The last chapter is a small one, i just wanted to wrap up this story, because i have already started the next one,
"Just get her to the hospital, now;" Joanne shouted at Sam a little too harshly than intended, "I'll be right behind you,"
"Ok," Sam obeyed, and ran out to the car, Lorraine was already in the passenger seat, excruciating pain seared though her abdomen, and Sam was panicking,
"Sam, take a deep breath," Lorraine said to him, placing a hand on his shoulder, he did as he was told, "ok, now put the car in reverse," he did, "now -" Lorraine was cut off as another contraction tore at her
"Oh, my god, are you ok," Sam panicked
"I'm having a baby Sam, this is normal, and unless you want it to be delivered right here on the front seat of the impala, your better get me to a hospital, now," Sam nodded his head, and put the car in reverse and headed to the hospital.
"You said, it was still going to be a few more weeks," Sam shouted unnecessarily over the roar of the engine,
"Sam, please, I'm right here, you don't have to scream, and I don't decide when this baby wants out ok," it had been 7 months since they had buried Dean, and Lorraine was about to have the second child of his that he would miss out on, but she didn't have time to think about that as another contraction started, she breathed through it like she was taught and then laughed, as she caught Sam breathing with her,
About five contractions and fits of laughter later, Sam pulled into the hospital parking lot, and raced into the building,
"Quick, we got a baby coming,"
"alright, sir and how far apart are your contractions," the nurse held a bemused smile, if she had a dollar for every time a panicked father arrived without the mother, she could have retired a long time ago,
"No, not me, her," he pointed behind him, "Oh, shit," he raced off back towards the car,
"Jeez, Sam get a hold of yourself," Joanne said, as she helped Lorraine waddle into the hospital, a nurse appearing with a wheelchair almost immediately,
"Come on, Uncle Sam," Mary grabbed a hold of his hand, "let's go wait in the waiting room" Sam nodded and allowed himself to be pulled away,
"How can you be so calm," he said to his niece,
"Mums the one having the baby not me," she said in a voice that was beyond her years
"Mary, your suppose to be 8," he said, ever since she found out she was going to be a big sister, it was like she was 8 going on 20
"I'm nearly 9 uncle Sam," Mary said matter-of-factly
"Sorry, I forgot," he laughed,
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"Now how far apart are the contractions?" The midwife helped Lorraine maneuver herself on to the bed, she had just gotten settled when she had another contraction,
"Um, two minutes," Joanne replied holding up the stop watch, she had been with Lorraine when Mary was born, and knew the coaching role well,
"And will the father be joining us," The midwife asked Lorraine as she placed two pillows behind her, so Lorraine was in a sitting position, then placed a round disk on her swollen stomach, the baby's strong heart beat filled the room though the ECG machine,
"No, just my sister,"
"Ha, and they call women the weaker sex," she chuckled, "a lot of the fathers wait outside, can't handle it, heart beat sounds great, I'll be back in a sec," she said as she walked out of the room,
"She must think Sam's the father," Joanne laughed, but she caught the look of sadness on Lorraine face, "oh, sweetie, everything will, be ok,"
"I know it's been 7 months, I just still find it hard to believe that he's gone," Lorraine only just managed to get the sentence out as she was hit with another contraction, they were getting closer and closer together, Joanne winced as Lorraine crushed her hand "it kinda makes it hard for me to kill him for this, too," she joked,
"Can I get you anything?"
"How about an epidural," Lorraine replied as another contraction hit,
"No time for that," the midwife came back in to the room pushing a crib with her, she set it up close to the end of the bed, ready for the newborn, "ok, nearly time to start pushing," the midwife frowned, and it took Lorraine a few minutes to realize that the heartbeat had slowed, then she felt the warm liquid between her legs,
"What was that," Lorraine asked Joanne, her waters had broken hours ago, Joanne had a look of horror on her face, "Joanne," Lorraine screamed,
"There's just a bit of blood," Joanne replied,
"it feels like a bit more than a bit of blood," Lorraine cried, as the midwife pressed the red emergency button, "will someone please tell me what's going on," a different kind of pain tore though Lorraine's belly as she realized that she could no longer hear her baby's heart beat, and Lorraine panicked even more as three more people rushed into the room,
"Baby's heartbeat has stopped, and the mother has started bleeding," the midwife told the doctor,
"ok, Lorraine I'm gonna need you to start pushing," the doctor told her, one of the other midwives left the room returning just as quickly with an oxygen incubator,
"What's going on," Lorraine cried
"Look Lorraine, I know this all over whelming, but we thing that the umbilical cord is wrapped around the neck and your placenta has started to tear, we need to get the baby out quickly, so please start pushing," Lorraine did as she was told, all the while praying that her baby would be safe, "ok, it's not happening, get me the forceps," the doctor ordered, a few minutes later, but what felt like hours she felt the baby slither out of her body, but she didn't hear the crying that she had when Mary was born, time seemed to freeze as she watched the doctor try to resuscitate her son, it had been to long since his heart had stopped beating, Lorraine and Joanne seemed to just star at the little infant, as the doctor barked out orders and the nurses complied, then a smile slowly spread across the doctors face as a weak crying filled the room, Lorraine slumped back in exhaustion and cried happily as her son was placed in her arms briefly before being put in the oxygen tank,
"You did a great job, well done," the doctor told her as her squeezed her upper arm reassuringly
"Thank you so much," Lorraine replied though tears, he returned a proud smile, then left the room,
"Let's get you cleaned up," the original midwife said,
"What's going to happen with the baby," Lorraine asked
"We just want to keep him in the tank for a while, see how he responds, and then you can try feeding him,"
"You did great sis," Joanne hugged Lorraine, they both looked at the ting fragile newborn who was giving his lungs a good workout,
"I just wish dean was here," Lorraine replied,
"I think he was Lorraine," Joanne replied, and Lorraine nodded in agreement.
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Three hours later, Sam paced the waiting room, he had filled out all the relevant forms he had been asked to, and from Lorraine's strict instructions, had filled them all out properly with no fake names or details, Mary looked up from her drawing every now and then to watch him do a lap, she smiled at the ghost of her father looking just as apprehensive, Dean had been properly buried, in the backyard, everyday he had seen Lorraine out there, sitting on the grass, talking to him, he knew that he should have burnt the body by now, but seeing Lorraine out there, he couldn't bring himself to do it just yet, he had promised himself to look out for Lorraine and Mary, and when Lorraine had found out she was pregnant again, he had driven everyone crazy with sharing every little detail he had read in the pregnancy books Lorraine had had lying around the house,
"Winchester," the same woman who had made him fill out the forms walked in to the waiting room, Sam greeted her, "Congratulations, It's a boy, mother and baby are doing fine, you can go in now if you like," then she walked away
"You hear that Mary," He said picking her up, "you've got a baby brother,"
When they entered the room, Lorraine sat in the bed a small bundle wrapped in a blue blanket nestled in her arms, Joanne got up off the chair, and Mary climbed up to greet her new brother, the Baby looked at the little girl then let out a little mew,
"We have the same color eyes," she pointed out excitedly.
"You sure do," Lorraine smiled "what are we gonna call him,"
"You mean I get to choose," she replied, Lorraine answered with a nod and Mary placed a little finger on her chin as she considered this huge responsibility, her father's ghost appeared behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder, then bent down and whispered in her ear, "I know, Aden,"
"Sounds perfect," Lorraine smiled, rearranging the letters in her mind, it was completely perfect
"Hello Aden," Mary cooed, Aden let out a little another little sound then his tiny little fingers found one of his sisters and he grasped it as tightly as a newborn could.
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Five days later, Lorraine carried Aden out to the back yard, and sat down on the ground near Dean's grave,
"Dean, I would like you to meet your son, Aden James Winchester," tears ran down her face, "Aden, your dad was a strong, kind, brave and caring man, and he would have loved you so much, and I just know you're going to grow up to be just like him, and we will both be so proud of you"
"And so will I" Mary added as she joined her mother and baby brother, Lorraine wrapped an arm around her daughter hugging both of her children close to her.
well i hope you liked 'my supernatural sequel' weather you reviewed or not,