The next few months were a blur at the scrap yard. Nate grew like most babies do. He entertained the bunch of them with his antics. Although he was Sam's son, he had Dean's sense of humor. Dean could say anything and Nate would laugh.

The girls were busy with a wedding to plan. The boys stayed out of it. Bobby, like he said he would, agreed to whatever Tasha wanted. They settled on March 25th for their wedding date.

Dean had his heart set on a bachelor party for Bobby but Bobby said he'd rather have a few beers with the boys at home. Joshua and Jefferson, fellow hunters, were coming up for the wedding and would be crashing at Bobby's. They were picking up Missouri on the way. They were going to have a houseful.

On top of that, Dean and Kylee were still trying for a baby. That just encouraged Dean's one-track mind. He was thrilled to be so busy in the bedroom. Kylee, however, was less than happy when the tests came back negative.

One afternoon while the girls were busy in town making wedding arrangements and Sam was busy getting Nate to lie down for his nap, Bobby took Dean aside to the library and shut the door.

"Gees, Bobby. This isn't the best time for you to find us a job," was the first thing Dean said.

"It's not about a job," Bobby was having a hard time looking at him.

"What?" Dean wasn't one to beat around the issue and he didn't let anyone else do so either.

"It's been awhile since I was married," Bobby started out. "I know Tasha wants kids but I'm just wondering . . I don't know if . . ."

"Just spit it out, Bobby."

"Is there anything besides rubbers for a guy to use?" Bobby was blushing under his whiskers.

"Wow." Dean gathered his thoughts, "I have some good news for you, Bobby. They're called condoms now and you don't have to ask the pharmacist for them. You can buy them right off the shelf."

"Okay."

"Now I have a question for you," Dean figured this was as good of time as any. "Can you hear Kylee and I when we're upstairs?"

"In the living room I can. I try to ignore it and turn the television up louder."

"Thanks."

"You might have to put something between the bed and the wall so it doesn't make so much noise," Bobby offered.

"Good advice. And, I can fix you up with some condoms for you to start out with anyway."

"That's be great."

Dean came downstairs with a package for Bobby and Bobby came upstairs with a couple armfuls of extra blankets and quilts.

"Try putting these between the head of the bed and the wall," was all he said as he handed them to Dean.

Both men had questions answered and problems solved.

"What's wrong, Kylee?" Dean had his arms folded behind his head as he laid on the bed and watched Kylee busying herself with odd things in the bedroom. It was clear to Dean that she was trying to avoid something.

"Nothing. Why do you ask?" she turned to look at him.

"You're rearranging the bedroom at ten at night. You haven't said a word to me about Tasha's wedding plans. So, what's up?"

Kylee bit her lip and stopped what she was doing.

Dean sat up and swung his legs over the end of their bed. Kylee walked slowly over to Dean and he just held out his arms to her.

"Why can't I get pregnant?"

"It just hasn't happened yet, baby. Maybe it will take some time."

"What if there's something wrong with me?" Kylee whispered.

"What if there's something wrong with me?" Dean asked right back. "Would that change the way you feel about me?"

"No."

"So, we'd still be us. That's fine with me, Kylee. I'm happy with the two of us. A baby would just be a bonus."

"Really?" Kylee gave him a sad look.

"I don't want to try to get pregnant if I'm going to lose you in the process," Dean told her.

She crumpled into Dean's arms, relieved at what he'd said, yet hoping that it would work out for them.

"Shh," he tried to comfort her without knowing the right words.

When Kylee finally laid down, Dean gave her a massage. "Try to relax or you won't be able to sleep," he told her as his hands made their way down her spine and across her shoulders.

"Did you really want to hear about wedding arrangements?" Kylee asked.

"Not particularly. But, the fact that you didn't bombard me with them was a big clue that something was wrong."

"Did you know you will be wearing pink?" Kylee couldn't help but smile.

"No, I'm not."

"Yep. I saw the tuxes today. Black tux with a pastel vest and a pink tie."

"You're serious?"

Kylee nodded.

Dean just shook his head. "Bobby won't say a word to her about it. You'll still see me as a man even when I'm in pink, right?"

"You betcha, honey."

"What are Joshua and Jefferson going to think?" Dean mused as he continued rubbing.

Kylee just let herself be molded by Dean's hands as her thoughts drifted into dreams.

"So tell me about your friends that are coming up for our wedding," Tasha snuggled closer to Bobby on the couch under the blanket. She enjoyed their cozy little talks like this.

"I've known Joshua and Jefferson many years now," Bobby's voice was soft as he remembered. "They couldn't have been any older than Sam or Dean are now when I met them. We were introduced by other hunters or we just ran in the same circles. Either way, they were always guys that I could trust. I trusted John the most because I knew him best. He and the boys lived with me for periods on and off. Joshua and Jefferson were always thick as thieves because they lived in neighboring states. They are good guys.

Missouri is a psychic. She's going to breeze in here and mother us because it is just her way."

"She's psychic? Do I have anything to be afraid of?" Tasha asked.

"She doesn't intrude into anyone's minds. If she senses that someone is upset, she'll try to help. Everyone has their secrets, even her. She lives in a big, old house in Lawrence, Kansas. I don't know if she has any family or how she ended up with such a huge house."

"She'll be interesting to meet. Have Kylee and Abby met Missouri?"

"Nope. Last time the boys saw her, it was just them. Now, she'll have three girls to bond with and baby Nate to spoil rotten. I think she might be a regular visitor up here. The woman loves babies. Wild dogs couldn't keep her away."

"Have you thought about babies, Bobby?"

"Yeah, ever since you brought up wanting a family. What's on your mind?"

"Well, you know . . . procedures I had done, they weren't at a reputable place. They were men who came during the night, took care of the problem, and were out of town by the next day because my father paid them well. I don't know if either of them took any pains to make sure that I would still be able to bear children. I'm hoping that it's fine. I just don't know."

"All we can do is try," Bobby kissed Tasha's hair.

"I'm not very good at, you know," Tasha turned red. "I think it's probably best that I forget what I've learned and start over."

"We'll learn things together, Tasha. Some things have changed for me, too. I'm just so thankful that I get a fresh start with you."

"How long until your friends arrive?"

"They'll be here two days before our wedding. Missouri will love to help you with any last minute details."

"Where are we going after our wedding?" Tasha asked for the twentieth time.

"On our honeymoon," Bobby replied.

"You goof. Of course we're going on a honeymoon. What I'm asking is where?"

"Not the Guesthouses," was all Bobby would say.

"How will I know what to pack?"

"I've got it all handled. Just bring you." Bobby smiled and Tasha couldn't be upset. She was just so awful at waiting for surprises.