It's a fairly simple story of how Dean and Cas fell in love. What wasn't a simple story was how they ended up with a 2 year old daughter and twins (girl and boy) after not even knowing each other for two years.
"Come on, Dean, you're dragging ass. This isn't like you." Sam yelled.
"Shuddup, bitch. Something seems wrong about this." Dean said as they came up to the house they had found that had the corpse of the ghost they were hunting.
"Hurry up, the body is in the basement." Sam said opening the door. Dean and Sam split up to search for the basement door. Dean had entered a hallway area with stairs to the upstairs to the side. He had just passed the staircase when he heard a faint cry. He stopped and looked at the top of the stairs. He listened closer and he could definitely he the cry of a small child. He slowly walked up the stairs. The cries got louder when he was fully up the stairs and had walked down the hall.
He listened closely and finally found the room where he heard the cries. He walked into the found to find a little girl sobbing uncontrollably, a woman who was very close to death and a man who had been dead for a while. He put his gun in the back of his pants and quickly walked over to the woman and child. The woman eyes moved to look at Dean. He place a hand on her cheek. "Can you tell me what happened? What is your name?"
She opened her mouth slightly and paused. The girl had quieted down at the sight of Dean. Dean glanced over at the dead man. He didn't die naturally. He choked on his own blood. It was from the ghost. "Was it the ghost that kill that man? Was he your husband?"
The woman nodded for both. "P-please, save my daughter. I-I know I'm going to die."
"What's her name? What's your name?"
"Her name is Felicia Peyton." The woman paused. Her breathing was becoming more labored. The ghost must have broken the woman back because she wouldn't just lay and die in front of her daughter. She began to choke on her breath.
"Shh, it's ok, m'am. I promise I will take care of your daughter."
The woman calm down and let out her famous last words. She looked right at her daughter as tear welded up in her eyes. "I love you, Fe."
The small girl began to cry once again. She sat at her mother's side and buried her head in her chest. The woman's breathing stopped and her whole body went limp. The child was freaking out. Dean moved over to the toddler and placed a gentle hand on her back. "Felicia?"
She turned her head to looked at Dean. Tears streamed down her face still. "Save my mama!"
Dean could feel a lump in his throat begin to form as he was about to tell this little girl that her parents were gone. "I-I…Felicia…I-I can't. Your Mama has gone to a better place."
"No, I want her here, wif me." She cried.
Dean pulled her close to him as she cried into his chest. "Shhh, it's gonna be ok. I'm Dean. My brother and I are going to keep you safe."
"I want my Mama." She whimpered.
"I know, little one. She is in a better place now. Now, how about we get you some place safer and get you some food."
"Where is my Mama and Daddy now?"
"They are in Heaven. They are watching over you now. Come on, let's go." Dean lifted her up and rose to his feet.
"Wait, wait, pwease. Down, down." The girl begged. Dean nodded and lowered her where she ran in between her deceased parents. Dean walked over behind her and crouch and the mother and slid the wedding band off her finger and did the same with the fathers. He would save them for later. She hugged her father and kissed his cheek and did the same with her mother. She turned around to look at Dean, who was still crouching down on his heels. "Cans we go to my Mama's car?"
"Where is your Mama's car?"
"Outside."
"We can definitely go to the car. Let's go." Dean picked her back up and she laid her head on his shoulder and looked at her parents one last time before Dean walked out of the room. She hid her face in the crook of Dean's neck as she cried.
Dean could hear Sam calling for me. "Dean! Where are you?" Sam heard Dean walking down the stairs. "Dean, why the Hell were yo—" He stopped as Dean appeared with the whimpering toddler.
"Felicia, this is my brother, Sammy. We are going to take care of you." Felicia lifted her head to look at Sam.
Sam was dumbfounded. "Hello there, Felicia. Don't be scared. We are going to keep you safe. Are you hungry?"
She nodded shyly. "I promised her we would go by her mom's car for a second."
Sam blinked confusedly. Dean mouthed. 'dead parents' and pointed to the stairs. Sam nodded. "I'll go grabbed our stuff and meet up with you at the Impala."
Dean nodded and walked out of the of the house and searched for a car. He walked around to what he thought was a driveway and saw a car. He knew it was the little girls car because she perked up. It was a big gold 2000 Ford Explorer. Dean set Felicia on the ground and she wrapped around his legs as he picked the car lock and got it opened without it sounding the alarm. He opened the backseat door and looked around. It had just a little bit of little girl toys in there. He looked down at the toddler and lifted her into the car. She immediately grabs this pale pink woven-like blanket and held it close to her chest. Dean saw a diaper bag and looked inside. A couple diapers, two pull ups, a stuff gray and white cat, a sippy cup with cool water inside, a change of clothes, small socks, and a pair of tiny pink tennis shoes. He looked in one of the pockets and found a little bit of cash and a photo of the man and woman, who were inside of that house, holding a small newborn baby, they were in a hospital room. It was Felicia. He put that in his pocket along with two wedding bands.
He grabbed the bag a slung it over his shoulder. He opened the trunk and it had three suitcases. He checked the first one and it was the man's, he kept it open. The seconds one was the mothers/ a little bit of Felicia. The third one was all Felicia's things. He took out everything of the mothers and put all of Felicia's things into the bigger suitcase then went back to the father case. All the clothes could fit, Dean, maybe Sam, and maybe even Cas. He took the father's and now Felicia's suit case out of the trunk and sat them on the ground. He checked the passenger seat and drivers and he came up clean.
He shut all the doors except the backseat one where he had placed Felicia. She was seating in her car seat as if waiting to be strapped in. "Felicia. We are going to take my car with my brother. We aren't going to use this car. I have your mama's bag that she uses with you. Do you have everything you want to keep?"
She nodded. She crawled out of the seat. Dean lifted her into his arms. "We'll be back for the car seat in a moment I just need to put something away. He left the diaper bag in the car and took the two suitcase and carried them to the impala where he sat them in the trunk. "De?" The little girl quietly asked.
"Yes, Fe?" He decided would be appropriate to use as her nickname since her mom used it.
"I's wet." Dean's eye grew wide. He didn't know how to change a diaper.