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Chapter 33

Later that night, after Chris and Emily had gone off to bed, Allison, Addison, and Sam sat around the dining room table and looked at Dean with wide eyes as he told them of his recent adventure that Zachariah had sent him on. Of course, Dean had omitted certain things; namely Allison and their child being dead and Lucifer being the one to kill them through Sam.

"So," Addison said and they all looked at her "the Colt is real?" Dean and Sam both nodded.

"Yeah," Sam said. "We had it, but a woman named Bella stole it from us. Gave it to Lilith to try and bargain on a deal; it didn't quite work out for her though." Dean sighed softly as the two men shared a look and returned their eyes to the girls.

"I always thought it was just a legend. At least that's what Dad told us," Allison said, agreeing with her sister as she nodded and looked at Dean.

"Trust me it's real," Dean said. "I've used it." Allison frowned slightly before her eyes widened yet again. He had told her about killing the yellow eyed demon that had killed his mother, Sam's girlfriend Jessica, and his dad. She figured then that he had used the Colt to kill the demon.

"How are we going to find it?" Addison asked. "I mean, if that chick that stole it from you guys gave it to Lilith, where do we even look first? It could be anywhere. Hell, Dean, it took you five years to find it in the future that Zachariah threw you into."

"We'll find it," Dean said.

"Should we start researching now or in the morning?" Allison asked and everyone looked at her.

"Research?" Addison asked with a frown and Allison smiled at her sister.

"We got to start somewhere and walking around town with a flyer and a crappy drawing of the Colt isn't exactly going to work," Allison said making Dean smirk and Addison roll her eyes. "Obviously, Lilith had to hand it off to one of her minions. I doubt she carted the thing around with her, and if whoever she gave it to is half as powerful as she was, we might be able to track it if can put together signs."

"I knew you were the smart one," Dean said and Allison smiled at him before she laughed as he dodged the orange Addison had grabbed from the fruit bowl on the table and chucked at his head.

"Come on guys," Sam said as he tried to push down his smile, but failed miserably as he looked at Addison who was glaring daggers at Dean. "Let's get some sleep and we'll get a fresh start in the morning."

"Sounds good to me," Dean said heavily as he looked at his brother and ran his hand down his face. "I could use a shower and four hours."

"How about a shower and at least eight hours; you look like you could use it," she said as she stood and held out her hand to him.

"I could use something else too you know," he said with a grin before he took her hand and stood from his chair.

"Seriously?" Sam asked as he looked at Dean and Dean turned his grin to his brother before he winked, making Sam roll his eyes.

"Night guys," Allison said with a laugh as she shook her head and tried to hide the blush that had flamed her cheeks.

"Good night," Addison and Sam chorused. Dean patted his brother's shoulder before he followed behind Allison and went upstairs with her where the shower and bed were calling him in addition to a little fun with his girl. Sam sighed quietly as he looked at the table top and Addison reached across the table, covering his right hand with her left. His eyes shot to their hands before moving up to her face and she smiled gently at him.

"Come on," she said lightly and Sam frowned as she pulled her hand away and stood from her seat. She walked around the table and started for the hall. She stopped and turned around to look at him. "You coming?" she asked with a smile and Sam's frown only deepened. Addison laughed softly before she walked back over to the table and took his hand into hers before she tugged on his arm. "Come on, Sammy," she said lightly and he stood from his chair and looked down at her.

"Where?" he asked and she smiled before she started walking backwards and pulled on his hand.

"You have to ask?" she asked and Sam raised an eyebrow. "You're not sleeping on the couch tonight, Sam." He smiled slightly as she turned around, keeping her hold on his hand as they went upstairs and down the hall into Addison's room.

Three Weeks Later

"We can find out what we're having today," Allison said softly as she sat in the waiting room of the clinic with Dean. Her right hand was on the medium sized bump that was now her stomach while Dean's right hand was laced with her left on the touching wooden arms of the chairs they sat in.

"Really?" he asked as he looked at her and rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand. He already knew that they were having a son, but he hadn't told her that. The whole time they had been researching and trying to find the Colt, he hadn't said anything more of his time in 2014. She had asked, of course, but he didn't say anything and surprisingly she had let it go, and he was glad she did. He didn't want to tell her, and he had absolutely no plans on ever telling her unless it was necessary.

"Yeah, which is why I'm glad you stuck around for today," she said. "I know you were itching to go to Canton early this morning when you found the case, but I was hoping you would have stuck around for my appointment."

"I could tell, which is why we stayed," he said and Allison smiled at him before she leaned in and kissed his cheek. He smiled gently at her and his eyes scanned her face, just taking her in.

"I'm sorry we weren't able to find the Colt, Dean," she said softly, "but I'll keep looking while you guys are on the road."

"I know you will, and I still think Addie should be staying with you," Dean said. "Sam and I have to learn how to work together again. I don't know if her tagging along is going to help it any."

"Addie's going along so you two don't kill each other," she said pointedly and Dean sighed as he looked away from her and pursed his lips. "Besides, Addie needs to work and I won't let her out of the house on her own. You and Sam are the only ones I trust to have her back."

"Yeah because we're just the safest guys to be around; no one we work with ever dies," Dean said dryly as he turned his eyes to her and she sighed.

"Dean," she started, but didn't get to finish.

"Allison Farrell?" the nurse asked and both of them looked to the woman in the soft pink scrubs. They looked at each other and Dean forced a smile, thankful for the interruption from what was likely going to turn into a mild argument.

"Come on, let's go get you checked out," he said and they stood together. However, Dean knew by the look in her eyes that their conversation wasn't going to end there.

After taking her vitals and asking a few questions about Allison's diet and about any problems she was having, the nurse left them saying the doctor would be with them in a few minutes. Allison took the opportunity to at least touch down on the conversation they had left in the waiting room.

"Dean, Addie's going with you whether you like it or not," Allison said. "She already promised Sam she'd go with him before you called."

"I don't want you to be going through this on your own, Allie," Dean said with a pointed look on his face.

"I won't be alone," she said with a shake of her head. "Emily and Chris are more than capable to help me with anything I need, Dean. Plus, the three of you are always a phone call away if something goes wrong." Dean sighed as he looked at her as she sat on the exam room bed. "Come here," she whispered as she held out her right hand to him. He pushed off from the wall he was leaning against and closed the short distance between them, his much larger left hand encasing her right. "You already have the world on your shoulders, Dean," she whispered. "I want to be one less thing you worry about."

"You know that that's not going to happen," he whispered back.

"You can try," she said and he sighed once more.

"I'll try, but no promises," he said and she gave him a small smile before she leaned into him and kissed him softly. Thanks to the height of the table, her face was actually even with his for once and it was much easier to kiss him without having to pull his lips down to hers. She rested her forehead against his and he moved even closer to the table, his right arm wrapping around her as his chest pressed against her right arm.

He tilted his head against hers and caught her lips again, kissing her firmly. However, their kiss didn't last long when a throat clearing broke them apart. Allison blushed when they pulled apart and she saw Dr. Harrison standing at the door. Dean grinned at her flushed cheeks before he took a half step back and turned slightly to see the doctor.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I believe we have an appointment," the older woman said with a smile as she fixed her glasses on her face. Allison smiled at Dr. Harrison and the doctor turned her eyes to Dean. "You must be Dean," Dr. Harrison said as she held out her right hand to him and Dean nodded as he shook her hand. "It's nice to finally meet you."

"Should I be worried that I've been talked about?" Dean asked and Dr. Harrison laughed.

"Not at all," she said as they let go of each other's hands and Dr. Harrison turned her smile to Allison. "Allie has had nothing but positive things to say about you." She put the file she had in her left arm down on the small desk before walking back to Allison. "So, Karen said your vitals are good and that you haven't had any problems or spotting."

"No, no problems," Allison said honestly.

"You ready to find out what you're having?" Dr. Harrison asked with a smile and Allison looked at Dean who grinned at her excited face before he nodded slightly. Allison smiled brightly before she nodded. "Okay, get settled back while I get everything ready." Dr. Harrison turned away from them and pulled up the ultrasound machine while Allison let go of Dean's hand and laid back on the table. Dean remained at her bedside and rested his hands on the edge of the exam table. Dr. Harrison booted up the machine and looked at Allison. "Okay, lift up your shirt for me, and this will be a bit cold," she added as she put the gel on the wand.

Allison did as the doctor asked and Dean took her hand when she rested it at her side once more. He already knew Allison's stomach protruded now and every time he saw it, he knew that his baby, his son, was growing inside of her. The doctor pressed the wand to Allison's stomach and moved it around reveal the various positions of the baby. Both Dean and Allison's eyes were glued to the screen and the various parts of their baby that Dr. Harrison pointed out. She hit something on the screen pausing the image and smiled.

"See that there?" she asked with a smile as she pointed at the screen. "You probably know what that means." Dean grinned while Allison breathed a light laugh.

"A boy?" Allison asked and Dr. Harrison looked at her, her smile still in place as she nodded her head and lowered her hand. Allison smiled as she looked up at Dean, who looked at her at the same time, smiling as well. "We're having a boy," she said softly to him and he squeezed her hand.

"Yeah," Dean said heavily as he ran his thumb along the back of her hand. "We're having a boy."