I open eyes and everything is bright. The lights are blinding and I squint in pain. "Owe" I say out moving my hand to cover my eyes. Wires attached to the arm are making it odd and uncomfortable, I try to grab at them but I can't see anything
"DEANNNNN!" I hear Sam's voice call out. The door to the room basically flies off the hinges and Dean runs in.
He is at my side before I can finish smiling "you're okay.. You're at the hospital now.." Dean explains to me
I don't care about any of that "our.. our son.." I get out to him trying to look around, still not adjusted to the light
"He's right here!" Deans smile is wide moving to the side where a baby crib lays "he was born small but healthy" Dean beams walking away from me.
I sit up slowly as he picks him up and carries him over, I open my arms as Dean puts him onto my chest. My eyes fill with tears as I rock my baby for the first time.
"Sam, can we have some time?" Dean asks his brother
"Of course, call me later" Sam says making his way out, he stops at the door and turns "I'm glad you're okay Hayden, we really need you" he smiles to me and I smile to him and nod. He leaves us.
"Castiel, he put his hand on me. It didn't work?" I ask confused
Dean responds in a low voice "he was able to stop the bleeding but you wouldn't wake up. He was to weak to do anymore.. So we took you here" he finishes explaining
"What about the mark?!" I ask Dean through my tears and sobs
"Shhh. Just hold him" he diverts the subject
"Dean" I say firmly
"Hayden, we can talk about it later. You just woke up after a week of being out.. Please.." Dean pleads with me
"A week?" I look down to our son in my arms "a whole week?" The tears fall again.
After a few hours of not letting go of him with nurses and doctors checking up on us I finally get another moment alone with Dean. My eyes are cried out at the moment and my heart is filled with joy as our son rests in my arms, peacefully.
"Can we talk about the mark now?" I look to him
He lets out a small sigh and nods his head "sure" he walks over to me rolling up his sleeve. He gets close and I look at his arm intently.
I gasp in shock "it's gone!"
"Yea" he says solemnly rolling his sleeve back down and sitting next to me
"Does that mean?" I look down to our son
"I think so" Dean rubs his hand over mine.
"We have to do something" my eyes plead with Dean.
"I know. We are looking into some things. Cas gave us that book.. Sam is reading and translating as we speak" he rubs a finger against my cheek.
I nod and remember the book "did Castiel get his grace back" I ask him
Dean looks at me confused "No. I had to inject you with it. You were going to kill Cain, the first blade.." He trails off
"You put it back in me? why?!" I sort of scream waking the baby up. I rock him a little bit to stop the fussing and he falls back to sleep quickly. I look back to Dean waiting for his response.
"It was the only thing I could think to do that would counter the mark. Sam was able to pull a lot of grace out, maybe all of it.. You were full on dark with the blade in hand.." He explains to me "I couldn't let you kill him.. So I used Castie'ls grace" he shrugged
"I'm so confused. Why were you there? Why was Cain there?" My head floods with flashbacks from the other night.
Dean looks away "I got a hold of Castiel, he said he would make the trade. We got there but he was already trapped in the circle, Cain set us up."
"Is Cas mad about the grace?" I ask.
He shakes his nod no "he would've done the same thing. Turns out, there's another way to get his grace back" he tells me
"So you guys?" I trail off not asking the question
He shakes his head no again and looks down with sad eyes "I can't forgive what he did to you, we will work together to figure these things out, but after that.." He looks back up to me.
There finished. I know what he wanted to say but couldn't, it breaks his heart to lose him as a friend.
I know I can't let that happen "Dean" I start to protest, he interrupts me
"Hayden, please.. That's enough about that night for now. Let's just be a family for a while" he smiles with his mouth closed. I nod my head to agree for now. "Everyone keeps asking about a name.. I didn't want to say it until I knew it's what you wanted.." He says
"Paul" I smile down at the sleeping baby on my arms "Paul Winchester" I turn my smile to Dean
"Paul Abel Winchester" he smiles back with a questioning look.
My smile falters "Abel?" I ask "as in Cain and Abel?"
"Cain saved his brother from becoming Lucifer's pet, that's why he killed his brother. His brother was a good man, being played by the devil. If he has to grow up with this darkness, he should know about the goodness there was before it" Dean explains to me.
I nod to him letting the information sink in, I turn back to Paul and whisper "welcome to the world Paul Abel Winchester."
Dean lays down next to me and three of us lie together, enjoying the moment as a family.
