"Dean she'll be fine, she always is!" Sam said, trying to calm his brother down as they raced to the hospital after Rebecca had called them. "We could get there too late, we're two states away! What if she..." Dean said but Sam interrupted "She won't.". Dean pushed the gas pedal to the floor, trying to get there as fast as he could. Dean and Sam made it there the next morning, but they were too late. They went into Emma's room, her eyes were shut, and she looked so peaceful. ⌠I▓m sorry I wasn't there for you Emma." Dean said while brushing a stray strand of hair out of her face. "I'm gonna go see how Rebecca is doing." Sam said turning to walk out of the room. "Wait, I'll come with you." Dean said "Ok." Sam said. Dean glanced back at Emma and sighed, then he walked out of the room. They saw Rebecca standing in the hall, almost in tears. She looked up and saw Dean and Sam, they quickly walked over to her. She was looking through the window of the nursery. "Which one is he?" Dean asked. Rebecca pointed to the baby in the third row, the tag on his bassinet read "Baby Jackson". "That's your grandson." she said, she was so happy a couple of tears fell down her cheek. "Has she named him yet?" Sam asked. "No, not yet. She fell asleep about 20 minutes after he was born." Rebecca said. The nurse in the nursery picked him up and carried him over to the window. All three of them smiled looking at him. "Well Sammy, he's way too handsome to have any of your looks." Dean said, smirking at his little brother. Sam rolled his eyes and looked back at his great nephew. "I'm going to go check on Emma." Rebecca said, walking back down the hall. "What do you think she's going to name him?" Dean asked. "I don't know. She didn't really tell us what names she had in mind." Sam said. Rebecca came walking back down the hall "Guys, she's awake.". Dean and Sam got one last look at Emma's son, then went to her room.

"Hey Em." Dean said, walking over to her and giving her a hug. Sam gave her a hug too, and then took a seat. "How ya feeling?" Sam asked. "Do you really want me to answer that?" Emma chuckled. "On second thought, no." Sam said. Everyone shared a laugh. There was a knock on the door. "Come in." Emma said. A nurse came in, holding Emma's son. Emma was overcome with joy as the nurse handed him to her. "He's an adorable baby." the nurse said. "Thank-you" Emma said. The nurse walked back out, and everyone had their eyes fixed on Emma and the baby. "So what are you going to name him?" Dean asked. "I don't know. I haven't decided yet." Emma said, running her finger down her son's sleeping face. "Andrew is my favorite. I just have to decide on a middle name.". "Andrew Jackson? A little presidential don't you think?" Dean said. "Actually, Winchester is going to be his last name." Emma said. "Really?" Sam said. "Well I couldn't decide whether to name him after you, or dad. So I figured Winchester would honor both of you." Emma smiled at her father and uncle. "All I need now is a middle name." she said. "What about Austin?" Rebecca said, thinking out loud. "Andrew Austin Winchester." Emma said, looking down at her son "I think it fits." she smiled. "You like that?" she asked her son. He just sneezed "I'll take that as a yes." Dean said.

4 Years Later

Emma was in her motel cleaning up Andrew's toys that were spread sporadically around the room. Emma looked up at her four year old, blonde haired, hazel eyed son asleep on one of the beds. He was clinging tight to his green stuffed dinosaur, named Charlie. His grandpa had given it to him for his second birthday, Andy was practically inseparable from it. After Emma had put all of the toys in Andy's bag, she started to pack up her clothes in her bag. Andy rolled over and faced Emma. He stretched out and opened his eyes. "Good morning handsome." Emma said. "Good morning mama." he said climbing out of his bed. "Go and dressed baby, we have a long drive." Emma said. "Ok." he said, he went over to his bag and pulled out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with an impala logo on it then went into the bathroom to change. Emma got their bags and went and threw them into the back of her SUV. Andrew came outside, Charlie tucked safely under his arm. "Ready to go?" Emma asked, putting her hand on top of his head and running it through his hair. "Yeah!" he said, smiling up at his mom. "Go buckle yourself in." Emma said. Andy opened the door to the car and buckled himself into his car seat. After shutting the back door Emma climbed into the driver's seat and cranked the car. "All buckled in?" she turned back and looked at Andy. He nodded his head. "Ok." Emma said. She put the car in reverse and pulled out of the motel parking lot.

Emma looked down at the clock on her radio it was flashing 10:57. She turned around in her seat and back at Andrew, who's head was slumped against the side of his car seat. She unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. She went around to the backseat and opened it up, and unbuckled Andy from his car seat. She cradled him over her shoulder and tried to quietly close the door to. She grabbed his bag out of teh back of the car and then went inside the Roadhouse.

Jo was wiping down the counter after a long day. "Hey Em." she said, setting down the rag and walking over to her. "Hey Jo." Emma said. Jo took a look at Andy draped over Emma's shoulder "I remember when you were that size." Jo said "God, i'm old." she finished with a laugh. ". "I think being a mom makes you that way. How is Spencer?" Emma asked, laying Andy down on the couch. "He's in college. They grow up so fast don't they." Jo said. "You're not kidding. It's like yesterday he was born, then I blinked and he was four years old." Emma said. "I definatly know that feeling." Jo said. "This place seems so empty. What exactly happened to Ash again?" Emma asked as Jo poured her a drink. "Let's just say it involved a six pack of beer and a hot vampire." Jo said, she couldn't help but smile. "Atleast he died happy, sort of." Emma said. "To Ash." Jo said lifting her glass in a toast. "To Ash." Emma said. They clinked their glasses together and drank. Emma glanced at her watch "I gotta get going, the supernatural never sleeps." Emma said setting her glass down on the counter. "Thanks for watching him Jo." she said. "It's no problem." Jo said, waving. Emma waved back and then walked back outside to her car.