Thank you Blondie20000 and C1B12 for your feedback! I'm so glad people like this story! Oh pretty much some fluff here but hey why not.

Thank you again and I hope people enjoy this part.

Thanks and Happy Mother's Day to all the Moms out there!

Val

Chapter 11

Dean smirked as he watched Sammy and Bobby shooting looks at each other. He looked up when Jo came into the kitchen. "Hey Sweetheart, your Mom made oatmeal."

"Oatmeal," she said as she glanced around to see where her mother was. "Where is she?"

"Went to take a shower. I'll get you a bowl." He offered as he stood up.

"No, you won't." Jo said as she went over and grabbed a bagel out of the refrigerator and popped it into the toaster. She sighed as she slathered chunky peanut butter on the bagel before she sat down at the table.

The three men watched as Jo took a huge bite of the bagel and Dean eyes widen when he saw that his future bride had a glob of peanut butter on the tip of her nose. "Umm Jo," Dean said tentatively. "You have some peanut butter on your..." he ran his fingers over his nose which caused Jo to grin and reach up to wipe her nose.

"Thanks Honey," she cooed as she continued to devour her breakfast. As soon as she was done, she put her plate in the dishwasher before quickly grabbing a bowl and putting a small spoonful of oatmeal in it, mushing it around. She looked up when she heard her mother moving around upstairs. "I ate a huge bowl if she asks."

"You want me to lie to your Mom?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Only if you want to continue having sex." Jo said as she gave him a cheeky grin.

"What if she asks me or Bobby?" Sammy teased.

Jo turned her attention to the other two men and narrowed her eyes. "Well then I'll have to tell my Mom it was you who ripped the pool table felt clothe back at the Roadhouse two years ago and not Ash. Oh, and Bobby don't think I won't tell her that it was you who backed up and smashed into her truck four years ago and not Caleb."

The other two men stared at her as their mouths dropped open. "That's extortion!" Sammy cried.

"And you could use her oatmeal to hang wallpaper." Jo said.

"I'm sure it's not that bad," Dean mumbled.

"Oh really, here let me get you a bowl." She said as she got up and filled a bowl for him and brought it to the table.

Dean shook his head as he took his spoon and scooped up some of the oatmeal and took a bite. He looked at the smirk on Jo's face as he forced himself to swallow the mouthful. How could anyone make bad oatmeal, especially Ellen Harvelle, the woman is an amazing cook. Shaking his head he put the spoon down. "I wouldn't even subject wallpaper to this stuff."

"See, it's not me." She said.

"Come on guys." Sammy said as he reached over and took a mouthful from his brother's bowl. He sputtered as the offensive porridge hit his taste buds. "I didn't think it was possible to make bad oatmeal."

Sam quickly went to the sink and started to wash his coffee cup when he heard Ellen start down the stairs. Dean quickly stood up as the elder Harvelle came into the kitchen.

"Morning Mom." Jo said as she stood up to join Dean with her bowl.

"How was your oatmeal Baby?" Ellen asked as she eyed her daughter's empty bowl.

Jo tilted it so that her mother could see the inside of her bowl. "It was good, thank you."

Ellen smiled as she looked at Dean's full bowl. "Dean, didn't you like it?"

"Umm, yeah. Guess my eyes are bigger than my stomach because I took a second helping but I'm stuff." He said as he picked up the bowl before looking over at his brother and grinning. "But you know what Sammy can finish mine, he was just getting ready to grab a bowl."

"Honey are you ready?" Jo asked as she grabbed her bag.

"Yup." Dean said he stood up and patted his chair. "Here you go Sammy." He said as he held the chair out for the younger Winchester.

Sam gave a shy smile at Ellen as he walked past her before glaring at his smirking brother and sitting in his vacant seat. He pulled the bowl of oatmeal towards himself and steeled himself for the task before him.

"Mom, we're not sure how long we'll be at city hall but how about I call when we're getting ready to leave and then we can meet you at Chandler's Inn for lunch."

"Okay Jo, I'm going to go grocery shopping and should be back by noon. Have you thought about what you want for appetizers?" She asked as she pulled out the shopping list.

Dean looked up at Ellen's question. "How about those little hot dogs wrapped in pastry?"

"Well I was thinking brie with a cranberry chutney..." Ellen said as she looked at her future son in law.

"I think they both sound good, so let's do both." Jo said, giving her mother a pointed look.

"Right...both." Ellen said, knowing her daughter wanted Dean to be included in making these decisions. "Have you thought about flowers?"

"What about those daisies you like Jo?" Dean asked as he wrapped his arm around Jo's shoulder.

"Gerber daisies," Jo said with a grin as she reached up and ran her fingers through Dean's hair.

Sam looked up in surprise. "You know Jo's favorite flowers?"

"Ummm yeah." Dean said frowning at the look on his brother's face. "You know I'm not a Neanderthal. I do pay attention to Jo."

Sam held his arms up in mock surrender. "You're right. Sorry."

"Alright let's go Jo." Dean said as he looked at his brother. "Enjoy your breakfast Sammy."

Jo smirked at the youngest Winchester as her and Dean walked past to head outside. Sam had managed a few mouthfuls of the mush in front of him when Jo came rushing back in.

"Jo is everything alright?" Ellen asked in concern.

"Oh, everything is fine. I told Dean I had to pee. I just wanted to ask if you would mind making a cherry pie too. Dean's not really a huge cake fan, he prefers pie and well I want to make him happy." She explained.

Ellen broke out into a smile. I'll pick up everything I'll need to make it. How about ice cream, does he like it a la mode?"

"French vanilla," Sammy piped in without thinking.

"That answers that question," Bobby said with a chuckle.

"Thanks Mom!" Jo said as she gave her mother a quick hug before heading towards the back door and stopping. "Oh, for crying out loud, now I really do need to pee." She huffed before turning and heading towards the bathroom.

Ellen shook her head in amusement as she glanced over at Sam as he ate another mouthful of oatmeal. "Sammy, let me get you some more." Ellen asked oblivious to the look of horror on the young hunter's face as well as the amused look on the Bobby's face.

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Jo and Dean grinned like idiots when they finally got their marriage license. "It's official." Dean said. "We can get married on Saturday. How does Mrs. Winchester sound?"

"Mrs. Harvelle-Winchester." Jo said, smirking at the look on her future husband's face.

"Seriously, are you really going to do that? Keep your maiden name?"

Jo rolled her eyes. "Dean, sometimes you're too easy."

"Ha-ha," Dean said as he pulled her in for a kiss. "So that went a lot faster than we thought. I was thinking we could look for bands."

"Bands?" Jo asked as she leaned against Dean as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and they started towards the exist.

"Yeah, you know wedding bands...those things we wear on our fingers that lets other people know we're taken." He teased.

"I didn't think you would want one." Jo said.

Dean looked at her in shock. "Why would you think that? Of course, I would want to wear a wedding ring."

"Figured it would make it difficult for you to flirt with the bar floozies you like to usually flirt with." She teased.

"You're a regular comedian today." He said as he rolled his eyes at his soon to be bride.

"Sorry," Jo said. "I think it's my nerves."

He lifted Jo's hand to his lips and kissed it. "What you say we go over to the diner across the street and get something to eat."

Jo nodded her head. Five minutes later they were sitting next to each other in a booth. Dean smiled as Jo leaned into him as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. He bent and kissed her on the temple as the waitress came over to take their order.

"So, you want to tell me what's going on in that overactive brain of yours?"

Jo chewed on her lower lip. "I don't know...do you think it's going too easy? I mean this is us Dean. Other than Mom having a couple of hissy fits everything is just kinda moving along a little too smooth."

Dean shrugged his shoulders, "could just be that we're overdue for good things to happen for us...well more good things." He said as he reached over and placed his hand over the baby bump.

Jo sighed as he caressed the bump and both their eyes widened suddenly. "Did you feel that?" Jo asked.

Dean grinned, "sure did." He leaned down and whispered, "hey Baby Girl. Can you give Daddy another kick?" He urged.

Jo laughed when she felt the baby move again. "She did it!"

Dean laughed, "we deserve this Jo. Us being happy. We are going to stop this apocalypse from happening and then we are going to be a boring hunting family. I'm thinking we can start by helping more with the research and manning the phones for other hunters. Maybe I can talk to Bobby about opening a garage. What do you think?"

Jo looked at Dean in shock. "Are you saying you want to give up hunting?"

Dean looked up as the waitress came over with their order and waited until she left. "Well I doubt we could ever get out completely, but I think we deserve to pull back, especially after the baby comes."

Jo smiled, "I can't believe you want to semi-retire."

Dean sighed as lifted his coffee and took a large gulp. "Jo, after the past couple of years and my time in the pit I'm tired." He confessed as he looked down at his hands.

Jo nodded her head in understanding. "I know and if anyone deserves to take 'early' retirement it's you."

"I think we've both have done our fair share," he told her as he took a bite of the pie he had ordered.

"I guess we have," Jo agreed as she took a sip of tea.

"Hey, it's getting close to when we told your Mom that we would call her to meet us for lunch." He reminded her.

Jo nodded her head as she reached into her bag and pulled out her phone. "Hi Mom, we're all done with City Hall. We just stopped for a coffee and tea break...we're going to hit a few jewelry stores to look for wedding rings. How about we meet you at the restaurant at 1:00 pm? Okay perfect...love you too. See you soon...bye."

"Why don't you help me eat this pie and then we can go and check out some stores for our rings." Dean said as he passed Jo a fork.

"Wow you really do love me." She said with a cheeky grin.

Dean looked up confused. "Huh?" He asked around a mouthful of pie.

"You just offered to go half on your piece of pie. It must be true love." She teased.

Dean rolled his eyes at the blond next to him. "Keep it up and I won't share with you." He told her sternly.

"Yes Sir," she said as she picked up her fork and broke off a piece of pie.

"Hmmm," Dean said as he eyed her. "You know you've been awfully fresh this morning. Did you forget what your mother gave me permission to do if you didn't behave yourself a few days ago."

Jo looked up slightly scandalized at what Dean was saying. "You wouldn't."

"I don't know…I may if you don't behave." He teased as Jo blushed a pretty shade of pink.

Jo waved her hand in front of her face and murmured. "Oh my, is it me or is it getting a little warm in here?"

Dean smiled at his soon to be bride. "You little minx," he teased as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Jo smirked at Dean as she broke off a piece of the pie and popped it in her mouth. "Whatever do you mean?" Jo teased.

Dean laughed as he leaned over and kissed her firmly on the lips. "God, I love you woman."

Jo grinned at Dean. "Good because I love you too. So, let's finish our snack and then head over to the jewelry store down the street to look at wedding bands."

Dean returned Jo's grin as he took a bite of pie and decided life couldn't get any better…sitting with the woman he loved, sharing a piece of pie…what more could he want.

TBC