The Winchesters, The Psychic, and The Fixation

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Chapter Seventeen

o.0.o Dean POV o.0.o

Three days later, we were… home. And Jess and I were a little tired.

But that's our own fault.

After we had helped clean up Alex and Sam's house (they had to call some contractors in to do a little fixing after we did the best we could), they went to pick up Taylor and their kids. Jess and I picked up Chris and brought him back to her place.

We spent the whole first day tending to my three broken ribs – which didn't hurt as bad as one would expect – and cleaning up any messes that hadn't been taken care of already.

That night, after we put Chris to sleep, I massaged her back (being thrown into the wall a few times did a little damage). And got a big reward. There was a total of three hours sleep that day.

The next day, Dad, who was going to head out again in a few days, took Chris out. While they were gone, Jess and I caught up on lost time… in bed. Then they came back and Dad stayed for dinner. We stayed up that night and watched a movie with Chris. He fell asleep while we were watching the movie, so I laid him in bed. When I got to our bed… well, Jess was ready for me. There was a total of four hours sleep that night.

The next day, Jess and I told Chris I was his dad. He bounced off the walls and had me – who was already tired mind you – playing with him all day. Apparently, the kid likes his daddy. When he finally crashed, we put him in bed and talked about the baby. We decided to get DNA testing when it was born. Then the topic of Will came up. Lovely, lovely Will. She decided to break up with him and was going to meet him the next day. Then she decided to take a shower. I took that as an invitation. We actually got a decent amount – six hours – of sleep that night.

"Dean," she whispered in a sing-song voice. "Dean…" I felt her straddling my chest. Why'd she wake up so early? "Morning sickness, you dork." Why'd she have to read my mind? "Because I can." Why'd she have to be annoying? "Because I can." Why'd I have to love her? "Because you want to."

I opened my eyes and smiled. "I think Alex may have cast a spell on me. Like something that'll make me love you."

"Nope," she replied with a smile. "That's on your own accord."

I rolled my eyes. "Perfect. Now there's no excuse for my insanity."

She laughed. "You've got that right."

"Why'd you wake me up," I asked. "I was sleeping peacefully."

"You were kicking me," she answered. "That's not peacefully."

"Was not."

"Was too."

"Was not."

"Daddy, you snore," Chris said from the doorway. Jess and I looked over. Luckily, last night, Jessica told me to get in my clothes or else. Otherwise, this situation might've been embarrassing. "Mommy," he asked. "Are we wrestling with Daddy?"

Jess gave me an evil grin. "Yup. Want to help?"

Chris eyes widened. "Yeah!" He shot over and the next second, he was in the bed wrestling me.

This was so not fair.

o.0.o Sam POV o.0.o

"Sam," Alex called from the shower. "I just want to point out that the kids have missed like a week of school."

I shrugged from my place in front of the sink, shaving. "So?"

We had finished the battle, cleaned up, and picked up the kids. Not too bad for the first day. We spent most of it baking cookies and watching a movie or two. When Alex and I woke up the next day, we took the kids shopping. They needed a few more outfits for school and I really, really, really felt like buying them a toy… or three. Alex just rolled her eyes and declared, 'fathers would be fathers' and 'when tough little boys grow up to be dads, they turn into big babies again'. So we went home and played with all their toys. The next day, I had that guy's – Mike's – trial. He was found guilty. Thank God. It didn't help my case at all. I mean the 'lawyer losing a case' didn't look good. But he couldn't kill anyone either. When I came home, Dad was here for dinner.

"First, it's a little hard to explain. Second, they'll have homework like you can't believe," Alex broke me out of my trance.

"One more day," I begged like a little kid, interrupting her.

She laughed, getting out of the shower and throwing on a towel. "One more day, Sam."

I cleaned myself off before giving her a quick kiss. I disappeared down the hall, leaving her to get changed.

"Tommy, Mary," I called. "Taylor, Patrick!"

"Shusssh! He's coming!" That had to be Mary.

I stepped into the FROG room that we had turned into a playroom after Jess moved out. "Come out, come out, wherever you are," I taunted.

The next thing I knew, I was on my back while four little kids attacked me.

This was so not fair. I hadn't even seen them coming! They'd make great hunters one day.

No, no. I wasn't supposed to let that thought cross my mind. They wouldn't be hunters. Ever. They weren't even going to know about hunting and things that go bump in the night – except from that show Supernatural. That was it.

"We got 'em! We got 'em," Patrick was shouting and jumping up and down next to me.

"Come on, Pat," Taylor complained. "Help!"

With that, my youngest jumped back on me.

Hunter technique kicked in as I disarmed one little brown haired girl. "Daddy," she cried as I tickled her with one hand and managed to keep her off of me. I used my other to grab Patrick and give him raspberries on his tummy. He giggled in response.

Taylor tried to get away, but I managed to somehow use my leg and trap her. Tommy was the only one left and by now, he was running for his life.

"Mom! Mom," he called, running through the hall into the master bedroom. "Mom! You've gotta help us!"

I just laughed as I escaped from my other three children, going to tickle the last un-tickled one.

"Mom," I complained, running into the room. "He started it!" When I entered the room, Alex simply handed him to me to tickle.

o.0.o Jessica POV o.0.o

Dean had decided to come with me to break the news to Will.

Fun times.

We got to the restaurant I was meeting him at. Dean was supposed to stay in the car with Chris while I broke the news to Will. Yeah, right.

"G'luck," my boyfriend told me from the driver's seat.

"Thanks," I told him with a small smile. I started to get out of the car, but Dean grabbed my wrist.

"Hey, uh- I dunno about the kid back there," he said, nodding to the sleeping Chris. "But… I think I'm pretty lucky to have a good Mom like you."

I smiled and rolled my eyes. "Getting laid is your top priority, huh?"

"Got that right," he answered with a smirk. It was easily seen that this was a complete joke on his part. Getting laid was never his priority with me. Even though he did it a lot. He was trying to make me think about him and not go back to Will.

"Goodbye, Dean," I told him, freeing my wrist from his hand.

I walked down the street to the restaurant. Will was easy to spot. He was the only one pacing in front of the place.

When he saw me, he ran to me. "Jess, thank God," he said, pulling me into his arms. "I was so worried." He kissed my forehead.

"Yeah," I muttered, returning the hug slightly. When he pulled back from me to access the damage that the hunt may have caused, I said, "We really need to talk."

He froze up at those words. "Okay."

"Let's go for a walk." He nodded and we crossed the street into the park.

"So what's up," he asked, looking toward me.

"I uh… I'm just going to say it," I said, coming to a complete stop and turning toward him. "We have to break up."

He looked a little taken back. "Dean," he croaked out.

I nodded. "Yeah. Will, you're great and all, but Dean's just… he's… really, really, really indescribable," I said, finding no words to explain the extraordinary love Dean had for me and I for him.

Will scratched his head. "I had a feeling this was going to happen."

"I'm sorry," I told him. "But I don't want to play charades, ya know?"

"Yeah." He was looking to the ground.

I was about to add that I was pregnant… and there was a rather good chance that the baby was Will's, but Chris started to run up to us. "Mommy," he called. "Will!"

We looked over and Chris was trying his hardest to run toward Will and I. Dean was strolling behind him, but hanging back a little, waiting for Will and I to finish.

"Hey, baby," I told my son, picking him up.

"Hi Will," Chris said with a smile before turning back to me. "Mom, Dad said we could have 'ream and M&Ms!" Dean liked his M&Ms for some reason. And the trait was only spreading to his son.

"Okay," I said with a smile. I turned back to Will to tell him about the baby, but he was gone. I looked around to try and find him, but he was no where to be seen.

"Hey, babe," Dean teased, coming over to me and kissing my forehead. "Everything done?"

"Yeah," I said, ignoring the nickname. Where had Will gone?

He vanished into thin air.

Almost like an angel.

o.0.o Alex POV o.0.o

After Sam finished tickling the kids and we had breakfast, we all piled into the car to head over to the playground. Since everyone else was in school, we were all by ourselves. I grabbed a seat on the bench as Sam ran around with the kids to play on the jungle gym. A half an hour later, Jess and Dean showed up with Chris. The two 'men' went to play with my clan as Jess grabbed a seat.

It only took ten more minutes for chaos to ensue.

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy," Taylor ran over to me, breaking into Jess' and my conversation.

"Aunt Jess and I were talking," I told the little girl.

"Sorry… but Daddy's stuck!"

"He's what," I asked.

"Stuck?"

Jess and I shared a look before hurrying over to the tunnel. Sure enough, Sam was stuck – feet sticking out one end and head sticking out the other.

At this sight, Jess burst out laughing along with Dean who had seen the ordeal Sam was in and had decided not to help his brother.

"Dean," Sam hissed. "Shut up!" I couldn't help myself. I started laughing too. "Alex!"

"Sam," I said through gasps for breath. "How'd you manage that?"

"Don't ask. Just help!" He squirmed as if to show just how much trouble he was in.

"Dude," Dean said. "She can not push your big body out of there. You're too heavy."

"Dean," Jess scolded. "You'd be too."

"But I'm not stuck. And you're a little bigger than Alex and I'm a lot smaller than my string bean brother. My chances are better."

Jess smirked. "I wouldn't help you." And she ran. Dean chased, leaving me to get my string bean husband out of his problem.

"Sam, honey, I think you're really stuck."

"Daddy can't get out," Mary asked. She started to cry.

"No, no," I tried to calm her. "We can get him out. It's just going to be hard." She calmed down. I just happened to glance in the direction that Jess and Dean ran in. They were lying on the ground – Dean on top, so you could tell whose idea this was – making out in the middle of the soccer field that was connected to the playground. "Kids," I said, coming up with an idea to get them out of the way. "Look what Aunt Jess and Uncle Dean are doing!" They looked over.

"Ewwww!" "Gross!" "Uncle Dean and Aunt Jess sitting in a tree…" "Isn't he worried about cooties?" That's what my children had to say. Chris just laughed.

"Go stop 'em," I shouted. Five children ran in their direction. I turned back to Sam and laughed. "Honey, you are really stuck."

"Stop with the names," he half-shouted. "And help!"

"But it's so fun to see you flounder." I smirked. He grumbled something. "What's that?"

"I said if I weren't married to you, I don't know how I'd survive."

"Sure you did."

He rolled his eyes at me. "Listen. Pull my arms and I'll turn my body. We should be able to get me outta here, okay?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "You owe me."

"I know."

I got ready and pulled him out of the tunnel in one quick movement. He landed on my legs. "Better," I asked with a smile.

"Much," he smiled before getting up and offering me a hand.

"Don't get stuck again, cause I'm not helping if you do," I said, taking his hand and standing up.

"Sure you wouldn't," he teased.

"Sam."

"Just kidding," he said with a smile as he threw an arm around me and kissed the top of my head. "I think I'm ready for those kids to go back to school."

"We've out grown the whole 'the kids need me to survive' phase?" I teased him because he always went through that phase after a hunt.

He rolled his eyes. "No. I just want Mommy to myself."

I rolled my eyes. Men. Never could change them.

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The Diary of Us Winchesters

Gifts and Curses (My personal favorite!)

The Winchester I Have Become

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