This is set five years in the future. Hope you like.

Dean sat on the couch in his apartment, it was 6 am and he couldn't sleep. It'd been 3 years since he decided to settle down, start a family, but he never quit hunting. After Dean and Sam had found their father, it was a little easier for the two of them to have a somewhat normal life. They took turns hunting with dad and the only times that all three of them went on jobs was when the other two got stuck. He sat there and thought about all that had happened in the last five years since his dad had disappeared and he went to Sam for help. He smiled at the memories, knowing now that his life had been changed forever. His thoughts were interrupted by the cry of his infant son, Ben, in the other room. Three months old today, Dean thought as he got up to go get him. He picked up the small infant and held him close in his arms.

"What's the matter Ben? Ya hungry, huh, is that it?" He said, carrying him to the kitchen to get a bottle. The baby quickly settled down after getting his bottle and Dean sat back down on the couch with him.

"I'm gonna have so much to teach you when you get older, kiddo. Then you, me, Uncle Sammy and Grandpa can all go out hunting together." He smiled down at Ben, who watched him contently with his bottle.

"I remember the day we found out that you were coming. I was so excited I called every family member that I knew off and told them."

FLASHBACK

Lexi got up from bed and ran straight for the bathroom. She hadn't been feeling good for a few days, but she thought it was just stomach flu, she got that a lot. After throwing up all of the nice breakfast-in-bed her husband had made her she went back to bed and curled up next to him.

"Are you ok, baby?" He asked.

"Yeah, Dean, I just think its stomach flu. Wouldn't be unusual, what with working at the hospital and everything. I get them a lot, its nothing."

"Ok, maybe you should call in sick for the day, you need rest. Plus you don't want to get anyone else sick."

"Yeah, sounds good. Maybe I'll just rest a bit and then go shopping, that always calms me down."

Dean laughed, his wife loved shopping, but she had control, he knew she wouldn't spend too much.

"Ok, sounds good. I'm gonna be doing some research with Dad and Sam. We still haven't decided who has the next trip since we needed all three of us for the last one and even then we needed to call you in for help." He was happy he could tell his wife anything and that she knew about the hunting and the evil. She was a nurse and was great to have around because they all got hurt a lot.

After resting until noon, Lexi felt better and called up Meg, Sam's girlfriend, and asked her to go shopping. They spent the afternoon at the local shops. While they were sitting at a café, Lexi told Meg how she'd been sick for the past few days.

"Oh my God! Are you pregnant?" Meg asked.

"What? No, I can't be. Dean and I have only been married for less than a year, we decided to wait to have kids."

"Yeah, but the way you two go at it every time he comes back from a hunting trip, I wouldn't be surprised."

Lexi laughed, she was right. "Okay, let's go get a test."

She couldn't believe it looking at the stick on the counter in the bathroom. It was positive. Just then she heard Dean in the living room. She ran out to greet him, jumping into his arms.

"Baby, what is it? Is everything ok?" He asked, confused.

"Dean, I'm pregnant! We're gonna have a baby!"

Dean was snapped out of his memory by the baby in his arms fussing again. He lifted it up to his shoulder and burped it.

"Those next eight months felt like an entire lifetime. I couldn't wait for you to be born, neither could your mom. We want so bad to hold you, to see you, to hear your little voice. You were our world before you were even born."

He moved the baby back into his arms so he could look into his little face. Ben watched his father and smiled. Dean smiled back; he loved his baby so much and wouldn't let anything ever hurt him.

"But when you were born, your mother and I were petrified." He said "We were out on a hunting trip, your mom insisted on coming with me. She didn't want me going alone and Sam and Grandpa were off on their own hunting trip. I should have known better, you were already almost a week past your due date."

FLASHBACK

"Stay in the car, Lexi, I don't want anything happening to you or our baby." Dean said, grabbing some stuff out of the trunk.

"Dean, you could get hurt, you shouldn't be out there alone. Why couldn't you have just waited until your father and brother got back?"

"I just couldn't. Now stay here, yell for me if there's trouble." He kissed his wife before running into the house they were parked in front of. She didn't even know what this demon was, but Dean felt the need to come after it alone. She sat there for what felt like an eternity. She flipped stations on the radio, Dean hated it when she messed with the radio, but if he was going to leave her here she was going to listen to whatever she wanted to. Suddenly the worst possible thing happened. She panicked for a minute before rolling down the window.

"DEAN!" She yelled

He heard his wife and turned around and shot the being in the heart three times with sliver bullets. He ran out to the car to find his wife standing outside, leaning against the door.

"Baby, what's wrong?" he asked, panicked.

"My water just broke! The baby is coming, and it's coming NOW!"

At the Hospital

Dean got Lexi a wheelchair and pushed her into the hospital, surrounded by nurses. She screamed with every contraction, which were getting longer and closer together. They got her up to the Maternity ward as quick as possible.

"It's ok Lexi. Just breathe baby, just breathe." Dean said, trying to calm her.

"Breathe! You try breathing when your entire abdomen is bursting with pain!" She screamed back at him.

"Ok, Mrs. Winchester, time for you to push. Ok take a deep breath and push."

She screamed as she pushed. It only took a few pushes before baby Ben was born.

"Congratulation Mr. and Mrs. Winchester, you have a beautiful baby boy. What's his name?"

"Ben, our baby boy's name is Ben."

"Your mom always liked the name Ben. I don't know why, but she insisted we name you Ben." He said. Just then he heard a knock on the door. He knew who was at the door, so he just yelled that it was open. He looked up as his brother walked in.

"Dean, you have to get dressed, its time to go." Sam said

"I know, but if I don't go it's not real." Dean said back, holding the baby closer.

"C'mon, you know that's not true as much as I do. You have to go."

"I don't want to go to my wife's funeral, is that so terrible? I can't do it Sammy, I just can't."

Sam flinched at the nickname, he hated it but he'd let Dean call him that for now. He knew basically how Dean felt; he had felt the same way after Jess died, although he was sure Dean felt worse. Sam sat down on the couch next to Dean.

"It's gonna be ok, I promise, we'll find what killed her."

"We know what killed her. The same thing that killed mom, the same thing that killed Jess. We know what it is, we just can't find it. Any woman we love is killed by this thing. Be careful, Meg's gonna be next."

Sam sighed, he was right, it was the same thing. They wanted to believe that because they were all killed at different times in their lives that the deaths weren't related. But they were.

"Dean, just give me Ben and go get dressed. Trust me, you need to say goodbye." Sam sighed and held his arms out for the baby. Dean handed him Ben and walked over to the other room.

"I don't like this suit. Actually I don't like suits at all, remember?"

"Tough, just put the thing on. Where's that thing me and Meg bought for Ben?"

"It's over on the table. I don't like that thing either; he's only 3 months old."

Dean emerged from the bedroom in a black suit. Sam had changed Ben into the little black pants and white shirt they had bought him. Dean wrapped Ben in a white blanket and placed him in his carrier.

"Let's get this over with." He sighed, carrying the baby carrier out to the car.

Please r&r, thanks.