Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, I do however own/co-own Kyla, Kalli, Milo and all others you do not know
This is a Kyla/Kalli Creation
Third Person--Kalli
Kalli wrung her hands as Sam put Charlee in her crib and then motioned out of the room. They both knew that Kyla and Dean probably deep in the thralls of passion so no one would hear them fighting.
"Now Sammy, before you start, it was totally by accident that Kyla and I even fought a demon." Kalli said putting her hands up as they entered their room and Sam shut the door.
Sam sighed. "Kalli, it was a stupid idea!"
"Sam, we were saving a man!" Kalli protested.
"Yes, while your daughter and I were here! What would we have done if something happened to you?!" Sam asked.
Kalli sighed. "Sam, we were fine. Kyla and I have been doing this for years! It was one demon!"
"A demon, that had anything gone wrong, could have killed you!" Sam replied, raising his voice.
"You know, raising your voice, will not keep Charlee asleep." Kalli told him firmly.
Sam sighed and then looked her in the eye. "Kalli, what you did was wreckless!"
"Like what you and Dean still do everyday! Sam, you are being such a hypocrite right now! Kyla and I saved a life! Just because you're the man, doesn't mean you can go out and hunt and I can't!" Kalli cried.
"You're impossible!" Sam yelled.
Kalli stepped closer to him and sized him up. "No, you're impossible!"
Kalli wanted to grab him and kiss him hard as they stood there breathing heavily, their eyes occasionally looking at the other's lips, but they were mad. They were mad, and they were both making a point.
"Charlee needs you around, Kalli." Sam told her.
Kalli nodded. "She needs you around just as much."
With that, and Sam starting to say something and then stopping, Kalli left the room and slammed the door hard. Sam opened it, told her not to slam the door because it might wake Charlee up, and then slammed it again himself. To which Kalli opened the closet door and slammed it as well, heading down to the kitchen.
Third Person--Dean
Dean sighed as he pulled his pants on, and decided it was about time he tried to see if this was truly the decision that he wanted to make. It was a big decision, and he couldn't do it just because other people were offering to do it for him.
Dean grabbed the dog treats he knew Kyla kept in the bottom drawer of the bureau, and then he sighed. He was going to have to get past the dog to get to Charlee. Milo had taken quite a liking to the little baby girl, and guarded her nursery door. Unknown to everyone else, Dean had actually been bribing the dog and getting past him regularly when he thought no one knew.
"Hey there." Dean said, faking a smile.
Milo was about to growl, when he saw the dog treat and started wagging his tail. He sat up and took the dog treat, letting Dean get past him. Shutting the door behind him, Dean went over to the crib and actually smiled down at his niece. She was an adorable, quiet, little baby girl.
"Well there you are, Charlee." Dean said, in a semi-baby voice. "It's Dean. No uncle or anything--just Dean."
Dean stressed the "Dean" part, wanting more than anything to get Charlee to say his name.
"You know, Kyla wants a baby pretty bad. I just don't think I'm cut out to be a Dad." Dean told the little girl, and sighed when she reached up her hands to him, wanting to be picked up. "You sure you don't want to stay in your nice crib? It's better in there, I promise."
Charlee just kept her hands up, and Dean sighed. He rolled his eyes and picked her up, stunned that she clung right on, and nestled herself into him. Making sure she was secure against him, he glanced at her yawning, and then was about to protest, when she started falling asleep on him.
"Well...this isn't that bad." Dean admitted softly.
Dean thought he was the only person in the room, but he was mistaken--Sam had been in there since Dean had started confessing about his Kyla problem. Sam smiled, and then he spoke up.
"I knew you had a soft spot for her." Sam said.
Dean turned around and frowned. "I do not. The thing wanted to be held. I didn't want it to cry or anything."
Sam laughed. "You love your niece. Admit it."
"I will not." Dean protested.
Sam smiled. "You're more ready to be a Dad than you think, Dean."
Third Person
Kyla went down to the kitchen and sighed, getting herself some coffee. After a good twenty minutes or so, Kalli came down and looked at her and frowned a little.
"What's wrong?" Kalli asked.
Kyla took a deep breath. "Well, I'm definitely not in as good a mood as I was before."
Kalli nodded. "I can see that. Why aren't you upstairs with Dean?"
"Because it's just not the place to be right now. Kalli...can we have a serious conversation?" Kyla asked.
"Of course." Kalli replied.
Kyla took a deep breath. "Okay...does Sammy ever...does he have any problems in...you know...the bedroom department?"
Kalli laughed. "What? Sammy? Absolutely not!"
Kalli started laughing as Kyla sighed and lowered her head, blushing a little. Kalli caught on that Kyla was referring to Dean, and trying to say that Dean was the one having problems in the bedroom, and her laughter died down. She coughed awkwardly, and then Kyla spoke up.
"Great! The man that's supposed to be a Sex God has problems, while his younger, dorky brother totally 100 gets the job done!" Kyla whined, and then banged her head on the counter.
"Honey! Honey! It's okay. It happens. Except of course to Sammy." Kalli said.
Kyla nodded. "Speaking of which...how are you two?"
Kalli sighed. "We've been better. Trust me."
"Dean and I have too. That had to be the worst thing ever. Dean's never freaked out like that before." Kyla told her.
"Well, hon, having a baby is a big decision. He was probably just freaked out." Kalli explained. "I mean, he is Dean."
Kyla nodded, and then Dean came downstairs and he took a deep breath.
"Okay, I think I'm ready." Dean told Kyla. "So let's go back upstairs and get into the mood. Oh...hey, Kalli."
Kalli smiled and waved, holding back a giggle, and then watched as Kyla nodded, and followed Dean upstairs.
Third Person--Kyla
Kyla shut the door behind her as she followed Dean into the bedroom. She was about to open her mouth when Dean whirled around and spoke first.
"Do you really want a baby, Kyla?" Dean asked.
Kyla swallowed and then nodded. "Yeah, I do, but only if it's with you, and you want one too."
Dean sighed. "It's just...this is a big step for us. A baby is a big responsibility."
"If you're scared about that, remember that you'll be a great father." Kyla said. "You know what? I'm sorry. I shouldn't be pushing you into this."
Dean walked over to her and she smiled a little when he kissed her. She almost felt like she had to stop all the fighting. She kissed him back, and when he pulled away and rested his forehead on hers, she smiled bigger.
"I do love you. You know that, right?" Dean asked.
"I love you too." She ran her fingers through his hair, and then she kissed him again. "You know what, we don't have to have a baby right now."
Dean shook his head. "No, it's okay. I guess I kind of want one. I mean look at Kalli and Sammy. They're beyond happy. So why can't we be?"
"You ready for this responsibility?" Kyla asked, happy and yet still amazed by the breakthrough he seemed to be having.
Dean shrugged. "Charlee's cute enough. I mean look at us--our kid will easily be more attractive."
"Ball's in your court, Dean. You being this sweet is going to get me where you want me, whether or not we try for a baby." Kyla said. "I owe you that much."
Dean kissed her again, and Kyla swore she could melt right there. There was something else about the kiss, and when he held her close to him, she figured she knew where this was going.
"Let's try." Dean said. "I promise I can get the job done this time."
Kyla laughed. "Yeah? All right. Let's just pretend it's our normal routine, okay? That way you won't feel pressured."
"Who knows? This may even be more fun. It's risky." Dean smirked.
Kyla laughed once more, and then she was silenced when his mouth covered hers.
Third Person--Sam
Sam wasn't happy at all about this whole demon thing. How could Kalli do that? She did bring up the point that he went on hunts still too with Dean sometimes. But she was the mother. She was supposed to be around for their daughter like his mother couldn't be.
"You're sleeping on the couch tonight." Kalli said, coming into the room.
Sam looked up as he brushed his teeth. "Yeah. Fine."
"And you're taking the baby monitor. I can hear her in the nursery since it's right next door." Kalli continued.
Sam spit and then sighed. This isn't what he had wanted. He had wanted her to understand--wanted them not to go to bed mad. Then again, that's what she'd wanted to, but the two of them were being way too stubborn, so it might do them good to sleep in different rooms tonight.
"Sure." Sam replied. "I'll take the baby monitor and sleep on the couch."
"Tomorrow Kyla and I will proceed to show you the error of our ways." Kalli told him angrily.
Sam turned to her after rinsing off his toothbrush and putting it back.
He sighed again. "Kalli, I didn't mean that you shouldn't have saved him."
"No, Sammy, that's exactly what you meant. You made your feelings very clear in that regard." Kalli replied.
Sam nodded--he kinda had. He had been beyond angry at her that she had fought a demon. He hadn't felt that she should have owed the man her life, possibly. He felt resentment toward the man she and Kyla had saved. Why'd they have to put his life before their own?
Grabbing his pillows and a couple blankets, Sam let Kalli kiss his cheek and hand him the baby monitor, and then he went downstairs, wishing the night was ending better.
Feedback is Love!