I was on my way home, the windows rolled down. It was a surprisingly warm day for March in South Dakota, and it was nice. Sawyer had just had her baby and she and Sam were getting adjusted in their home. I was happy for the both of them. They were looking for houses because they knew it was time, since they had a second kid. There wasn't enough room for a growing family.

I smiled as a good song came on the radio. I turned it up and just enjoyed the breeze as I drove. I stopped at the stop sign, and then looked both ways before going. It was a four way stop and it looked like the coast was clear. I drove the stop sign as I was driving, I realized that the CD case that I kept in my car had fallen down on the floor.

"Oh no," I said. I looked and was halfway through the intersection. No one was coming. I reached for it and when I came back up, my eyes widened as soon as I saw a big, black escalade driving right towards me, about to hit the side of my car.

Crash.

~3rd person POV~

"Sam, I know, we'll be over there as soon as possible. No, we're just waiting for Meredith to get home. Yeah, she went out. Look, Sam I've got another phone call. I'll call you when we're leaving," Dean said to his brother over the phone. He knew that Sam and Sawyer were having some trouble balancing the whole two kid thing right now, but Sam didn't have to call every ten minutes! They were going to leave in no time.

They had named their little girl, Haley. She was beautiful. They took her home from the hospital a couple of days ago and Dean, Meredith, John, and Jude were going to go over there say hi, and help out with whatever needed to be done. Dean wanted to be there for his little brother, especially because he had already gone through the sleepless night, two children, one screaming baby thing before. Dean smiled to himself. They were going to have their own little girl soon. Dean, honestly, couldn't wait…

"Hello?" Dean asked, answering the phone.

"Hi, I'm calling for Dean Winchester," the voice said over the phone.

"Yeah, who is this?" Dean asked back.

"This is Robert Fitz. I'm a doctor over at Sioux Falls General Hospital. Your wife was in a car accident, sir. She's alright. Just a couple of scratches but I think that you should come over here. The car had its fair share of damage as well so you should come pick your wife up," the man replied.

"Is she okay? What about the babies?" Dean asked, panicking.

"All of them are fine. You have nothing to worry about, Mr. Winchester," Dr. Fitz replied.

"Yeah, alright. Thanks, bye," Dean said, before hanging up the phone. "Nothing to worry about, my ass." Dean would go on worrying about he saw his wife and saw for himself that she and the babies were alright. "Boys, change of plans. We've got to go to the hospital."

"Why?" Jude asked, a glint of fear flashing across his eyes.

"I don't want you to worry, but your mom got in a car accident. The doctor says that she's fine but we should go over there anyways," Dean replied.

"Mama hurt?" John asked.

"Yeah," Dean said back, nodding slowly.

"I'll bring band aids for Mama," John declared.

"Alright, kiddo. Come on. We have to hurry though. Let's get to the car. I'll call Uncle Sammy from there," Dean said, hurrying his kids into the car. He was so worried. What the hell had happened? Was it a bad accident? The doctor said that everyone was okay but it didn't stop Dean from worrying. He was so afraid of losing his family. This couldn't be the day that he did.

~End 3rd Person POV~

"Everything looks fine. Your babies don't even look affected by the accident at all," Dr. Sinclair said. They had paged her down from the OBGYN unit and had her come up to do an ultrasound, just to make sure that everything was fine. And everything was! I wasn't hurt, the other driver wasn't hurt, and neither were the babies.

"Meredith, oh my God, are you alright?" I heard a voice say. I turned towards the door to see Dean

"Yeah, Dean, I'm fine," I said, smiling as soon as I saw him.

"What the hell happened?" Dean asked.

"It was nothing. I was going through a stop sign, after I stopped of course, and got t-boned by someone running the stop sign but no one was hurt. My car was… but other than that, everyone is okay. The babies are okay. You have nothing to worry about," I reassured him.

"Really?" Dean asked.

"Yes," I chuckled.

"Everything is fine, Dean. Go take your wife home. She needs to be on bed rest though, for the next couple of days," Dr. Fitz said, stepping into the room.

"Bed rest. Okay. Well, so much for going over to Sam's then," Dean said.

"Oh no!" I exclaimed. "I totally forgot about all of that. We were supposed to go over and help them…"

"Mer, they'll understand. You're now on bed rest. Doctor's orders," Dean reminded.

"Yeah, I know. I feel bad though," I pouted.

"Mama!" I heard voices exclaimed. I looked over towards the door and John and Jude were sprinting towards me. The both of them came to my bed side, looking up at me with wide eyes.

"Mama okay?" John asked.

"Yeah, of course. I'm fine. Everyone is fine. Your brother and sister have gone unaffected. No one got hurt, baby," I reassured.

"We worried about you and our brother and sister," Jude said.

"I know, but you don't need to be worried at all anymore. Everyone's fine," I said in a soothing voice.

"Don't. You just got in a car accident… do I even want to see the damage done to the car?" Dean asked.

"I don't know. Probably not. Apparently it wasn't in great shape when they towed it," I replied.

"That's not a comforting though… I'll pick it up today. See if I can do anything about it. I guess I'll take it over to the garage later. Fix it up myself," Dean mumbled.

"Dad, can I come too? I want to help with Mom's car," Jude asked.

"Sure," Dean nodded.

"I think we're done here. We've established that I'm fine. Can we please just go home?" I begged, tired and not in the mood to be in a hospital at the moment.

"Alright, let's get you out of here," Dean said.

"Okay," I said.

We were on our way out of the hospital when someone approached us, "I'm so sorry ma'am. That stop sign was really hidden. I'm so sorry for hitting you. I'm glad that everything is okay though."

"Wait, is this the guy?" Dean asked, tensing up. Before I could even answer, Dean had the guy pinned up against a wall. "What the hell were you thinking? Pay attention to the road next time! You had a stop sign! My wife is pregnant. You know, you could've ended three lives today. You better feel damn lucky that everyone's alright."

"Dean!" I yelled. "Dean, stop it." I got out of the wheel chair that they had forced me into. I pulled Dean off of the guy before Dean could start throwing any punches. "I'm so sorry. Um, you're fine. I get that those things happen and the important thing is that everyone is okay."

"Thank you. I truly am sorry," the man said, before walking away.

"What the hell were you thinking?" I asked Dean.

"I-," Dean started.

"No! Accidents happen. Everyone's fine, Dean. I get that you're mad but, can we just go home, please?" I asked, cutting him off.

Dean took a moment to collect himself before saying, "Yeah okay. Let's just get you home. Hey, you're supposed to be on bed rest!"

"I think I can walk myself to our car," I replied, firmly.

Jude was holding my hand on one side of me with John on the other side of me, holding my other hand. I could tell that this had freaked out the boys and I really wanted to make sure that they knew that I was fine. Then again, being on bed rest was not going to help very much. Ugh, and after seeing what Dean did back there, I knew that Dean was going to be the bed rest nazi for the rest of the time that I was supposed to be on bed rest. I knew that it was because he cared and I loved him for that, but God that man was stubborn sometimes.


"What're you doing up?" Dean asked.

I looked over at him, shooting him a funny look before saying, "I'm getting a book. What does it look like I'm doing, Dean?"

"Meredith," Dean warned.

"Dean, I'm seven months pregnant. I'm not an invalid," I reminded.

"Yeah, and you're supposed to be on bed rest," Dean said back.

"Yeah, the doctor said for a few days, which implies about three. It's been four days. I think that I can walk from our bed to our bookshelf, babe," I said. I loved Dean, but he was really driving me up the wall. I had been barely out of room ever since we got home from the hospital and he was being so stubborn about the whole bed rest thing.

"Okay, well what about Victoria and… Chris? Don't you think they want you on bed rest too?" Dean asked.

"Chris?" I asked, turning around from my bookshelf to look at Dean.

"Just trying out some names," Dean shrugged.

"I see," I said.

"Babe, we were lucky enough that you, Victoria and… Kyle are okay," Dean said.

I laughed, "I'm sorry. I really can't take you seriously while you spout baby names out at me."

"We haven't picked out a name for our son," Dean said.

"Since when did you become the girl in this relationship?" I teased, light heartedly, just trying to lighten up the mood or at least get Dean to smile.

"Mer, this isn't funny," Dean groaned.

"Dean, if you do not let me out of this room, I may actually have to kick your ass," I warned.

"Meredith, please just get back in bed," Dean pleaded.

"Okay, you know what? Fine," I said, letting him win this time. I was not in the mood to pick a fight with Dean. He was just being so uptight, which, I guess I couldn't blame him, but still. It was causing more, unneeded stress for me. What did he expect me to do? Just sit around all day and smile and nod and say "yes, Dear"? No. He knew me well enough to know that that wasn't me.

"I hope bed rest doesn't mean no visitors," I heard a voice say. Just then, Sawyer and Sam appeared in the door way, peeking their heads into the room.

"Visitors are definitely allowed," I chuckled, smiling. Sawyer was holding her baby girl in her arms. "Hello there, beautiful, baby girl. Look at your mommy. She's got that whole new mommy glow thing going on. You are just so precious."

"I figured I'd come bring Haley by while you were on bed rest," Sawyer said, sitting down on the bed and handing me the tiny baby so that I could hold her. I cradled Haley in my arms, looking down at her. "Yeah. That's your Aunt Meredith. Thanks to her you're going to have lots and lots of cousins. You're even going to have cousins your own age. She's got that whole pregnant lady glow going on, doesn't she? We like her."

I giggled.

"Hey, man, I've got to go check on Cole. I left him with John and Jude so who knows what kind of trouble they're getting into," Sam started.

"Okay," Dean said.

"No, come on. You've got to get out of this room and I know you get your kicks from worrying so if you come with me, you've got two sons and a nephew to worry about. Come on, Dean. Let's just leave this two alone," Sam coaxed.

"Fine," Dean sighed, before following Sam out of the room.

"You okay?" Sawyer asked.

"Yeah… it just feels like I'm on house arrest. I love Dean, I do, and I think it's really sweet that he cares so much but he's going to drive me up wall. I mean, he's just so stubborn and won't let up on the whole bed rest thing even though I'm pretty much done with my bed rest. I just want to tell him to stop worrying but we all know that that's never going to happen," I explained.

"Mer, I think that car accident really scared him," Sawyer started.

"You think?" I asked.

"Yeah, I do," Sawyer replied. "You're his family. He's afraid of losing you."

I took a deep breath, "Let's not talk about it please. If I'm not allowed out of this house, you can at least distract me. How's this beautifully baby? You're so precious, aren't you? You are just so beautiful." The baby looked up at me through her hazel eyes.

"She likes you," Sawyer smiled.

"By the way, I do want to come over and help out whenever I'm done with my bed rest sentence. Things are kinda crazy back at home, huh?" I asked.

"Two kids are so much… I mean, we knew that but we forgot how much work a new baby is. I don't think I get sleep anymore, but you know, I've learned how to survive primarily without tons of sleep," Sawyer replied.

I nodded, "I completely understand. You'll get through it though and just think about the first night that she finally sleeps all the way through."

"Mmm, that's sounds like such a good idea right now," Sawyer smiled.

"Oh, yes, I know," I replied.

Sawyer and I talked for a little while longer before it was about Cole's nap time and they decided to go home. Dean had put John down for a nap and Jude was doing some spelling homework in his room. I, as always, was in bed. This time, I had a book, so it wasn't half as bad as it had been earlier, when I just had cross word puzzles.

"Hi," Dean said. I looked up from my book and saw him standing in the doorway, leaning up against the door frame. He looked really sexy right now…

"Hi," I said back.

"Can I come in?" He asked.

"Sure," I replied. "It's your room too, Dean."

"Yeah, I know," he chuckled, get in bed next to me. "I uh, figured I'd make bed rest easy for you." I shot him a funny look but Dean just took the book out of my hands, placing on the bed beside us. Dean leaned in, kissing me slowly and deeply. On his right hand, he balanced himself so that he wouldn't crush me and with is left hand, he moved it over my very pregnant belly.

"So that's what you were going for," I giggled, in between kisses.

"Mer, I'm sorry," Dean said.

"Sorry for what?" I asked, puzzled.

"Meredith, that car accident really freaked me out. I-, the doctor said you were okay and you said that you were okay, but for some reason, I didn't believe it until I saw you. But when they called me and told me that something happened, Mer, how was I supposed to take that? That there was even the slightest chance that something could've happened to you, it scared the hell out of me, Meredith. You're my family and I love you and… and there's too much to lose now," Dean said. "So, I know I've been an ass…"

"No, Dean, you haven't been, okay you kind of have been but I understand where it was coming from. I get it, I do. It's just… I'm really okay, Dean. You can let me have some amount of free range. You can't keep me in bed forever," I said.

"Who says?" Dean smirked.

I giggled and shook my head, "I know… it's a pretty scary world out there but you're not going to be able to protect me from it all. Dean, I'm a big girl. I can take care for myself. I'm technically off bed rest and you know, walking from our room, around the house is not going to kill me."

"I know you can but can you blame me for wanting to?" Dean asked.

"No. I think it's sweet, actually," I smiled.

"Yeah?" Dean asked.

"Annoying, but sweet," I replied.

"You're having my babies, Meredith Winchester. I've got to be somewhat over protective of you," Dean said, leaning down to kiss my pregnant belly once. I giggled.

"Yeah, I am," I smiled.

"It's crazy to think that Sam and Sawyer are having trouble with two children. To think it'll be you, me, Jude, John, Victoria and… Thomas," Dean started.

"Ooh, no. Not Thomas. This baby is definitely not a Thomas. Not that there's anything wrong with Thomas," I said back.

"Hm… Victoria and Connor?" Dean proposed. I shrugged. "Dean Jr.?"

I laughed, "I don't think so, baby."

"Jack… Evan… Flynn… Connor?" Dean asked.

"Flynn," I said.

"Flynn?" Dean asked.

I nodded, "Flynn…. Yeah, I like Flynn."

Dean leaned in and kissed me once before pulling away and saying, "Hey, I still haven't had lunch and I'm starving. What do you say to some grilled cheese?"

"That sounds lovely," I said back.

"Alright," Dean said, getting off the bed and beginning to walk out. I picked up my book and tried to find the place that I stopped. Dean stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at me. "Well, are you coming or what?"

A wide grin spread across my face, "Of course."


~3rd Person POV~

Dean was working on the car as Jude sat on the counter in the auto shop. Dean had sat Jude on the counter with a scrap book of Meredith's so that they he wouldn't be in the way of the super heavy stuff and that way, not at risk for injury.

"Son, can you hand me the smaller wrench? Yeah, that one," Dean asked.

Jude scanned the tools that were laid out on the ground and then picked up the small wrench, handing it to his father.

"Great," Dean said, taking the wrench and squinting his eyes at something under the hood that he needed to get a closer look at.

"Dad, what's this picture of?" Jude asked. Dean looked over at his son to see Jude pointing to a picture of the whole group at the Falcon.

"Oh yeah. That was another one of the very memorable big family dinners. Do you know where you were that night?" Dean asked.

"In Mama's tummy?" Jude asked back.

"Yeah. That was the day that we found out that you were going to be you," Dean replied.

"That's cool. Dad… why don't you remember me being born?" Jude asked, curiously.

"Well, Jude, that's a good question. I uh, well now that you're old enough to understand, I'm going to tell you the truth. I don't want it to frighten you. See, your Uncle Sammy is my best friend right? Right next to your mom, he's the person I'd do anything for. Your Uncle Sammy was killed by a very bad person and I made a deal with a demon to save his life," Dean started.

"What? Why? Demons are bad!" Jude exclaimed.

"I know, but it was the one instance that I was willing to work with them… I wanted to save my brother. The price was that I had to die after a year so I did," Dean continued.

"But how did you come back?" Jude asked, curiously.

"Cas brought me back," Dean nodded.

"I miss him," Jude said.

"Me too, buddy," Dean said back. "I know what I just told you is really strange, so do you have any questions about it?"

Jude shook his head, "Nope. You did it to protect your brother."

"Just so you know, you are not allowed to do that. Do not work with demons under any kind of circumstance, you hear me?" Dean warned.

"Yes, Dad," Jude nodded once. "Hey, what about this one?" Jude pointed to a picture in the earlier pages of the scrapbook and Dean smiled, remembering that night.

"That was the night I took your mom to our school's homecoming dance. Your mom and I dated in high school," Dean replied.

"You did? That's a long time!" Jude exclaimed, fascinated.

"Oh no! We didn't date from high school all the way to now. We broke up because I had to go and we didn't get to see each other for almost nine-ten years or so. But when we did, that's when we got married, we had you…" Dean chuckled.

"Ten years is a long time, Daddy," Jude pointed out.

"I know, buddy," Dean replied.

"That's a shame. You could've had ten years with Mama that you didn't," Jude said.

"You're right. It was a shame, but now you're mom and I are married, and we love each other, and neither of us are going anywhere, alright?" Dean asked.

"You pinky promise, Dad?" Jude asked, holding out his pinky.

"Pinky swear, kiddo" Dean replied, locking his pinky with his son's. Jude smiled at Dean, happier than ever. "Hey, son, come see this. Then I may ask you tell him a little bit with the engine over here, okay?"

"Awesome!" Jude exclaimed.

~3rd Person POV~