"Hurry! Get her to the emergency room!"

"What's going on!"

"Please sir, this is serious, we'll let you know as soon as we do!"

"That's my wife, I want to know now!"

"Mr. Winchester, we need you to have a seat so we can help your wife and child!"

Dean punched the wall in anger. He put his hands behind his head and paced the tiny waiting room across from the emergency room. He could see nurses and doctors rushing about in the room, worried looks on their faces. A doctor walked out of the room and approached Dean.

"Mr. Winchester?" he asked.

"It's Dean."

"Dean, I need some information if we're going to help your wife."

"Ya, what do want?" replied Dean, scared for his family. It had taken so long for Dean to finally settle down after killing the demon that destroyed his family. He didn't know what to do with himself. Finally, he found himself a pretty girl and they got married. After just three months of marriage, they were going to have their first child. Now, his dream for a happy family was falling apart.

"What time did your wife start having contractions?" asked the doctor.

"2:00 a.m." replied Dean, "Her mom told us that we didn't have to rush to the hospital, the labour would take a while! We came as soon as we could! It's only been an hour! What's going on!"

"Mr. Winchester, Dean, you do understand that your wife has gone into premature labour, she's not due for another month and a half." asked the doctor.

"Yes, I do." replied Dean.

"Well, premature labours require more caution than labours that are closer to the mothers due date." explained the doctor.

"Doctor, tell me what the hell is going on!" Dean yelled.

"Your wife has gone into a coma of sorts, caused by the shock of something. Possibly the pain of labour or the earliness of the labour. She is unresponsive." the doctor said slowly.

"Oh my God!" breathed Dean moving towards the emergency room, " You have to help her!"

"Please Sir, you can't go in there." said the doctor, moving in front of Dean.

"I have to see her!"

Machines in the emergency room started going crazy, lights flashing and beeping that would drive you crazy, but all Dean could think about was Jennifer, lying in the bed, carrying his baby.

A nurse opened the door, " Doctor, we need you in here!"

Dean tried to push his way through the door after the doctor.

"Security!" yelled the doctor. Two men in uniforms rushed to grab Dean. The doctor entered the emergency room. Dean couldn't see what they were doing as he tried to fight off secrurity. Sam arrived in the hall and ran to Dean, pushing the security guards off of his brother.

"What's happening, Dean!" asked Sam, sounding worried.

"I don't know!" Dean replied before entering the emergency room.

"Doctor..." started Dean.

The doctor looked up at Dean, sympathy in his eyes. Dean could hear a baby crying in the back of the room, but he could not see it.

"Time of birth, 3:11 a.m." the doctor looked down at Jennifer," Time of death, 3:12 a.m."