1 Month Later...December...
Dean and Miranda have been with each other for a month now. He taught her everything to protect her just in case something happened. In case the angel decided to come and get her, take her away but they never came.
Dean had thought from the first time that he made love to her that the next day they will be crashing into the cottage and taking her away but that never happened. But Dean was always watching his back, watching her back. Dean couldn't help but feel more feelings for Miranda. He opened up to her more than he had ever opened up with anyone, he told her everything. Everything that he had has done, everything with his mother, everything with the whole destiny plan.
Miranda awoke with happy thoughts in her head that day. She thought life couldn't be better, she had a beautiful little home with Dean, her lover. He had his arms wrapped around her, his warmth brought her happiness and memories of every night she spent with him in his bed. He was an amazing lover, of course he was her first but she wouldn't have it any other way.
She felt him nuzzle her neck and start to leave little soft kisses on her. She smiled as he pulled her closer to him. "You awake?" he asked.
"No."
She heard him chuckle in her neck and she turned around to face him. She wanted to tell him that she only didn't care for him, but she loved him but she was too afraid. She never felt like this before. Sure she had boyfriends before but none that would sacrifice everything for her, save her and teach her everything she needed to know to protect herself...even other things he had taught her in bed.
But her happy morning thoughts were erased when she felt something stir in her stomach and she felt her body wanting to puke. She pushed away the blankets keeping a sheet wrapped around her as she ran to the bathroom.
She felt Dean holding her hair for her and softly rubbing her back. "Babe, this is the fifth time this week, I think you should go to the doctor." He handed her a wet rag and she wiped her mouth. She flushed the toilet and closed the lid. She leaned her head on the leaned staring at him.
"Go to the doctor in town, in the town I ran away from and they all think I'm missing. Yeah, that won't cause a scene."
He smirked. "Don't be a smart ass." He kissed her forehead. "But that's one of the things that attracted me to you." He pushed her hair behind her neck and caressed her cheek. "Please, go for me. You can take Sammy."
She smiled weakly, how could she deny him? She couldn't that's how. "Ok, let me get a shower, try to hold down some food and go."
"Thank you." He kissed her forehead. "Pancakes and bacon."
Her stomach stirred and she shook her head. "No...just toast for me thanks."
He chuckled. "Alright." He got up leaving her in the bathroom. She hated being sick...she always felt vulnerable and weak.
Later that day she put her boots on and grabbed Sammy's leash. "Come on boy." He ran to her and let her put the leash on.
"How you getting there?" asked Dean walking in from the kitchen.
"I was just going to walk, your baby doesn't do well in the snow."
He grimaced. "Maybe we should get something that does." He scratched the back of his neck.
She smiled. "Your fault for moving to a little cottage in South Dakota."
He grinned at her. "Am I goig to get a kiss goodbye?"
"Maybe."
He playfully glared at her and she smiled walking up to him. She kissed him softly on the lips and he kissed her back. She let go smiling at him. "You're the reason I don't want to leave."
He caressed her cheek with his thumb. "I don't want you to leave either but I want you to get help for whatevers wrong." She pouted playfully and kissed him one more time.
"I'll miss you."
"I'm gonna miss you too." One more kiss and she was out the door with Sam. Dean watched until he couldn't see her figure in the snow. He wondered if he should have gone with her, he didn't like her being by herself but she had Sammy and a few weapons hidden in that body of hers. He shivered thinking of her body and smiled. Jeez, he loved her but didn't want to scare her by telling her.
"Miranda?!" Doctor Jones was surprised to see her alive and well. "You know the whole town has been looking for you."
"I figured...I just needed some time to think over things."
"I am really sorry to hear about your lost. I..."
"It's ok, Doctor Jones. I'm fine." He smiled at her weakly and patted the table for her to sit on. Doctor Jones noticed the dog and smiled.
"Yours?"
She smiled at Sammy. "Sort of...my boyfriends."
He smiled. "Boyfriend huh? You runaway and find a boyfriend?"
She shrugged. "He's been taking care of me."
"Do I know him?"
"I don't think so...but the reason I'm here. I've been throwing up lately, especially in the morning. I'll wake up and a few minutes later puke. My boyfriend then tries to feed me but I can't even think about food. I've just been eating light things like toast and crackers even though I am totally craving some apple pie right now."
Doctor Jones laughed. "Lie down and let me take a look." She lied down and he pulled her shirt up a little and started to examine it. A little crease formed on his forehead but smiled at Miranda. He motioned her to sit up and he checked her blood pressure. "Well, I can't really seem to find anything wrong. It seems you may just have caught a bug but I want to take a blood sample."
"Eww...needles."
He laughed and grabbed one. "Ever since you were a child you hated these things."
"Don't look Sammy, this is going to be bad." Doctor Jones laughed and stuck her with the needle taking blood out. "How long till the blood test is done?"
"About 24 hours, do you have a number I can reach you at?" Miranda gave him her cellphone number and hopped off the table.
"Thanks Doctor Jones."
"Don't be a stranger, Miranda. We miss you." She smiled weakly at him and headed out.
By the time she got back to the cottage the sun started to set. She opened the door to find Dean asleep on the couch. She chuckled and shook the snow off of her. Sammy went running into the kitchen and she sat next to Dean watching him sleep. She caressed his cheek and he woke with a start and grabbed her hand. He relaxed seeing her and grinned.
"Hey baby," he said and moved for her to lay next to him. He pulled her down and wrapped his arm around her. He kissed her on the lips. "What did the doctor say?"
"He thinks it's some bug but he took some blood." She pouted at him and showed him the band aid on my arm. He smiled and kissed it.
"Poor baby."
"I know, I hate needles." He chuckled and leaned his head onto her cheek. "So, how much did you miss me?"
"Too much, I was worried the whole time."
"Don't worry it gives you wrinkles."
"Too late."
"Well," she said turning to face him. "How about I make it up to you?" She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He smiled against her lips.
"I think I will like that." He kissed her and they laid there making out for what seemed forever because whenever they are together they only think of one another and everything else is gone. There was no evil in the world, there was no one else, no angels, just them, just how they liked it.
There was a bark and Dean let go of her lips and glared at Sam. "Sammy!" Miranda giggled but they heard someone clear their throat.
They looked over the couch to see Castiel. Oh no. The two of them tensed staring at the angel behind the couch.
"Sorry to interrupt but I have some news," said Castiel. The couple got off the couch but Dean stared coldly at Castiel. No, he wasn't going to take Miranda from him. No one, nothing, not even God himself was.
"It's a bad time Cas," he said holding onto Miranda. "Can't you come back a little later."
Castiel looked between Miranda and Dean. "If that's what you wish...but Dean I really need to talk to you." Castiel disappeared and Miranda felt tears falling from her face.
"Dean...do you think they found him?" She bit her bottom lip trying not to sound worried.
"I don't know but remember," he turned around seeing her tear streaked face. "I'm not going to let anyone take you from me. Miranda..." She smiled he only used her full name when he wanted to be serious. "I-I love you."
Her eyes softened and knew it was hard for him to say this. "I love you." She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tightly against her.
"No one, no angels, no demons are taking you away from me. Nothing will." She nodded against his chest as they held each other tightly.
Miranda was up in their room putting away some clothes when her cell phone started going off. She picked it up and it was Doctor Jones.
Meanwhile Dean was downstairs in the kitchen feeding Sammy. "Dean, we really need to talk." It was Castiel.
Dean clenched his teeth together and looked at Castiel. "I'm not letting her go. You can't take her from me! You aren't going to!"
"That's not why I came, Dean."
Miranda stared shocked at the wall in front of her. "Are you sure?"
"Yes Miranda, I'm sure. The test don't lie."
Dean stood leaning against the table his fist clenched and his knuckles white. What did Cas want? Why was he here if he wasn't going to take Miranda away?
"Dean...remember when I said the family was dieing out, that Miranda had to carry the bloodline of that man so it can carry on?" Dean nodded not fully understanding what Castiel was getting at. He wished he would just tell him straight out! "Dean...that man, that bloodline is yours."
Dean looked up from the table. "What?"
"I'm pregnant?" asked Miranda again to the doctor.
"Yes, Miranda, your pregnant."
"That's...that's impossible..."
"Like I said the results don't lie."
She nodded. "O-ok, Doctor Jones...thank you." She hung up the phone. How was she going to tell Dean? She hasn't slept with anyone but him. He was the only one she ever slept with. What if he didn't believe her? She felt herself getting dizzy and fell to the floor.
Dean and Castiel looked up at the ceiling hearing the loud bang. "Miranda?!" yelled Dean and the two of them ran upstairs to find her on the floor. Dean picked her up and put her on the bed. "Go get some water from the bathroom!" He looked down at her and started to pat her cheeks. "Baby, hey, baby come on, wake up." Castiel came back with a cup of water and handed it to Dean.
"Miranda, can you hear me?" Castiel sat on the side of the bed putting his hand on her forehead. Miranda slowly opened her eyes and looked at the two. She looked at Dean and tears filled her eyes.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" he asked and she wrapped her arms around him.
"Dean...I'm...I'm pregnant, but Dean I never slept with anyone else but you...I swear..."
He held her close to her rocking her back and forth. He looked at Castiel who nodded. "How did this happen?"
"Michael blessed you...for all your hard work and everything you've done, this is another blessing for you. You are the chosen one and she is the one to carry on your children."
"So...the demons, they went after her knowing somehow me and her will be together." Castiel nodded.
Dean kissed Miranda on the head and kept his lips on her closing his eyes. It was a miracle, he was going to be a father.
AN: Sorry it took so long for the update!!! but I hope you like this chapter as much as I do...lots of love...J.B.
