Part Two.

The months passed relatively slowly, with the tiny life inside Alex growing bit by bit. It wasn't month or two after Dean received the news of becoming a Daddy, he sent Alex to Bobby's place for her own safety. He and Sam knew they needed to keep hunting, even though they'd reduced the amount of hunts they chose, and the severity of the risks they took. Dean looked at his brother, now fully grown, and felt the same great surge of protectiveness arise that he had felt when Sam was just a baby. He was going to be there for his child no matter what, knowing he'd do everything in his power to keep the kid in blissful ignorance like he'd tried to keep Sammy. There was no way on this earth that Dean Winchester was going to raise his child like his father raised him.

Bobby was thrilled to find he was going to be an uncle, pushing the fear filled thoughts to the back of his mind, trusting that the Winchester's had discussed them and sorted them out, even though they hadn't. He gave Dean his word that he would protect Alex and the baby with his life, knowing she was fully capable of protecting herself, heavily pregnant or not, but promising Dean all the same.

Dean was around for most of the time, trying his hardest to make up for the weeks he spent absent on hunts by calling every day while he was away.
The door at Bobby's rattled as someone knocked, Bobby slipping his gun into his belt before going to answer it. Dean smiled as he opened it, hugging the man who was like a father to him, Sam following suit after Dean walked into the warm house, glad to be out of the wind. Alex had heard his voice and got up from the couch, running a hand over her swollen belly as the baby inside her kicked, only a few weeks till her due date. Apparently the kid already knew his Dad's voice.

"Daddy's home!" Dean shouted as he entered the study, his arms opened wide for a hug as he threw his bag to the wooden floor.

He wrapped his arms around Alex, sighing with relief that she was safe, even though in the weeks he'd been gone, he hadn't doubted Bobby's ability to look after her one bit.

"How you doing?" He asked, kissing her hungrily before letting her answer.

"Everything's ok, Dean."

"And the-"

"Dean. Everything's ok", she grinned, knowing what he was about to ask. The same thing he'd called to ask twice a day since he'd been gone. Alex knew it was sweet that he was worried and it showed how much he cared about her and his child, but after seven or so months, it had started to get annoying.

"Good. Listen, me and Sam have to take off again in a couple of days."

"Any idea how long for?"

"Too soon to tell."

"Because the baby's due-"

It was Dean's turn to cut Alex off, but this time with another passion filled kiss.

"I know. You think I'd miss that? Trust me, I'll be back in time."

"Ok."
Alex nodded and smiled, although the uncertainty in her voice was hard to mistake, after all, Dean wasn't the most reliable of people. He laughed as she bit her bottom lip.

"I'll be here. I promise."

One night they were laid in bed at Bobby's, just listening to the sound of silence, content with that blissful moment of safety where they could pretend they were just like a normal family. Dean had his head resting softly on Alex's belly, listening to his child kicking with a smile resting on his lips and his eyes closed, soaking in and storing every moment deep in his mind.

"Are you scared?" Alex blurted out, her brain no longer being able to cope with the fear of raising a child while hiding the secrets of a hunter's life.

Dean lifted his head, propping himself up on an elbow and looking up at Alex.
"Are you?"

She nodded and shifted on the bed, trying the break eye contact with Dean but finding it impossible.

"There's no need to be. It's going to be ok."
Dean didn't smile as he spoke, but moved to kiss her lips gently. They pulled apart for a second, just glad to have eachother close.
"Yeah, it's gonna be damned difficult. But It's going to be ok, so no; I'm not scared", he lied, kissing her again and running a hand across her cheek before laying his head back on her stomach, closing his eyes to absorb the moment and slow his thundering heart.

"It's gonna be ok" he repeated silently to himself, knowing there was no way it was going to be ok. He could feel it in the pit of his stomach, it wasn't going to be ok at all.

TBC
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