Sam walked sleepily out of his bedroom with some massive bed head. "Good morning." He said as he walked into the main room where Dean was sitting at the table. "How you feeling?"
"Pregnant." Dean said dryly.
"What day is it?" Sam said as he sat down in front of his laptop.
"30." Dean zoned out staring across the room subconsciously rubbing his belly.
Sam tapped away on his laptop. "I'm going to research Charlie and Page Corey."
"You do that. It's not going to do much good. They aren't ready for a baby yet."
"Well, they should be soon. Why would Anahita do this to you so early before they were ready?"
"Because we did this out of free will."
"What are you talking about?"
"I wasn't supposed to pregnant when I did. It was supposed to be later."
Sam smirked. "I don't even know how you managed to get pregnant so fast. You never have anytime to bump uglies."
"It was when we first got home from Greenvile. You were out cold, Kevin was nowhere in sight."
"I couldn't have done it in your room. I would have woken up… I always do…" Sam paused. "It's annoying." Sam shivered in disgusted for a moment. "Where did you do it? A sketchy motel or the Impala?"
"This table." Dean deadpanned.
Sam's eyes grew wide and he removed his computer from the table and set it in his lap and moved his chair back slightly. "I didn't need to know that. Really…I will have nightmares."
"I will clean the table if you want, but I can't do much bending right now."
"No, I'll get Cas to clean the table. That's really disgusting, Dean."
"Not really, dude. It's not like anything got on the table. You this wouldn't have happened without Cas's…"
"Don't go any further." Sam waved at him.
"Now, as for me, it went all in Cas's mou—"
"I said don't go any further." Sam stopped him.
Dean smiled then slowly rose to his feet. "It's not like you are getting any, Sammy."
"I've been too busy for any of that." Sam shrugged.
Dean huffed and placed a hand on his back. "Sam…"
"What, Dean?" Sam snapped.
"Don't lie to me, Sam."
"What are you talking about?"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. I overheard you talking with Cas. You haven't been seeing anybody because you feel like you have to be there when I need someone to watch the kids."
"Well, it's true."
"No, it's not. You're not the only one who has to take care of the kids when I can't. That's what Cas and Kevin are here for. You deserve a life. We aren't hunting anymore. Find someone. Start a family."
"And tell her what? Ignore my brother. He is just breading the new race of people."
"If that works for you, be my guest." Dean started walking to the hallway. He felt the baby kick harder. He wasn't much of a kicker. Dean was dead set on it being a boy.
"Dean, I'm not done talking to you."
"Well, unless you want me to pee my pants this will have to wait." Dean snapped shutting the bathroom door feeling another hearty kick. As he turned towards the toilet Anahita appeared on the closed toilet. Dean jumped then held his stomach and crotch. "God, Ana, stop that. I about peed myself."
"How are feeling, Dean?"
"Pregnant."
"How do you physically feel not what are you?"
"I'm tired, uncomfortable, and stretched too the max."
"Good."
"Good?" Dean said holding his stomach as he reached a punch to his bladder. "Can you make this fast?"
"It is time. I insure you that you have been having contractions."
"I have no idea what you are talking about. I would feel a contraction if I had one."
"Have you been feeling as if the baby keep kicking?"
"Yeah, they have been pretty hard…no…"
"Yes, you should be crowning in 15 minutes."
"What, no? Cas is in Topeka still looking for the address of Charlie and Page. He doesn't have his phone. He forgot it and called on a pay phone saying he would be back late tonight." Dean began to panic.
Anahita was gone. "Fucking Angels." Dean remarked as he walked to the toilet and relieved himself. He walked out of the bathroom and poked his head into Kevin's room. He was reading a book. "Hey, Kev."
"Yeah?"
"Can you keep an ear out for Jo-Jo and the twins? My back is bothering me, I need to lay down. Henry should be waking in 15-30 minutes and Jessie should be within the hour. Jo-Jo should sleep until 3."
"Yeah, sure." Kevin nodded turning on his baby monitor Dean had given him a few months ago so they all didn't have to share one.
Dean walked into the main room. "Sam, I'm going to lay down, my back is bothering me. I got Kevin keep an ear out for the kids."
"Dean, we have to finish our conversation." Sam said as Dean placed his hand at the center of his stomach trying to hide the building pressure on his pelvis.
"We'll talk once I'm rested and Cas get home." Dean said as he back down the hallway to his room.
"We are going to talk, Dean. There is no avoiding this."
Dean gripped his doorknob to his room when he felt the fast dribble of liquid rush down his leg and onto the floor. He quickly walked into his room and 30 seconds later the baby kicks got more intense.
Dean stared at the clock for 10 minutes. He sat on the floor propped against his bedpost sweating and grunting. He moaned as the pressure grew slightly painful. Dean stripped off his pants and slowly reached a hand downstairs and he definitely felt a head. His eyes grew wide and his heart started pounding. He was doing this alone. He could yell out to Sam without waking up the kids.
Another buildup of pressure crashed down on him forcing him to push. He groaned and held his breath. Dean heard a knock on the door. He let out the breath. He felt down and the head had pushed further out. Panic began to bubble to the surface. His breathing quickened. "Dean? It's Kevin. Henry is awake and calling for you."
Dean opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out other than a choke groan and quick pants. After a few seconds. "Kevin, get Sam…now."
"What's wrong, Dean?" Kevin started to opened the door.
"No, get Sam." Dean paused the groaned loudly as the pressure forced him to push again. "Get Samm…" Dean broke into a panicked sob.
Kevin closed the door again. When did Dean think that closing himself off into his room while knowing he was about to give birth was a good idea.
Dean kept a hand touching the top of the baby's head. Dean pushed again and felt the baby move out a tad. He couldn't breathe. He was hyperventilating. He knew that wasn't good, but he couldn't think straight in the mist of this panic attack. He did even realize Sam had rushed in and over to Dean.
"Dean?" Sam uttered. Dean just stared at Sam breathing quickly. "Dean, you need to calm down."
Dean shook his head as another pressure hit him. He gave a pitiful push and groaned.
"Dean, breathe with me. In, hold it, out, hold it, and repeat." Sam breathed and Dean tried to do the same. As anther contraction hit him he quickly grabbed Sam's hand. Sam knew that Dean was still panicking. He saw tears streaking Dean's face. Dean Winchester didn't cry. "Dean, it's ok. I'm here. I'm always here."
Dean pushed again. It was a better one. It pushed the baby to it's shoulders.
"Another one like that, Dean. He's almost out." Sam smiled.
Dean tried again and he slid out into Sam's hands. Dean visibly relaxed but still had a panicked look on his face.
"You did good, Dean. Let me go clean him up and put him down and we can wait for Cas's return and you rest." Sam stood but Dean didn't move. Something didn't feel right. Sam had been gone for not even 5 minutes when Dean realized what was happening. There was more than one inside him.
Dean gave a big push when the familiar pressure came. This time something was different. It was one push to get that one out. Then instantly he felt that pressure again. This time it wasn't pressure. It was pain. A pain he had almost forgotten. He yelled out in pain. Weirdly, enough , it didn't wake Jo or the twins. It didn't even startle the little baby still in between Dean's legs. Dean gently picked up the little baby…girl and set her gently beside him as he pushed hard and just like the girl except 2x times more painful a little boy slid out. Dean was pasted exhausted. He couldn't move. His legs were bent and his feet were planted on the ground. The rest of his body was limp. He couldn't move his arms to move the baby in between his legs. He heard Sam rushing back to Dean's room after hearing that yell. "Sam…" Dean mumbled pathetically.
Sam rushed to Dean's side when he saw the newborn beside Dean and the baby in between his brother's legs. "Dean?"
"There was more than one." Dean mumbled.
"I can't see that." Sam smiled lifted the girl into his arm. Dean nodded and closed his eyes and slowly opened them again. "No, Dean don't fall asleep yet. You have to get some pants on and get in bed.
Dean just nodded and everything faded to black. "Dean? Dean?! Kevin call 9-1-1 and pray to Cas. Something wrong with Dean! Dean! Open your eyes! Dean!" That's all Dean heard before falling unconscious.