Darkness Knows many names but only one remains echoing through the fiery pits of hell. It gets stirred up with the ashes and Drowned out by the screams. Dean Winchester is the darkness's favorite name.

Chapter One.

The hectic city of New York rumbled through Dean's apartment walls 'causing him to wake abruptly from the nightmare that played out inside of his head. With sweat bedding on his forehead and confusion erupting inside of his brain, he quickly took a few deep breaths trying to grasp reality before Hailey woke up. Dean glanced down at her still figure and as a natural reaction he carefully placed his hand on her chest, checking for a sign of life. Satisfied with her heart beat he slowly pulled up her shirt and smiled at the sight.

"Good Morning Baby." Dean whispered to Her stomach. Hailey's eyes fluttered open and with a dazed look on her face she grabbed for Deans hand. "Are you okay?" He asked his alarming tone brought reality back to Hailey. She annoyingly exhaled and nodded her head. "Sorry, I keep having the same dream over and over again." Her raspy voice was from the lack of sleep she's been getting. "I just Cant seem to figure out the guy in my dream," Hailey complained pondering for a moment. "What does he look like?" Dean asked.

Hailey closed her eyes and rubbed her temples. "I'm stuck in a white room and there's a crib in the corner and I make my way over and peer into it. There's a little baby girl with your green eyes and the biggest smile starring up at me. I go to pick her up but something always stops me from doing so, I turn around and I see a shadow in the corner across from me. Only its not a shadow at all it's a man or some kind of monster. He has no face, no features, just a tall black figure." She explained now cupping her belly.

" I call for you but you never come. The man steps close to me and sends me flying to the ceiling and from up there I watch as he leans over the crib and the baby begins to cry then before I can save her the crib catches fire and I wake up." Hailey finally opens her eyes to see Dean grimace at the words she just spoke. "what's wrong dean?" she asked. "Your dream sounds more like a nightmare and realistic one at that." Hailey didn't understand so she Ignored his input. "It's only a nightmare, I'm probably having the same recurring dream because I'm scared I'm going to be a bad mother." her laugh was hollow and deans heart began to speed up.

"Your going to be a great mother, Sweetheart." Dean leaned in for a kiss. "your going to be a great daddy." she quietly confirmed into his ear before he sat up. For some odd reason this scared dean. He jumped out of the bed and ran his hands through his hair. "I'm going to make some breakfast, anything you'd like me to cook?" He asked with a grin. Hailey could feel the tension stiffen. She shrugged and let her eyes fall to her stomach. "What's wrong?" He asked leaning against the door frame.

"I'm Okay, I'm just not hungry." Hailey told him. Dean began to laugh. "what's so funny?" she demanded. "I know your lying because You are always hungry." Hailey smiled soon joining in with his fits of laughter. Her brown eyes bounced when she starred back up at him and with a flip of her long caramel brown hair she inhaled deeply and said. "well in that case I would like some of your special eggs and bacon." Dean smiled. "Your wish is my command." with that he turned to enter the kitchen.

After nine months of being out eaten never fails to amuse him. "Don't look at me like that I'm eating for two." Hailey always said. Dean smiled and patiently waited until she finished to pick up her plate. "I was thinking we could walk to the park for some fresh air." Dean suggested placing the plates in the sink. Hailey slowly stood up and made her way to ward dean. "Let me do the dishes." she offered trying to push Dean out of the way. "No baby I got this why don't you go get dressed." He told her taking the dish soap from her hands. "Dean I'm pregnant not disabled." she said reaching for a dish.

Dean was quick to grab that as well. "Dean Winchester hand me the Plate." Hailey demanded one hand on her hip and the other outs tended. Dean's green eyes burned into hers. "I said I would do it." He reminded. Hailey opened her mouth to argue but was cut short when a sharp pain in her lower stomach shot across her belly. She leaned forward using the counter for support. Dean threw the dishes back into the sink and helped keep Hailey from falling.

"Is it time?" Dean panicked and before she could reassure she was okay, he ran for the diaper bag they packed ahead of time. Hailey couldn't help but laugh at his anxiety. Dean's arms were full by the time he came back to the Kitchen, adrenaline pumping. He had the diaper bag hanging from one arm and extra clothes and shoes in the other. Dean suddenly stopped and stared at Hailey with confusion. "It's false labor pains, I'm okay." she informed him. Relief crossed Deans face and he dropped everything in his arms. "I think I'm having a heart attack." He teased falling to the ground and putting his head between his knees.

A knock on the door caught their attention. Dean gave Hailey an alarmed look before quietly making his way to the door. Before he could get five feet to the door, it swung open. Hailey covered her mouth to stifle a scream once she saw Dean pull out his hand gun and aim. Sam held his hands up and slowly tiptoed inside. "don't shoot, I'm not armed." Sam confessed with a smug grin on his face when he realized how scared Dean looked. "I could have killed you Sammie." He fumed putting his gun up.

Hailey giggled and waddled toward Sam,. "How's my little nephew doing?" He asked bending down and touching her stomach. "It's going to be a girl." Dean said. "I thought you guys were going to wait until after the baby was born to find out the sex." Sam wondered. "we didn't find out the sex yet but I think it's a girl and Hailey keeps dreaming about a girl so.." Hailey shuttered when dean mentioned her dream. "are you okay?" Sam asked. "I'm fine just pregnant and ready to pop this precious thing out already." she breathed suddenly overwhelmed with exhaustion.

Dean lead her to the couch. "so what brings you over here unannounced?" Dean asked as Sam sat across from him. "I actually have a job for you." He explained. "Oh No I told you once the baby is born I no longer hunt." Dean stated waving his hands in front of his face. "Exactly the baby isn't here yet and I really need you on this one." Sam objected watching Hailey's worried face glance at Dean's. "Dean, I don't want you to hunt with me but I need you on this one." Sam confessed. A sudden urge to punch Sam powered over him. "what kind of job is it?" Hailey asked lightly touching Dean's shoulder. "for the past three weeks people have been having nightmares repetitively and then within the first week of their nightmare, they come true." Sam said. "How do you know what they were dreaming?" Serena asked feeling uncomfortable now. "There husbands are the one who gets to witness it and every single one of them tell me about a dream and next thing you know they die the same way they would in their dream." He explained.

Hailey felt as if Sam took the strength from her and Dean could feel this. "Are you okay?" He asked tucking a piece of blonde hair behind her ear. Hailey didn't want to scare the two of them but deep down she knew that Sam came here as a warning. "I think we should walk and talk about this later." she changed the subject …. To be continued….