I hope you like this. This idea has been going inside my head for a while now, and even though this is not how I originally imagined it, it is way better than my first idea. Enjoy and send me a review to see what you think.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OCs and the plot. Everything else goes to the wonderful and amazing creators of Supernatural.

Chapter 1: Life's best part

"Good Morning," Dean whispered into his sleeping wife's ear. The sun shined brightly through the open window. A gentle breeze blew through the room. When he saw his wife shivering slightly, he moved the cover to her bare shoulders. He couldn't have her catching a cold.

She groaned and curled deeper into his chest. "Give me another hour," she told him as she snuggled closer to him. He chuckled and kissed her dark hair. "Come on Johnny, they're going to be wondering where we're at."

She snickered lightly at her nickname but otherwise said nothing. She was too tired to get into that conversation again and besides she was not in the mood to go anywhere for the day.

Dean sighed. "Oh well, I guess I am just going to go by myself," he said sarcastically while getting up. Johnny who had been resting against him, found herself sinking into the space Dean had left imprinted on the bed. She sent him a glare.

"Are you getting up or not?" he persisted ignoring the death rays she was sending at him.

She shrugged her shoulders and buried her face into Dean's pillow. She inhaled his scent, smiling to herself. Before she knew it, two strong arms were around her, lifting her into the air.

Johnny yelped as Dean carried her across their room towards their enormous closet. "Alright, alright! Put me down Dean or so help me I will-" She was cut off as Dean dumped her unceremonially onto a pile of blankets and bed sheets.

She groaned. "Really, Dean? I just washed these," she pouted as she looked down at the sheets and covers she had squashed. She turned to Dean, her bottom lip sticking out.

Dean bit his lip. "I'll wash them again for you." Her expression didn't change. He knelt down before her and took her face with both his hands.

"Johnny, why don't you want to go?" he asked.

Johnny closed her eyes. She didn't want to look at Dean, because she knew he would use his beautiful emerald eyes on her, to get the truth out.

"Look at me, Johnny." She shook her head.

"Johnny," this time she felt his hot breath on her face. "Open your pretty brown eyes for me, please," he breathed on her mouth. She broke.

Sighing she slowly opened her eyes and sure enough Dean was looking at her with his wide green eyes.

"Your family doesn't like me."

Dean raised an eyebrow. "Ok, fine, its Sammy-" she tried a different route.

"Johnny." His voice told her she was a terrible liar.

"I, uh, well you see-" "I know what this is all about." She was cut off by him, his hands falling from her face.

Her eyes widened in horror.

"What no! How could you have known? How did you-?"

"Sammy."

"Sammy." She repeated. She made a mental note to make him suffer when she got the chance.

"Yea, don't worry it took me a long while before I was able to just get a hint, but in the end he cracked."

Johnny groaned dropping her face unto her hands, supporting herself on Dean's shoulder.

"Really babe, I think it's amazing you do something like that for me, I mean tomorrow is our anniversary, not just mine, hon. You didn't have to go to all that trouble to make a surprise party for me!"

"Party?" she squeaked. So Sam hadn't told him the truth?

He laughed. "Yeah, I'm sorry I ruined the surprise but at least you won't to hide anymore." Johnny nodded her head in agreement and kept her head low because if Dean had seen her face, he would have known the party was also a lie.

He rose from his position from the floor, bringing her up with him. He gave her a haste kiss on the lips, and then smirked. "I have to go out, to run a quick errand, but in the meantime you can get ready and call me when you're ready."

She tried her best to return the smile. He gave her one last kiss and went into their closet to change. In a few minutes he was out, fully dressed. He blew her a kiss when he left their room. She walked silently behind him, listening to him walking around looking for his car keys. It wasn't until she heard the front door close that she ran to the nearest phone.

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"A party? Really Sam? That was the best you could come up with?" Johnny groaned into the phone.

"It was the only thing I could come up with! It wasn't easy, he wouldn't leave me alone. I almost told him the truth, so actually you should be thanking me!" he exclaimed. She knew it was true, Sam rarely keep secrets from his older brother, so it was not easy for him.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"Johnny," his voice softer. "I still don't understand. Why don't you tell him? He will be so happy! Plus he deserves to know already."

She put the phone against her forehead. What was she so afraid of? Of course Dean would be filled with such joy; no one in the world would be able to escape his excitement. And he did deserve it, she knew what it meant to him and nothing would make him happier which was all she needed in this world.

"Tomorrow," she stated firmly. Even though she was telling Sam, she knew she was actually ordering herself. She smiled to herself. "Tomorrow at the party, I'll tell him, I'm pregnant."

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Johnny had spent another hour on the phone with Sam. Mostly it was about taking care of the arrangements for the "party", which Johnny was going to make Sam do that, since it was his idea. But Sam wasn't fazed. He was so excited about not having to hind anything from Dean anymore. At least that was all that had him excited but Johnny knew it was also the idea he was going to be an uncle. Sam adored children but he rarely got the chance to interact with them. She was also pretty sure he would volunteer without hesitation to babysit her child.

She sighed and lifted her hand to her stomach, where her baby was growing. Of course it wasn't flat like other wives around the neighborhood. They were the wives of business men, soldiers, lawyers, and surgeons. They had a wealthy lifestyle, with two or three kids. They had to be seen in public with their husbands and they had gotten used to this but not Johnny. Dean had recently gotten the position of CEO of an auto company and he was so happy. He got a very generous raise and had more free time on his hands then he could have wished for. He spent most of his time with Johnny or his family but lately he had gotten in rebuilding old cars.

Dean was made for this life, not her. She knew what the other wives said behind her back. They drooled when Dean was around and they couldn't believe he would ever settle for someone like Johnny. She didn't have a beautiful model like body; she was curvy, not enough to be considered fat but also not enough to have a flat stomach or a tiny waist.

Dean constantly told her she was beautiful and that she was better than any other woman in the world. This helped Johnny ignore all the comments on the streets. To her, if her husband accepted how she was, she didn't need the approval of anyone else and now that she was going to have a baby with him, made her immensely happy. She knew that tomorrow when she told him the truth, would be the happiest moment of their lives.

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"Let me look at you sweetie," Mary Winchester she said softly. Johnny turned in a circle to show her mother-in-law her dress.

It was lace covered and white, with the hem of the dress stopping halfway of her thigh. Johnny usually didn't wear skin tight dresses like this one, but Mary had chosen especially for her and the dress accentuated her curves the right way. Mary had also curled her dark brown hair and shaped it so it fell in a waterfall like style over her shoulder.

Johnny smiled as she look at herself in the mirror. "I love it, Mary! Thank you so much," she said as she turned to hug the blond woman. Mary hugged her back then pulled her back by the shoulder to look at her once more.

"Dean is truly lucky to find someone like you," she smiled gently. Then she burst into laughter. "To tell you the truth, I thought Dean was never going to settle down!" Johnny joined her. Dean never settling down? How was that possible, when he could have any woman he ever wanted? But Johnny knew why. Dean would never just settle for anyone, no that person would have to make him truly happy with just their mere presence. At times, Johnny couldn't even believe, she was the one that could accomplish that. That was why it took Dean so long to convince her to go out with him.

"Thank you," she smiled at her. Mary was a fierce woman. God help anyone who ever decided to mess with her boys. Johnny, when first meeting her had thought, the older blonde woman would not accept her as her eldest son's girlfriend. So it surprised her very much when Mary was the one already excited about marrying them off. Johnny remembered all of Mary's hints and schemes to get them to consider getting married soon and giving her grandchildren. She also knew that, apart from Dean, Mary would be the happiest person in the world to know she was going to get her first grandchild.

At times Johnny thought that Mary already knew, that she was only faking her ignorance. She had first gotten her suspicions when after a few days Sam found out, Mary quit pestering Dean and Johnny over the topic of kids. Also, whenever Mary and Sam were in the same room, Sammy never looked more terrified.

Still Mary kept quiet, most likely wanting Johnny to reveal it at her own time and for that she was grateful.

A soft knock was heard from the door. Both women turned just in time to see Dean peeking inside. Once he saw them, he gave them his signature smile where his eyes crinkled. Johnny smiled back. Dean's smile would always be a sure thing to fill her stomach with butterflies.

He closed the distance between them in a few strides, took her face in his hands and kissed her. Johnny knew she had gotten a little too into the kiss when soon enough she heard throats being cleared.

They both drew apart, Dean wrapping his arm around Johnny's waist and turned them to look behind them. Johnny noticed for the first time, he was wearing a suit. Sam was at the door with a disgusted face and a similar suit as his brother while Mary looked like she couldn't decide whether to go for the stern mother or the happy best friend wearing a lovely teal dress that cascaded to her ankles.

She lightly hit her son's shoulder. "Boy, don't you know how to say hello to your mother?"

Dean studied her. "You're right what was I thinking?" He let go of Johnny and picked up his mother, spinning her around. When he put her back down he planted a sloppy kiss on her cheek. "Hi, mom."

Mary only gracefully wiped her cheek, saying nothing but the smirk playing across her lips, told them that was exactly the hello she wanted.

Once again Sam cleared his throat. Everyone turned to look at him. He chuckled. "Not to ruin the mood, but we do have a party to go to."

Dean slapped his forehead. "Oh right the party! Well ladies, let's be on our way," he smirked as he offered both his arms to the two most important women in his life.

"Yeah we better go, I heard a lot of good things are going to happen at this party," Sam yawned as he looked at his nails. Both Dean and Johnny froze. "We wouldn't want any surprises to be ruined now would we?"

Before Johnny could react, Dean was dragging Sam by the tie he was wearing out to where the cars were. They could not hear anything from where Johnny and Mary found themselves but they knew Dean was chewing Sam out.

"What was all that about?" Johnny asked rather concerned about the well-being of her brother-in-law, although at the moment, hearing his little jokes about surprises almost gave her satisfaction that Dean was scolding him.

Mary chuckled. "Well, I really didn't want to ruin the surprise but, I guess you might as well know since you have a much better one," she said pointingly at Johnny, who tried to cover her flustered face. Of course Mary, would know what was really going on. "Dean got you an anniversary present, and since he forced Sam into going with him, Sammy has been getting back at him by dropping hints around you. Unfortunately for him, you were too preoccupied with your own thoughts you didn't even notice them."

Johnny stared at her. "Anniversary present?" she whispered. Mary frowned. "What is it?"

"I forgot to pick up his present."

It was then Dean came back in, wearing a triumphant grin. Sam came in behind him dusting off dirt from his suit.

"You ladies, ready to go?" grumbled Sam.

"Actually, my dad is coming to get me," Johnny lied.

"Your dad is going?" Dean asked looking a little uneasy.

"Yes, my dad is going," she said annoyed. Dean didn't like her father any more than her father did Dean. They could never get along, and when they were rarely put together, God help the poor soul that found themselves between the constant bickering and childish fights of the two big 5 year olds. Johnny had learned a long time ago, that there was nothing in the world that could bring her husband and her father together as a family but she had made them both promise that for her sake they would at least try to be civilized and not try to get at each other's throats.

He gave it some thought. "Are you sure you don't just want to leave with us? Or we could drop you off if you like?" he almost pleaded to her. Pleading her to accept his offer with his wide green eyes.

She shook her head. "He wants to bring me some stuff, so I wouldn't have to make more trips to bring them over, besides I'm not ready yet."

Dean frowned. "We can wait." Sam groaned. "We can wait. And we will if that's what you want," Dean repeated.

Johnny took his face in her hands. "No honey, it's alright, you guys go and I'll meet you there all right?" She kissed him softly. "You just better be on your best behavior until I get there, you understand me?"

Dean nodded. "Yes, ma'am."

She chuckled and turned him toward the door. "Then, I will see you later."

Mary and Sam made their way to Dean's car and got in, with Dean trailing behind. When he got to the driver's side he turned to wave at his wife, who was standing at the front door, and got in. Then they drove off leaving Johnny behind.

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"Remind me again, why I am going to lie to your husband? Not that I am against that, it's just I wouldn't want the wrong thing to slip, these things are very complicated," Johnny's father rambled on.

"Dad," she tried to interject.

"If it's an affair, you could always get divorced, I am not against that either. I know a few guys that could even get rid of him, free of charge, they owe me any way," he continued.

"Dad! Will you please stop!" she finally shouted through the phone.

At first there was just silence and then: "Well Darling, if you have something better to do with him by all means go ahead."

Johnny wanted to hit her head against a wall. "No, dad it's not like that."

"It's not?" He sounded devastated.

"No," she sighed ", I just need you to stay home a little later, while I go get Dean's present. I forgot to pick it up earlier and that you were going to take me was the best excuse I could come up with, for him to leave me here. So, when I'm done I'll go over to your place and then we'll go."

"So you're not leaving him?" Johnny could practically taste the disappointment in his voice.

Before she could respond, her father sighed. "I may only be your adopted father, but it still hurts me to see how you're throwing away your life." Again, Johnny had the urge to just hang up on him.

If almost as he sensed what she was about to do, he once again spoke up. "Alright, alright love but only because I love you, I will go along with this plan of yours," his tone of voice making it seem as he had given all hope up.

She smiled. She would expect no more from the man who had raised her. If it were anyone else, what he said went, but she always managed to get behind his mask, where he did to please.

"Thank you."

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Johnny drove up to the semi-abandoned auto shop. It was not a luxurious, top of its game shop, but it was humble and you could find there, what you had given up on finding. It had been a few weeks before their anniversary when Johnny knew what she wanted to get Dean. He was currently rebuilding one of his all-time favorite old cars, but there was one piece, essential for that specific car that Dean found himself unable to finish it, much to his dismay. Dean, was now surrounded by up to date models, none of the which carried the final piece he needed, but Johnny had found it. She spent her time memorizing the piece to make sure it was exactly what he needed.

She finally found the shop, which was the only place that still carried those pieces around where they lived. They still had to order more, but Johnny didn't care, she had found something that would make Dean happy and that was all she needed.

She got out of her car and headed towards the shop. The bell over the main door rang loudly, as Johnny pushed her way inside. A head with a baseball cap popped from over the aisles.

"Johnny! I thought you weren't coming back!" shouted a gruff voice.

She smiled. She adored Bobby. He had a rough shell around him, but once you were able to crack it, he one so gentle and kind. He had a wife named Ellen and he took in her daughter Jo but since Ellen owned a bar a few miles away she was rarely over to help Bobby in his shop. Jo often alternated but mostly spent her time with her mom.

"Of course I came back," laughed Johnny. When she had made her way to the front counter, she found Bobby tinkering with some auto part. "Did you find it?"

Bobby sent her a glare. "Of course I found it, what do you take me for? An idjit?"

Johnny laughed at his insult. She was pretty sure he had made that up and it was the insult he used the majority of the time.

"I knew I could count on you, Bobby."

His face melted and he returned her smile. "Let me get it for you," he said as he went to the back racks. He returned with a medium sized box. "In here is all you need. I even threw in a little extra something that I'm sure Dean will love."

Johnny's grin grew. "Thank you so much Bobby!" She exclaimed. She went around the counter to hug him. He chuckled. "All right, young lady, shouldn't you be on your way to your anniversary party?"

She face-palmed. Of course she had to get to the party, what on Earth was she thinking.

"You're right, Bobby, I need to go," she stated as she ran back to the other side of the counter, almost slipping because of her heels. Once she was there she turned once more to Bobby, who was trying to hold in his laughter.

"Why don't you come? I would love to have you there! And I know Dean would too," she asked politely. She knew what he would respond, but she could still hope.

"Well kid," he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. "I'm not even dressed for the occasion. Plus I'm sure Ellen and Jo won't take it too kindly to me leaving just like that."

"They can come too," countered Johnny.

"Kid-" Bobby began when she interrupted him. "It's because of John isn't it?"

He sighed. "He and I… we aren't on good terms at the moment."

She nodded. She knew he didn't want to talk about it, so she decided to just let the subject go.

"Well, I can't thank you enough, for this. I owe you!" She yelled as she headed for the door.

"As sure as hell you do!" He yelled back.

"See you soon!" was her only response.

Once outside, she began her way towards her car. The air around her seemed chillier than it had been before. She hugged Dean's long coat, which she had found in the backseat, tighter around herself, trying to shield herself from the wind.

She was halfway there, when she heard the chanting. It was low at first, but as it gained rhythm, it also grew louder. Johnny stopped and looked around for the source of the sound. There was no one in sight. And other than the wind, the strange chanting was the only sound she heard. She shrugged it off and continued her way but the as the voices changed, her curiosity grew. She stopped once more. From where she stood, she could see a faint glow coming from behind the abandoned warehouses. The neighborhood, where she was one that was mostly abandoned. Except for a few shops, there were no houses, no more stores or people. Just silence and abandoned warehouses.

She checked her watch. It would take her a little more than 45 minutes to get back home then 15 minutes for her dad to come pick her up. The sun was already setting and the party would start in another hour and a half.

Before she knew it, her curiosity had won over her better judgment. She jogged as much as she could, towards the voices and lights. Every time she passed a warehouse, they grew brighter and louder but she still did not see any more than lights. She continued until she almost reached the end, where the trees began. She knew she had to stop there and get back. Johnny retraced her steps but when she was halfway through, she caught a glimpse of a warehouse semi-opened. From under the door, flickering candle lights were seen.

She started in that direction. As she grew closer, the voices began to dim. She reached the side door first and silently entered. She walked around without direction, mindlessly navigating her way through the hallways. Finally she found one where at the end of it, there was light.

Johnny went as quietly as she could in that way. A voice in her head warned her to get out, but she ignored it. She peeked around the corner of the hallway to see exactly what was going on.

In the middle of an enormous space stood six figures. They were all dressed in ordinary clothes, and they looked around the ages of 30 or 31. They were in a formation of a circle around an altar, which had a large bowl in the middle, a voluminous book on one side and several jars on the other.

She crept a little closer to listen more closely, hiding behind several boxes piled together. She strained her ears to listen.

"We did something wrong! This should have worked, so something must have been messed up!" a woman spoke up.

"No," another voice, another woman, growled. "We did it right, we are just missing something. Bring me the book."

Another person, a guy, moved to bring her the large book. The woman he handed it to, started to turn the pages of the book frantically. Soon she stopped at the page she wanted.

"We need a sacrifice," she stated flatly as she finished reading.

"We have made several sacrifices but none of them have worked," another man said.

"Yes, but think about it. We did everything right except for one thing. The sacrifice, we thought any person would do, but most of these require a specific victim. A virgin," she sneered. No one answered her.

Johnny's eyes widened. A virgin? Were they talking about human sacrifice? Was this some type of a satanic ritual? If these people were considering making human sacrifices, then she needed to get as far away from there as possible. She began to slowly back away, so she would not make a sound. Once she was closer to the end of the hallway, she turned to leave but instead she found herself face to face with one of the six that were standing in the middle. She had been so engrossed in the conversation she had failed to see that one of them had slipped away, walking next to the wall, and heading towards her.

He grabbed her roughly by the shoulders, leading her towards the others, calling out ", Hey, I think I found our sacrifice."

Johnny trashed to get free. They wouldn't really believe that right? That some random woman that found herself there, was also by coincidence a virgin?

The woman, who was still holding the book, smirked with an evil glint in her eye. "See this is a sign! Our master sent her to us, because this is what we needed!"

And they actually believed she was a virgin.

"NO!" screamed Johnny. "I'm not a virgin! I'm-" but she was cut off when the woman slapped her.

"Quiet, sacrifice. You were sent to us for a reason and you will fulfill it," her voice shocked Johnny. How could she have gotten herself into this?

The woman turned and went to the small table. She drew out a long knife from a piece of cloth.

No, Johnny would not let this happen to her, especially not now.

She jammed her elbow as hard as she could into the stomach of the man holding her. His grip loosed enough that she could get out and kicked him hard to the ground. She then ran in the opposite direction of her attackers, when one of them stepped in her way. She turned once more in a different direction.

Running directly into the waiting knife.

The woman supported Johnny's body, as she gently lowered her to the ground.

Johnny coughed up blood. The other woman looked her in the eyes and whispering in her ear ", you can rest now."

Johnny tried to keep her eyes open but in the end they were closed for her. Her last thought was that she never got to tell Dean the truth.

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