Thank you C1B12 for your feedback and I'm so happy you like this story. Oh and finally we have a little Castiel in this part.

Chapter 6

Dean woke up quickly and saw that the other three were still sound asleep. Smiling he leaned down and gave Jo a kiss on her forehead. Turning his head, he looked in the kitchen and saw Castiel standing by the sink. Quickly he got up and made his way over to the angel.

Dean listened as the angel explained about Lilith and that she released the Witnesses and that this was the first of the sixty-six seals that if broken would release Lucifer and that is why the Angels returned to Earth.

"Do you think maybe you should have mentioned this before. We lost a lot of good hunters over the past twenty-four hours." Dean hissed.

"Do you think you are the only one to loss brother in arms, we lost Angels this week too." Castiel said as he stared at Dean. "I pulled you out of the pit and I can just as easily toss you back. You should show me some respect."

Dean tried to stare the angel down but found his gaze lowering slightly. "Fine, we all lost comrades this week." He begrudgingly conceded. Turning to look over his should he saw Jo had kicked off the blanket and he could see the baby bump from the kitchen.

Without turning he asked the question he already knew the answer for. "Is the baby mine?"

"Yes." He admitted.

"Why?" He asked.

The angel cocked his head sideways as he studied Dean. "You are a first-born child in a long line of first-born children and it was imperative that this line was continued. This child will be important to combat what is coming if the seals are all broken."

Dean swallowed, not sure he believed what he was hearing. How could he agree to willingly father a baby to be used to fight demons? God, what was Jo told to convince her to create this child with him? "Our memories."

"That was both your choices. You both knew you were not getting out of your deal and thought that it would be easier for Joanna if she thought the that baby's father was another man instead of you."

Turning back to look at the angel, he would swear that he saw compassion in his eyes. "Is that why you pulled me out. To reunite me with Jo?"

"That is a part of the reason. There was fear she would lose the child due to the depression her subconscious felt by being separated from you. The rest I cannot tell you as the Lord did not tell me."

"Please, we need them back, we need our memories of that time. We need to understand what we agreed to." Dean begged. He hated that he was reduced to this, but it wasn't just him anymore. It was him, Jo and their baby. They needed to understand everything.

"Fine," the angel agreed as he snapped his fingers before he disappeared.

Dean and Jo both awoke with a start and stared into each other eyes. Dean raised his finger to her lips to stop her from speaking as he stood up. The damn angel had been in his head. The meeting was real because he remembered everything, all his memories were back, and he could see by the look in Jo's eyes that Jo's were back too.

Quickly he stood up and helped Jo up. Chewing on her lower lip she gazed up into his eyes and saw Dean feeling for her clearly written on his face. She didn't think twice as she reached down and took his hand in hers and led him towards the stairs, up to the room they shared last night.

She remembered everything. She remembered Castiel approaching her, telling her about the upcoming battles and importance of continuing the first born lineage that Dean was part of. That their child would help prevent the Apocalypse.

How could she not accept what was being asked of her and she had agreed to conceive a baby with Dean Winchester. She remembered them being zapped just like Meg said to a cabin that had been fully stocked with food, drink and not to mention some sex aids just in case her and Dean needed any help in that department.

Not that they did. They had only been there a few hours when they made love for the first time. Oh God, yes, they made love. This child was conceived out of love, that she knew. She knew because Dean had admitted to loving her that first day.

She remembered being shocked that he had told her that he loved her. She hadn't expected him to tell her that but he had confessed that when Castiel had come to him originally and explained the importance of fathering a child and that he needed to pick his true mate, that without hesitation he had told the angel that she was the one. That she, Joann Beth Harvelle was that woman.

She almost laughed as she remembered thinking only last night that she was falling in love with Dean, but she had actually fallen in love with him in that cabin. They weren't just intimate physically; they shared their hopes and their fears. Jo shared stories about her Dad and Dean told her what he could remember about his Mom. She told him what it was like after Bill's death and how overprotective her mother had become. Dean told her about growing up on the road, raising Sammy and taking care of his father when he came back from a hunt, dealing with his heavy drinking.

She held him when he told her about the night Sam left for college, finally letting himself weep over the hurt and betrayal he felt that night. He told her about the fight that Sam and their father had. How Sam shut not only his father but Dean out of his life that night.

How it didn't seem to matter to Sam how much Dean had given up for him over those 18 years and that he just walked away without even saying goodbye to him. How much it hurt that he had to beg his brother to help him find their father a few years earlier. Seeing Sammy's life that he had built and his complete dismissal of him and his father from that life.

They had shared so much over those days together and Jo had wanted to tell Dean then that she was in love with him but couldn't bring herself to say it out loud. It had been easier for him in a way, he knew how much time he had left and had nothing left to lose but Jo let her fears, her memories of the one time she had confessed her love for another man had left her with not only losing her virginity but she also lost her faith in being able to put her trust in a man after Gordon had convince her to allow him to use her as bait.

Dean had let her be used as bait once, but he confessed he hated himself for it. The difference was that they had a plan and the most important part of their plan was how to get Jo to safety even if they couldn't trap the ghost.

There was the difference. Gordon didn't care, hadn't even thought about how to get her out of harm's way because that was never his concern. If she had died, then so be it if he completed his hunt. Dean and Sam never would have gone through with their plan if they didn't have a safety net for Jo set up first and foremost.

Even today, in Bobby's panic room when she had begun to have a meltdown about what was happening and what it meant for the child, she was carrying Dean hadn't faltered. She doubted the other men could hear him earlier, but she knew if they had he wouldn't have cared. He didn't hesitate, he came to her, wrapping his arms around her and told her he loved her, and they would get through it together.

Those words gave her the strength she needed and now she needed to let Dean know how much he meant to her. When they entered the bedroom, Jo took the lead. Guiding him towards the bed, she kissed him as her fingers danced along his waist before pushing his tee shirt up and off, tossing it across the room.

She looked at his chest and frowned. "Your scars?"

"I know, when I was pulled out of the pit, they were all gone. Just the handprint now." He told her as he turned to show her the red welt. "Guess when you get pulled from the pit you come out brand spanking new."

"Our scar," she murmured as she kissed the spot where she had dug the bullet out of his shoulder in Duluth.

He smiled at her. "Do you want me to get shot so you can butcher me again?"

"Don't be silly. It's just sad, it was our scar. It was a part of our story." She said as she undid his pants and began to work them off him.

He grunted as Jo pushed him back on the bed to finish slipping his pants and boxer shorts off leaving him completely nude. "Ummm Jo, feeling a little vulnerable here."

"Shhh, trust me." She told him as she indicated with her hand for him to roll over onto his stomach.

"Just would be more fun if you were naked too." He said as he looked over his shoulder and saw her retrieve something from her bag.

"Peppermint oil." Jo told him as she climbed onto the bed next to him before opening the bottle and dribbling some onto his back.

"Shit that's cold." He hissed.

"You'll like this, I swear." She said as she put the bottle down and began to rub the oil into his muscles, working the knots out that had taken up residence in his neck, shoulder and back over the past 72 hours.

She was right, he did like this. He was relaxed and had almost begun to fall asleep again. "Turn over." she told him as she wiped her hands on some tissues to get the rest of the oil off. When she looked over at Dean, she burst out laughing as she saw that he had placed a pillow over his manhood.

"Hey no more free show, you've seen my naught bits, now only fair I see yours. You know tit for tat." He said with a grin.

"Nope," Jo teased as she reached down and tossed the pillow aside.

"Perv." He taunted as he sucked in a breath as her hand wrapped around him.

"Oh, you know you love this." She teased as she bent down and began to place butterfly kisses along his length before wrapping her lips around the tip.

"Well if you insist," Dean moaned as his head dropped back onto the pillow.

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"Damn Baby that was amazing." He told her as he pulled her up and kissed her.

"Told you that you would love it." She said as she sighed as she nuzzled her nose along his neck.

"You're still wearing too many clothes." He told her as he sat up. "Let's get you naked woman."

Jo blushed as Dean went to take her shirt off. "Dean, wait." She said as she pulled away from him slightly.

"Jo, Sweetheart what's wrong?" He asked in confusion.

"It's just that...well I don't exactly look the same way as you remember me." She stammered as the thought of Dean seeing her naked really hit her. She noticed stretch marks on her stomach yesterday morning when she got dressed and her boobs were bigger, but they now sagged a little bit from the extra weight.

Dean smiled. "I know that. Jo don't you know how much you turn me on. I can't wait to see you naked. To finally be able to see and really touch your belly where our child is. God I can't think of anything sexier and if you don't believe my words then believe the hard on, I'm spotting just thinking of you." He said as he nodded downwards.

Jo chewed on her lower lip as he kissed her and again reached for her shirt. Dean helped Jo take off her clothes, stopping to kiss her as each article of clothing came off until she was completely bare and lying beside him.

"So beautiful." He murmured as he let his hands roam over her body. He took special care to make sure she was ready for him. Gently he urged her to straddle him so that she was on top and they both groaned as she reached behind and guided him to her wet folds, slipping inside.

His hands kneaded her hips, urging her to set the rhythm that had both panting as Dean sat up enough so that he could kiss her. "God, I love you." He moaned as he kissed her shoulder as they lost themselves in each other.

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Jo was breathing heavy as collapsed next to Dean who panted, "still not sure how beautiful you are?"

Grinning she trailed her fingers along his chest. "Nope, you may have to show me a few more times." She said as she kissed his cheek.

Smirking he said, "Sweetheart I'm not twenty anymore. May need a little recoup time before I'm ready again."

"Geezer," she teased but she couldn't hold back her yawn.

"Hmmm, I say we sleep and tomorrow morning I show you again how beautiful you are."

"Works for me Honey." Jo said as she snuggled even closer to Dean.

He listened as her breathing level out and he heard her snoring softly. Looking down at her he couldn't keep the smile off his face. She was his and this was real. The baby was his and they were a family. Now they just needed to tell Sammy, Bobby and heaven help him Ellen Harvelle.

TBC