A/N~ Here is chapter 7!!!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural in any way shape or form; however I do own Maria and little Samantha.

At around mid-night Samantha started to cry again. "Dean your turn…" Maria mumbled. She felt Dean get out of bed, and heard him leave the room. He returned a few minutes later. He picked up his daughter and fed her, when she was done he burped her. Then he changed her diaper. When that was done he climbed back into bed with his wife.

Maria woke up an hour later, not to the sounds of her baby crying, but to the sounds of someone getting sick. She looked over and saw Dean was not in bed, but it was not coming from the master bathroom, it was coming from the guest bathroom. Maria looked at the clock 1am. She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She saw Sam leaning over the toilet and Dean rubbing his brother's back soothingly. "Can I do anything?" Maria asked, worried about her brother-in-law.

"No, his dinner is just not setting well." Dean answered for Sam, who was once again heaving.

"Okay, you sure it isn't a bug?" Maria asked, not wanting Samantha to get sick.

"If he had a bug he would have stayed home." Dean replied as he turned to his worried wife. Maria smiled at the reassurance and went back to bed, but bumped into Bobby in the hallway.

"Bobby, are you alright?" Maria asked.

"Yeah, I heard someone getting sick wanted to see who it was." Replied the tired older man.

"It is Sam; Dean says it was probably something he ate." Maria answered.

Bobby nodded and went back to bed. When Maria returned to her and Dean's room she heard her baby girl crying. She knew she was not hungry, and she had just been changed an hour or so ago. Maria walked over to the crib and picked up her crying baby girl. "Shhh honey mommy has you. It's alright baby girl." Maria cooed to her daughter. She rocked her and when she fell back asleep Maria pecked her head and placed her back in her bed.

Maria then crawled back into bed and fell asleep. When she felt Dean return to bed she woke up and said, "Is he okay?"

"Yeah, he said on his way up here he had a burger from the place up the road, he just has food poisoning, and he will be fine in a day or so." Dean replied.

"Okay…" Maria replied.

"Go to sleep sweetheart, if Samantha wakes up I will take care of her, you are worn out." Dean said softly.

A week had passed since little Samantha was brought home from the hospital. "Dean, it is September 23rd." Maria said when they woke up at 9am to feed their daughter who had recently taken to waking up every 3 and a half hours instead of every three.

"Yeah, Bobby and Sam are leaving soon. Then we need to go out, you, me and Samantha." Dean replied.

"Dean she is only a little over a week old." Maria replied as she fed and burped her daughter.

"I know sweetheart, but she will be fine, and we are running out of formula and diapers." Dean replied.

"Fine you win, as soon as Bobby and Sammy leave we will go." Maria said reluctantly.

Dean smiled, and he, Maria and Samantha went to the kitchen. Maria placed Samantha into her carrier. "Dean I need to head out, see you soon boy, and you better call me once in a while to let me know how that angel is doing." Bobby said as he entered the room.

"We will Bobby." Maria answered and hugged the man good bye.

"I am going to have to head out too; I have to get back to school." Sam said walking over to Maria.

"Bye Sammy boy." Maria and Dean said as they hugged him.

Sam and Bobby left; Dean and Maria ate then got ready for the day. When they were ready Dean took Samantha to the nursery to get her ready. Maria got a diaper bag together, and when Dean returned with Maria he had her in a black AC/DC shirt and a pair of jeans.

"Dean…why the hell did I let you get that for her?" Maria asked her smiling husband as he buckled his daughter into her carrier.

"Because you knew it would be cute." Dean replied.

"Next time I get pregnant…IF I ever get pregnant again, you are not allowed to do the baby clothes shopping." Maria smirked when Dean's smile turned into a frown.

She pecked him on the lips then picked up the diaper bag and Samantha's carrier. She walked to the car, Dean followed close behind. He locked the house up then opened the door. Maria snapped the carrier into its holder. Dean walked to the trunk of the car, to make sure they had the stroller. When Maria had Samantha in the car she placed the diaper bag in the seat next to her. She walked to the front passenger seat and got in, while Dean got in the driver's seat.

They drove to the nearest store and when they arrived Dean got the stroller. Maria got Samantha's carrier out of the car, and snapped it into place on the stroller when Dean had it set up. She made Dean carry the diaper bag. "Oh my gosh, she is beautiful." A woman who had two children of her own said as she spotted Samantha.

"Thank you." Dean and Maria replied, both with beaming smiles.

"How old is she?" the woman asked.

"She is a little over a week old." Dean replied as he placed his arm around Maria's waist and gently placed his free hand on Samantha's stomach, protecting them.

"And you are already taking her out?" the woman asked shocked.

"Well, our family just left today, and we needed to get some supplies." Maria replied.

"One of you could have stayed with the baby." The woman sneered.

"She is not your child, and we can take her where we please." Dean replied and pulled a very distraught Maria close to him, he moved his hand off of Samantha's stomach to pull the stroller closer to him as well. They walked into the store like that.

Dean pushed the cart, while Maria pushed Samantha. "Okay, so we need diapers, formula, whips, and some food." Maria said when they got to the baby isle.

Dean nodded and grabbed all of the baby supplies, and then they headed to the food. A very young mother stopped them and said, "She is adorable how old is she?"

"She is a little over a week old." Maria replied.

"So cute, let me guess dad bought the outfit?" she then asked.

"Yeah, he did. How old is yours?" Maria asked, as Dean talked to his daughter, who was crying softly.

"He is a year old, and I am due with my second in seven months." She replied.

"You look so young, how old are you?" Dean asked as he fed Samantha one of the bottles they brought with them.

"I am 19." The young mother replied.

"Oh wow, that is amazing. Well we better get going, best of luck to you." Maria said.

Dean placed Samantha back in her seat after burping her. They got what they needed and paid. They then changed Samantha and headed home.

When they got home they took Maria to their room, she was sleeping and they wanted to take advantage of it. Dean put the food and other stuff away quickly than he and Maria crawled into bed and fell asleep.

A/N~ Hope you like it, please review!!!!