Chapter 8

Emily still couldn't believe everything that had been happening within the last couple days, Dean finally confessed to her that he loved her and that he didn't want to lose her, falling asleep making love to Dean, and waking up in his arms. These were the things she had always wanted from the man she gave her whole heart to. Days and nights passed by like seconds, and in what seemed like the blink of an eye she was now one day away from reaching 9 months, and having her little girl in her arms. The days spent with Dean gave her more time to not only get to know him but fall for him harder and harder. Sam was staying in his own private room down the hall from them, searching for someone online. He wouldn't tell Dean or Emily who it was but he said that once he found her they would know.

This morning was different, usually when Emily would wake up Dean would be looking down at her a smile on his face as he would move down to kiss her lips. But this morning all she would find was the silence of their room.

"Dean?" Emily reached over to the chair picking up her shirt and pants putting them on. "Dean, where are you?" She walked over to the door pulling it open as she buttoned her shirt when she felt him grab her.

"Time for your payment Emily, I think I'll take that baby too" Damien smiled at her as he plunged his hand into her stomach, the pain seared through her body as the blood began to pour from her open wound. In an instant Damien pulled out her baby holding her with both hands as Emily fell to the floor.

"She is beautiful, just like her mother, too bad you couldn't be on our side Em. I told you that you'd die." Damien began to laugh as he disappeared taking the baby with him. In his place was a hell hound, it growled as foam began to fall from his mouth.

This was it, this was how she was going to die, "I'm not going to cry" escaped from her lips as the hell hound jumped towards her, his razor sharp teeth ready to pierce her flesh.

"NO!" Emily bolted up from bed, drenched in sweat, she tried to steady her breathing, feeling two hands touch her she screamed, grabbing onto the hands and hitting the face they were connected to.

"Ouch god dammit!" Dean held onto his the side of his face, he had never heard someone scream like that before in his life and he had heard people scream.

"Dean! Oh I'm sorry are you ok?" Emily asked reaching over to check his face for herself.

"Yeah I'm fine; man you have a killer right hook!"

"Sorry about that"

"No don't be sorry I'm sorry for this."

Emily watched in horror as Dean's eyes turned black, she tried to move away from him but it's no use, Dean was too powerful, or what ever is possessing him.

"She's mine Em, all mine." In one swift move, Dean reached up inside of Emily ripping their child out of her. The baby cried as Emily fell back down onto the bed, her face a total shock. Her body began to shake as she watched Dean hold their bloody little girl in his arms.

"It's ok sweetie, Daddy's got you, you're safe now."

Emily couldn't move, she tried to will her body to move but it wouldn't. All she could do was watch Dean leave the room with their child.

"Emily you have to wake up" She didn't know where the voice was coming from, she tired to move her body but it was no use. "Emily please you have to wake up"

She could feel every drop of blood escaping her body; she willed her head to move towards the sound of the voice. With all the strength she had left in her body she moved her head an inch to the right, her eyes locking with Mary's eyes. She was surrounded by the most beautiful white light, which could only come from her father, from God. Mary looked into Emily's eyes, deep down into her eyes.

"Emily you have to wake up, I know you think this is real but it's not it's all a dream sweetie. You need to open your eyes; you have to do that in order to save my grand daughter. I know you feel weak right now but you have to open your eyes ok? You have to wake up from this nightmare sweetie; it's time to have your little girl."

A single tear escaped from both of their eyes, Mary smiled at Emily and placed her hand on her cheek, in an instant Emily was awake to an empty motel room.

God that was one hell of a nightmare she thought, "Dean?" she was answered with silence. Suddenly a pain shot through her body, something she had never felt before. She reached under the covers feeling something cold and liquid; she pulled her hand out to see her hand covered in blood.

"Oh god, no not right now it's early. Please god no" her plea was meat with another shot of pain, a scream escaped her lips as she tried to get out of the bed towards the emergency cell phone Dean had given to her yesterday. She was able to take one step and fell to the ground in pain.

"Dean help me…" god please help me, "SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!" she screamed as her world turned black.

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A few miles outside of town

"Well that was a bust" Dean said as he drove back towards the motel. "We go all that way to try and find a way to kill this Damien guy and we end up with nothing. Emily is going to kill me if she finds out I left without telling her."

"I swear I thought I had found it, but Dean you haven't seen the look on her face when she talks about him. She is really afraid of this guy but she wont tell you or me why. So I figured since she wont tell us, why not just get rid of him and save her the trouble." Sam would never say it to Dean but he was a little jealous of what he had with Emily. It was what he thought he would have with Jess, ever since he found Emily at the clinic they always made sure to talk. He felt like he knew her more than Dean probably did and for that he did harbor a little crush on her. Hence the reason he was staying up so late looking on the internet, calling everyone he could think of to find some way to save Emily from this nightmare of hers. If she had a good life with his brother, if she made Dean happy, and if Dean made her happy than he was more than willing to push his feeling for her aside.

Dean felt for his brother, he was doing everything in his power to save Emily, Dean had already grown so used to waking up next to Emily that he couldn't imagine life without her, if he had to sell his soul again to save her he would do it but first he needed to find out what she was keeping from them.

Dean felt his heart stop as he looked ahead of them, in the parking lot of their motel was cops, and an ambulance speeding past them. Both Dean and Sam tired to see who was in the ambulance but they couldn't see anything.

"You don't think…" Sam couldn't get the words out of his mouth, "I hope not" Dean replied as they pulled into the parking lot. Dean had to hold onto the car door for support as he looked up to see their motel door wide open.

"Oh god" was all Sam could get out before he ran after Dean who was taking the stairs two at a time.

"Emily?! EM!" A police officer tried to stop Dean from going into the room but he was no match for Dean's strength. He pushed the cop, who had clearly eaten way too many donuts than he had done sit ups. Dean almost fell to the ground as his eyes set on the bed, almost covered in blood. That was his Emily in the ambulance, the woman he was meant to spend the rest of his life with in the speeding ambulance.

He felt a pair of hands on his shoulders helping him stand up. "Dean she's ok, Dean!" the words didn't sink into his mind; there was no way that she was ok.

"She's not ok, look at the blood! It was Damien and I'm gonna kill him, I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch!"

Sam had to hold onto his brother, willing in to believe him. "Dean listen to police said she was screaming for help, she is in labor they took her to the hospital, we need to get to her now Dean ok?"

All Dean could do was nod his head, little did he know, his happy life was going to be short lived.

A/N: Ok so so so so so sorry it's taken me so long to do this. I'm probably going to have surgery on my wrist to correct a problem and they found a tumor on my bone so I've had a lot on my mind. Anyways let me know what you guys think, remember comments are always appreciated.