Super Surprises

Author's Note: Hope you like it!

2 years later…

Chapter One: What the Hell?

Erica awoke to two little bodies jumping on her. Her 9 year old daughter Lily, and her one year old son Jayson were both jumping up and down. "Hey, Hey! Momma's awake now. Okay?" She ticked Jayson until he got off. Lily would be harder, of course. She kissed her repeatedly until she stopped.

"Momma, you have to work today?" she asked, following her into the kitchen.

Erica nodded, as she brought Jayson onto a hip. "Later. Aunt Shawna is watching y'all for the day." Lily grimaced openly, and Erica saw her reflection in the marble countertop. "Lily Swanson. You know I have to go. I have to work the bar, then I have a local hunt I have to help Uncle Mike on." Lily nodded, and looked away.

Erica knew exactly how Lily felt; it had been her once upon a time. But, she knew what she had to do. She hunted through both of her pregnancies and she'd continue until she was 80 and grey. It was in her blood, and the only constant in her life until the birth of her children.

She dressed into a pair of booty jeans that she hadn't worn in 2 years, and a nice little top that said "HOT MOMMA" on it. She'd gotten it as a joke Mother's Day gift from her sister a while back. Erica brushed her hair, and pulled it into a low ponytail. She felt sexy for the first time in a long time.

Erica had worked in the bar since she was a kid. Her kids even helped out. Her father had owned the bar until his heart attack years previously. Her mother had been the Hunter, and her dad thought that there needed to be some sort of steady income. So, he naturally opened a bar. Erica cleaned off the table top, when she saw a familiar black car out in the parking lot. Her heart swam up to her throat, and she quickly checked her reflection in the mirror.

She saw two shadowy figures exit the car, and come in the building. Erica cleaned off the counter, and told Lily to get some things from the back and to take Jayson with her. Lily agreed, and led her little brother to the back to play some kind of game involving cleaning up. Then, there he was. Along with someone else.

A guy who looked similar but different from him. Dean came in the bar, and our eyes met. "Erica…" I smiled, "Long time no see." I said, putting a hand on my slender hip.

He grinned, and sat down at the counter. "This is my brother, Sam." I smiled at him. Sam gave Dean a funny look. "This is Erica. We kinda had…a…" "We had sex." Erica said, rolling her eyes in response to Dean's stammering.

"Erica Swanson. Nice to meet you, Sam. Dean told me a lot about you."

After a few minutes of awkward small talk, Lily came in from the back without Jayson.

"Momma? We got the back cleaned up." she said, and Erica whipped around.

"Lil, where's your brother?" she asked, ignoring Dean's shocked expression.

"He fell asleep in the middle of cleaning." she answered, eyeing Dean. "Dean, this is my daughter Lily. Lily, this is my friend Dean and his brother Sam."

Lily walked over. "Hi…"she looked at Dean and then back to Erica. Erica then went to the back, and left Lily out there with them.

Sam tried to make small talk with the somewhat silent Lily. Lily didn't like Dean already, because she knew there was a connection between Dean, Erica and Jayson. Erica came back in with a sleeping boy in her arms. "Hey, what can I get you to drink?" she asked, around the kid. Sam shook his head, and held out his arms for Jayson out of politeness.

She smiled tiredly, and handed him over. Sam patted Jayson's back, as he watched Lily get stony-faced and walk out of the room. Erica's head followed Lily as she walked. "Lily's 9. I didn't tell you about her because you never asked." she answered Dean's unsaid questions. Sam looked at the tiny boy's face, and then his face lightened with recognition. "Erica, how old is he?"

Erica turned away, and looked at the floor. "He's about a year old." Dean looked up, "What? What the hell?"

"That night…Dean, I got pregnant. And we had a son. That son. His name is Jayson. He looks almost exactly like you. Except for the hair. It's all mine." she laughed.

Sam and Dean exchanged looks, and then Dean held out his arms for Jayson. Sam let him have him, and Dean couldn't tear his eyes away from him. It was the last member of the Winchester family.

Dean's flesh and blood…Jayson…

"Does he know about me?"

"Yes. Lily does, too. That's why she doesn't like you. She thinks you hurt me."

Dean looked down, "I did."

Erica looked shocked.