His head was spinning as all the doctors and nurses rushed in and out of the room, the loudest thing was Susan breathing, in out, in out. The doctors were telling her to push and Dean was leaning against a wall, it was the only thing keeping him upright. Susan kept breathing and the doctor kept talking and he closed his eyes, he wasn't sure what was getting to him, the situation or how freaking hot it was in here. When he opened them he was on the floor with no memory of falling and he heard a different sound, one that cut through all of the rest.
It was a baby, his baby, crying.
"Congratulations, its a girl." he could hear the doctor voice in the background but his focus was on the high pitched cry of the baby the doctor was holding. It was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard.
He got up off the floor and attempted to get a look at his daughter. The baby was handed to Susan and she crying with happiness and pride. She held the baby, looking at her with a malevolent pride. Dean caught a glimpse of his baby's face and then she was gone, down the hall taken by the doctors. He collapsed into a chair in the waiting room with his phone in his hand. Now that the baby was out of her, he didn't want to spend more time with Susan than he had to.
He fiddled with his phone, finally deciding he needed to call someone. He went to contacts and hit the button, he hadn't called anyone since arriving at Susan's house 9 months ago.
When he heard Sam's voice on the other end he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
" Hey, Sammy."
"Dean! whats going on did she have the baby yet?"
"Yeah... I don't know if I can do this."
"Do what?"
He took a deep breath.
"Leave."
Sammy was silent for a second.
"its okay if you stay Dean."
He hadn't thought about that, surely he had to leave and continue the "family business."
"I want to Sammy... I just got one look at her and I saw myself being happy here."
"If it will make you happy, then you should stay."
"What about the family business?"
"There are always hunters Dean, other people can be heroes it doesn't have to be you." He very much doubted that.
"Yeah umm put Dad on."
"He isn't here but Bobby is going to get you in a few days."
"If I stay here a minute longer, I know I'll stay for years."
"Whats so bad about that?"
"How do you not get it, Sammy, this isn't my life, it can't be."
"No Dean, you have a chance at a normal life, I would take it."
A nurse wheeled a cradle cart into Susan's room.
"I gotta go, Sammy, tell dad to call me when he gets back."
He hung up and took a deep breath before getting up and going into the room.
Susan was sleeping in the hospital bed and the nurse was checking the tiny babies pulse.
"It's past visiting hours." The nurse told him this without looking up.
"I'm the father."She looked up at him then back to the baby. Then she picked her up and brought her over to where he was standing awkwardly.
"Uh no, I..." She put the tiny bundle in his arms and showed him how to hold her.
Then she took her clipboard and walked out of the room.
Alone with the baby, this was exactly what he was afraid of.
This warm little bundle of joy looked all around like every little thing surprised her. She didn't cry or make a noise, just look around. Looking at her tiny little face he started crying silently, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, and she was his.
"Beautiful isn't she." Susan was awake apparently.
"Yeah, she is." He was fixed on his little babies face like it was pulling him in.
"Let me hold her." He walked over to her and put the tiny human in her arms. She held her so naturally as if she was meant for motherhood. He doubted he looked that natural holding her.
"What are you going to do?" Her eyes were all for the little baby in her arms but she must have cared about his decision enough to ask him about it now.
"I don't know... I guess we'll see."
A week later they were at home with their little baby.
They made a new routine, Susan dropped out of school so Dean worked as a bust waiter at a restaurant, it was the only place that would hire a 13-year-old. While he was a work demons and angels were holding the small baby and talking about her future. Cass was there, having helped the others baby be born three years before this one was brought into the world. He held the baby thinking it was safer in his arms than theirs. He couldn't look away from her face, but he knew it was going to be like long after she was grown as well.
"So are we going to kill this bitch or what?" Lilith was asking this referring to the body she was in.
"Not yet, I think Dean needs to be more attached so he'll take the baby when the mother is gone." Azazel was answering her question.
Cass stayed quiet, he was the only angel in there and didn't like the thought of killing an innocent woman but he knew it had to be done.
"What happens when the other hunters come to get him?" A random demon in the audience asked.
"We can kill them and him for all I care." Lilith piped up, she got several scowls.
"We can't kill the father, he's important to the development of the baby." Crowley was saying this now, he wasn't very important in this scheme but Lilith trusted him to be here while they were planning.
"Enough," Cass's voice silenced the rest of them.
"When Dean leaves we bring him back and if you have to, kill the woman so that he takes Jo."
Lilith hissed.
"Her name is Joanna." Everyone there looked afraid except for the angel.
"Silence abomination, you're part in this done, you have no say here." She brooded silently this time.
"There is no point in further discussing this until Dean leaves." He popped away leaving the baby in her cradle.
Two weeks after that meeting and a month and a half after getting home from the hospital Bobby rolled into the front yard of the perfect white house.
