The snow fell and the days grew shorter. They had a peaceful Thanksgiving at the scrap yard. They had Nate to be extra thankful for. His giggle was contagious. It was a welcomed sound throughout the house, even when he was supposed to be napping. Sam and Bobby would take a nap with Nate if he was too wound up. Baby books said this and baby books said that, but they just went with their hearts. In their minds, babies could never be spoiled by being held too much or getting too much attention. Nate wanted for neither.

Kylee phoned her family on Thanksgiving with Dean holding her hand. They had not changed their minds and still considered Kylee and Dean living in sin. Kylee hung up the phone knowing that she did the right thing by calling. She was also the bigger person for not arguing with them.

A couple days before Christmas, Dean and Kylee stayed at the Guesthouses. It was an early anniversary trip because they didn't want to miss Nate's first Christmas, or any Christmas for that matter.

Dean looked at Kylee and saw the necklace he'd given her shimmering against her skin.

"You never get to wear that," he commented as he touched the diamond pendant. "Guess garage and scrap yard attire doesn't have much to do with diamonds."

"Nope. But, I still love it." Kylee looked at him and wiggled her fingers, "Look at what else I have."

Dean smiled and showed her his left hand, too. "I've got mine, too."

Kylee smiled as she reached out for her husband, beckoning him into her welcoming arms.

While they laid together, spent and relaxed, Dean idly ran his fingers over Kylee's skin.

"Have you thought about how our lives would change with a baby?" Kylee asked as her fingers followed some unseen pattern on Dean's chest.

"Yes I have."

"And?"

"What are you thoughts on it, Kylee?"

"I haven't known Nate that long, but I want to have a baby. I'm scared of being pregnant because I don't know what it will be like. But, I still want us to have a baby."

"Really?"

Kylee nodded.

"So I don't have to buy these anymore?" Dean lifted the strip of condoms that were by the bedside.

"I don't think using those would aid in the getting pregnant part."

"Do you have any idea how it is to go into a small town, where everyone knows everyone else's business, and buy a ton of condoms just so I don't have to go back as often? This last time, Danny was the cashier. I don't know if he thinks we're like rabbits or what, but I sure got a strange vibe from him."

Kylee laughed. "So you're saying you don't want to be the one to pick up a home pregnancy test?"

"That, my dear, is definitely your area. You get to make that purchase."

"Chicken."

"Yep."

Kylee laughed at her husband who could stare down anything supernatural but be scared of being seen with a pregnancy test.

"So when did you want to start on this baby-making endeavor?" Dean's eyes were full of mischief.

"No time like the present," Kylee felt giddy as she touched the body she knew as well as her own.

Everyone went overboard purchasing gifts for Nate. He was going to spend all of Christmas Eve and Christmas Day playing with wrapping paper and boxes if he proved true to baby form. Well, he was still small. Maybe that would have to wait until next year.

Tasha and Abby complained about the crazed customers doing last-minute shopping at the store. They put in extra hours and although the money would be nice, the headaches were a real pain.

Bobby gave them neck and shoulder massages when they got home. In his day, women didn't work outside of the home. In this new age, Sam was taking care of Nate and doing a great job. Bobby's scrap yard business slowed down, so he helped with Nate when he could.

Tasha's nightmares were sporadic. If she had one during the night, she got Bobby and he'd sleep in the other twin in her room.

Life went on at the scrap yard while Dean and Kylee were gone enjoying their anniversary.

Dean's head jerked up from a sound sleep.

"What's wrong?" Kylee asked him.

"I thought I heard Nate."

"Dean, we're at the Guesthouse and Nate is sound asleep at the scrap yard. You didn't hear him."

Dean shook his head. "That kid is messing with my mind."

"No," Kylee attempted to soothe him. "You just already have your daddy ears. Our kids won't get anything by you."

"Damn right they won't. I know all the tricks. I mastered them."

"I'll just believe you on that one, honey," Kylee chuckled.

"I'm thinking that I just might be ready to continue on our endeavor," Dean spoke softly in her ear.

"Really?"

Dean gently bit the sensitive skin on her neck and then ran his tongue over it to take the sting away. He kissed her neck while his hands wandered along her curves.

Soon, Kylee's hands joined his in their roaming.

Mouths, whispers and moans filled their room. Nothing existed but them.

"You sure are dedicated once you have a mission," Kylee remarked, breathless after their latest tumble in the sheets.

"I aim to please," Dean smirked. "This is just fun. The baby-making will come later."

"Ahh, so that's how it works," she smiled.

"Sure is," he nuzzled his nose into her neck to gain access to that sensitive skin of hers.

"Again?" Kylee feigned exhaustion.

"Don't worry. I'll do all the work," Dean smiled against her skin.

"Only if you promise," Kylee was amused.

"I always keep my promises," Dean said as he ravished Kylee's neck and she responded with sounds of encouragement.