AN: Okay, so there have been some pretty good names sent in, and Hannah's baby will be born any day now. BUT if you want to know the father of Hannah's baby then stay tuned, because you will find out in this chapter and I know a few of you will be probably thinking "It's about damn time" but I think a little mystery never hurt anyone. Oh, and Cas is making an appearance this chapter. And you'll have to read on to find out Natalie's fate. I haven't decided whether she will live or die yet, I'll just see what happens as I write. Chances are, she'll probably live, but as I said, haven't decided yet. Thanks to my faithful reviewers, you guys are amazing and I love getting reviews

Dean knelt beside me; I was in absolute shock, sitting on the hardwood floor in a daze. Sam's words of comfort were lost on me, the world surrounding me was muffled and I clasped my stomach as though I were assuring myself that my child wasn't going to become the next son of God, but it was too late. His heart beat with mine, in sync and with the rhythm I would never forget since I heard it in the doctor's office. But that galloping healthy heartbeat didn't pump my blood through my unborn son's veins. It pumped the blood of a man of myth. A man I had never believed to be real until now. A man no mortal has ever seen, the creator of life itself. "She could be lying" Dean reasoned with Sam, The demon within my sister sighed in frustration "Why would I lie about something so powerful? That's why Lucifer has to get him first, before the Shapeshifters and other creatures claim him. If we want to win the apocalypse, he will be our most powerful weapon" My vision and hearing slowly returned to normal after the ground shaking news I had just received. "Nobody is claiming my son" I snarled, "I will go to the ends of the earth to make sure he is safe. You have two options; go back to Hell and tell Lucifer you failed, option two is I kill you" Natalie got a look of absolute fear on her pale face "If I go back and tell him I failed he'll kill me anyway!" I laughed; "Well then I guess I get to kill you" Natalie took a moment to contemplate her options "I refuse to go anywhere" She spoke calmly, with a coy smirk. Dean glanced at Sam, who pulled out a blade. Natalie looked at it in fear and began to thrash about in the devils trap. Dean put his arms around me and tried to turn me away but I refused "She may not survive" He whispered in my ear. "I know" I replied back. Sam thrust the blade into my sister's thigh and Natalie's skin began to flicker, her mouth opened but no words came out.

Sam reached out and felt Natalie's neck before shaking his head at Dean and I. The room was silent except for the sound of my sister's blood splattering against the hardwood floor, I turned to Dean and he pulled me in closer, hugging me as I wept for my dead sister. We had a private funeral for my sister; I refused to watch her burn, and instead buried her where I knew she would have wanted to be buried; We took her linen-wrapped body to the land my family owned. Just outside Bank Creek we own a twenty acre plot of land, the only buildings on the land were a cottage and a barn. When my parents got divorced my mom moved out here, to the farm her parents had owned. She used to sit under a giant Rimu tree and paint. The paved driveway wound up to the house, a short drive from the back roads of Bank Creek. I drove my car up to the house and Sam and Dean got out the backseat, we carried my sister's body past the cottage and out to the Rimu tree beside the river that that flowed through the property.

It took us a couple hours to dig the grave, the guys took turns digging and the sun was just starting to set when they finished digging. We placed Natalie's body in the grave, covered it back up and decided to stay at the cottage for the night. The spare key was hidden under a pot plant beside the front door, we all stood on the porch while I unlocked the door. Dean entered first, pulling the white sheets off the antique furniture. Sam led me inside and sat me down in the living room, he went in search of the kitchen and began to make black coffee, no milk was in the house. After our bitter dark coffee, we sat in front of the fireplace and barely spoke, I was exhausted from crying. By the time the sun rose, Dean and I were snuggled together on the floor in front of the fire, A blanket wrapped around us, and he held me like he would never let go. For the first time in months, I felt safe. I felt hope.

For the future, For everything.

We woke at noon, my stomach growling had woken me up, I found myself asleep on Dean's chest, his arms around me and a smile on his peaceful sleeping face. For a second I considered getting up and finding some food but my heart won over my stomach and I nestled closer to him and drifted back into a peaceful, safe sleep. Sam snuck in the door a few hours later, the scent of food trailing after him as he stocked the kitchen with canned foods, as well as dishing up the food he'd bought from the local diner, at the smell of pie Dean awoke immediately and when he realized I was asleep on his chest he smiled, I glanced at him and moved away "Go grab some breakfast" I giggled "I know you want to" Dean instantly sat up and ran to the kitchen in search of a meal. Sam finished putting away food and walked back into the living room.

"There's food here that won't spoil for a few months, canned food mostly" Sam picked up his blanket off the sofa, folded it, and hung it over the back of the sofa. I rubbed my eyes and sniffed the air "Waffles?" I asked hopefully. Sam sighed and nodded, pointing to the kitchen "You might want to get in there before Dean eats it all" He added. Once breakfast was devoured, the three of us headed back home. When we burst in the front door, I found the angel Castiel playing with Sid. "What does Barbie do?" He asked curiously. He and Sid sat on the floor in the den, in front of her dollhouse, Cas held a Barbie in his hand and Sid held a Ken doll in her own. "They get married and have kids" Sid explained, patient with Cas when she taught him about her dolls "We're going to have a wedding for them okay?" The three year old told the angel. Cas spotted me watching and handed Barbie back to Sid "Another time. I need to discuss something with your mother" Sid pouted but allowed him to leave their game and after a moment she'd completely forgotten about him, too busy making Ken and Barbie get married. Cas walked over to me and I led him into the kitchen where I grabbed a glass of juice and he stood right beside me. Personal space doesn't seem to affect him. I edged away slowly and faced him.

"Natalie's dead. There was a demon possessing her. Lucifer wants my son. You knew didn't you?" I asked sadly. Cas nodded "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. But yes, the child you carry is God's son. You were pregnant before you went to hell, but your time in Hell accelerated the pregnancy, because of the time difference. Now your body is catching up with the pregnancy and at this rate you will probably give birth tomorrow morning" I walked around the breakfast bar and sat on one of the stools, pulling it right out so I could sit at the bar with my now enormous belly. No wonder I look like a whale, I thought miserably. "So what is this bloodline I belong to?" I hardly dared to ask. Cas sighed "The Original bloodline, Your bloodline is amongst the first humans created. You are directly descended from Adam and Eve, but unlike other people, your blood has not been diluted with a few thousand years of DNA merging. Your blood is pure, a rare occurrence. We don't exactly know how your blood is so clean, but it is as pure as Adam and Eve's, the first humans, and for that purpose we needed you, your blood as well as God's will run through this child's blood and so we needed the purest blood possible. Yours. I am sorry I didn't tell you this but I thought it was best in your present condition, a shock like this would upset the child" I stood up and walked away from Cas, I ran into the living room just trying to escape his words. But when I flopped down on the sofa, he was sitting right beside me. "I upset you" He stated cluelessly. "You think?" I sobbed. Cas looked around blankly before slipping an arm around me "I think a hug is customary when people are upset" Without meaning to I laughed, Cas' understanding of humans may be little but his random actions and comments make me laugh.

Dean wandered into the living room and found a very uncomfortable Cas hugging a laughing Hannah, without saying a word, he backed out of the room quietly and was left with a confused look on his rugged face.

I don't understand angels, and I probably never will.

A half hour later and Cas still hadn't let me go. "Uh Cas? You can release me now" I tapped his shoulder, Cas pulled back and stared blankly back at me "I don't know how long you're supposed to hug for" He told me. I grinned, "It's okay, I really needed that hug. Thanks". Dean reentered the room with two mugs of hot chocolate "For the pregnant lady" He smirked as he served me one and drank the other himself. Cas didn't seem bothered at not being offered a drink. I figured he didn't eat or drink. Cas filled Sam and Dean in on the situation while I drank the rest of my hot drink in the kitchen, rinsed the mug and tucked Sid into bed, it was almost seven at night and was her bedtime. With demons and gosh (I had refrained from using His name) knows what else after my son, I savored the time with my daughter, I'd made a plan for what would happen after my son was born and I intended to tell Dean tonight. I grabbed a suitcase from Sid's closet, her little pink Dora the Explorer suitcase, and proceeded to pack her favorite clothes and toys as well as the teddy bear her father had bought for her when she was born. I carried the suitcase to my room and began to pack two of my own with clothes and a photo album, shampoo etc and my laptop and phone as well as their chargers. If something happened, I needed to be ready.

With our suitcases packed I hauled them downstairs and packed them in the boot of my car while Sam and Dean were out getting takeout for dinner. I felt guilty packing this stuff without their knowledge but considering my sister had been possessed and was now dead, I didn't want to worry them if it wasn't necessary. By the time they got back, I was in the den watching Cheers reruns and rubbing my swollen stomach. Dean came in and kissed me on the cheek while Sam ducked off into the kitchen to dish up dinner. "Dean, are we… a couple?" I asked cautiously. Dean shrugged "Well I don't wanna have just another fling. I want to make this work. Whatever this is" He seemed embarrassed and sat down beside me "I've never done the whole 'relationship' thing before, so please don't get mad if I screw this up, which I'm likely to do" He added. I snuggled against him and sighed "If you screw up, I'll probably forgive you" I whispered to him. Sam handed me a plate of noodles and egg foo young, I thanked him and began to dig in. Halfway through my meal I felt something snap and I fell back against the sofa, my plate falling on the ground. Dean shot Sam a worried look and I began to shiver, like I was freezing. "I think…" I took a deep breath and looked at them both. "I think my water just broke".