Two hours later...

Flashes of Joe with his black eyes grinning at her kept flicking back and forth in her mind. The memory of being trapped and running through her store before that horrible pain rushed through her. The sight of that ugly purplish blood gushing from the crotch of her jeans and how hard Joe had laughed, saying that Dean wouldn't be happy about that.

The terrifying reality hitting her knowing that her baby was hurt, and that she was going to die.

Then...

Lucy opened her eyes, sighing to herself before Dean looked down at her. His brow wrinkled and his eyes concerned. Right away he reached down and felt her clammy forehead gently.

"You okay Lucy doll?"

Lucy nodded.

They had gone to the local hospital, about thirty or so miles outside of town. Dean had still kept a good number of Lucy's fake ID's in the trunk of the Impala and they faked her name before taking her in to get looked at. Dean the whole ride had been a nervous wreck, his arm tightly around her and jumping every time Bobby hit a pot hole. Lucy tried to stay calm, sitting beside him and looking down at her stomach.

Sam and Cas had stayed behind while Bobby drove them. Waiting in the lobby, he watched as Dean nervously hurried her to the nurses station. A few minutes later they were taken in. Dean did most of the talking, saying him and his wife were staying at their uncle's cabin and she hadn't been feeling well.

They took her blood pressure, checked her over and questioned how her hands got so scratched. Lucy said she felt faint in the kitchen and nearly passed out and dropped a glass which she fell on. A blood test was drawn and Lucy sat back.

Dean sat close, biting his nails. Once the nurses were far away enough, he leaned in close.

"Why do you think you stopped breathing?"

Lucy looked at him, she was honestly tired and her head was pounding. Shrugging, she sat back.

"Maybe it was too much...I mean this is my body...at least I think it is. I feel fine now."

"You don't look fine."

Reaching out he took her hand.

"You feel cold...let me ask them to get you a blanket..."

Lucy smirked and tugged on his jacket which was covering up his torn shirt.

"Dean, I'm fine relax."

Sighing, Dean sat down beside her before taking her hands and gently kissing them.

"Sorry...it's just...been a real crazy last couple of years...can't really trust happiness."'

Lucy faintly smiled before looking around the room.

"I swear, we make the weird st couple."

Dean smirked.

"Hows that?"

"We've both died, and came back...we aren't exactly saints either..."

Sighing, Dean shook his head.

"Let's not talk about that right now...lets just make sure your okay."

Nodding, Lucy and him waited.

The doctor came a little while after, a young man who right away Dean didn't trust, glaring at him as he sat and began to read from Lucy's file, who was under the fake name of Cindy Collet. The doctor said Lucy seemed perfectly healthy and finally looked up at them.

"And I would like to run an ultrasound to make sure the baby is all right. When is the last time you felt it move?"

Dean and Lucy exchanged a look before Lucy took a deep breath.

"Not for a while...should I be worried?"

"Well I'm sure everything is fine Mrs. Collet, but let's just double check."

The doctor left them again and Lucy looked down at her hands.

"Where's my wedding ring?"

Dean reached into his jacket pocket and pulled it out.

"Been trying to keep this safe, sorry."

Slipping it on, the ring fit perfectly. Lucy sighed looking at it as tears filled her eyes for a moment. Embarrassed, she quickly wiped her eyes before clearing her throat.

"What's wrong honey?"

Lucy looked up.

"What if the baby is dead Dean?"

"Don't talk like that..."

"No, seriously. After everything that has happened, do you honestly believe he's okay?"

Dropping her eyes, Lucy sighed.

"I never told you this, but right before the...explosion...my ex, Joe...showed up, a demon was in him..."

"Shhh, I know..."

Lucy looked up.

"No, you don't. He hurt me real bad Dean...I started bleeding. I think I was having a miscarriage. I was so scared..."

"Shhhh..."

Dean squeezed her hand before finally the doctor came back in.

Lucy's shirt was rolled up and a nurse came in to help. The machine which was on wheels was rolled over and clicked on. The nurse squeezed some jelly onto her stomach, as the doctor took the plastic paddle and sat on a stool beside her.

The nurse flicked the lights off as the tiny screen on the machine flickered on. Waiting, Lucy tried to take deep breaths to relax as the doctor pressed the paddle against her.

"Okay, just lay still and take deep breaths..."

Lucy looked at Dean and right away both exchanged the same thought to each other without even speaking.

"The baby is dead...it's dead..."

Lucy laid back and Dean squeezed her hand. He was tense and watched the doctor closely. The doctor frowned and right away Dean felt his heart leap in his chest. Waiting, the room hushed over with an odd silence as the doctor sat back.

Just then a steady echo of a thumping filled the room loudly.

Lucy's eyes opened as she stared up at Dean.

The thumping continued loudly as the doctor smiled over at them. Dean couldn't help it, he blinked away tears before trying to clear his throat.

"Is that...""

"The heartbeat...very strong, and from the looks of it the baby is fine. Moving around a little, see."

Lucy burst into tears and quickly covered her face as Dean continued to squeeze her hand and listen to his son's heart beat.

Later...

"Whoa Dean, slow down..."

Lucy said as Dean climbed on top of her in the backseat of the Impala. The windows were fogging up and Dean was in a frenzy. His hands were sliding up Lucy's shirt, cupping her breasts and trying to undo her jeans.

Both were parked off a back road on their way back to the cabin. Dean kept waiting to wake up from this wonderful yet very strange dream, and was terrified it would all end within seconds. Covering her mouth with his, he kissed her deeply before lifting his head up.

"Am I hurting you?"

Lucy laughed.

"No, of course not...just take it slow."

Dean laced his hand with her, squeezing it tight before pressing his forehead against hers.

"I'm never going to let you go away Lucy...I promise..."

Kissing her down her neck, his free hand slid across her stomach where he stared down at her. Faintly smiling, Lucy kissed him before cupping his face.

"I've been waiting for so long..."

Dean quickly unzipped his jeans, he knew if he wanted any longer he wasn't going to make it. Breathing, nearly panting he tugged roughly at Lucy's jeans. Both gently kissed each other but Dean felt himself getting worked up quickly, a swelling bulge had formed in his boxer briefs and it seemed to almost have a pulse. Lucy's fingers traced down his stomach before pulling at them and laying back. Dean grabbed himself in position and didn't even give her a chance to adjust herself before he eased his way in and snapped his eyes shut when he entered her. Lucy gasped for a second before Dean settled. Staring down at her, he grabbed one of her hanging legs by his side and lifted it.

Smiling down at her, Lucy laughed back.

"What?"

"Just thinking..."

Dean said as he gently began to thrust into her, holding one of her legs to the side.

"About?"

"About how many times we've screwed in the back of this car."

Throwing her head back, Lucy laughed before reaching up and wrapping her arms around Dean's neck. Bringing him down closer to her, she kissed his stubble covered face before Dean's hands went up her shirt again. Snapping her bra open, his hands covered her breasts as he pressed the side of his face with hers. The car dully creaked as Dean began picking up a pace. Both were exhausted, but Dean kept shutting his eyes as he pressed himself against her. Lucy squirmed underneath him before Dean leaned down kissing her again.

"We're together now...we're not dead, we're together...all of us...and nothing is going to change that."

Dean thought as he going to last longer, but suddenly he gripped Lucy as tight as he could, her legs spread and his body's full weight pressing down on her. Biting her neck, he groaned.

Snapping his eyes shut, he grabbed into her and pumped into her once, twice, then finally cried out. Lucy who was in the middle of her own orgasm tilted her head back as Dean grunted and emptied himself completely before lifting his head. Their faces were flushed and drained of any energy they once had. Staring down at her, Dean began to laugh.

"Sonofabitch...not like I used to be huh Lucy doll?"

Lucy laughed before laying back, lowering himself on her again, Dean laughed kissing her before shutting his eyes. Laying on top of her, he didn't know how long exactly they stayed that way. Listening to each other breath as she played with his hair. Finally he slid down and pressed his ear against her stomach.

"Hey baby...I promised I was gonna take care of you and your mom...and as messed up as your life is...with you not even being born yet, I swear I'm going to make sure your happy."

Turning, he kissed her stomach before looking up at Lucy. With a smile he asked...

"Say, in the mood for some pie?"

Later...

They didn't make it to the small coffee shop beside a farmer's market they passed earlier which was about three or so miles outside of town. While they were dressing, Dean found himself getting excited again and after a few kisses, both were back down in the back seat of the Impala again. The second time, they had finally managed to get dressed and Dean sat behind the wheel ready to start the engine when Lucy's hand slid into the crotch of his jeans. Gently feeling him up and down, he felt himself get hard in an instant. Lucy, who was pinning her hair up with her free hand laughed and slowly lowered herself down.

Dean's eyes widened and he gripped the steering wheel as Lucy performed her magic. The last time they did this seemed forever ago and twice Dean nearly drove off the road.

Finally the reached the coffee shop. Dean ordered a whole pie for the two of them along with some coffee and ice cold milk. In the booth, they sat together and Dean was beaming proudly, telling the waitress to keep it coming.

"I got myself a pregnant lady over here."

Lucy rolled her eyes nudging Dean's side before Dean smiled and ruffled Lucy's hair and kissed the top of her head. Together they polished off the pie.

The coffee shop wasn't busy and the view from their booth was breath taking of the woods that seemed a million different shades of color. Together they ate before finally Lucy set her fork down, Dean was surprised she had eaten so much and smiled as he dug into another slice.

"So, tell me everything?"

"Huh?"

Dean asked wiping his mouth with his sleeve. Lucy smiled picking her fork up again and digging in once more.

"What's happened since...I've been sorta out of the loop...and I know a lot has happened."

Dean sighed suddenly feeling very full.

"That might take all night Lucy doll..."

"Then let's order ourselves another pie."

Dean smiled and nodded, she had every right to know and in all honestly she was the only person he felt he could talk to. Once, very long ago it had been his brother. He needed to tell her everything. Even though it had just been a few years, it seemed like a lifetime.

Taking a deep breath he waved the waitress over who was snapping some fruit flavored gum.

"Another pie please?"

Lucy smiled.

Later...

Two empty pie tins laid before them, along with three pots of coffee that Dean polished off, and a very tall empty mason jar that held Lucy's milk. Dean couldn't believe how hungry he had been, but knew most of it was pure nerves. In just three hours he had told her everything.

About Ruby double crossing them, Sam killing Lilith, Lucifer rising, Castiel, the war with Zachariah. Adam their brother, the ghouls, the monsters, the demons. Michael, the four horsemen, death, the rings, and their plan.

He told her about the cemetery that day and the pit opening up. How Sam and Adam had fallen in.

He briefly told her about going to Lisa and Ben. He knew he had nothing to hide but that part of his life he wasn't proud of. He told her how hard it was trying to move on and be normal, and a few times he paused not really knowing what to say. Lucy ate watching him and finally reached across and gently touched his hand.

"Dean, you have nothing to be ashamed of...I was dead."

"That isn't any excuse..."

"Yes it was, I'm glad you were happy there...are they safe?"

"Who?"

"Lisa and Ben?'

"I think so."

"Then that's all that matters."

Dean was happy to move on. He spoke about Sam returning, Samuel, his cousins, knowing something wasn't right with Sam. How he had returned without a soul, and what he went through to get it back and make him not remember...

He talked and talked until finally he was worn out. Now here they were. It had just been a week since Lisa and Ben were kidnapped and now as far as Dean knew, they were safe. He knew there was something on the verge of happening, and he knew it was only a matter of time before the angels took over.

Lucy sat with him in silence for a second before lowering her head and shaking it. Quickly Dean heard giggles escape her. Raising an eyebrow he watched her before she looked up, her hand over her mouth as she continued to giggle.

"Sorry...it's just...Jensen Ackles? What the hell kind of name is that?"

Right away Dean felt better, it felt as if a weight had been lifted and instead of saying anything else he just laughed with his wife.

On the drive back, Dean drove with one arm around Lucy and the other holding the wheel. This wasn't like before. Lucy was real and so wasn't their baby...

He was getting another chance.

They arrived after nightfall to a very worried Sam and Bobby. Dean informed them that the baby was fine and Sam and Bobby right away hugged Lucy as tight as they could. By then the glass and mess had been cleaned up and a new fire had been lit.

The four of them sat around the fire, Sam, Dean, and Bobby had beers while Lucy laid against Dean and listened to them talk. For once they weren't talking about everything that was going wrong. Finally they seemed happy...

"What was it like?"

Sam asked, looking across at Lucy. By then the fire had died down some and Dean caught her yawning under her hand a few times.

"What?"

"Your heaven...what exactly was it like?"

Lucy sat up slightly on the sofa.

"Um...it was peaceful. One second I'm in my store, hurt real bad and then nothing. I woke up on the shore of the lake near Bobby's. Remember how we used to go there all the time as kids? It was how it was like now, autumn, breezy, but nice...peaceful I guess. The sky was pretty clear and I remember sitting up and looking across the water. There were others there, dressed in black...angels I think. They all just sat around watching the water. At first I was scared then this nice older man talked to me...Joshua."

Dean and Sam exchanged a look as Lucy went on.

"I was kinda scared, wandering around...begging for somebody to talk to me. He walked over perfectly calm and rested his hand on my shoulder and said everything was going to be all right. I asked if I was dead and he said yes, and I asked if you were okay Dean and he chuckled and said yes. I started to cry, asking about the baby and what happened, but he told me to sit with him. We sat underneath a tree and he said I had to stay here for a while...but I would see you again. Then I started hearing that voice telling me to come home and next thing I knew I'm laying on the cabin floor. It felt no more than a few hours, and here I am...exactly as I was years later, baby and all."

Sam sighed before looking down at his hands. Lucy yawned again excusing herself and saying she wanted to take a nice hot shower if that was okay. Everyone stood up as Bobby began to collect the beer bottles that had gathered on the table. Sam shuffled his feet before Lucy looked at him.

Lucy walked over to Sam, smiling before standing on her tip toes and kissing his jaw line. Standing back she gave him a playful punch and smirked before glancing at Bobby who smiled and waved at her.

"Get some sleep pretty, we've all had a tough time getting on without you...most of all your husband over here."

Lucy glanced at Dean who was rolling his eyes before smiling and taking her hand.

"Listen, we can crash in the Impala..."

Bobby shook his head.

"No, you two get the bedroom tonight before we head back, me and Sam will bunk out here. Get some rest kiddo."

Winking at Lucy, Bobby smiled and Dean got the faint sense of family again. A feeling he never could really trust. Lucy headed to the bathroom while Dean helped Bobby finish cleaning up.

Sam stood beside him.

"You okay man?"

Dean looked before slowly nodding.

"Yeah...first time I can honestly say that in years."

"You think everything is okay?"

"Hell if it isn't."

Sam smirked before patting his brother's arm. Walking down the hall, Dean found the bathroom unlocked and walked in. Steam had all ready floated in the air and he shut the door behind him. The plastic shower curtain was drawn and he saw the naked figure of Lucy behind it. The sound of the shower running filled his ears as he looked at the smashed mirror over the sink and sighed.

Peeling off his shirt and unbuckling his jeans, he walked over to the shower and yanked the curtain back. Lucy turned, her hair still pinned up and a soft smile on her lips. Dean looked her up and down and smiled before stepping in. Right away the steaming hot water felt wonderful against his body. Putting his hands around Lucy's lips, the two stepped underneath the pouring hot water and began to kiss.

Later...

Dean was sorting through his bag for clothes. Lucy used the bathroom before joining him and shutting the door. Thin moonlight spilled in as she sat on the edge of the bed and sighed. Her hair was still up and she had a towel around her neck, gently patting herself dry.

"That really all happened?"

Dean paused before looking at her.

"Yes."

Sighing Lucy looked.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For not being here...I should have, I'm sorry."

Dean turned, in the middle of trying to find some clothes that were warm enough for Lucy to sleep in. The clothes that...thing had brought he didn't want her anywhere near. Frowning, he shook his head.

"Don't you dare say that, Lucy you were...murdered, taken away from me, now I don't care why or how but your back...and so isn't our baby and I'm making good on that promise that I'm done, I'm a dead quit. I got a family to think about now."

Lucy stared at him.

"I would love that, but after everything you just told me...I don't think that can happen."

"Screw everything else..."

"You want to believe that, but you can't. I know you Dean. We'll figure something out, but we'll do it together. Maybe it really was God or the angels that sent me back down to help or maybe stay by your side. I don't know..."

"Bullshit..."

"Maybe, who knows...but look at us, we're the poster couple for supernatural and tragedy. We've died enough times to know there's something else out there and that there's a war going on...something if we can help from happening we should."

"And the baby?"

Lucy stretched and shrugged.

"Whatever happens as long as he's safe. I would love for him to have a normal childhood but I knew what I was getting into when I said yes to becoming a Winchester. This baby is the most important thing to us and as long as he's okay that's all right."

Sighing, Dean rubbed his neck before walking over and sitting beside her. Holding her hand, he stared at her.

"I love you Lucy...I'm just...tired that's all."

"Me too Dean, but we got responsibility. Just as long as the baby is safe, we'll figure it out...take it one step at a time, I mean once we've been to Heaven, Hell, and back...you can pretty much face anything."

Smirking, Dean nodded before looking at her.

"Lucy listen, about Lisa..."

Lucy shook her head.

"It's all right...were you happy?"

"Huh?"

"Were you happy?"

"Sorta...but it wasn't you. I tried to be normal."

"Just didn't fit?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Well that's that then. You don't need to explain yourself."

Dean stared down at the floorboards before nodding and looking at her.

"You still my Lucy doll?"

Lucy smiled.

"Always."

The two of them kissed before Dean gave her some warm clothes of her to wear. Watching her chance he smiled looking at her stomach. Once they were dressed and ready, the two climbed into bed and covered themselves up. Lucy slid in beside him, nuzzling his head before resting her head on his chest. Dean kissed the top of her head before staring at the ceiling and softly saying out loud...

"Thank you..."

Three weeks later...

Castiel, or what once was Castiel slowly walked into the lake. Disappearing under the surface, the leviathans then burst, spilling an ugly black ooze and traveling in millions of different directions.

Sam, Bobby, Dean, and Lucy all stood out of breath on the shore.

Lucy's face dropped watching.

"And why am I not surprised that happened?"