It was a grin now heading the demon's face, she looking at Sam wide eyed. "Are you really surprised though? Her daddy's one of the strongest hunters the whole world," she continued, voice picking up an awed tone to tease him.

He smirked. "Well, how many times have I saved the world." He joked.

"Only because you and Dean broke it in the first place, love." She laughed, stumbling slightly out of the bathroom.

"And one time Cas broke it." He pointed out that not /all/ the blame could fall on the Winchesters.

She rolled her eyes. "Right, forgot about that one. So... How's your detox plan going to work? You can't just up and leave, Dean's gonna know something's up. You'd have to take us with you atleast..."

"I can't take you guys. It'll be too tempting. I'll find some excuse for leaving." He explained.

"Oh..." She sighed dejectedly, as if she hoped he wasn't really going to go through with it. "But atleast that's not for awhile yet. I just...I can't believe this much time has passed. I mean, soon we're gonna be /holding/ her. I'm still scared, but atleast those classes have been helping." She smiled, getting up to help him. "Do you... What were you gonna do today? I can call Dean and cancel, I honestly just wanna cuddle all day, seeing as we won't get to do that much."

He thought about it for a second. "They shouldn't be home for another day, actually. We could just cuddle all day if you'd like." He suggested with a small smile.

"Please! I love it when I can just listen to your heartbeat... Helps calm me down."

"I like having you in my arms.. Always." He said, his smile still on his face a bit.

She nodded, snuggling back into him with a satisfied sigh, though her mind wandered. It was strange, to think that it was less then a quarter of a year and she'd be holding a miniature version of her and Sam. It still scared her a bit, but she was sure she could doing anything with Sam by her side.

"Hey, I actually think I'm gonna go make some food, OK? Maybe if I cook the awkward taste in my mouth'll go away." She started, getting up again, noticing she felt restless.

"Okay, do you want me to come with you?" He offered, looking over at her.

"No, I'm fine. Think I'm gonna play some music on my phone and try to dance around the kitchen," she teased. Pulling on one of Sam's sweatshirts, she headed out of the room and laughed, trying to figure out what she was going to make.

Settling for greek yoghurt mac and cheese, she fluttered about the small kitchen grabbing things here and there, her phone playing something Dean probably would complain about as being too pop oriented.

"Give me love, like hell... Cuz lately I've been waking up alone," she sang with Ed Sheeran, knowing that song wasn't true for her. And then, another lightning strike of pain, and she was dropping the pot off the sink with a pained cry.

Sam was almost fully dressed when he heard her and he ran into the kitchen, skidding down next to her. "Ruby?! What's wrong?" He said in a panicked state.

"Dropped the-" she started as her face paled, realizing she hadn't turned the sink on and yet she was slipping in water. "Pot. But there was no- fuck, fuck, fuck no. No no no..."

His eyes went wide. "Fuck.." As he was starting to realize what was going on.

"I... Fuck, Sam- what... This isn't... It's too early. I... And Dean and Cas aren't here." Her voice died off as her hands scaled over her stomach with worry. "This wasn't supposed to be like this..." Tears edged at her eyes as she tried to pick herself up, nails digging into the counter as she stood.

He stayed behind her, silently praying to Cas and telling him bring Dean because the baby was coming. He was completely panicked.

She tried to steady her breathing, eyes shutting as she felt herself wanting to faint at the realization this was happening. "I... We're staying here, should i- we should get a trap down before things get too bad." She stuttered, clinging him.

"We have a trap already set up," he told her as he picked her up, waiting for Castiel and Dean to arrive. He brought her over to the trap, putting in the last line on it.

"D-don't leave me here!" She begged, tears falling again. "I'm- fuck, Sam, I'm scared!"

"I'm right here, relax." He said, taking her hand.

It was a few seconds later before the two heard the fluttering of angel wings, the typical "son of a bitch" accompanied with it as Dean became aware of his surroundings again. "Dean! Cas... You're back...help..."

"It's time." Sam said, looking at Cas and Dean. Cas looked down at her, kneeling down by her head and checking her vitals.

She whimpered in pain and recoiled at Cas' touch, head turning the other way as her grip on Sam's hand tightened. "Cas... Don't touch me, it hurts. I can still move though! I'm not- I don't even think I'm having contractions, all that was was my water... It could be days or a week before she actually comes, I've seen cases," she tried to talk them into anything, just to let her have a bit of freedom.

Sam sighed and looked at Cas. "Lucy, it's for precaution and you know that." Cas told her who now looked at Dean.

"I'll be o-ok... I'm just- nothing's h-happening. Shouldn't I... Shouldn't I be in more pain?" She asked, right before another searing jolt ran through her, though it mainly started her head. "Ah, o-ow..." Her eyes flashed black as she rubbed at her temples.

Sam was still kneeled down next to her and Cas was now stood up. "From what I've gathered, I think you're going into labor." Cas said, monotone.

"No /shit/ sherlock!" She yelped, hands held over her stomach, eyes wide. "I want to be anywhere but here, not now... It's too early... What if something's wrong?!" She sat up, scooting sightly over to the edge of the trap, trying to see if she could reach her hand over it.

Sam stayed close to her, an arm around around her. "Shh, we'll be fine.."

"I don't want this to happen yet..." Her eyes shut and she leaned into his touch as she exhaled, another spasm hitting, though this felt no worse than mediocre cramps at this point. "Do we even /have/ drugs? I don't... I'm really worried I'm not gonna be able to control myself when the pain gets bad..." She looked at Dean and Sam, managing a smile. "Just our luck, right? A demon in preterm labor with no way to control it. I'm so so so sorry in advance!"

"Relax," Sam said. "We got this, okay?" He gave her a reassuring smile, a hand coming to her's for her to squeeze

She nodded, leaning up to kiss him softly. "I believe you, I do. I'm just... I'm terrified." She admitted, before she bit her lip. "And I never got to make food." She pointed out, almost laughing at the timing of everything.

He smiled a bit at her priorities. "You can eat in a little bit, I'll even make the food for you."

"Thanks...I... So, what, we just wait?" She asked, not liking the idea of being stuck in the trap all day at this point. There was no set time for this type of thing, first time mothers could go anywhere from a few hours to a day or two.

"It's only being safe, love. I mean, none of us have any idea how long this is going to last- or how dangerous you might get." He clenched his jaw at the realization of this, him still sitting next to her.

"But you'll let me out at some point, right?" It was somewhere between a growl and an innocent question, all three boys noticing the shift in her tone. "Can you... Grab me a pillow and some blankets? Might as well try to sleep, don't know how much energy this is gonna suck out of me so I should rest up now..."

He nodded, looking up at the other two to keep an eye on her. He walked into their room, grabbing her favorite pillows and blankets in the entire place. He put the pillow on the floor inside the trap for her along with the blankets. He then sat down next to the trap, dead set on staying near her.

"Thank you..." She smiled, pulling the blankets around her as she adjusted the pillow and leaned against Sam, sighing. Her eyes slipped shut. "'m gonna try to take a nap, seems like it's the only thing I can do."

Within ten minutes she was asleep, hand still holding Sam's as she winced slightly in her sleep.

Coaxing Sam up, Dean pulled him into the kitchen. "Are you OK? I know you're freaking out With/for her. We don't know how long this'll last. She could sleep a few hours while we figure out how to subdue her."

He nodded, his eyes shifting to look at her from the corner of his eye. "Yeah, it's just, it's stressful you know. I'd rather be there with her, should anything happen. This isn't a normal pregnancy."

"Well we knew that from the start, but you gotta know she's gonna be OK. They're gonna make it through this. I'm surprised she's managing to sleep through this, even if it's been like an hour. Sure isn't moving as fast as the hospital dramas make it look," Dean laughed, though he stopped at the look Sam gave him. "Just trying to diffuse your mood. Should we... Nah, I'm not gonna wake her."

"Let's just let her sleep for as long as she can. I'm guessing she'll wake up when the pain gets too bad." He sighed. "Look, Dean, I'm glad you're here helping me." He admitted.

His brother smiled. "You really think I'm gonna leave you alone with a demonic female who's about to be in the worst pain in her life? No way! I mean, we've never been normal, but a baby is as close to apple pie that we're ever gonna see," he noted, before the two heard pained whimpering from the other room.

"She's still asleep. Her vitals are stable, there's no signs of distress from either her or the offspring, although... Sam, you're aware there's more than one, correct?" Cas supplied as he walked into the room, smoothing his hands on his jacket.

His eyes widened, everything they said about that now being a reality. "A-Are you serious?" He said, his hair falling in front of his face. "How many..?"

"Twins, that's why she so early. Her body can't handle them, though they're going to be smaller than typical humans at this age. They should live because they're not human, but complications can still happen with her. The energy they're throwing off is pretty palpable, you guys might even feel it. Doesn't seem like her contractions are strengthening any, she's still asleep so atleast that's good."

He nodded, running a hand through his hair. "What about Lucy? She'll be okay, too, right?"

"She should, I haven't seen anything that indicates a problem."

Of course at that, there was a louder whimper and they knew she woken up, voice shaken.

"S-Sam?!"

He ran over to her as soon as he heard her call her. "Yes?"

"I'm sore... Everything hurts..." She whined, hands scaling over her stomach. "Everything's so h-heavy..."

He internally sighed. "I know, only a little bit longer."

"I keep feeling like she's m-moving, like her kicking's p-painful but I can't tell if that's contractions or not." Her eyes shut as she nuzzled into him, one of her hands tightening into a fist as a spasm came. "Ow...a-ah... They're definitely there."

He sat next to her, giving her a soft and sympathetic look. "Uh, actually, there's two little people kicking in there.."

"T-two?!" Her eyes widened, and she giggled, hands held over her stomach. "H-how did you find that out? The ultra sounds never showed anything..." She grimaced, panting lightly as she leaned up to kiss him.

"The walking ultra sound over there." He joked, kissing her forehead softly at her struggle.

"Cas! How-" she gasped, eyes flashing. "A-ah, fuck... This... This isn't fun anymore..." Her grip on Sam's hand tightened as she panted, her body locking up.

Her other hand snapped up, fingertips straight as the light in the kitchen popped and broke.

He held her hand lightly, grabbing her other arm quickly and trying to keep her from destroying anything else.

"Sammy...lemme go, I'm OK!" She nearly wailed, tears edging out of her eyes. "I'm not gonna hurt anything or anyone!" But this nearly was a growl, her nails tightening into his hand as it held her arm.

"That was close, though." He explain, his grip loosening just a bit.

"It was fucking lightbulbs, you want it to be your hand?!" She tried to tease, though it came out more pained than intended. "Ow...ow... Fuck, I thought one was gonna be bad enough, but hell, I'm gonna have to deal with this twice as long waiting between them? Nonono I don't like this..."

"I know, but you can get through this, I promise." He said in a comforting tone.

She shook her head, baring her teeth in a snarl as she tried to pull away from him. "Just make it stop...I can't even explain this, it hurts so much." Her head dropped back against the pillow he'd grabbed her, though her hand moved again into a fist and the door on the opposite side of the room slammed shut as she whimpered.

He sighed, hating to her in this pain. "It'll stop soon, I promise." He let go of her other arm, that hand going to her hair and petting it softly.

"It's only been like two hours! I can't-" she started complaining, whimpering again as her body locked up. "CAS GET YOUR ANGELIC ASS IN HERE AND HELP ME!" she howled, wondering if the angel could just null everything, even if this cursed act was god designed.

Dean, who had been leaning against the door frame watching the two, visibly flinched at Lucy yelling - the lights and the doors had been enough, and he wasn't even sure she'd started dilating yet.

Cas walked in, a blank expression on his face. "I'm, um, not sure what I can do?" He said, almost question like.

"You, angel grace. Numb this, anything!" She snapped, immediately apologizing after, trying to brush off how she was reacting. "Sorry, I just- I can't think, everything hurts to hard. Fucking oowwww, a-ah- damnit don't any of you know how this works?! I need- fuck, need to be in something different, that w-way you can see if anything ch-changes..." She panted.

Sam looked at Cas and Dean hoping they had more of a clue than he did.