Oh, Dean
Sam and Bobby watched the sisters from the door. They had spent the last six weeks whispering in the dark room.
Lily would give her a list of items and Lola would run to get whatever it was she needed. Meanwhile Dean had barely left the room himself. When Lily wasn't feeding Lucy he was carrying 'Mini me' around. That was his nick name for the baby.
Jo was patient. She told them he needed time with his daughter. She knew he loved her. Dean had told her. Ellen agreed she should let him bond with his daughter.
"Something is up with those two." Bobby muttered.
Dean had fallen asleep on the pallet he made on the floor. Lily was writing another list.
They closed on the house a month ago. Dean hated it. He said it looked like sunshine. Still, Lily had an army of hunters working spells to protect it. They dug up the yard and welded out a giant iron devils trap on the five acres.
"She came up with a brilliant plan." Sam whispered.
"That's what I'm worried about." They walked down the hall to his den. "She's got that boy so tied up in knots he can't tell whether he's coming or going."
"Maybe this is the way it's supposed to be." Sam sat in the nearest chair. "Maybe we need to step back and let this play out."
"You mean let the chips fall where they may? So to speak." Bobby poured two scotches.
"Lily is pissed at him, but she's smart. She has resources that none of us can touch. Hell, Rufus is out there, in the middle of the night painting her house. How many times have we called Rufus and he told us it wasn't his problem? She called him and he was here the next day."
"Where does that leave Jo?"
"If Jo wants Dean she's going to need to fight smart." Sam didn't think she could do it. He wanted his brother with his child and if that meant taking Lily then he could do worse.
"So we stay out of it and let the boy figure it out for himself." Sam nodded.
Dean pulled up to the brightly painted Victorian house. It was yellow with white trim that surrounded the stain glass windows. She had white wicker rockers and a porch swing on the wrapped around porch.
It sat on a small hill. The freshly laid sod was a perfect shade of green. Red, blue, and yellow flowers dotted the large lawn. He bet there was a garden in the back. This was hell.
"Stop frowning. It's a great place for a kid to grow up and since you're staying at Bobby's you can come over every morning when she wakes up. You won't miss a thing." Lily smiled at him. Dean felt his heart constrict. He had gotten use to rocking his Lucy to sleep every night. "Come on I want to see the nursery."
Dean lifted the baby carrier out of the Impala. He could see the dust from Ellen's truck as she made her way down the dirt road. He sighed. The hunter knew he had been neglecting Jo. She excused him for it saying he needed to get use to being a father. He promised to make it up to her.
He quietly followed Lily into the house. Around the walls were pictures of her family…and his.
"Bobby gave me what he had. I guess John got copies from your moms relatives." She took his hand. "Come on. Let's put her in the new crib."
Dean followed her more slowly. He actually liked the colors in the house. The light greens and blues made it welcoming without being too girly. They passed two large bedrooms as they headed down the hall. She opened the door to the master suit.
She went into the baby's room. It wasn't decorated in pinks like he thought it would be. It was blue with Clouds and baby angels in various acts of play. There was an angel that looked like his Mini Me lying on a fluffy cloud. Her butterscotch skin was laminated by the sun's rays. Her eyes were opened and painted emerald green. There was a pillow under her head and she was covered in a soft pink blanket. Dean laughed when he saw the golden halo above her. The script above her said "God bless our little angel Lucy Rose Winchester". He had never asked her what Lucy's last name was he assumed it would be Campbell like her mother's.
"Well, do you like it?" He grumbled. "I didn't forget you."
She flipped a switch on the wall and Dylan floated through the room.
Dean started to say something when the door bell rang.
"Why don't you get her settled and I'll get the door." Lily turned on the monitor and took it with her.
Sam, Bobby, Jo, and Ellen stood at the door.
"Come on in. Dean is putting her down." She stood back and let them into the living room.
"This is really nice Lil." Sam looked at the photos on the walls.
"I think I'll go help Dean." Jo made for the stairs.
"Jo, this isn't Bobby's house. I don't want people tramping all over it." Her voice was sweet. Too sweet. "No offense Bobby. Dean will be down when he's through. Now can I get you something to drink?"
Lily got sodas out of the fridge. She had banded alcohol. They all sat in an uncomfortable silence until Dean's voice came through the monitor.
"Do you like this place? Yeah, your mom did a great job. Look. There's Uncle Sam and Uncle Bobby. There's your grand mom and grand dad. Look there's Aunt Lola and your other grandparents. That's mommy and daddy. Daddy just ganked a shape shifter. Mommy had you in her tummy, but we didn't know it yet." The baby cooed. "You like that?"
Lily came back into the room with sandwiches.
"Let's let them have their privacy." She turned off the monitor.
The group silently munched on their lunch. Dean came down the stairs with a fussy Lucy.
"I think she's hungry." He passed the baby to her and went into the kitchen. He came back with a soda.
"She eats like her father." She joked when Dean sank his teeth into the sandwich.
"I read that you can bottle and breast feed at this age." Jo suggested. "The baby can be breast fed when she's with you and bottle fed when Dean and I have her."
The room stilled. Dean put his sandwich back on the plate and guzzled his soda, secretly wishing it was something stronger.
"I have no intention on giving her a bottle. Despite what the articles say it does cause nipple confusion. I plan on introducing the bottle when Lucy is about six months."
That's scary calm. Dean thought looking from one woman to the other.
"I'm just saying other parents, who aren't together, share custody of the kid. Why can't Dean take her sometime?" Jo looked around to Dean for support. He stared at the nursing baby.
"Jo, this isn't a normal situation. Dean's dead. If he gets into a situation with Lucy what is he going to say? I'm her dad come back from the dead?" She took a calming breath. "I know you are with Dean and that's between you. Lucy and any arrangements pertaining to her are between me and Dean. You will never have a say."
Jo looked at the floor. Ellen took her hand.
"I think it's time for everyone to leave. Lucy and I need to get accustomed to being alone." She shifted the baby so she could burp her.
"I could stay." Dean offered.
"Thanks, but I think you should get back to your life." She handed him the baby to say goodbye to.
"See you tomorrow." He kissed her head then gave her back to her mom.
Dean slammed the door the Impala. He turned around and looked at the empty seat holder. He barely waited for Sam and Jo to close their doors before speeding down the dirt road.
"You need to calm down man." Sam looked concerned.
"Dean I'm sorry. I was trying to help." Jo pleaded.
"Did it help? Damn it Jo I'm not stupid. I had a plan and you just blew it to hell!" He took a deep breath.
Dean took his foot off of the gas. It was a ten minute drive from Bobby's place to Mini Me. Still he felt lost without her. She was his world. He turned into the drive and slammed out of the car.
Sam followed him. He sat and watched as Dean downed a whiskey, then another.
Ellen, Bobby, and Jo came in and sat silently contemplating the situation.
"I'm sorry." He said turning to Jo. She rushed to him. "I'm stressed. I shouldn't take it out on you."
"There's a motel down the road. Maybe I could help you relieve some of that stress." She smiled suggestively.
"Hey, why not make a night of it? Get dressed up have some dinner at that diner, my treat." Ellen offered.
"Alright." Dean smiled.
Sam exchanged looks with Bobby. Maybe they were wrong. Maybe Jo had a chance.
Dean pressed her against the door while he ripped her dress off of her body. It had been seven weeks since she had even a kiss. He was a ravenous dog.
Dinner had been horrible. He wouldn't stop looking at that phone. Jo tried to distract him until she notice Lucy's photo was his wall paper. He do you compete with a kid?
Jo decided to do what she did best. On the drove to the hotel she began kissing his neck and stroking him. He sprang to life. She made him pull over as she milked him with her mouth. Dean twisted her hair in his hand when he came. It became a race to the room. Now he was attacking her like a hungry animal. Jo had won this round.
His phone rang. Rang. It made the sound of Lucy's cooing. Jo knew it was Lily. Dean let her go and reached into his pocket.
"Lil?" Jo could hear the woman's sobbing through the phone. "Is she o.k.?...I'm on my way."
He pulled Jo from the door.
"Lucy won't calm down. Lil's tried everything. I'm going to make sure Lucy's alright." He ran his hand through his hair. "Give me an hour. I'll be back."
He gave her a quick kiss before leaving.
Lola saw her sister pacing on the porch when Dean pulled into the drive. She could see the little girl's arms and legs thrashing. He raced up the stairs and took the baby in his arms. She slowly began to calm down.
Lily sat on the stairs sobbing. Dean wrapped his arm around her. They looked like a new family.
"Your plan is working out well." Lenore stood next to her friend. At 300 years old she understood the need to protect what was yours. Lola would do everything in her power to help her friend. "The blonde is still an issue. I can smell her on him from here. What do you plan to do about her?"
"I was thinking it's time for Edward to visit his best friend." Edward had been good friends of the twins since they were young. He was everything dean wasn't and he loved Lily. If Ed couldn't shift Dean's affections towards Lil than nothing could.
"Didn't you say he was…?"
"Dean doesn't know that." Lola smiled.
"I'm sorry." Lily wiped her tears. "She started crying when you left and wouldn't stop."
"Lil that was four hours ago. You should have called my sooner." He helped her stand up.
"I didn't want you to come running out here. You deserve some down time." She looked at the sleeping baby in his arms. "I should put her to bed."
"I'll do it." He led them into the house. "First you, cause you look like crap."
"Oh, sweet talker." She followed him up the stairs.
Dean pulled back the covers for her. He smiled when she threw herself in and snuggled into her fluffy pillow. She was sleeping in minutes.
He took Lucy into the nursery and laid her down. She fussed for a minute before falling back to sleep. He went to the front door. Instead of leaving he turned the lock and shut off the lights. He showered in the hall bath.
Dressed in his t-shirt and boxers he slid into Lily's bed. He was only going to stay for an hour then head back to Jo.
Dean turned on the TV and flipped through the stations until he found a Dr. Sexy M.D. marathon.
It took only an hour before he was asleep.
"Doctor." He said smiling at the petite blonde.
"Doctor." She stood in front of him in the elevator. Her slim hand slid down his scrubs.
She gently stroked him. His hardness throbbed against her palm. He moaned. Their fellow professionals grinned. Everyone enjoyed the afternoon quickie in the elevator. Staff drew numbers to decide who would get to witness the act.
Dean's hands slid over her breast weight the tiny globes they suddenly seemed larger. He squeezed them until she hissed. He slammed her against the wall as the elevator jerked to a stop.
With frantic desperation he pulled her dark blue scrubs down to her knees.
"Go for it cowboy." He buried his face in her. He sucked her nub as she ground into him. He couldn't wait. He slid into her. Her head slammed against the wall. He opened his eyes and fund Dr. Sexy himself patting him on the back.
"Take her over the finish line Doctor." Dean nodded and plowed into her until he felt her muscles tighten around him. His thick, white, milky come mixes with her clear release.
The crowd applauded. Dean readjusted himself and with a sigh he slipped off into oblivion.
Lily lay under Dean. His sweat mixed with her hair. She carefully pushed him off of her.
"Son of a bitch." She jumped out of the bed and went to check on Lucy. "Your father is a horny idiot."
She looked at Dean's smiling face. Instead of waking him she hurried down the stairs and on to the porch.
"Well, well, well, for someone was reluctant to trap Mr. Winchester you certainly have his stink all over you." Lola laughed. She took Lily's arm and led her to the tree swing.
"He was thinking about her and some stupid doctor show. He kept calling me Doctor." Lily sat down carefully.
"Are you alright." She put her arm around her sister. "Lil don't forget who you are doing this for. Think of Lucy. She needs her father and you need someone to protect you."
'He doesn't love me." She cried silently.
"He cares about you. It's a start." Lola saw her sister wavering. "Do you want that blonde tramp as your daughter's stepmother? What is she going to teach her? How to spread her legs? Dean just feels guilty because he got her killed in the first place."
"It's wrong." She buried her face in Lola's shoulder.
"What if you're pregnant again?" Lily looked shocked. "God, Lil, your ovulating. He washed her stench off of him and climbed into your bed."
"He was worried about Lucy."
"He couldn't take the monitor into another room and watch TV?" She stroked her hair. "You still don't understand anything about men. They can smell when a woman is ready for their seed. He knew. On a subconscious level he knew. He wants you. He just doesn't know it."
Lily glanced up at her window. Dean stood looking down at them with Lucy in his arms. She sighed.
"I need to go be a mother." She hugged her sister and hurried back to the house. Lola looked up at Dean and gave a little wave.
"Oh, poor baby. Tomorrow it's only going to get worse." She turned and vanished into the trees.
Dean lay motionless when Lily left the bed. He heard the door open and close. He had missed up big time. How was he going to tell Jo?
Fuck! He forgot about Jo. He was reaching for his jeans when Lucy started crying.
"Hey, little girl, miss daddy?" She looked at him. Her lip stuck out and trembled. "No? Maybe you want mommy."
He walked to the window. Great! Lola was there. That was never good. Quiet understanding Lily became vicious protective Lily when her sister was around. Lola waved. He sneered.
"Hey, baby girl." Lily scooped the girl up into her arms. She cooed as she settled the baby to her chest.
Dean went into the bathroom for his clothes. He washed his face.
"You fuck idiot." He said to his reflection. He took out his cell phone.
"Dean?" Sam muttered.
"I had sex with her." He whispered.
"Jo? I thought that's what you went to the hotel for." Sam sat up on the sofa. "By the way Bobby and Ellen are having old people sex."
"Ugh," Dean shook his head. "I had sex with Lily."
"Are you insane? You had sex with your baby's momma?" He rubbed his hand over his face.
"I was watching Dr. Sexy and lying in her bed…I thought she was Jo."
"Yeah, I can see that. A tall black woman and a short white one. I can see how that could happen." Sam poured himself a drink. "This has got to be the dumbest thing you've ever done and yes, dumber than Tampa."
"Man, I didn't use any protection. What if she's pregnant?" Sam didn't know what to say.
"Man when you dig a hole you dig it deep." Sam laughed. "You need to decide what you want."
"I love Jo." He said.
"Since when?" Sam was getting irritated. "You never gave Jo a second look until when went after Lucifer. All of a sudden she is the love of your life? You spent three months with Lily. You hunted with her, lived with her, had sex with her…I think you're hiding behind Jo. You're afraid of being happy with Lily. What are you going to do? Marry Jo and visit Lucy on the weekends? I don't think so Dean. You left Jo to go take care of your daughter. You had sex with your ex. Where's the devotion Dean?"
"Well, thanks Dr. Phil." Dean shook his head. "I'm not in love with Lily."
"The question you should be asking is can you live without Lucy?" Sam sighed again. "Look I need to get some sleep."
"I'll see you tomorrow." Dean closed his phone. He needed to get back to Jo. He came out of the bathroom.
Lily sat on the bed rocking Lucy.
"She went to sleep. I guess she just needed to know we were here. I'm sorry for running your night." She smiled up at him.
"Look Lil…" She blushed.
"You should get back to Jo. I left a key for you on the end table. I meant to give it to you earlier."
Huh, Dean felt like he had been dismissed. He hesitated then left.
"Alone again, Lucy."
