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Okay, so the baby gets named in this chapter. I spent ages researching names for her because I wanted one with meaning and meaning to how special the baby is.

Thanks. Enjoy!

This chapter and the next are really short, but the ones following won't be.

Chapter 7

(The next day)

With the demonic attacks on a full stop, the hunters were all packing up and leaving. Some, however just spent time resting and those who were injured spent the time getting fixed up, although, luckily, none had been really badly hurt, just cuts and bruises that would heal in time.

The biggest majority of the hunters had left, they weren't needed now anyway. It gave Ellen and the others the time to fix the place up again and have it looking like a bar and not a trash yard.

Dean, Sam and Jo were all sat at the bar. Sam was holding the baby and just simply watching her as she slept. Jo was sat on a stool which was padded with a big fluffy pillow, whilst Dean sat next to her with his arm wrapped around her waist. They both sat with their backs leaning against the bar, watching as Sam memorized his daughter by heart.

"It's a good job she doesn't look like you Sammy. That would just be unfortunate." Dean joked.

"Shut up." Sam said without looking up.

Ellen walked up to them and began cooing over the baby. "Aw. Who'd have thought it Ellen, you, a Grandma?" Dean said with a big cheesy smile.

Ellen just looked up at him and shook her head. "You couldn't have got with the one who has brain cells Jo?" Ellen said.

"Hey." Dean replied. "I am the smart one." he continued.

"Dear God help us all." Ellen muttered as she walked away.

Sam and Jo sat there laughing but Dean was left slightly wounded by Ellen's remark. "Jo!" Ellen shouted from across the bar.

"I'll be back in a minute." she said as she carefully got down off the stool and went to see what Ellen wanted.

Dean continued watching Sam. "I can't believe Mom delivered your baby." Dean said.

"I know. You know, if it wasn't for Mom and Dad and the others then we might not be sitting here right now and neither might she." he said as he placed a kiss on the baby's head.

"I'm glad mom got to be there." Dean said. "I think it was something she always would have wanted to see. You know, us growing up, getting married, having kids, all that sort of stuff."

"Yeah," Sam replied. "It was good to see Dad too. Especially seeing him and Mom back together." he continued.

"Yeah," Dean said with a smile. "I'm glad Jo and Ellen got to see William too. "

"I still don't totally get it though." Sam said.

"Well, Bobby said rules were being bent and that hell was opening up…I guess heaven did too." he thought out loud.

Sam just nodded and smiled at him. Jo quickly joined them again. She climbed back up onto the stool, with some assistance from Dean, and got comfortable. She gently stroked the baby's head, loving the feel of her soft, golden hair.

"She needs a name." Sam pointed out.

"You thought of any?" Dean asked.

"Me, please, Dude we numbered our goldfish so we didn't have to think of a name." Sam reminded him.

"007. He was the best goldfish ever." Dean said with a big cheery smile.

Jo just laughed before saying, "I, kind of thought of a name for her."

"What is it?" Sam asked.

"Well, I figured she was delivered by an Angel and she's gonna be protected by them…she's kind of like a gift and she's gone be a leader, you know, spread the word about hunting and stuff. The name I like means 'God's chosen messenger'." she told them.

"It sounds perfect." Sam asked.

"What is it?" Dean asked.

"Gabriella Eliza… Harvelle-Winchester of course." Jo told them.

"We could call her Elle for short." Dean suggested, taking his niece out of her fathers arms.

"I think it's a great name." Sam said.

Jo smiled. "You sure?" she asked him, after all the choice was both of theirs.

Sam nodded his head and leant forward to hug Jo.

"Do you like that name?" Dean asked the baby.

Ellen walked back over to them, throwing the cloth she had been using to wipe tables behind them onto the bar. She took Gabriella from Dean and held her, swaying slightly with her.

"We just named her." Sam told her.

"Really? What?" Ellen asked with a beaming smile.

"Gabriella Eliza." Jo told her.

"It's beautiful." she said. "In that case," she said passing Gabriella to Jo, "…let's open up a bottle and celebrate." she said.

"Amen to that." Dean said cheerfully.

TBC

How cools this! Dean means 'great leader' and Sam (Samuel) means 'answer to prayers'. I thought that was cool. Joanna Beth means 'God's gracious gift, a worshiper'.

Just some random info.

I think those meaning fit those characters pretty well.

Anywhoo, thanks for reading. There'll be more action in the next chapters.