"Where did you say this next couple lives?" Dean asked sitting down in a chair.
"Greenville, South Carolina." Cas repeated.
"You do know that's like a 18 hour drive, right?"
"I am aware." Cas nodded.
"You should also know that we were barely able to drive those two hours with that baby boy." Dean remarked.
"I know, Dean. That's why I'm thinking we leaving while you are pregnant."
"We don't know if I'm going to be pregnant for 9-10 hours or 9-10 days, Cas."
"If It's hours we fly."
"I'm not flying, Cas. That's out of the question." Dean shook his head.
"Then let's just hope it a 9-10 day pregnancy." Cas remarked. Dean was set back at that comment. It was a new side of Cas he had never seen before. He kinda liked it.
"Tell me more about this couple. Right now, all I know is that it's a couple in South Carolina."
"Sawyer and Elliot Adams; they can't afford adoption or any other means of having children."
"Well, that sucks. Why does adoption have to be so damn expensive?" Dean smirked.
"That's might be why the carrier gene trying to be spread." Cas deadpanned.
"Oh, Cas, tell me what you really think."
"Dean, it's been months." Cas sighed. "Almost 8 months."
"We just had sex last night." Dean spat out.
"Yes, you topped. The time before you topped." Dean shook his head and looked away from Cas. "What? Why won't you let me take control? Are you scared or something?'
Dean smirked and nodded. "Hell yes, I'm scared. I'm terrified. Pushing a living being out of me and so vulnerable and weak in front of my lo—bo—partner…my, my husband, basically, and my little brother, scares the living shit out of me."
"Husband?"
"Well, we have known each other for years, years of sexual tension. You have helped me raise Jo-jo and helped deliver Henry and Jessie and the little boy # 3. Hell, you have had to put up with me. A normal boyfriend or lover would have ran for the hill. You're my life partner, my husband. Jo does call you Papa, even Henry and Jessie are starting too." Dean smiled.
"Dean, You need to do this. I know how good you felt seeing those be get the baby boy. I know you want to feel that again." Dean nodded. "Since when has Dean Winchester ever been scared. I have never seen anything that Dean Winchester has been too scared to do…
"Until now." Dean deadpanned. He got up and walked into the bathroom when a young lady was sitting on the sink counter. Dean jumped back. "God, don't do that."
"I'm sorry I frightened you, Dean." Lailah smiled.
"What are you doing here?" Dean walked away into his room.
"You know why I'm here, Dean. It's been 8 months." Lailah closed Dean's bedroom door behind her. "You haven't even tried to get pregnant. You know what I have to do."
"No, you don't." Dean backed away as Lailah walked towards him. "I'll do it tonight, please don't."
"It's too late, Dean. This has to happen now." Lailah said as she placed a hand on Dean's abdomen. It glowed and she pulled away. "Dean, this one is going to be different that you planned it to be because it was forced. You have 8 hours until you will start experiencing labor. As painful as a normal labor. Every hours you stomach will grow to the size of what trimester you are in. Every time I have to force a pregnancy on you Dean more things will happen with that pregnancy. If you want a peaceful almost painless or a quick normal pregnancy than do it yourself. Now you better hurry onto a plane to get to South Carolina." She vanished and Dean quickly went to the bathroom puke.
Cas walked into the bathroom to see Dean as white as a sheet. "What's wrong?"
"We got to get to South Carolina, now." Dean said getting up. Cas nodded figuring out what was going on. "Let me pee and we will go."
15 minutes later they were pulling into the long term parking in the airport and walking hand and hand into the building and heading straight for the ticket counter. A friend woman was standing there smiling. "Hi there, what can I do for you?"
"Hi, we need your earliest flight to, umm, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina." Dean smiled.
"The earliest flight to Myrtle Beach is in 2 hours and we have just enough seats for the both of you."
Dean looked at Cas. "That's too late. We after 8 hours and it's a 5 hour drive to Greenville for there."
"I guess we are going to the have to stop halfway there then, Dean. We have to get to South Carolina." Cas whispered.
Dean looked back at the woman. "That will be fine."
After paying and finding their gate number they waited. They found a semi-private place to talk. Dean sat in a chair and Cas sat on the floor. "Dean, don't think too much about the flight, everything is going to be fine."
"I'm not worry about the flight much, it's the fact that we were cut an hour in the deal, and my morning sickness will start soon. My belly will start to grow soon. By the time we land I'm in the fifth hour. I will get looks and not the good kind."
"I will let you wear my coat, Dean."
Dean nodded and closed his eyes. He soon fell asleep. By the time he woke up the plane was announcing boarding and Dean could feel the morning sickness coming on. "Cas, I'm gonna be sick on that plane."
"I know you don't like plane, but air sick is nothing to be ashamed of."
"No, I mean—"
"I Know what you mean, Dean. Just go with it."
Dean was set back as he took Cas's hand and they walked to their seats. Dean sat at his seat and a flight attendant walked passed. "Excuse me m'am."
"Yes?"
"Do you have anything that can set a stomach?" The woman thought for a moment. "I'm sorry, I'm probably the least of your worries. I'm just a bit under the weather and I don't really do well with flying—"
"It's not a problem at all. We have some ginger ale and some cookies."
"That will be perfect." Dean smiled.
"When we get up in the air and we are free to roam around I will grab you some."
"Thank you so much."
She nodded and help seat the other passengers. Dean gripped Cas's hand. He didn't let go until the seatbelt off sign lit up. Cas was going to say something to Dean but he got up and walked to the bathroom. The flight attendant walked over to Cas. "He went to the bathroom."
"Oh poor thing, I hate flying when I'm sick. I remember just finding out I was pregnant with my oldest son and I had flight to be on. Morning sickness on a plane is horrible. I was always thankful to get one to two hour flights like this one and not the red eyes."
"I told Dean not to eat that burger last night but he never listens to me."
"He is your business partner, friend, step brother?" She asked.
"Husband; he's my husband. We raise 3 kids together. They are all his biologically from past relationships."
"Oh wow, really? My girlfriend was the same way. It's funny how she became lesbian after divorcing her husband, but we got two kids out of the deal."
Cas smiled. "What's yours and your girlfriends name?"
"I'm Elliot. My girlfriend is Sawyer."
"Sawyer?"
"Yeah, her parents really wanted a boy."
"No, it's a very pretty name. So is yours." Cas said as Dean trudged over to his seat, holding his stomach. The way he was holding it Cas noticed the slight swell. To the normal human eye no one would notice, but Cas knew there was a human inside Dean's abdomen.
"Thank you, here you go…Dean, correct?"
"Yeah, thanks so much…"
"Elliot."
"Well, Elliot, are you from Kansas or just normal flight route?" Dean half smiled.
"No, I'm actually from Greenville, South Carolina. This is my last flight for some time. I got a week off."
"Elliot, you said you had a son, but you also have 2 other kids?" Cas asked.
"Yes, my girlfriends, Sawyer, and her ex-husband adopted twins two boys. Something happened about 7 years ago and I somehow by a miracle got pregnant with my son, Josh."
"By a miracle?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, I am infertile. I am just glad all I got was pregnant and not an STD or HIV/AIDS."
"That's a great wy to think about that. Well, we better let you get back to work." Dean smiled.
"Yeah, but it's always nice to talk with passengers. You guys have a good rest of the flight and a great day."
Dean and Cas both smile and nodded. Once she left Dean tried to sleep the 45 minutes left of the flight.
When Dean awoke Cas and him were in a car and Cas was driving. Dean looked around and stared at Cas. "Before you say anything. I just moved us from the landed plane to a rental car and started driving. If I have done my calculations correct you should be halfway through your 6th hour or your 6th month."
"Great." Dean shifted in his seat. He rubbed his bigger swell than he remembered and looked out the window before shifting again.
"Are you ok, Dean?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Can you just get us somewhere for the night. I don't want to be in this car or in a plane anymore. I want to be able to lay down, sit down, walk or go to the bathroom whenever I need to."
Cas nodded and pulled off at the next exit and stopped at a decent motel. Cas pulled off his trench coat and walked into the main office to get a room.
When Cas came back Dean had Cas's coat wrapped around him and his legs crossed propped against the Impala. "Cas, not to pressure you, but I have to piss something bad. I would hurry up to the room and get it unlocked."
Once Cas got the door unlocked Dean rushed into the bathroom. When he came out Dean flopped on the queen size bed in the middle of the room. "So much softer than an airplane seat and rental car." Dean sighed in relief.
"We are in Florence, South Carolina." Cas said.
"How far is that from Greensville?" Dean rubbed his belly.
"About 2 ½ hours."
"We can do 2 ½ hours."
"Then why did we stop driving?"
"I meant we could that drive after this one is born." Dean snapped.
Cas let out a huff of air as he sat beside Dean. "Now, we wait." Dean laid his head on Cas's shoulder.
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"How far apart are they?" Cas asked as Dean paced the small motel room.
"I don't know. 30 seconds?" Dean held his very swollen belly.
"Shouldn't you lay down?"
Dean nodded. "Yeah I should, but I really want to keep walking until the last moment."
"Fair enough." Cas laid down on his side on the bed and propped his head up on his arm.
Dean crouched down on the balls of his toes and rocked side to side on his hips. Dean pressed his forehead to the edge of the bed. Cas ran his fingers through Dean's hair and Dean looked up into his husband's eyes. Dean leaned forward and pecked a kiss to Cas's lips. "Thanks for putting up with me."
"I'm not putting up with you. I'm here for you."
"Either way, thank you." Dean smiled then one hand went to Cas's hand and the other wen tto his belly. "I know…I'm a major pain in the ass…but I couldn't do this without you." Dean tried to say through a contraction. Dean hid his face from Cas for a moment.
"Come on, Dean. Do what your body tells you." Cas heard Dean groan and his grip tighten on Cas's hand.
After half an hour of pushing Dean had moved to the bed and was finally crowning. "Can't you just pull'em out." Dean moaned.
"You can do this, Dean. Just think about the flight attendant and her girlfriend."
"That's what I have been thinking about." Dean spat out as he pushed squeezing the head out.
"Good one, another one just like that." Cas encouraged.
"Shut up!" Dean yelled and pushed again.
"Great, great!" Cas smiled as the baby slipped to the shoulder.
"Seriously, Cas, don't be a cheerleader." Dean panted and was at it again, but this time the little baby girl slid completely out let out a wail.
Cas smirked. "She's got your lungs." Dean smirked as he relaxed and Cas cleaned up the baby up and Dean finished with the after birth. "You rest, I'll get her to sleep and we can leave in the morning."
Dean nodded as he slipped on his boxers and fell into unconsciousness.
That morning after Dean woke up they headed out to Greenville. Dean wrote a letter to the Adams Family.
You don't know me, but I know you, or know a little about you. This little baby girl is special. She is yours now. I gave birth to her for you. I know how you have three boys well now they have a sister. I want you two to protect and care for her. She was meant to be with you. Love her, and raise her as you did your sons. Take care.
Dean walked up to the porch. He looked at the little girl in the carrier and pecked a kiss to her forehead and set it down and rang the doorbell and left to his rental just out of view of the porch. A boy no older than 12 answered, he freaked out and called his mom. It was a girl he had never seen before but behind her was Elliot, the flight attendant.
The woman stared at each other and looked around the yard. They walked inside with the baby and Dean drove down the road where Cas was waiting in a diner. Dean walked over to Cas and kissed him before sitting on the other side of the table.
Cas had a plate with a untouched still warm burger. "Hungry."
"Starving."
"How did they react?"
Dean swallowed. "They were freaked at first but they took her in."
Cas nodded. "Whenever you are done and can easily transport us back home."
"Why can't you do that when I'm pregnant? It would make things easier."
"I don't want to hurt the unborn child."
"Understandable." Dean pushed the plate away from him and Cas touched two fingers to Dean's forehead teleporting them to the bunker in the main room where it was empty.
"What time is it?" Dean asked.
"3 o'clock SC time, but 2 Kansas time."
"It's Jo-jo and the twins naptime. That's why it's so quiet in here." Dean loked around and waked into the hallway. He saw Sam propped against the wall beside Jo's bedroom door. He had a baby monitor in one hand. He had fallen asleep.
Dean smiled and walked over to his little brother. "Sammy?"
Sam snorted and sleepily looked at Dean. "Hey, Dean."
"I can see you were busy."
"Jo-jo just went down for her nap." Sam mumbled as Dean helped him up.
"It's 2, shouldn't she be waking up soon?"
"No, she wouldn't take her nap with me." Sam shook his head.
"How about the twins?"
"They have been out for an hour. They should be waking up soon." Sam said as the monitor started going off. 'Dada…Dada!'
"That's my cue. Sammy go take a nap yourself. Cas and I got this under control for a little while."
Sam nodded and walked to his room. Dean took the monitor and looked at it. They had to camera set up in the baby's crib to watch over them. They were both fussing while still laying down. "They will fall back asleep soon. I know they don't truly wake up until they at least sit up and start fussing."
Cas started walking to the kitchen when Dean grabbed Cas and pulled him onto the table. "Dean?"
"Shut up, Cas. I need you, now. Right here, right now." Dean straddled Cas's waist on the table.