A special story for min voster DeansTrueGirl.
I was sleeping like the dead when my phone rang startling me awake. Since most evil had died down we were all at our respective homes. Jessica and Dean in the deep south, Melinda and Sam near the Great Lakes, and me and Neal were in my mansion just outside of Manhattan (the one place outside of his radius where Neal could go).
I reached for my phone on the bedside table groaning as I checked the caller ID. Jessica. At two in the morning. I pressed the green button.
"This better be damned important," I growled into the receiver.
"I'M PREGNANT!" she squealed making me toss my phone away from my ear. I glanced over at Neal, now awake as well. He glanced at me and yawned.
"Big news I hear," he muttered.
"The biggest. They have been trying for a long time," I explained, in absolute nonchalance, reaching for the phone.
"You can't fathom the depths of my joy for you…at two in the bloody morning," I said.
"I'm sorry," she squeaked.
"Not until I see you next," I muttered.
"Oh you wouldn't hit a pregnant woman," she snickered.
"Don't test me," I monotoned. Silence on the other end of the line.
"K well I'll talk to you tomorrow!" she sing-songed and hung up.
"I wonder if she knows it is tomorrow?" Neal asked, as I placed the phone on the dresser beside me. I shrugged in response.
"I swear if she calls back I am going to throw the phone through the window," I grumbled. Neal chuckled.
"You think I am joking…" I said.
"I know you aren't that's why it is so funny," he replied.
I rolled my eyes, "Shut up and go back to sleep." He smiled and cradled me closer.
"Yes, milady."
000
The next morning while Neal and I were dressing for the day, the scent of breakfast cooking wafted to my nose. I was weaving my hair into a braid when the scent of greasy bacon met my sharp demon senses. I usually loved the scent of bacon but this morning I felt myself turning green. I jumped up from my vanity and ran to the bathroom collapsing in front of the toilet, barfing up what little of my supper I still had on my stomach.
Neal dashed in behind me holding my hair back over my shoulder as my body shuddered with the force of the heaving of my stomach. I braced myself against the porcelain as the wracking finally slowed and ceased.
"Are you okay?" he asked, pulling me up into his arms.
"I don't know," I said shaking. "I think the smell of the bacon set something off. Tell them to stop cooking it immediately," I ordered. Neal nodded and ran out to the hall where he got one of the servants to go stop the cooks and another to fetch a druid healer who specialized in my type of people, half demons. He came back in and picked me up carrying me back to bed and stroking my long hair out of the way.
"The healer will be here soon, Lindsey," he murmured gently.
"Damn, Neal, I am sick not dying," I growled.
"I know but-"
"No but's I am gonna be okay it isn't like I came home from a fight with half my guts hanging out. Quit being so damn protective," I said feeling tears forming in my eyes. Wait. Tears. I hadn't cried since my parents deaths.
"Well that's weird," I said wiping at my eyes. Suddenly realization dawned on Neal's face.
"Lindsey, do you think…?"
"What?"
"You could be…?"
"Spit it out!" I growled.
"Pregnant," he muttered. I paled.
"Really?"
"Is it possible?" he asked taking her hand. I sat there thinking my heart pounding.
"Let's wait until the Healers get here," I said. "I-I want to be positive."
Neal nodded in agreement and stood to go wait at the door for the healer. I grabbed his hand and he turned back to me.
"Sit with me?" I asked. "I- I'm scared."
His face softened and he sat with me on the bed, cradling me in his arms, "Of course."
000
The healer looked me over while Neal sat beside the bed nervously stroking my hand.
"It's gonna be alright," he said. I bit my lip and nodded.
"I am just scared."
"I know," he responded, kissing her softly. We sat there a moment while the Healer made her analysis. I was beyond nervous and I knew that was going to interfere with the readings but I couldn't help it.
After a while she stood and made her way to the scrying bowls. I bit my lip as she poured the water and her eyes clouded over. It meant that there was some reason to look into the future.
Sometime later she returned and bowed lightly, "Many congratulations, Majesty, you and your husband are expecting a young heir."
At first I was shocked… and scared… then I looked at Neal who had this shocked but blissful look on his face and I knew that this was our baby and I wanted it. We both wanted it.
I looked up at Neal, "So who we gonna tell first?" I asked smirking.
Okay so here is the first chapter. I hope you liked it Deans True Girl. In the next chapter there is like a ton more you and Dean so never fear.