Chapter 8 No more hunting…
"You didn't know anything about this Cas?" Sam asked astounded.
"No Sam, I was unaware of these circumstances you have brought to my attention. Had I known that this would be the result of their pairing and procreation I would have been more focused on bringing them together."
"I'm not sure how Dean is going to react to this news. I mean hunting has been his entire life."
"Do you think it would help if I showed him the future he could have? That you both could have."
"That future doesn't exist until they make a baby though right?"
"Yes and no."
Sam waited for Cas to elaborate and when he remained silent Sam pressed him. "Want to give me some details?"
"No, you aren't the one that needs details Sam." And with that statement Cas left the room.
Cas brushed past Dean and Bobby and moved quickly towards Carrie Beth and Ellen. "Carrie Beth do you love Dean?" he asked with an angry tone.
She glanced up at him, her mouth dropping open. "What?"
"It's a simple yes or no question, do you love him?"
"Look trench coat, it's not that simple."
Carrie Beth glanced around Castiel to see Dean and Bobby standing in the kitchen with Sam now hovering in the doorway. "It's not that simple," she whispered as her mouth wet dry.
"It has to be that simple," Cas said continuing the angry tone. "If it is not that simple then the information Sam and I found is useless. You have to maintain some feelings for Dean or everything is lost."
"What are you talking about?" Carrie Beth shouted at him. "You blaze in here like your ass is on fire and you start asking questions that I don't know the answer too. Did you ask Dean? Huh? Did you ask him if he's in love with me? You need to back off trench coat because you are meddling with human emotions here."
Carrie Beth pushed past him and raced down the hall to her room. She slammed the door closed and leaned against it praying that no one would follow her. She wasn't sure how she felt about Dean, but regardless if it was love she wasn't going to be the first to admit it to anyone. Dean was a leaver and she had already been left behind too many times.
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"Cas," Dean growled after Carrie Beth had left the room, "you want to explain what the hell is wrong with you before I light you on fire with holy water."
"Dean," Sam said from behind him, "we found some… research, on the one true pairing business and it will change things for all of us."
Dean never took his eyes off Cas. "Show me," he said.
The old leather bound books were laid out of the table and they were not in English. "It's a form of Hebrew but a very obscure dialect. Alfred Conningway, he was an original men of letters from the 1600's, he translated this to French and then it was translated again to English in the 1950's by Jared Weller."
"You are telling me all of this when I don't really give a shit Sam, get to the point," Dean growled crossing his arms over his chest.
"Ok, ok. This passage speaks to the existence of the supernatural. It discusses the abominations of vampires, witches, and other various creatures."
"Still waiting for a point."
"According to this text they shouldn't exist."
Dean raised an eyebrow at Sam. "They shouldn't exist, but they do. I still don't get the point of this conversation."
"These supernatural beings shouldn't exist because they should have remained trapped in Purgatory. When we kill them they go to Purgatory right, but that's where they were supposed to stay in the first place."
Dean leaned forward placing his elbows on the table. "Go on."
"Somewhere around the fifteenth century a group of pagans accidentally opened a portal to Purgatory and allowed all of the creatures within to be expelled onto Earth. God created a group of men and gave them awareness of the creatures to slowly rid the Earth of their existence. This group of men were the first hunters."
"So we have a long lineage, so what?"
"The goal of this group was to rid the world of these supernatural beings, but they failed in their task."
"Obviously," Dean said sarcastically.
"They failed because the mother of all of these atrocities destroyed the one true pairing that would have produced the chosen one. The light and goodness of the chosen one would have given the hunters a strength that was beyond human and they would have been able to defeat the atrocities and claimed the Earth for humans again."
"I get it. Ok so the one true pairing was slaughtered by this mother figure and hunters had to continue to rid the earth of these supernatural beings because that's what they were created to do. What does this have to do with me and Carrie Beth?"
"We… that is you two could rid the world of the atrocities. You could make it so that no one ever has to hunt evil to protect mankind again," Sam said excitedly. "Our lives would be normal! We could have jobs and marriages and… kids."
Dean leaned back in his chair. "This doesn't make sense though, why would it just be one true pairing and then centuries later another exist. Shouldn't God have created a true pairing every century or sooner?"
"He did," Cas answered. "But they have been slaughtered by the corruption of power every century until God quit advertising who the one true pairing was."
"Is that why Naomi took Carrie Beth?" Ellen asked.
"Naomi knew Carrie Beth was the female of the pair but she didn't know who the male would be and unless both members of the pair are dead one or the other will be reborn until they are mated," Cas answered. "Naomi obviously wanted to keep the atrocities on Earth so that angels could continue to rule to some extent."
"Are you kidding?" Dean yelled at Cas. "You dickheads with wings have been against the human race from the beginning!"
"Some of us have been and I am ashamed to admit it," Cas said. "But we have the amazing opportunity to repair this Dean! If you and Carrie Beth conceive a child then the light of that child's birth will wash the Earth of all atrocities."
"Except…" Sam said quietly.
"Except?" Dean asked.
"Well, except Demons. They would still exist because they were created after all of the other supernatural beings."
Dean stood up from the table and paced back and forth for a moment. He started to speak several times but changed his mind. Finally he drug a hand over his face and leaned over on the table. "So you are telling me that if Carrie Beth and I… have a baby, that child would rid the Earth of all the creepy crawlies just by being born?"
"It would be like the alternate universe that Balthazar sent us too trying to protect us."
Dean looked at Sam quizzically.
"You know where we were actors on a show and all of the supernatural stuff was just made up. It would be like that Dean. No hunting. No ghosts or witches or goblins." Sam paused for a moment. "And no vampires named Viktor that want to kill Carrie Beth."
Dean's eyes moved back and forth rapidly as he contemplated what Sam was saying. "This is great," he said quietly. "This is great… but…"
"But?" Sam asked.
"This is a process. It's not instantaneous you know. She has to agree first and then we have to… you… well we have to make a baby and that doesn't always happen on the first try. Then it's what 9 months before the baby arrives at least? We'll have to keep her protected. We'll have to find a doctor and set up a nursery. I'm sure she'll want a legal marriage first too. I don't think she would agree to give birth to a bastard even if we are married in the eyes of God."
"Where would she give birth?" Ellen asked. "And what about health insurance? How are you going to care for this baby?"
"She won't need all of that," Cas interjected. "She will give birth when it is time without the assistance of a doctor because Dean is all that she will require."
Dean's eyes grew big. "What? That can't be right! I can't deliver a baby!"
"Dean calm down, you've got to make the baby first," Sam said with a chuckle.
"I need to talk to Carrie Beth," Dean said biting his lower lip. "We can't make any decisions until we know that she is on board with this whole plan. Are we sure that she and I are the one true pairing?"
"As sure as I am a dickhead with wings," Cas said emphatically.
"That's pretty damn sure," Bobby said with a grin.
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Carrie Beth was in bed with a piece of paper and a pen. She felt an urge to write but she was drawing a blank. She twirled the pen around and around in her hand trying to decide if she wanted to make a list of pros and cons for her current state or write a letter saying she was leaving. She was leaning towards the letter when a soft knock sounded at the door.
"Who is it?" she yelled.
"Dean."
"Come in," she said.
He edged the door open and stepped inside before immediately closing and locking it behind him. He stood at the foot of the bed with his hands in his jean pockets and stared at her. "You ok?" he asked.
She met his gaze but didn't answer the question.
"You didn't answer Cas's question either," he said seriously.
She glanced down at the blank piece of paper and took a deep breath.
"Is it because you know the answer and don't want to share or is it because you don't know the answer?"
She couldn't read him. He was stoic and solid as he stood before her asking her if she could be in love with him. He didn't reek of desperation or need of her like she did of him. "Sam and I, we've dealt with this whole life being decided for us thing before. It sucks. It hurts, but somehow it always turns out right in the end."
She glanced back at him knowing that her face was in a deep, furrowed frown. "You don't have to answer I don't guess," he continued, now crossing his arms in front of his chest. "But it sure is going to make it awkward when I tell you that I'm in love with you."
He said it very matter of fact like and she couldn't help the grin that spread across her face. "So that's how you do it huh? You just blurt it out like that?" she asked.
"I'm blunt, what can I say it is one of the endearing qualities that makes up Dean Winchester."
"When did you know?" she asked.
"When I bought the hair brush. It never would have occurred to me to buy something so personal for another woman."
She smiled at him again and this time she moved over and patted the bed encouraging him to have a seat. He toed his shoes off and stretched out next to her. "I can't lie to you Carrie Beth. I'm an asshole and I know it. The likelihood that I will hurt your feelings on a daily basis is very great. I've never been really in love with anyone before and I'm not sure how this is going to affect me. I'm not running but I'm tempted because this is scary as hell."
"You are scared of something?" she said with a chuckle. "The man who is one half of a demon and vampire fighting duo is scared of little old me?"
"Not you, but how I feel about you. I've never… I mean… I've been with other women. Hell I even lived with one who I thought was the best thing in my life for a little over a year. I'm protective of my family and you are now a part of that family. I'm dangerously co-dependent on my brother and on that dickhead angel out there. I snore, you should probably know that, and I don't sleep worth a damn but I guess that's to be expected. I'll probably be a shitty father because my old man was but I'm going to try my damnedest not to make his same mistakes."
"How are you going to do that Dean? You can't stop hunting the evils of the world because of me."
"Well it just so happens that because of you and me we might be able to rid the world of that nonsense completely, but before I told you about what Sam and Cas found I wanted to confess my love. I don't want you to think that I love you because we can save the world together. I love you because you are amazing and I've been looking for you my whole life. I just never knew it until I found you."
She stared at him as he spoke. Everything he listed as a flaw she saw as an endearment. She ran a finger along his cheek. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me," she said softly before she leaned into to kiss him.
The kiss was chaste and loving. Nothing like the passionate kisses they had shared before it was almost like she was sealing their relationship with this particular kiss. When she pulled back slightly from him he eyed her willing her to say something else. When she didn't speak he finally broke the silence. "And?" he said.
She giggled. "I love you too Dean Winchester."
He slid a finger along her jaw line and moved closer to place a soft kiss on her lips. She wasn't going to settle for just a soft kiss though. She dug her fingers into his waist and pulled him against her and he growled in response. He pushed her onto to back and settled himself in between her legs. He elevated himself slightly to keep the fullness of his weight off of her and he began to kiss her passionately. She pushed at the denim shirt he had on and he helped her pull it off and toss it on the floor. Once it was gone she slid her hands under his t-shirt and moaned into his mouth at the intense heat that radiated off of him.
He leaned up and pulled his shirt over his head before he lay back on top of her. She pulled her knees up beside his hips and gasped when the pressure on her core increased. His mouth moved down her jawline and neck until he was nibbling on her collarbone and causing her to wiggle beneath him. She gripped his hair with both hands and pulled his face back to hers where she swept her tongue inside his mouth and moaned his name.
"Carrie Beth!" came a loud female voice through the heavy wooden door. "Get away from Dean right now!"
She tried to ignore the pounding on the door and concentrate on Dean's kisses but the more Ellen beat on the door the more distracted she became. Dean finally separated himself from her and grabbed his discarded t-shirt from the floor.
"Ok Ellen we get it!" he yelled.
He pulled the shirt over his head and glanced back at a now pouting Carrie Beth. "Later," he promised holding a hand out to her and helping her off the bed.
He opened the door to an angry looking Ellen and an ax holding Bobby. "What the hell?" he asked.
"We've been talking," Ellen said. "We both agree that before you touch our daughter again you are going to get married properly. Especially since every time you touch her she is at risk of getting pregnant."
Carrie Beth pushed dean out of the way and stared at her mother. "Isn't every couple with a viable egg and sperm at risk of getting pregnant when they have sex?"
Ellen glanced back at Dean. "I see you didn't actually talk to her Dean."
He smiled. "We, uh, became otherwise occupied."
"Out here both of you now," Ellen said sternly. "We have some things to discuss and a plan to develop."
Carrie Beth eyed Dean for a moment. "I want to be able to have sex more than a couple of times before we get pregnant."
"I don't' want to hear that!" Bobby said shaking his ax at Dean.
"Where the hell did you get an axe?" Dean asked.
"I asked for it and it was provided. I thought I was going to have to chop the door down to break you two young'uns up."
"I think I liked not having parents better," she said quietly before marching out of the bedroom to the front hall.