Lizzy was on her swing again, her hand on her rounded stomach.

"I don't want to love it," She said.

"You will, with time," the man said behind her.

"I don't believe you."

"Have faith." She smiled, nodding.

She looked at the vision of Abby and Dean playing. She felt a little tug on her clothes and she turned around. She looked, seeing a little boy staring up at her, with the prettiest green eyes she had ever seen.

"Hello little one," She said to the new addition to this dream. "Who are you?" She asked, knowing there was no point; no one seemed to tell her who they were in these dreams. The boy smiled, placing its hand on her round stomach.

Lizzy woke up screaming in pain and Dean tried to calm her but he could barely touch her. She was sweating and burning with a fever. She rolled and thrashed on the bed.

"Lizzy! BOBBY! HURRY!" Dean screamed. Bobby came running and saw Lizzy thrashing around.

Bobby and Dean watched in horror as she lifted off the bed. "Good Lord." Bobby muttered.

"Well, looks like I'm right on time." came a voice from behind them. They turned to see The Demon standing there looking smug. She was scared, and in so much pain, worse than she ever was with Abby, like this thing wanted out, and was going to rip her open to do so. She could tell HE was there, and she cursed his name for doing this to her.

"You're killing me aren't you?" She yelled. He smiled at her.

"You're strong Lizzy, you should survive it," He said before turning to Dean. "Go hold her hand, tell her to breathe or whatever you humans do to make them feel better." She screamed again when she felt her water break. Dean held his ground, and then glanced at Lizzy.

"I want to, God knows I want to. Baby, your fever's so high I can't touch you." Dean looked at the Demon again. "You know that too. This thing is burnin her up and you don't care as long as you get what you want."

The Demon laughed. "I'm hurt that you don't trust me, Dean. Really."

"Just know that if she dies... I'm done. I'll quit. I'll take Abby and live in our house in Kansas and never give hunting another thought. So if you want me out there with Sam... teaching him, training him... then you better make sure she lives," Dean seethed out moving as close to Lizzy as he could manage without getting burned. It smiled at Dean.

"Oh you will, wither she dies or not, you will chase me to the ends of the earth and beyond that to kill me," He said. "It's the Winchester way after all."

She was on fire, delirious and in so much pain she couldn't tell what was going on. She felt hands on her, knowing they weren't Dean's. She screamed again, not wanting them anywhere near her. She felt a hand on her forehead, words spoken in another language that was strangely familiar yet not at the same time. She felt her fever lessen as well as the pain. She heard a voice in her mind.

"If you don't get yourself under control, this will just consume you until you are dead. You need to listen, to focus, and move to push this child out."

"I hate you for doing this to me. Just get it out," She screamed as he put her into position. Dean edged closer to his wife only to get thrown back. Dean glared at the Demon.

"What I can't even get close to her?"

"Don't look at me. I didn't do it." The Demon grinned. "Oh I knew I picked well. He's strong."

"That was the..." Dean trailed off. He couldn't even say it.

"Oh yes. Very strong indeed," The Demon said smiling widely. She started thrashing, screaming again. She begged for him to get it out of her, and he kept telling her it was up to her to do it.

"Why don't you get it out of her?" Bobby snapped at the Demon, not wanting to see her like this anymore. The Demon looked like he was thinking about it.

"Well I could cut it out of her, but I don't think Dean would like that too much..."

"Bastard, you are enjoying this too much, I'm sure there is SOMETHING you can do," Bobby yelled. Lizzy screamed again.

"Oh God, It's coming," Lizzy said. Dean surged forward again trying to get to Lizzy only to be thrown back again, this time directly into Bobby. Bobby saw the hit coming and braced for the impact catching Dean before he hit the floor. Dean tried to run but Bobby held him fast.

"Bobby, let me go, man! Please!" Dean yelled as he fought.

"And what? Let you get tossed around the room like a damn rag doll? No way. She's strong, you know that. Stronger than even she knows. She'll make it," Bobby said not releasing his hold on Dean. She screamed and cursed as she began to push the thing out of her. She heard the Demons voice almost encouraging her until she told him to shut the fuck up.

"Quite a mouth you got there Lizzy, Just a little more," It said as she gave it all she could, using all her energy and strength. She heard a baby crying before she passed out, feeling a wave of something wash over, the same feeling she felt like when she was dreaming, but this time, it was no dream.

Dean rushed to Lizzy's side and held her in his arms. Her fever dropped quickly and he passed a cool damp cloth over her face to wipe away the sweat.

"It's done. Are you happy now? Take it and get out of our lives!" Dean shouted. The Demon smiled at Dean before cooing at the wailing baby boy in his arms. The demon was about the say something when the baby floated out of his arms, and over to Lizzy, landing between Dean and Lizzy, cooing happily now.

"Well that was unexpected," the Demon said. Dean looked at the little boy as he lay happily between them. He almost smiled as the bright green eyes stared up at him. Wait... green? Dean was shocked out of his thoughts by the entrance of Abby. She ran full speed toward her parents shouting at the Demon to get away.

"Abby? Honey what's wrong?" Dean asked.

Abby clambered up on the bed and pulled the baby into her arms. She glared at Yellow-eyes and shouted at him, "You get away! You can't have him, he's mine! He's my brother, the Angel said so!" The yelling stirred Lizzy as she felt the same feeling around her, that slowly started to fade. She saw Yellow-eyes looking at them all with a mixture of shock, horror and then anger.

"Abby, what are you talking about? What Angel?" Dean asked.

"Michael, He said that he had to save Mommy, because she had faith in him. He couldn't make the bad baby go away 'cause Mommy made a deal. But he could change him. He made him yours and Mommy's, Daddy, like mommy wished for," Abby explained.

"Why did he come to you, baby? Why not come to us?" Dean asked Abby. Lizzy watched in shock at what she was hearing, looking down at the sleepy child before her.

"Michael said that you wouldn't believe that he was an Angel, Daddy," Abby replied simply.

Dean looked sheepish. "Well, he's right I wouldn't have. But the pain and the fever? Why did she have to go through all that... and the short pregnancy?"

"Michael said that he couldn't do anything till the very end. When it would be the easiest for him to act and when he would be distracted." She said pointing at Yellow-eyes. "Michael said that he wasn't supposed to do this. So he doesn't get to win this one." Abby snuggled the little boy and then snuggled into her daddy's lap content.

"Well I'll be..." Bobby said with a smile on his face. The demon listen to what Abby was saying, anger growing within him. Then a smile spread across his face.

"Well I guess I can't be that choosy. The deal still stands. Hand him over..." Before anyone could act, Dean and Bobby where thrown against the wall, which sent Abby falling, but she stopped, right before she hit the floor. "Don't want to hurt him now, sweetie." He said, moving closer to Abby.

"Leave her alone!" Lizzy said, exhausted but couldn't just sit there, while he terrorized her children.

"You served your purpose, stay out of it," he said before picking up the wailing Infant as Abby screamed for him to stop. He smiled at Dean who was cursing and struggling against him.

"NO!" Abby screamed. "He promised! The Angel said you can't have him! He said!" Abby wailed.

"Deal was for YOUR kid. He's ours. Now get the fuck out." Dean spat.

"Boy's got a point." Bobby said. "That Angel voided the deal. Way I see it an Angel trumps Demon. And if Michael is changing things, then I'd hate to see the outcome of crossing an Angel that powerful." Yellow-eyes sighed then.

"Angels have no reason to be here yet. It was a fair deal, a life for a life. I guess since you can't hold up your end, then I don't have to hold up mine..." Yellow-eyes said, looking at Dean. He flicked his wrist but suddenly a white light appeared and the Demon was gone. The little baby just floated there, in mid-air. Bobby felt himself move and was there in a flash, grabbing the infant. Dean watched what happened in shock. Bobby wrapped and handed the baby to Lizzy. Dean shook his head.

"Did Michael have any explanations for that?" Dean asked Abby.

Abby shrugged. "He just said that there'd be side effects for a little while."

Bobby laughed a warm booming sound. "Those are some kind of side effects. Well, what are you going to name him? Boy like this needs a good strong name."

"I... I don't know, Bobby?" Dean said quietly. Lizzy looked at the little boy within her arms and smiled.

"Michael," She said. "After my father... As well as others." She looked up at Dean. "I guess it was God's plan for you to have that son after all," She said at the unexpectedness of this all. "Oh my, we don't have anything for him, not even a bed, or car seat... We have been barely getting by as it is..." She said worried but another look at his eyes, the color of his fathers, and none of that seemed to matter anymore. Dean hugged her.

"Don't worry about that now. We'll figure it out. I know that the last couple of cases haven't come through with a paycheck, but Daniel left Dad some money and things, maybe he can help out..." Dean said and then something dawned on him. "Shit... we gotta call Dad and Sammy. They need to know what happened."

"I'll take care of it, Dean. You all get some rest," Bobby said.

"Thanks Bobby," Dean replied as he settled Abby in his lap next to Lizzy and Michael. Lizzy was still looking at the baby amazed.

"I spent all that time trying not to get attached to the thing tormenting me these past few weeks. It's almost unreal. Like another dream and I'm going to wake up and all this never happened." She looked away from the baby to Dean now. "We have a son," She said, handing him to Dean. Dean held the boy in his arms.

"Yeah, we do. Looks like someone is looking out for us. So how about you and Michael get some rest and get to know each other and I'll go get some of the things that we'll need." Dean watched as Michael floated over to his mother. "I really hope that doesn't last much longer."

"I think it's cool," Abby said, with a smile.

"Yeah, I don't care about the floating too much; I just hope the growing has stopped. I don't want to wake up to find I have a crawling baby..." She said before yawning. She laid the little baby beside her, getting him situated, before she lay there watching him with fascination as he slept.

Dean left the room and went downstairs and found Bobby on the phone. He motioned that he was going out and Bobby nodded. Dean went into town and headed for, of all places, Wal-Mart. He figured he could get most of the things that they needed there. He was glad that he took Bobby's truck. After getting supplies he packed up the truck and headed back to the scrap yard.

Dean walked in and Bobby met him at the door. "Good Lord, boy, did you buy the store?"

"Sorry, Bobby but I had to get some essentials. What did Dad say?" Dean replied.

"He and Sam are on their way. They want to see the little miracle." Bobby said with a chuckle as he helped Dean carry Michael's things inside. As things where being brought in, Lizzy woke up. Despite Dean's pleads for her not to, she was up and moving, watching Michael, before putting him into clothing that Dean had gotten him. He was setting up a bassinet in their bedroom as she was feeding him when she suddenly spoke.

"We can't go home again, back to Lawrence..." He looked at her confused. "I've been gone for, what? Eight weeks or so, no signs of pregnancy and now I have a new born, people are going to start to ask questions. I don't want to say he is not mine, when he looks so much like you, Dean. I guess I just need to go somewhere else. Maybe Bobby will let us stay for a bit, or maybe I can settle somewhere else," She said, more to herself then him.

"Are you sure? I'm sure we could come up with some explanation." Lizzy just looked at him. "Okay. I'll call and get the house sold. I'm sure Bobby won't mind putting us up here till we can find something. We can go anywhere you want. Just name it." Dean said sitting next to her on the bed.

"I'm not sure yet. Bobby's is the only other place that felt like home since I've met you, but still, I don't want to over step my welcome. I'm sure a screaming infant is going to start getting quite annoying to him," She said.

"We'll see," Dean said as he started to get up.

"Dean, there is something I need to tell you," Lizzy said. Dean just nodded as he sat down next to her. "I had been having dreams now, for a while. Not scary dreams, like Yellow-eyes gave us, just dreams. I was safe and warm, in a comfortable place, watching you and Abby play. A man came to me, assured me that if I had faith than everything was going to be alright. He told me to love this child for it was mine and as long as I did that, things would work out. I didn't at first, but then, I stopped trying to find the answers and just believed that it was going to be ok. I had faith in that person. I think that was Michael, Dean, because I wished the child was ours and he made it come true," She said, tears of joy in her eyes.

"I guess my mother was right, I do have an angel watching over me," Dean said with a smile before he moved to get the room set up.

Within a few days, Sam and John where there, quite surprised at their little miracle.

"So," John started, "You want to tell me exactly what happened here?"

Dean laughed as they all sat around the dining room table. "Near as we can tell, Michael the Angel, stepped in at the last minute and voided Lizzy's deal. He couldn't make the baby vanish or anything so he made him ours. Mine and Lizzy's and completely human." Dean said as Michael floated his pacifier to him and began sucking on it happily. "With a few side effects that are supposed to go away at some point."

"Wow, Dean, that's just... Wow," Sam said.

"Someone sure seems to be looking out for you, son," John agreed.

"Yes he is," Lizzy said quietly as she passed the baby around. John was happy about his new and unexpected grandson. Sam was quiet for the most part. Abby moved to snuggle with her daddy, now becoming a little jealous of all the attention that Michael was getting. They started talking about the future and where they were to go from here.

"Well I plan to crash here for a while. The house still needs to be packed up, but I can take a few days later to do that. I'm sure someone isn't very happy with us, and will be screaming for people to get hunting soon," She said sadly.

"Sam and I can take care of that. We can store your things here till you all find a new place. Are you going to stay close to Bobby? I'm sure the kids would love it," John said.

"I'd sure love the company." Bobby put in.

"Thanks Bobby. We don't want to be any bother," Dean said.

"You idjit. I want ya'll here, haven't you figured that out yet?" Bobby said with a chuckle.

Dean looked a little embarrassed and then looked at Bobby with a small smile. "Thanks Bobby."

"Yes, thanks Bobby, you don't know how much this means to us," She said with a smile, before taking the sleeping baby boy from Sam, taking him back to their room. She smiled, watching over him as he slept. It looked like things where starting to go right for the Winchesters after all, she thought, finding hope within that little child.

A/N: I'm soooo sorry for not posting sooner. Getting ready for Son's first birthday (which was awesome) come back home after being gone 3 weeks, major cleaning, then work, I got very forgetful. Hopefully there will be no more delays. Again. So very sorry!