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Chapter 75 – Baby shower

That got the room moving. Their little surprise brought my spirit back up and the grumpiness flows away from me. Today is a good day. They simply had to remind me, that even with the problems of constantly peeing, looking like a whale and having moods swings, like an elephant, that this is something that I wanted with all my heart. I always wanted to be pregnant, to become a Mom and here is my chance. The best of all of it, it is with the man that I love with my whole heart.

A glance at Dean tells me that he is happy that he could make me feel better and smiles at me. No wonder he feels better himself, because of it. Sometimes the bond works to good and he literally is overwhelmed with my feelings, at least that is what he told me. On my end there are only the hormones I feel, they probably cloud my judgment in some ways, I don't have a clue, what my feelings are, which are the effects of the hormones and which are Deans. It simply is a mess of feelings and I hope that it will change with the end of the pregnancy. Another point why I want the pregnancy to be over.

I step towards him and kiss him for a moment. He welcomes me with open arms and kisses me as eagerly as I kiss him. The cat calls and whistles make us break apart; I have idiot brothers sometimes including Sam. But with the attention of the room elsewhere, he can ask me in a whisper as he looks at me. "Not that I was complaining, but what was that for?"

"For being you." I answer. That is the truth. Since we knew each other, Dean has two talents. No matter which form our relationship took, may it be as friends or as lovers later, he always does two things for me. It didn't change now that we are married. One is that he simply always can make me feel better in some way, no matter the circumstances. In the most cases he also is the one, who pissed me off in the first place, which is his other talent. In other words, his two talents are a double-edged sword. But I don't want him in any other way. He may be a pain in the ass but is my pain in the ass and I love him for it.

He brings me closer to his body as Caroline bubbly walks to us with two glasses in her hand. She gives one to Dean and the other one to me. "Don't worry Izz, it is just water. But I thought we still should party in style." she tells me, and I have to laugh at her antics. She is such a friendly and happy person that is infectious for everyone around her, even Dean, who often is grumpy, can't run from her mood.

"So, what is planned?" I ask her. I am sure that she has games planned and I looking forward to it. Considering it would be hilarious to watch Dean compete in the games.

As answers she leads me and Dean to the only two chairs which currently are unrequested in the room. Without any aversion we take place. It is good to know, when resistance is useless and with Caroline it always is. The others either stand or take a seat on the floor. It feels like a meeting, where the rest of them are beneath us. But I should have known that there is a reason for us on the chairs. "We will play many games today or better you and Dean will play, while we." to emphasize her point so points at all the people in the room. "watch as you two embarrass yourself."

Her smile is huge, a look that can't mean anything good for me or Dean. As I look at Dean, I see that he is ready to participate without any aversion. That surprises me and I must ask. "I didn't know that this was your thing?" I tease him.

He grimaced as he answers and nervously scratches his head. That gesture told me, what he is feeling, without exactly telling it. He is embarrassed, but he also knew that I would have fun and for me he would do such a thing, even if he doesn't like it. "They kind of robbed me into it." He pointed at Joe and Caroline. "And I tell you, being man handled by a vampire and a witch isn't funny, so I caved." I had to laugh at him, I clearly can picture the big bad hunter being at the mercy of two powerful supernatural beings, women to boot. That probably was a sight to behold. "Yeah, laugh it off." he says sarcastically, without any bite.

I still see a little smile on his face. Even if he didn't like the following activities, he still would do it, simply to make me laugh. That is the kind of guy he is. The feelings of others matter a great deal to him, even if he doesn't show it in a direct way. I lean into him and give him a short peek on the cheek and whisper. "Thanks."

The others watch the display without commanding on it, until Caroline declared. "The most important rule for now is that, we all aren't allowed to say the word baby."

"What happens if I say it?" I ask her. It must be some sort of game.

Her smile was devious as she answers. "Simple, we all have pins on our clothes." She points at the small pin with a baby she wears on her blouse. Of course, in blue and it stands for the fact that we will have a boy, so it must be part of the games. To check her word, I glance around the room and the answer is that really all of them are wearing one. "That includes you." with that she gives me and Dean one as well. "If we catch someone, who says baby, the person catching them gets his pin. The person with the most pins at the end of the party gets a prize."

That sounds fun and a prize is always nice to have. I want the prize. "What is the prize?" I ask her. Curiosity is one of my weaknesses and they all know it, that is why they laugh.

"That is a surprise." she says mysteriously. Save to say that I am not that fond of surprises, because I always want to know, what is going to happen beforehand.

I sigh and answer. "I guess I have to win the game to get the surprise then." I simply must stop saying the word baby. How hard can it be?

"Now for our first game?" Caroline steps to us with a blindfold.

"Wow." Dean and I say at the same time. We both don't like to be blindfolded that is a too vulnerable situation for us. So, we try to avoid it.

Sam, who knows, why we react this way, says. "Relax you two, nothing bad is going to happen, we all have your backs."

For a moment Dean and I look at each other, not that we don't trust the others, but being at the mercy of others isn't part of our character. We simply don't like to give our protection in someone else's hands, beside the person on our side, meaning Dean for me, like I am for him. The only person, we trust completely, is the person we are married to. In a silent conversation we decide to give them that, after all they made all this for us. It is the least we can do for them. So, with a sigh I declare. "Ok."

A smile starts on Caroline's face as she blindfolds us. Next she explains the first game. "We will test, which one of you can taste the food for our little one better."

"That doesn't sound so bad." Dean says. He loves to eat. I hear the smile on his face loud and clear. I must stifle my laugh because I know that he will not like the food for Bobby one bit. I can't wait for his reaction to it, it is after all tasteless food at least to a full-grown man.

"Here comes the first bite." Caroline says before she carefully feeds me a spoon. I was right it almost taste like nothing. But I have a slight idea, what it could be.

Before I even got the change to answer, Dean exclaims. "Ahhh, what is that?"

I laugh and say. "I think that could be carrot."

"That is correct." Caroline says with a smile.

"I don't believe that this supposed to be carrot." Dean says.

I reach for his hand to squeeze it. Without my eyes it took me a moment, before I am successful. "Oh, honey" I say to avoid saying baby, I want this price after all. "believe me that was carrot. Food for little Bobby's taste like nothing, because they don't have developed stomachs to process it."

"Baby food tastes gross." was his answer.

As I hear him say that, I yell like a five-year-old. "He said the word, give me his pin." The others in the room laugh as Caroline pins his pin at my clothes. That is a good start.

"Here comes the next spoon." We were fed another spoon and this time it was a little harder for me to tell what it is.

It was Dean, who answered. "If it tastes like that, it only can be spinach and I hate that with a passion." He can identify that even as baby food., that surprises me.

"Correct." Like this it goes on for another ten minutes. In the end I won the game, by one point. But hey, a win is a win. After that we played other games like embarrassing one like guess the size of the tummy or made a diaper derby. In teams divided of two, we competed against all the others. But the others didn't stand a chance against us. Dean changed diaper's like a pro. No wonder, if I am not mistaken, he changed his first diaper with only four years old.

For the rest of the day I deliberately used Bobby instead of Baby to get the others to say the word and it surprisingly worked all the time. Either they decided that I had to win and did it on purpose or they simply didn't want the prize, which makes option one so more believable to me. In the end I won the prize it was cake and that was another fact that they let me win. But who cares I got my cake; I had a nice day and was happy!

My family successfully got me out of my funk and for that I am grateful.

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Edited 09/01/2019