Legacy

by TheGirlWithTheDinosaurTattoo

Continuing where "Domestic" left off, "Legacy" is the seventh story in my Winchester Ranch series and continues Dean, Grace, Sam and Serra's lives in rural Kansas. They might not be hunting anymore, but trouble seems to always find them, this time with fur and fangs. Rated T for some trying situations along with some sexual content.

3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Serra

I'm having a boy. I was over the moon at the news and no longer cared about the birth part.

That's a lie. I'm still terrified, but at least I don't have to go through it knowing that there's a girl waiting for me to take her home. That would be scarier.

I stared at Sam, half asleep in the waiting room chair, and sat next to him. He lifted his head and glanced at me, smiling at the grin on my face. "What's up?"

"Oh, nothing," I said, shaking my head. "Grace is in delivery."

He leaned his head on my shoulder, turning his body so his legs were over the side of the arms on the chair. "Dean's handling it too well. Is he still drunk?"

I tilted my head and smiled slightly. "I think he's just finally ready. And think about last time Grace was in delivery…everything was panicked and terrifying. Lib couldn't breathe, Grace had to go to emergency OR…there was a lot happening. This one is pretty straight forward."

"You still scared?"

I nodded, looking down at my belly. "Oh, shit yes. But a little less so now."

Sam sat up and turned to look at me. "Why?"

Unable to help myself, I grinned at him. "Grace told me."

"Grace told you what?"

Rubbing my belly, I took a deep breath. "Levi, not Charlotte."

"You cheated!" Sam said in mock disgust. He couldn't help himself, though. His face lit up and he put his forehead to mine. "We're having a boy?"

I nodded. "We're having a boy."