Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, I do however own Cheyenne, Jacob and Alex

A/N: So this is just a short filler until the next chapter, which I started a writing as soon as I was done with this chapter, but I have an exam to take and then I have to go to work for a few hours. But I will update another chapter of this yet today/tonight. And to my faithful "Iris" readers/reviewers, I will be writing more of that today. If all goes well I will have that updated tonight, Saturday night at the latest. And I know I haven't been updating a whole lot lately, but I actually do have good reason this time. My puppy Binx got very ill and we almost lost her, but she's thankfully better now and very much well. :) And I had planned on updating Wednesday night, because House was a re-run, but my Dad ended up having heart attack symptoms again, so he was out at the hospital from lunch until 1 a.m., so I didn't get to bed until a little after 2 a.m. But my Dad is doing well now, just has to take time off work and stop stressing like he does. Damn that man. HaHa. -Kalli

"Sure." Cheyenne turned back to Dean and smiled softly. "About what?"

Dean hesitated as he watched the small smile on her face. "Alex."

"What about him?"

"I--"

"Car!" Jacob interrupted, pointing at the Impala.

"Well, he--"

"Car!"

Dean sighed and bounced Jacob softly. "I know, Buddy, just let me talk to Mommy real quick."

Jacob looked up at Dean with tear-filled eyes, his chin quivering as he cried, "Car."

"Can we talk about this tonight?" Dean asked, running his hand over the back of Jacob's head. "Come on, let's check out the Impala."

Cheyenne watched as Dean opened the front door of the Impala and climbed in behind the wheel, Jacob in his lap.

Dean looked up when the screen door could be heard, signaling Cheyenne had went back inside. Looking back down, he grinned as he watched Jacob smack his hands against the steering wheel, smile spread across his face.

"You like the Impala, huh, Jake?" Dean smiled as Jacob continued to grin and pat the steering wheel. "She'll be yours one day, Bud."

Lifting the child up when Jacob started to get restless, Dean turned the little boy to him, holding onto him as Jacob stood on his thighs.

"You don't like Alex do you?"

Jacob looked like he tasted something awful as he heard the name 'Alex'.

Dean pressed a kiss to the little boys forehead. "Same here."

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Cheyenne smiled down at her son in his crib, his eyes drooping closed every couple of seconds.

"Goodnight, Baby." She pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. "Sweet dreams."

She stepped aside and watched quietly as Dean leaned over the crib with a smile on his face.

"'Night. Sleep tight, Jake." Dean made sure the boy was covered by his blanket before leaning down and kissing him on the forehead.

Cheyenne silently left the nursery with Dean trailing behind her.

"So what is it about Alex you wanted to talk about?" Cheyenne asked, going into her bedroom to grab her laundry.

"I don't exactly like the guy, Chey."

Cheyenne turned back to Dean and tilted her head at him. "I know he can come off as a jerk, but he's a great guy Dean. You two are a lot alike, he cares about the ones he loves."

Dean sighed at the look in Cheyenne's eyes. "But Jake--"

"Will grow to like him. It's just going to take some getting used to."

"I care for you Chey, a lot."

Cheyenne smiled softly and dropped her clothes so she could hug him.

"I know Dean, I care about you too. But just because I'm with Alex doesn't mean you're being replaced. You'll always be my best friend."

Dean sighed again and hugged her to him.

"Dean Winchester hugs, how about that." Cheyenne joked then pressed a kiss to his cheek. "But if you don't mind, I have some laundry to do."

He watched her grab the basket and leave the room. Groaning he scrubbed his hands down his face. This was going to be harder than he thought.

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