Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Minor talk about male pregnancy birth with mildly squeamish description, the usual m/m/m explicit sex scenes and language.
A/N: I am so sorry it's taken me so long to post… the holidays were so hectic and now I'm moving... But anyways, here is a new update, enjoy. Remember, reviews are manna from heaven for this author!

Chapter 7

The next morning Harry woke to his ever present morning ritual. He quietly closed the door to the bathroom just before last night's dinner of a burger and fries made a reappearance. With a grimace he, rinsed out his mouth and then quickly brushed his teeth before leaving the bathroom.

In the kitchen he searched the cupboards for a tea kettle then set it to boil for a soothing cuppa. It was still early in the morning and he figured Sam and Dean would sleep for a least a little while longer, though not too long. Both hunters seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to Harry leaving the bed while they slept.

After they had talked with Bobby last night, they had all gone to bed. Sam, Dean and Harry had taken the spare bedroom and had quickly passed out. After nearly two days on the road stopping only for food, fuel and a bathroom break, they were more than ready for a good night's sleep. When he had woken up earlier he had been unable to keep back the smile that had lit up his face. Sam and Dean's hands during the night had migrated to Harry's stomach, as if cradling the tiny life growing inside him.

He still couldn't believe he was having a baby… to think that had had always imagined that finding out that magic existed and that he was a wizard would be the strangest thing to ever happened to him. Now, that seemed to pale in comparison to the fact that he was a pregnant man.

Merlin, what would the Dursleys say to hearing that? He snorted in amusement thinking about his uncle's reaction to that bit of news, a pregnant 'freak' of a nephew. Hearing a quiet thump of shoes on carpet Harry turned thinking Bobby had woken up to find a strange man standing at the entrance of the kitchen. Quickly whipping out his wand he said, "Who the bloody hell are you?"

The man chuckled in amusement and dropped the duffle bag in his hand to the floor. "So you're the wizard that my sons have taken up with?" He held his body relaxed, slightly leaning against the doorjamb completely unphased by Harry's wand pointed at him. He gave him a calculated perusal from feet to hair with a cock of his eyebrow.

"Aw, so you're the arse they call dad…" Harry mused just as the tea kettle began to whistle. Harry tucked his wand back into his jeans pocket and turned to take the kettle off the stove. "Care for a cup of tea?"

He kept his voice even and relaxed, but in his mind questions were whirling around like a fervent tornado. He knew that the legendary John Winchester was a force to be reckoned with and was not to be taken lightly. Harry wondered why he was there. It had been close to two months since John had found out about Harry and his sons' relationship and they hadn't heard a peep from him.

"Sure." John replied as he took a seat at the kitchen table and relaxed his tall muscled frame.

Harry could see where his lovers got their looks from… John Winchester, even in his late forties was distractingly handsome. He had a few days growth of beard on his face and a tired look in his eyes, no doubt from long nights on the road and non-stop hunting, but he was still very appealing.

As Harry poured two cups with hot water and dunked a tea bag in each he spoke. "I'm guessing from your lack of hostility you've done your research on me?"

"I contacted a few people and they were able to fill me in." John answered as he took the offered cup of tea. He was quiet for a bit, a smirk on his road weary face. "It seems you've led a similar life to my boys…"

"Somewhat… we've all three had parents taken from us and killed by an evil being and all. We grew facing down evil on a daily basis… I can relate to them and it keeps me from being a hindrance to them while they hunt." Harry said with a shrug as he took a seat at the table. Not one to beat around the bush he spoke again. "So, why exactly are you here? I don't want them to have to put up with any bloody crap right now; we have enough to deal with…"

"Talking about the vision?"John said gruffly as he took a drink of his tea.

"Among other things…"

"What things?" He asked, his body tightening in alertness as he spoke.

"What did Dean tell you about the vision?"

"You were bound on an altar; someone was pouring blood on your stomach. A fight was goin' on around you; Sammy and Dean were trying to get to you… That's about it." John frowned at the look Harry gave him. "There something he left out?"

"Maybe not left out, so much as didn't know about…" Harry responded with a snort. "Not like they expected it… me either for that matter…" Taking a sip from his tea, Harry took a moment to gather his thoughts. Having to tell his lovers' father that he was pregnant with his grandchild wasn't something he'd ever have imagined doing before today. "Did you know male wizard's, though extremely rare, are capable of becoming pregnant?"

John Winchester frowned in confusion at that fact, leaning back in his chair he was about to ask what the hell he was talking about when it clicked in his brain. "You're pregnant?!"

"Surprise, you're going to be a grandpa…" Harry said dryly with a smirk as he took another drink of his tea.

"Holy shit!" The older man set his drink down with a solid thump on the table, his face pulled into a mask of confusion, alarm and then fear. "You're pregnant in the vision… it's about the baby." His voice was quiet and steady even if he didn't look it. The words were less of a question and more stating a fact than anything.

"Yes… I'm a very powerful wizard and any child of mine would more than likely be powerful as well. Add in the fact that Sam has a fifty percent chance of being the baby's biological father and it's very likely that this baby will have magical power and gifts that we can't even imagine."

"Azazel."

"The yellow eyed demon?" Harry asked with a frown.

"Yeah. Been tracking him for years now, he's always a step or two ahead of me and I get there just a little too late for the party. This has him written all over it." John scowled in anger at the fact that his unborn grandchild was in danger.

"Well, there is a silver lining… the vision took place while I was very pregnant, so it won't happen for at least another few months."

"How far along are you?"

"About three months or so…" Harry said with a small smile as he placed his hands over his flat stomach. He hadn't begun to show yet, but it wouldn't be long before he began growing to make room for the baby.

"What are you doing here?" Said a voice from the hall.

Turning around, Harry and John saw Sam and Dean standing just at the entrance to the kitchen.

"Bobby called me, told me to stop being an 'idjit' and make it right." John said avoiding their eyes in embarrassment. Harry rolled his eyes, just like Dean… emotionally repressed. "I was gonna' do it already, but he threatened to shoot my ass if I didn't do it soon."

It was quiet in the kitchen for a little while and Harry sighed in annoyance. "Great, now that that's taken care of, your dad here's got a line on who might be after me."

"Who?" Sam asked as he stepped into the room.

"Azazel."

"Who?" Dean questioned with a frown, following Sam into the room. The both of them leaned down and kissed Harry good morning. To all of their surprise, John didn't even blink.

"The YED, that's its name. I found out a while back." John took another drink and then spoke again. "We're gonna' have to step up our game if we're going to be ready when he comes."

"We?" Sam asked a bit harshly.

Harry took that as his queue to take his leave. "I'll be taking a shower while you three kiss and make up." Harry smiled cheekily and then walked out of the room.

John chuckled as he watched Harry leave. "I think I like him."

"Oh, so now you approve all of a sudden?" Sam bit out as he glared at his father.

"Sam, it wasn't about not approving… well, not all of it. Harry was an unknown and a threat to you and I wanted to make sure he was who he said he was… As for the rest, well I know I didn't react well, but I had just found out that both of my boys liked men and each other… how the hell did you expect me to react?"

Sam's glare softened a little at his father's words, but not completely. "You just left, I called you and you ignored me and just jumped in the truck and left."

"I know I didn't handle it well and I'm sorry, but I was shocked and was liable to say something I didn't really mean. It was better that I left and cooled off."

"So now that you've cooled off?" Dean questioned quietly. "Sam, Dean and I are a packaged deal Dad; you want us you have to except him as well."

"After I left, I was angry for a while, but once was cooled off I made some calls. A few contacts filled me in on who Harry is. Most seemed to believe he was the second coming for how they talked about him. They didn't sugar coat it so I know about how powerful he is and how their government think he's a danger… I wasn't sure about him until this morning." John grinned at his boys and spoke again. "I think he's just what you two need. Like he told me, he's more than capable of taking care of himself and not tripping you up during a hunt. It took a while for me to get around the fact that you three were together, but I don't have a problem anymore."

"And Sammy and me? You gonna' have a problem with that?"

John looked Dean in the eye when he spoke. "It was hard, realizing that you two had that kinda relationship… knowing my raising you helped it." Sam started to speak and John held up his hand to stop him. "I know I wasn't the best father to you boys and I'm sorry about that. I tried, but I let my anger and want for vengeance cloud things. You had to depend on each other because I wasn't there for you, didn't protect you like I should have. I saw your love of each other as a glaring testament to how much I failed you and it hurt."

"Dad it's not that simple…" Sam said.

"I know it's not, but then I thought it was. Over the last two months i've been thinking about it and though I don't understand it, I accept it. Our lives are hard and being Winchesters we don't make it any easier, but I figure you're lucky to find not only one person, but two who understand it and are capable of living it. If it just so happens it be with your brother… I can live with it. Just as long as there isn't any full on groping in my view, I'll be fine."

Sam and Dean laughed at the grimace on their father's face and the tension in the room fled away.

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For the next month their lives continued on, all of them researching and making contacts trying to get a lead on Azazel and what he was up to, however little was found. The only solid lead was a gun said to be able to kill anything, even a demon, but they had turned up nothing on its location so far.

Harry and his lovers went for his appointment with the doctor Bobby had told them about. The doctor had done a few preliminary tests once getting over the shock of a pregnant man and had said Harry and the baby seemed to be doing well. She prescribed some prenatal vitamins and diet and an exercise regimen.

John who had spent twenty odd years on the road got a little antsy now and then and would leave for a few days for a hunt nearby or a lead on the YED. But he always came back within a few days much to the surprise of all. It seemed that the eldest Winchester took to the news of becoming a grandfather with pride and was nearly as attentive to Harry and the growing baby as Sam and Dean.

Harry's lovers found this a bit unnerving growing up with what they felt was more of a general than a father, but Harry found it amusing and very sweet. To see such a gruff and hard edged man making sure he ate right, kept well rested, didn't overexert himself… it was contradiction in so many ways. The young wizard had a feeling it was John's way of trying to give back to his sons, at least giving his grandchild what he had failed to give his own children.

Late one night as everyone lay in their beds for the night Dean spoke. "Baby, got a question for ya… how exactly is the baby going to get out?"

Sam upon hearing Dean speak nodded in question as well.

"Er… to be honest, I've been trying to not think about it, but I know it's not practical or smart to be doing that." Harry answered with a frown. "I think I'm going to have to go to a local wizarding community and get a few books on wizard pregnancies. I know there's not a lot of information, but there has to be at least that…"

"Won't you be recognized?" Sam asked with a frown.

"I'll put on a heavy glamour and mask my features so they won't know it's me. It's not a long term solution, but it'll do for just a quick trip into that world. There's a wizarding market in Kansas City that we can go to that should have what I need."

They next day they took the Impala for a short trip to Kansas City. It took most of the morning to get there and when they finally arrived at Kansas City's version of Diagon Alley, called Blackdweller Square, Sam and Dean couldn't help but stare in wonder. As hunters of the supernatural they had seen a lot, but never so much out in the open and glaringly real.

The American wizarding community had become a bit more modern, but still held a great deal of the old world charm the prevailed in Europe. Old buildings that had been there for close to two hundred years held shops of all names and varieties, all strange and unfamiliar to the Winchester men. Witches and wizards abounded, dressed in both modern clothes such as jeans and t-shirts as well as the more traditional clothes such as robes.

After walking for a bit and allowing his lovers to see the sights, Harry led them to a large book shop called Blackdweller's Book Emporium. Once walking into the shop, Sam's eyes seemed to glaze over at the massive collection of tomes that held so much knowledge and information that he didn't have access to. Dean rolled his eyes and followed Harry while Sam chose a section on magical creatures to peruse.

"Here we go… You and your Colon: A Wizard's Guide to Better Health… Magical Maladies and Healer's Secrets…" Harry skimmed the titles hearing Dean laughing in the background as some were unintentionally funny and then he found one. "Pregnancies: Myths and Realities. Okay this might be what I need."

Opening the book, Harry browsed the index and saw a chapter on male pregnancies. Grabbing that he also grabbed a few books on female pregnancy health and a few dealing with the time after that baby had been born. Harry didn't have any experience with babies… the thought scared him a bit as he hadn't had a good childhood anyways, adding no experience caring for babies and it was a heady combination.

"Okay, I think I've got everything I need for now."

Dean nodded and placed a hand on the small of Harry's back and led him over to Sam who had a tall stack of books in his arms.

"These are filled with information on demons and magical creatures and also rituals and sacrifices… I thought they might come in handy with the researching about the vision." Sam said with a smile.

Harry laughed at the sparkle of excitement in Sam's eyes and walked with them to the counter to ring everything up. As the clerk tallied everything Sam reached for his wallet and Harry stopped him. "It's a different kind of pay here…" Reaching into his messenger bag, Harry pulled out a small cloth pouch and pulled out a handful of Galleons to pay for the books.

Leaving the shop Dean spoke. "You pulled out a handful of those coins, but the bag looks just as full. How did you do that?"

"A friend gave it to me a long time ago… it's spelled to not open to anybody, but me and a few years ago I added a spell to enlarge the inside of the bag. It'll hold a hundred times it originally would have." Harry said with a small sad smile. "He was killed early on in the war… Hagrid was a half-giant and my first friend in the wizarding world. He was kind and thoughtful and he didn't deserve to die… he jumped in front of a killing curse meant for me when I was fifteen…"

Dean silently wrapped an arm around Harry while Sam kissed him softly on the forehead, trying to comfort their lover.

"I think I'm ready to go… this isn't my world anymore." Harry stated softly.

On the drive back to Bobby's Sam and Harry read most of the way. Sam with his book on demons and Harry with his book on male pregnancies.

"Huh." Harry murmured.

"What?" Dean asked as he turned to look at his lovers. Both had their noses firmly pushed into each of their books.

"It says that male pregnancies are fairly similar to female ones… The same health needs and diet, but towards the end it changes. A birth canal will form… oh merlin, seriously!" Harry moaned as he stopped reading.

Sam lifted his head from his book and turned to Harry. "What does it say?"

"Apparently, a birth canal forms between the perineum and the testicles shortly before the birth. It says it is an indicator that the baby is near to the birth and in all recorded cases it has appeared no later than three weeks before the birth." Harry eyes seemed to widen as he read the next part, gulping heavily as he did so. "The canal is a bit smaller than a vagina and it is recommended that stretching take place as soon as it appears to reduce tearing."

"Stretching?" Dean asked.

"Sex, Dean." Sam said with a chuckle.

"Oh… well, we'll have to get on that as soon as it happens."

"Pervert… you're just excited that it'll be even tighter than my arse!" Harry mumbled. "Oh god… tearing?!"

Sam wrapped and arm around his smaller lover and kissed his neck. "We'll slowly stretch it like we do your ass and the doctor will give you an epidural for pain. Besides you liked me fisting you… it's somewhat similar…"

"Yeah, but I was getting a handjob and kissing Dean, that's a little different Sam." Harry stated dryly.

"Okay you got me there, but women and a few men have been having babies for thousands of years, it'll be fine."

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Soon Harry's lower stomach began to round, showing the ever growing baby within. All three seemed to have a fascination with touching it at random times, each still amazed that a tiny life was being nurtured inside of Harry's body.

A few weeks after their trip to Kansas City Harry found a spell in one of his books that showed a 3D image of the baby. He was four and a half months pregnant and figured the baby would have begun to show definition by that point.

"Dean sit down, you're making me nervous. It'll just be a second." Harry growled as he palmed his wand, read the incantation quietly and then pointed his wand at his stomach and spoke it. "Fetus Corpus Imago."

Above his stomach a pale golden image formed and within it were two forms that were both about five inches long.

"Am I seeing that right? Are there two…" Dean voice fizzled out as he watched the image in front of them.

The two fetuses inside of Harry's stomach had begun to take shape. Slightly undefined arms and legs and facial features had started to show. They were mushed together, umbilical cords running from each baby to two placentas attached to the outer wall of the image.

"Their twins…" Harry murmured as he looked at the first image of his children. "We're having twins…"

They all sat in a daze looking at the image. Slowly they began to smile, the shock had worn off and in its place was wonder and awe. A grin blossomed on Dean's face and he jumped up and slammed open the door and ran down the hall.

"Dad, Bobby… come here." He yelled as he looked around the house for them.

"What it is?" Bobby yelled as he ran into the kitchen, a sawed off shotgun in hand, John not far behind him.

"You gotta' come see, Harry did this spell that shows an image of the babies…" Dean said excitedly as he ran back into their bedroom.

"There ain't an attack?" Bobby yelled as he followed Dean. "Damn idjit, should shoot yer ass…"

They walked into the bedroom to where Harry lay on the bed, Sam sitting beside him, both captivated by the picture in front of them. Dean immediately went back to his place beside his lovers and stared at the image with a glowing smile as he took Harry's hand.

"Did you say babies?" John said as he stepped closer to the bed.

"Harry's having twins, Dad." Sam grinned not talking his eyes off of his babies.

John smiled and said, "Damn, did good boys…"

"Are they far enough along to see what sex they are?" Sam asked as he lightly took Harry's hand and smiled at him.

"Um… yeah, I think I saw a spell in here somewhere…" Harry said absently as he thumbed through the book. Once finding it he spoke the incantation and beside the image of the babies was a list similar to the one that first told them he was pregnant. It stated the health of the babies and their sexes. "A boy and a girl!"

"Congratulations boys…" Bobby said with a smile on his age worn face.

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***Warning… hot dirty threesome about to take place…***

"Ughh… god…" Murmured Harry as he watched Sam's fingers move in and out of Dean's hole.

Dean was lying on his back; legs spread wide moaning in abandon as Sam finger fucked him. Harry lay on the bed beside Dean, head opposite of his eldest lover and eagerly watched him being prepared for Sam's cock. Dean's hand moved fluidly up and down on Harry's cock, pulling the flesh expertly and bringing him ever closer to the brink.

Pulling his fingers from Dean's body, Sam used the excess to slick up his cock. Positioning the head, Sam then slid inside in one smooth thrust. Below him Dean groaned as his hand on Harry's cock stalled for a moment and then increased speed, inciting Harry's mews. Reaching his free hand up, Dean wrapped it around the nape of Sam's neck and pulled him down for a deep penetrating kiss. They both moaned as their tongues dueled violently, slipping and sliding around each other as Sam began to thrust in and out of his brother's body.

"Sammy… please…" Dean whispered as he undulated beneath Sam, moving his body in perfect sync with his lover.

"What do you want, Dean? Tell me…" Sam groaned as he nipped Dean's throat, licking the skin as it turned pink.

"Harder… not a girl, Samantha… fuck me harder!" Dean yelled.

Sam grinned evilly down at his brother and slowed the pace and said, "Shouldn't have said that Dean… now I'm gonna' make you work for it."

Harry laughed beside them and then hissed in pleasure as Dean's grip on his cock tightened.

"Don't take his side Harry; I'm the one with a hand on your dick!" Dean growled as he and squeezed tightly to prove a point.

"Okay, okay… Sammy, fuck him harder for me… please…" Harry said with a pout as he stared up at Sam.

Sam rolled his eyes and then began pounding into Dean, their groans mingling in the room as they grew closer to heaven.

"That's more like it…" Dean cried as his body tensed and his cock began to erupt.

Groaning in pleasure as Dean's hole tightened almost painfully around his dick. Sam thrusted four more times and then shouted as his body reached orgasm and filled Dean's ass with warm wet cum. From beside them Harry crossed the threshold, crying out in bliss as he came, spilling over onto his dick and protruding stomach.

Their bodies began to cool and after a few minutes Dean turned towards Harry and began lapping at the cooling cum on his belly, a satisfied grin on his face. As Harry began to get larger, Dean developed a new kink, licking cum off of his pregnant belly.

***End of Sex scene***

From beyond their bedroom door Sam heard Bobby in the kitchen starting breakfast for all of them. "Oh crap, did you put up the silencing spell, Harry?"

"Yeah, I'm not going to forget something like that… like I want your father and Bobby hearing us have sex!" Harry said with a grimace.

"Dad's been pretty good, don't know what he'd do if he heard us going at it…" Dean said with a laugh as he got up out of bed and offered Harry a hand to get up. At close to six months pregnant with the twins he was starting to have trouble moving around, especially getting up from the bed.

"You're having more trouble getting out of bed lately." Dean mused as Harry groaned as he was pulled up.

"It is kinda low…" Sam said with a frown. "I'll talk to Bobby and see what he says about raising it."

"I was thinking about a new bed all together, bigger too… maybe in a place of our own?" Dean said.

"You want to move out?" Harry asked trying to hide his excitement. He had been feeling closed in lately. Bobby's house wasn't big, only a two bedroom one bath home and with five adults and two babies on the way, it seemed to be getting smaller by the day.

"It was a thought… the twins are gonna' be here in a few months and I thought we'd need more room." Dean nodded and then looked at Sam.

"I like it… dad might have a problem… mothering hen!" Sam laughed.

Dean quirked an eyebrow at his brother and said, "Oh and that wasn't you the other day having a hissy fit because you were worried Harry forgot his prenatal vitamins?"

"Bitch."

"Jerk."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Okay, so it's agreed, we'll start looking for a place to live… I've got money buy a house and furnish-"

"Uh un… you can contribute, but you're not paying for the entire house." Dean said stubbornly as they began to get dressed. "We'll find a place that we can make payments on and Sammy and me'll find jobs to pay our share. Besides, we already talked about quitting hunting, so we need to find something to keep from going batshit during the days."

"Awww… isn't that romantic!" Harry said sarcastically as he pulled his robe on and walked towards the door. "Damn stupid Winchester pride…"

Sam and Dean smiled as Harry walked down the hall mumbling as he went.

"How'd we get so lucky, Sammy?"

"Karma?" Sam said with a shrug as he followed Harry out the door.