it till she gets to the last one.

"Dammit!" He grabs a napkin wiping off the mustard from his shirt.

"Oops." Bella says with a shrug.

"Sure… oops my ass."

"That's for the pepper."

He rolls his eyes.

"The pepper was for the Ketchup!"

"The Ketchup as for the tabasco sauce!"

He goes to say something else and it's like freaking looney tunes because my bro has nothing else left.

"Yeah you started it didn't ya bitch." I say stepping into the argument.

"She was making fun of my hair."

"You've had the same haircut for years! Try something different!"

"I don't want to!"

"Then look like a girl!"

"That's fucked up Bells." He says trying not to laugh.

She smiles and stuffs a fry in her mouth.

Oh this is just how they are. Whereas Bella and I fight like an old married couple in a nursing home. She and Sam literally fight like brother and sister. They drive each other crazy, yet love another all the same. That's another thing. Castiel… I'd swear that son of a bitch is crushing on her BIG TIME. He answers to her more than me. The angel actually shit you not smiles around her. Which is like EXTREMELY rare, but put my girl in the mix and boom. Funny considering when he first met her, he warned us she was bad news.

Once we get back to the hotel I pack up so we're ready to leave in the morning. I hide the airplane tickets in our luggage for now. Yes… I was that desperate to swoon my girl. Dean Winchester was going to fly! Ugh… that part I wasn't looking forward to at all.

Bella plops down on the bed.

"What are you thinking about?"

I just grin and shrug my shoulders. She's only in a pair of black panties, stirring my attention. I throw of my shirt and step out of my jeans. Then I crawl under the sheets and reach over cutting off the lamp.

"How about I show you?" I whisper as I kiss along her neck.

I get her nice and wet with my fingers. Then roll her over me. I grip her hips firmly and slam her down on me. Nothing's changed in that department. We still fuck like rabbits. Sometimes it's been proven to get us in trouble. There have been some cases we were caught screwing somewhere. But hey you gotta live a little right. The most awkward of them is when it was Sam or Cas. I thought Sam was going to be scarred for life the first time he walked in on us. It didn't help that I was downstairs going down on her with my tongue. Still fucking hilarious the look on his face.

I run my hands along her breast and Bella continues to rock back and forth. I grit my teeth at the sensation. She was soaking wet and tight as hell.

"Come for me." I growl knowing I was about to come and quick.

I wanted her to get off first. Still nothing's changed. Bella can literally come at my given command. I LOVE IT! If only I had the ability to point or look at her a certain way and she'd orgasm. Christ! I'd do it all the freaking time. She moans out tightening around me and I feel the explosion.

"FUCKKK!" I growl yet, again and erupt like a damn geyser.

Bella lies where she is. I pull the covers over us and wrap my arms around her. Before long she's out. I kiss her forehead and it's not long after I too find the sand man.

The next day Bella gives he this bewildered look as I drive to the airport. I park and get out and get our luggage out.

"Um Dean baby?"

"Yeah?"
"Why are we at an airport?"

"We're finally going on that honeymoon babygirl."

"Honeymoon?"

"Yep." I say with a shrug and grab our bags.

"But…"

"Yep."

"I…"

"Yep…"

"Dean…"

I sigh and stop.

"What?"

"You're going getting us a plane?" She questions in disbelief.

"Yep."

I start walking again.

"Dean!"

"What?"

"You hate flying."

"Yep."

We continue through the airport. I take the tickets out of the luggage before sending them through.

"You already had tickets?"

"Yep."

"Dean!"

"What?"

"Quit that!"

"What?" I say as if truly innocent.

"That yep and what crap knock it off!"
I turn and face her.

"Now tell me how you really feel."

She starts laughing.
"I just did."

"Huh…"

She continues to follow me with that lost expression.
"I can't believe you're willingly flying."

"Neither can I." I was being completely honest there. My nerves were fucking shot.

"Hawaii?!"

I grin as we get in line to board.

"You're taking me to frickin Hawaii?"
"Yeah babygirl I'm taking you to frickin Hawaii."

"AWESOME!"

This girl literally beams. I put my arm around her waist as we begin to board. We find our seats.

"Um you better take the window. I've no desire to look."

"Cool!"

I'd swear this kick ass huntress of mine became a child all over again. She even kicked her feet about in the seat like one.

I swallow back on the memories.

As Castiel expected the memories finally did all come to play. What started out in small variables ended up to be one hell of a horrific day for Bella, at least in memories alone. Only it was the child I had pulled out of hell. The nightmares still linger off and on. The small whimpers escape her mouth reminding me that child all over again.

Lucifer thankfully, we hadn't heard from since neither had there been anymore demons. Now we still had our share of sups to go up against despite that. Bella remembered Lucifer ripping that part of her out when she was in hell. Literally he ripped out that part of her soul before releasing her himself. It was all a trick to get her to believe she was indeed calling to him and to lure her into falling for him. At first he showered the little girl with gifts, clothes, jewelry whatever else her heart desired. However, the day she desired her freedom and tried to run away, he locked her in the cell. He'd play uncle Lucifer to her and play with her from time to time. The bastard had no problem smacking her one however from time to time if she got out of line. He wouldn't let her out of the cell.

That one case we'd gone on the very one, I personally ripped her heart out on. Bella's innocence had been visited at that very moment when she began to act as if nothing phased her. Lucifer smacked her around because she had been crying for me! She'd tried calling to Charlie even Renee, but when she cried out for me he lost his cool. He yanked that little girl by the collar, pinned her to the wall and popped the shit out of her. When he was done he'd find a way to make her forget what he'd done. He'd find a way to make her care about him. Little Bella in hell would hug on him and take care of him! She truly cared about him as the way he acted like he did about her. It was SICK! Once these memories hit Bella. I thought Sam and I was going to lose our shit watching her break down and freak out all over again. That day Castiel came down. I'd never seen him act in such a way. It's like he could feel her pain or something. The angel literally cried. I'd never seen him cry before. He picked her up and pulled her into his chest. I overheard Sam ask him once why he'd cried. Castiel told him…

"I cried because for the first time; I felt what it was like to be human. I felt her turmoil, her suffering, her agony, and her fears. I cried for the child. I cried for Bella's soul. I allowed myself to let this take over."

When Sam asked him why even I knotted up.

"It was the only way to heal her. The tears of an angel can be a powerful thing and is not something taken lightly. She has now weakened me. I do not regret my decision. Bella is worth my tears. I've never known a single being to have as much love and compassion as Bella's soul does."

After that day only a few nightmares came to play off and on. Whatever Cas did had worked. Her soul was replenished and she was that girl we'd grown up with and known all these years. She was free! Bella was Bella and fully. I'll never know how to repay him for what he'd done for her. But it made me love the son of a bitch even more. I had my babygirl back!

Bella's cell rings as the planes about to take off. The passengers and flight attendants cut my wife this dirty look of shame.

"Sorry…" Bella whispered to everyone.

But she narrowed her eyes upon it and quickly answered.

"Mam!" One of the flight attendants scolded.

Bella covered her other ear and lowered her head ignoring her.

"MAM you need to turn your phone OFF!"

"Are you sure?" I heard Bella say into the phone, but the flight attendant thought she meant it to her.

She rolled her eyes.

"YES!"

Bella nodded and hung up. She promptly turned her phone off as the plane took off. She had this pale expression.

"You alright?"

She nods and looks out the window. I grimace I hate the way it feels when you first take off. My hands gripped the arm rest. Bella noticed this, but I didn't care how much of a pussy I looked like right now. I'd rather be fighting fucking demons! I grit my teeth as that heaviness comes about my body and my heart drops to my gut.

"I think I know how to get your mind off the flight."

"Oh yeah?"

She nods as if certain.

"And what would that be babygirl?"

"Joining the mile high club."

I grin ear to ear.

"Really?"

"Nope… Actually, I'm pregnant."

I laugh, but turn facing her. She wasn't breaking…

"Bella?"

She shrugs.

"Yeah I'm like pregnant and stuff." She pats me on the leg.

"How did that happen…" I say like a god damned idiot.

She's the one cocking the brow this time.
"Really Dean? You really don't know how?"

"But how? I mean like… What?!"

She sighs and leans back in her seat.

"I'm not about to go over the birds and the bees with you."

I narrow my eyes and look to her stomach.

"There's a baby in there?"

"Yep and guess what?"

"What?"

"You're the father!"

She says looking as though she's about to cry. I know I should console her or something, but I think I was in shock. Her hands were shaking though as bad as mine. Once the lights came up for the seatbelts, Bella damn near bolted to the bathroom. I swallowed back and shut my eyes for a moment taking it all in.

Me…

Dean Winchester a father?

But I'm a hunter…

This is no life to be bringing a child into!

I think about what John did how we were raised…

No way did I want to raise my child like that!

But I'm not John Winchester…

I don't have to follow in his footsteps

I love my old man don't get me wrong. Heart and soul I loved and love my father. There times however, he was a better hunter than he ever was a dad. He left us alone too much, threw us into this lifestyle right after mom died. No… not me. Not my kid. HELL NO! My kid will know what it's like to have a father. To give them everything Sammy and I never had. This odd feeling comes over me. It shoots along my entire body. I literally gasped out in my chair like the reality was finally truly hitting me. I undo my seatbelt and rush to the bathroom. I knock on the door.

"Just give me…" She starts to say and I can tell she's bawling her ass off.

Way to go Dean dammit! IDIOT!

"It's me babygirl."

The door unlocks and opens.

Something over comes me. I grab her and start kissing her. I pick her up and continue to kiss her. A smile formed along my face. I turn to see everyone peering over at us. Some were damn near falling out of their seats trying to look.

"We made a baby!"

Bella's jaw drops at my announcement.

"Dean…"

I clear my throat and my eyes widen a bit on the position we're in and what I just said.

"I mean… We're preggers!"

Bella blushes as they start clapping.

"I'm so going to kill you…" She whispers as I place her back down.

"What already? Can I at least see our child when its born first?"

She smiles shaking her head.

"I don't know what I'm going to do with you Winchester."

"Just love me babygirl, that's all I need."

"I think I can manage that."

She hits me on the arm though.

"Ow…"

"That's for being a jerk when I first told you."

"Damn babygirl… I'm sorry. You caught me totally off-guard."

"Oh and you think I took the news so well? I just found out myself right when I told you."

"So what was that a doctor?"

"No it was lab."

"For?"

That silly case Sam and I were on a couple weeks ago. We both had to do lab work. Well apparently Mrs. Ford is pregnant aka Bella Winchester.

"Well I'll be…"

We head back to our seats.

"So how do you really feel about this?" She asks damn near timidly.

I swore this girl was as nervous as I was.

"Well I'm gonna lie. It's a bit scary, but in all honesty I kind of like the idea of being a father."

She smiles and bites on her lower lip.

"What about you?"

"I'm freaking the fuck out, other than that…" She shrugs.

"I'm cool…"

I half laugh.

"Cool yeah."

"Yep, that's the kind of mom I'm going to be."

"Cool?"

She nods, but with a soft giggle. She looks out the window.

"In all seriousness Dean, I just hope I don't suck at it… you know being a mom."

"Are you kidding me? You're going to be a kick ass mother."

Bellapov

"Wow…" I say as we look onto the beach from our hotel.

"So'd I do good?"

"You sure did, it's beautiful."

His arms wrap around my waist as we watch the sunset along the beach. The water was so clear and that deep gorgeous sea blue. I literally felt like we were in a movie or something. It was too surreal. Dean kisses along my shoulders. He stops though and whispers something.

"Mexico…"

"Huh?"

"I think I know about when this happened." He gently runs a hand along my tummy.

"You remember when we lost our luggage on that one case in Mexico…"

My jaw drops as the memory hits. I'd lost my birth control pills and we were there for over 2 weeks. Dean had gotten some condoms to make up for it at least until we got back. Well let's face it… it's Mexico…
"The broken condom!"

"You'd be correct…" He chuckles in my ear.

And says something I never thought Dean Winchester would say.

"Guess God had different plans…"

He wraps his arms back around my waist and rests his head on my shoulders.

"I love you babygirl."

"I love you too."

For once despite the random news neither of us expected, Dean and I relax. Seven days without the worries of a hunter. No cases, no guns, no blades just Dean, myself and the beach. We ate, swam, toured, and made love when we wanted…

Deanpov

8 months later

"Mrs. Winchester… I'm going to need you to give me one last push."

Bella nods. My wife was covered in sweat doing her damnest to push this kid out. He's got a freaking HUGE head! She's fighting give birth to our son and I'm fighting the urge to pass the fuck out.

My eyes widen as I see his head fully come out. She's squeezing the living hell out of my hand. I'm not about to complain. She can break it if she so desires.

"Breathe babygirl."

Bella and I lock eyes however, as we hear him begin to cry. Bella gets this grin on her face and covers her mouth. The both of us turn our heads towards the wonderful sound. Yes I said wonderful about the crying of a child. But it's our child! We have a son! I have a son! My son! I find myself thinking over and over in various ways as I stare upon him. They have me cut the umbilical cord after they check him over and clean him off they wrap him up and hand him to Bella. She smiles and tears stream down her face. I watch as she breaths him in and holds him to her chest. I smile and lean over kissing both their foreheads.

"Can you believe this Dean?!"

"Honestly no…"

We both laugh as they finish taking care of Bella below. We both look upon him. He's so small and the cutest damn thing I've ever seen in my life. He already has a head of hair as well. His hand clasp over Bella's finger and she cries even harder. Hell honestly, I'm crying too. I wipe my eyes as she turns to me.

"You want to hold him."

I felt a bit nervous though. My hands shook a bit as I held them out for him. Bella kisses his forehead and hands him off to me. I didn't think it possible to fall in love all over again. But I had as I gazed upon this tiny person in my hands. It was a different kind of love, but it was just as strong as what I feel for his mother.

This was something I never thought I'd EVER have. A wife, a son a family of my own! I shut my eyes with a silent prayer. I prayed… I prayed that this was never something that would be yanked out of my clutch. That I wouldn't have my heart broken. That I'd grow old with my family that each of us would live long healthy lives. Now that I had what I thought I'd never have. I never wanted to let go.

I lean over and kiss Bella's lips.

"I'm going to show him off real quick babygirl."

She nods with a smile. She was still crying though. She runs her hand along his forehead.

"Charlie Johnathon Winchester?"

I'm taken back as she says this.

"I couldn't think of a more perfect name."

She seems to beam at this and I make my way out to the waiting room.

"HA! You really did it!" Sammy says hopping to his feet.

"Well I'll be damned." Bobby adds.

Castiel slowly approaches as well. The three of them look upon him each with grins even Cas.

"This is Charlie Johnathon Winchester. Charlie this is Uncle Sammy, Uncle Bobby and Uncle Cas!"

Cas looks to me as our eyes meet. He nods in appreciation. I nod in return.

"He is beautiful Dean."Cas says.

"Well of course he is, he's a Winchester!"

We all chuckle back on this. Sam rubs his face a bit.

"Um.. may I?"

I knew he'd be eager to hold him first. I nod and hand him over.

"Just keep in mind he's a baby not a football."

"Dully noted."

I roll my eyes. Sam holds him up a bit in the air checking him over.

"Amazing. I can't believe you took part in making this!"

"Yep was there for the behind the scenes and bonus features!"

"Are you sure? He's like way too cute Dean."

"Don't be a jerk and give my son back."

He chuckles and hands him over. Castiel and Bobby also get their turn. Once we're done marveling over mine and Bella's creation. I head back into the room. The nurse was going over some breastfeeding tips. This ought to be interesting if I find myself thinking. I hand Charlie over to Bella.

The little sucker literally latches on like there's no tomorrow. Bella's eyes widen.

"Um ok… he's definitely your son!"

"Yeah he is! He knows where the good stuff is!"

"That's so wrong Dean."

"Yeah it kind of is huh?"

I clear my throat a bit as something else catches my attention. Bella's breasts were like huge looking. Damn! Her breasts were already perfect to begin with, but they were swollen up with milk and I felt like a perv as I watched my son feed.

"Dean!" She scolds noticing.

Ugh… why Dean why? Knock it off!

"Sorry… I just never noticed how big…"

"DEAN WINCHESTER IF YOU FINISH THAT SENTENCE…."

"I mean they're like swollen or something and…"

She cuts me this evil as hell murderous look, in which I so well deserve. My son was nursing yet; all I could focus on was how I wanted to be in his place. I raise in my hands in the air and take a step back. I keep my damn mouth shut from there.

I honestly, felt as though this was the best day of my life. This was the day all my dreams I hadn't known for sure I even had were coming true. I never allowed myself to think on these things. I just assumed I'd live and die a hunter. That there was nothing else for me other than the "family business." I'm glad to know that couldn't be further from the truth. All I can say is I'm one lucky bastard.

That was Five years ago…

Bellapov

Now here I stand with my husband. He's got a beer in one hand a spatula in another as he's barbequing. Our son four year old Charlie Johnathon Winchester and two year old daughter Mary Ava Winchester runs along playing with Sam and Marcy's three year old daughter April. Our children were a spitting image of Dean, same eyes, smile, and yes attitude. Marcy sits in Sammy's lap both being lovey dovey with one another. I smile in thought and peck my husband on the lips and take a sip off his beer.

We still hunt from time to time, mainly Sam and Dean. Marcy and I usually stay back with the kids. But the hunter mentality always stayed with me and always will, especially when Dean was gone. We always made sure to have a couple devil traps (just in case) hidden about the house; I continued to keep salt around the perimeters of the house especially around the kids rooms.

Charlie would be starting Kindergarten this year. I was now a PTA parent keeping involved in everything our children did. Dean… Well I couldn't ask for a better husband. He's managed to mix both lives. Keeping whom he is and always makes time for us. He never misses a single birthday or holiday. Of course there's the occasional being late or being randomly called out, but I supported him and always would. I didn't just fall in love with Dean, I fell in love with the hunter as well. I loved Dean for who he was and always will.

Charlie, Mary and April come up with their water guns shooting at us. I grab Dean's arm pretending to be scared.

"Nooo!"

Charlie laughs and continues to shot. Dean grins and picks me up. He runs around the backyard with me in his hold. The kids holler out giggling.

"Get em April!" Sammy says behind a chuckle.

Dean pretends to be shot and we both fall to the ground.

"Ugh you got me!" He groans.

"Daddy?" Charlie questions and looks his father over.

Dean's got his eyes closed playing dead.

"Daddy…" Charlie kicks at his boot.

I grin however, seeing that mischievous look about our daughter's face.

"Brace for impact…" I whisper.

Sure enough she plops down on her father's stomach and Dean's eyes pop open and he starts tickling her. Charlie goes back to shooting him and Dean reaches over taking the gun from his hand.

"HA! I got you now!"

Charlie grins and goes starts to run off, but Dean pulls him to the ground tickling him now as well.

"Daddy they shot Uncle Dean!"

Sammy laughs.

"I see that. Why don't ya give Uncle Dean a good ole kick sweetheart."

She grins and I wince.

"Sammy…" I scold, laughing though I know I shouldn't.

Dean grunts out as April kicks at his leg. Tiny feet they can hurt. Dean growls out like a monster and the kids run off giggling.

He rolls over in the green grass looking upon me.

"And what are you laughing at babygirl?"

I shrug.

"Hmm."

He reaches over pulling me towards him. He starts kissing me and we hear all three kids.

"EWWWWWWWW!"

"That's so gross!" Charlie complains.

Dean chuckles, but doesn't move.

"Let's send the kids with Sam and Marcy tonight." He says wiggling his brows.

"It's our night remember."

"Right… well then they're going to bed early." He hints growing hard beneath me.

That certainly hasn't changed.

"We're slamming headboards tonight."

I laugh and come to my feet helping him off the ground.

The kids refer to Bobby as their uncle. He loves those kids more than anything. The man is complete mush around them. He spoils them too. He visits often and visa versa.

Castiel on the other hand. He's returned to heaven. We've not seen him since Mary was born. Not long after he told us he was heading back and wouldn't return until the time came, when he was needed again. It saddened us all, but we understood. He was there for the birth of both our children. I'd swear he was just as prideful as Dean was. You wouldn't think it, but Cas… well he actually has a way with children. Often enough he's innocent enough he gets them more than we do. Making the situation all the harder when we had to say goodbye. Charlie had grown rather attached to Castiel. It took some TLC on both Dean and I's part once Cas left. Before he left though he hugged each of us and gave us his own personal goodbye.

Marcy and I set the table and called to the children. I had them go wash their hands. Once we seated we all sat down and joined hands. Dean lead us in prayer before we ate. To my amazement this was something Dean started once our son was born. He's done it ever since. Once he's done with the prayer I smile his way and he winks. We'd a lot to be thankful for. Through all the darkness we'd all faced we finally had some light shined upon us. We were all happy. We had a family and each other. I loved this man with every ounce of my being. If anything my love over the years has only grown that much deeper. We trust in one another completely. We give our 110 percent in our marriage and into this family.

Sam same boat, just as his brother, he too was a terrific father and husband. Marcy and I were becoming damn near inseparable. We'd a lot in common. Though she wasn't a hunter, Marcy was a paralegal. Which I thought was ironic considering Sam almost became a lawyer. We shared the load of the kiddos every other weekend or so. Just to give us some couple nights. Which was nice to have someone we could all trust to watch over the children. At times the four of us would go out and Bobby would more than happily watch them, in fact he'd dang near throw a fit if he thought we came back too early picking them up.

After we're done, the four of us clean up and have some more beer as the kids play. We talk for a bit before Sam and Marcy head on home. I take Aprils suitcase into Mary's room. I begin to set them up for the night. Dean's putting Charlie to bed. I grin as I tuck the girls into bed. I hear Dean making monster noises and Charlie giggling as Dean tells him a bedtime story. I often wonder how the kid doesn't have nightmares.

I read the girls a chapter from Charlotte's Web. Then place the book back down.

"Templeton is gross!"

I laugh as April says this.

"Is he now?"

"Yeah like Uncle Dean!"

"Daddy not gross!" Our daughter defends.

"Thanks cupcake!" Dean calls out letting us know he can hear us.

"You is welcome daddy!"

"That I is!"

Charlie laughs from the other room.

"He makes fart noises like Templeton he is gross."

She smiles and I knew she was trying to get a rise out of him. I widen my eyes in fake surprise as we hear.

"FE FI Fo Fum…" Dean stomps along the hallway.

The girls shriek out in giggles and hide under the sheets. He peeks in crossing his arms about his chest. He grins shaking his head.

"They'll never go to sleep your way…" I warn.

"Hmm."

He makes his way over and plops down at the end of their bed. They scream out in shrilling giggles again. Charlie's laughing in the other room.

I make my way to his room.

"Charlie… sand man time."

He frowns. His blue eyes piercing into mine with disappointment.

"I'm not tired Mommy."

"Even big boys like you need their sleep. Just like daddy."

"Daddy always stays up late."

"He also sleeps in… like a lot… why do you think that is Charlie?"

"I heard that…"

I grin and shrug. Charlie giggles. I tuck him in and kiss his forehead.

"Go to sleep Charlie."

He sighs.

"Ok mommy."

"I love you Charlie bear."

"Love you too mommy bear!"

I cut on his nightlight and leave the door slightly cracked the way Charlie likes it.

I then head into our daughter's room and cover my mouth. The girls managed to get a tiara on his head, a purple boa and glitter eye shadow. He looks to me miserably.

"Now Dean Winchester, I do believe you've never looked so handsome!"

"He's not handsome mommy. He's pretty!"

"That he is. Very pretty!"

He sighs and clears his throat. He leans over and kisses their cheeks.

"Goodnight crazy girls."

"Nigh nigh daddy!"

"Goodnight Uncle Dean."

He smiles and I make my way over hugging and kissing them both goodnight.

"Goodnight girls."

"Nigh nigh mommy!"

"Goodnight Aunt Bells."

I cut on their nightlight as well. Like Charlie's door I leave it cracked as Dean and I step out.

The both of us wait in the hall eyeing one another, seeing if they were going to actually stay in bed.

After a few more minutes of silence, Dean takes my hand. He leads me to the bedroom. When you got a house full of children you learn to go with whatever chance you can get. Dean throws off the tiara and boa. I can't help, but to laugh. "Should have kept them on…" I tease. Dean shakes his head with a smirk. Like complete mad people we start stripping one another down. We heavily kiss and Dean shoves me onto the bed. As promised the headboard banged against the wall with each thrust he gave. He softly chuckled and put his hand against it so it wouldn't wake up the kids. He continued to stroke himself within me whilst we both fought to keep the headboard silent. We'd been talking about fixing that issue and have never got around to it. Before long he's throbbing harder than ever within me. The both of us give up on the damn head board. We were desperate to get off as we were both reaching a climax.

"Come for me babygirl." My back arches and like clockwork I release.

He has always had that effect on me. He moans in satisfaction and his lips return to mine. The both of us dripping in sweat as Dean grips the headboard and fucks me even harder. The way he looks at me sometimes… damn. I find myself coming again and he smiles.

"I believe someone was backed up." But as he says this he grits his teeth.

I feel him come as he moves towards a rumbling finish.

Neither of us move, we just hold one another. Maybe we're different. If so then I thank God everyday. I always hear women complaining about their husbands. About how they are they don't feel loved, they're being cheated on, abused, neglected, don't treat the children right, that they hardly have sex, or their sex lives suck. All things in which Dean never pulled, he still cussed like a sailor, but never around the children.

And here I am… With the man of my dreams, I once was just a little girl with a dream. Note I literally went to hell and back to get this dream, but I got it. I'll never let go and I will continue to fight to keep my dream alive.

~Fin~

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