Three months after Emmeline discovered she was pregnant and a month since their romantic weekend, it was time for her second doctor's appointment. She made it for a Saturday so Dean could go with her. She knew he hated anything that had to do with hospitals, but she also knew that when it came to her or Mason, he melted like a ice pop in July.
Emmeline had already seen the doctor before today's check up, but today she wanted to bring Dean. Mason had gone with her on occasion, but today she wanted Dean to see the baby.
Driving to the doctors, Dean's hands figited on the wheel and he kept re-adjusting himself in the driver's seat. Emmeline even saw a small trickle of sweat make it's way down her lover's face; she had never seen him so nervous ever.
"Dean," she said soflty.
"Hmm," he answered distractedly, maneuvering a close turn with his Impala.
"Dean," Emmeline said again, grabbing his hand this time. "Look at me."
Dean turned to look at the young woman in the seat next to him with clear confusion written all over his face.
"Don't be so nervous, everything's going fine with me and the baby. Just relax," Emmeline said with a smile. Dean smiled back and gave her a quick peck on the lips as the light turned red in front of them.
"I'm sorry, doctor's make me nervous and I want everything to be perfect."
"Dean, you researched this woman for a month before you let me go to her. I'm flattered but she's really nice, you're gonna love…Oh!" Emmeline gasped, hands shooting to her belly.
"What! What's wrong!" Dean panicked. Emmeline grabbed his right hand and placed it on her belly.
"Em, what are you doing? Are you-" But Dean stopped when he felt a tiny bump. Dean's eyes couldn't have gotten any bigger if he tried and as he looked up at Emmeline, she was smiling.
"Dean, that's our baby," she whispered. Dean pulled her close, and hugged her.
A horn honked behind them, breaking their embrace. The light had turned green and Dean and Emmeline made their way to the doctor's office, beaming.
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Emmeline sat on the examination table and Dean stood slightly in front of her, watching everyone coming and going.
"Down, Dean," Emmeline said with a laugh. Dean smiled at Emmeline and grasped her hand and gave it a little squeeze.
Seconds later a male nurse cam in and began to set up the supplies for the doctor.
"Hello Emmeline, how are you today?" He asked, as he kept himself busy.
"I'm good, Scott. How are you?" Emmeline said, giving a smile to Dean who had went into full defense mood.
"Ok, Emmeline, the doctor will be in a minute, I just need you to unbutton your jeans and roll them down a bit-"
"Buddy, you need to back the fuck up right now!" Dean yelled at the nurse, stepping in front of Emmeline.
"Dean, stop it! Look at me," Emmeline said, pulling Dean back towards her before he launched a full attack.
"Dean, he asked me that because their going to be doing an ultrasound on the baby, and they can't do it until I roll down my jeans. He was doing his job," Emmeline said, reaching a hand up to Dean's face to calm him.
"I'll leave you two for a moment," the young man said, practically running from the room.
"Dean, that was uncalled for," she said quietly.
"Em, he asked you to lower your pants, what was I supposed to think? Besides, I'm the only one allowed to do that," he said with a wiggling of his eyebrows.
"Dean, if you would stop being so over-reactive, you would have seen he was gay," she said and laughed at Dean's face.
"Really?" he answered
"Uh, yea Rambo, he was."
A few minutes later they were joined by Doctor Elizabeth and she began the ultrasound on the baby.
"I can't see anything," Dean whined, remaining Emmeline of Mason.
"Just wait," she whispered. Finally, the doctor pointed out the baby and Emmeline looked up at Dean.
"See, there he or she is."
"Whoa," Dean said breathlessly. "That's…Wow," he whispered and kissed Emmeline on the temple. "I didn't think it was possible to love you any more than I do right now," he whispered into her ear.
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That night, Dean sat up watching T.V. after the whole house was asleep. The day's events had been amazing, and he couldn't help but think of how badly he wanted to share this with Sam.
Picking up his cell, he starred at the screen and as if by some miracle it starting ringing, and the caller ID read SAM.
"Hello?" Dean answered quickly.
"Hey Dean," a tired voice answered on the other line.
"Sam where are you? You ok? You get it?"
"Dude, lower the firing squad. I'm fine, just tired. I'm closing in on it, just a few more months and I think we'll get it. How are things with you?"
"Good, Sammy. Emmeline took me to the doctors with her. I actually felt the baby kick and I saw it on this monitor thing."
"It's called an ultrasound, Dean."
"Dude, how did you know that?" There was a pause on the other end and Dean thought the connection had been dropped. "Sam? You still there?"
"Yea sorry. It's amazing about Emmeline Dean. I'm happy for you both. But I have to get going, I just wanted to check in and say hi. Tell everyone I said hello."
"I will Sam. Just be careful alright?" Dean said into his phone.
"I always am. Hey Dean?"
"Yea Sammy?"
"I really am happy for you, you know that right?"
"Yea…I do. Be careful, Bitch.
"You too, Jerk."
A soft click in Dean's ear told him Sam had hung up. Rubbing his eyes, he made his way upstairs to bed.
