The Date

Date night! Oh yeah, I'm doing that! Let's not make the world crash and burn on this one lol. Also, for anyone who's lost track (like I have, had to reread everything and even then I messed up a couple of times) Jacey is about...five and a half months along. She was four months at the start of the story, spent a month with with Dean and Cas, and lived with Sam for two weeks.


He had to do it.

This wasn't something he could just keep putting off, not now that everything was settling down nicely.

Besides, they were going to find out soon enough anyways.

"You alright, son?" Dean's inner debating monologue was cut off by his father's question. Both his parents sat on the couch in front of him, watching him with worry in their eyes.

"There's some things I need to tell you guys." Dean started. "Before you ask, I'm not in trouble, no one's hurt and no one's sick or anything."

"Does this have to do with Lisa again?" Mary asked.

"No, not exactly." Dean replied. He paused momentarily, thinking. "Well...maybe a little bit but she's not a big part of this."

"Is everything alright?" John asked.

"Yeah, absolutely." Dean reassured them. His tone had the desired affect and his parents relaxed somewhat. "Everything...well...everything's actually really...great."

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Sam was very amused.

Or at least he was at the start.

He had remained seated on the couch, pretending to watch TV even though he was really watching Jacey run between the bathroom and her room in different outfits and different make up. She had burst into tears after ten minutes of changing make up, causing her already red from scrubbing face to get even redder. Sam had to step in then, hugging her and comforting her.

He made the mistake of reminding her of when Dean would show up which urged her right back into her rushing. This time what stopped her was the baby and a rush of dizziness.

It was what Dean had walked in on anyways. Jacey kneeling on the floor, head almost touching the carpet, Sam crouched next to her, rubbing her back. It had taken a further three and a half minutes to calm the older Winchester down and explain to him what had happened and then the brothers set to work to ease Jacey, Dean spewing out multiple compliments and comforting words. When they finally left, she was calm and actually smiling.

"So where exactly are we going?" Jacey asked, tilting her head.

"Secret." Dean replied, tapping the side of his nose. Jacey raised an eyebrow and would have pressing the question but he had kissed her cheek and opened the car door for her.

The secret turned out to be a little Italian restaurant. They were seated instantly and Dean surprised Jacey by not ordering any booze. It made her laugh when he picked the same drink as her which had been apple juice. Jacey ordered spaghetti and meat balls while Dean ordered a chicken Alfredo.

"So what exactly is it that you do at your restaurant anyways?" Dean asked.

"I just waitress." Jacey replied, sipping her juice. "I've helped cook a few times and some nights I'll work the bar if I have a later shift."

"So you get to do everything then huh?" Dean mused, grinning. Jacey smiled and shrugged. "When's the oh so wonderful maternity leave start?"

"About...a month before my due date." Jacey replied, thinking it over. "Unless the peanut tries for a surprise appearance."

"Well let's keep our fingers crossed against that, just to be safe." Dean decided. Jacey nodded in agreement as she swirled her fork in her pasta. "So when is Gabriel going back to New York?"

"He's already gone." Jacey explained. "Flight was this morning. He'll be back in a few months, ready for when his niece or nephew makes their way into the world and all." Dean nodded and sipped his juice. It had been a while since he had actually ever had juice and he was pleasantly surprised by the taste. "How's your mom doing? I remember you told me that day that she was on and off sick."

"Oh yeah...she's actually been pretty good lately." Dean reported. Jacey smiled, visibly happy with the news. "You talk to your folks at all?"

"Not since I left." Jacey sighed. She stabbed a meatball and gazed at it for a moment. "Gabe actually saw her while he was here and apparently my dad had gotten a black eye a couple of weeks ago. It was mostly faded when Gabe saw it but..." She paused as she noticed the self satisfied little grin on her date's face. An eyebrow lifted as she wondered for a moment what it was about. "You...gave my father the black eye, didn't you?"

"Couldn't be helped." Dean defended. For a few seconds, he thought Jacey was going to be mad at him. When she started to laugh, he couldn't help smiling and joining in.

"You...you're something else, Dean Winchester." Jacey pointed out.

"What can I say, momma's always told me I was special." Dean joked. Jacey smiled and shook her head. "I told them, my parents I mean."

"Oh yeah?" Jacey asked. She tilted her head curiousity. "What do they think?"

"Well they were confused at first." Dean explained, playing with his food now. "But you know, I explained things and all that, and now...well...they're still confused but they're also excited and want to meet you."

"Your dad's met me already." Jacey pointed out.

"Yeah but basically just as a friend and our food delivery girl." Dean reminded her. Jacey nodded slowly, thinking it over. "It'll only happen if you want it to. Told them that and they agree."

"Well...maybe some point, before the baby." Jacey agreed finally. Dean grinned and nodded.

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"So that's basically why Gabriel calls me Jacey Jo." Jacey explained as they walked along the sidewalk, her hand in his with the opposite ones in their pockets. It was strange to think that after everything they had already done and shared, there was still more to talk about. They had told each other about their childhoods, how Dean's dad had always been a little hard on him or how Jacey's brothers had taught her how to stick up for herself. They had walked past the Impala and kept going before doubling back to return to the vehicle.

"Well now that mystery is solved." Dean remarked, smiling. Jacey grinned then laughed when he opened the door for her. She got in and watched him go around the car to his side. Once the Impala was started up and they were driving again, her eyes drifted out the windows, trying to decipher where they were off to now. Glancing over at the driver, she couldn't figure him out with his sneaky little smile so she settled back in the seat.

"So when was the last time you were on an actual date?" Jacey asked, turning her head to look at the man next to her.

"Uh...well what's your definition of an actual date?" Dean asked.

"I guess...something like this...talking, meal, all that stuff." Jacey replied.

"Then...five months...four...no...something like that." Dean mused, his head tilting slightly as he thought it over. "Tried the whole romantic approach with Lisa."

"You miss being with her?" Jacey asked curiously.

"Honestly...no." Dean replied. He glanced at his passenger to see her watching him. "I mean yeah, I still sort of love her, spent a long time together and she's Ben's mom. She's a good mom. Just...don't love her as I thought I did anymore."

"Wow." Jacey muttered. She grinned, not being able to help it. "So you can be deep."

"Shh, don't tell anyone." Dean joked. Jacey laughed and shook her head, pretending to zip up her lips.

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"You really had to walk me up to the room?" Jacey asked, stepping out of the elevator.

"Of course, what sort of man would I be if I didn't?" Dean asked. Jacey smiled as they walked to the apartment. "So what are you doing this weekend?"

"I don't know." Jacey replied. She turned around and leaned on the wall next to the door. "What am I doing?"

"Going to a movie with me." Dean instructed. Jacey laughed and nodded her agreement. "Great...you pick, just so long as it's not some chick flick."

"Well what if I guaranteed sex after?" Jacey questioned mischievously. Dean paused, a far off expression crossing his face as he thought it over. The red head laughed again, snapping him back to the present.

"Did you hit that stage where you're like constantly horny or something?" Dean asked.

"I have no idea what the stages are but I guess I should figure out when that happens." Jacey admitted, head tilting slightly.

"Well let me know when it is and maybe I can help you with it." Dean suggested. He stepped closer to the girl and placed his hand lightly on her waist.

"I'll keep that in..." Jacey started to reply but got cut off when Dean kissed her. Her eyes widened for a slight moment before drifting shut as she succumbed to the feel of his lips. Her arms lifted and wound around his neck, holding him in place. They both jumped when his hand lifted to her stomach and a jolt hit at it.

"Hey...that's not fair." Dean lightly scolded the bump. Jacey stared at him then laughed. Dean crouched down and poked at Jacey's stomach. "Copping attitude already huh? You are just like your parents."

"Dean!" Jacey laughed more, staring at the man in front of her. Dean winked up at her then patted her stomach lightly before standing back up. "You are such a freak."

"Yeah, I know." Dean agreed. "Now where were we?"

"I think right about...here." Jacey replied, leaning forward to press her lips back to his.

The sound of someone coughing made them pause and slowly pull away from each other, heads turning to see the younger Winchester leaning in the door, arms crossed and a smirk on his face.

"Hey Sam." Jacey greeted.

"Hey Jacey, nice night?" Sam asked. Jacey nodded, her cheeks tinted a slight pink. Dean grinned and kissed her cheek, earning a grin in return from the blushing red head.

"I'll see you Saturday." He reminded. "Unless of course you play delivery girl tomorrow."

"Yeah...maybe." Jacey teased. Dean shook his head and watched the girl squeeze past Sam into the apartment. "Good night."

"Night." Dean returned the statement before turning his eyes to Sam. "So what did you do?"

"Picked up a crib but it's in my closet." Sam replied. He dug into his pocket and pulled out a receipt. "Gonna make it into a present." Dean took the receipt and raised a brow. "I also picked up some other stuff."

"I see that." The older brother muttered as he looked through the items. "Went a little crazy though, don't you think?"

"Nah, Gabe wired me money to pitch in for it." Sam explained. Dean nodded slowly. "You guys are getting along good."

"Yeah...we usually do." Dean pointed out, handing back the receipt. "I'll get you the money for that crib, I'm taking credit for it."

"Thought so." Sam agreed, laughing.

"Take it easy big guy, I'll see you tomorrow." Dean stated. Sam smiled and nodded, stepping back into the apartment as Dean headed back to the elevator.


My first update of 2012! I got a couple of things still planned out for this story so no worries. Once this finishes I'll be aiming for some of the other stories although I'm pretty sure I'll have another new story but the time this one is done, just because that's the way I am. Sadly my mind doesn't work well on some things but I am trying. I have each chapter for the other stories already started, it's just a matter of actually getting through them.