I know I said this would be the really long chapter, but I wanted to write all this first as a lead up. The next chapter will be good, I promise. This chapter was so easy to write and I had a lot of fun writing it so I hope you enjoy reading it! As always, please R+R

This chapter is a filler to show what happened from Dean being brought back, to about two months before Lucifer is freed

December

Kerry's twenty second birthday passed relatively smoothly. The only disruption to the day had been when Dean had carried her out of the party a couple of hours before it was due to finish as he couldn't wait to give her his 'extra' present. Everything went smoothly after that, until mid December, three months after Dean had been brought back, when Kerry found herself waking up every morning with chronic sickness. The first couple of days, she passed it off as coincidental, but after nearly a week, she knew what was happening, and she immediately booked an appointment at the doctor's, who confirmed her suspicions. She rang Dean and told him to come home as there was an emergency, and when he came bursting in the house as if a pack of wolves were chasing him, Kerry had been standing in the doorway, an amused expression on her face.

"Easy there, tiger. You'll need to save the panicking for the birth."

Dean stared at her blankly for a few seconds, but as he realised what she had said, his whole face lit up and he grinned.

"I'm gonna be a daddy? For real this time?"

"As long as no psychotic demon comes after me, then yes. Aparrently, I'm due around Late June."

At first, Dean was going to run up to her and spin her round, crying with joy, but then he stopped himself. That was NOT a cool thing to do. Instead he opted for grinning broadly and spinning her round anyway, just leaving the crying bit out. He kissed her passionately, just as Sam walked in.

"Get a room, you two" He joked

"Yes uncle Sam" Dean threw back.

Sam's mouth dropped in shock, and he ran forward to pull Kerry into a bear hug. Dean smirked when he saw the tears in his brother's eyes. Typical Sam.

February

Kerry's bump was starting to show now she was five months along, and she was the first to admit that she couldn't help but stroke it at every opportunity. After the heartache of having her first child taken from her, she had a fierce protectiveness over this one, and had completely pulled herself out of hunting. Sure she still researched for the guys, but when she wasn't researching, she was studying for a study at home degree in photography, the plan being that even if she never got back into hunting, she and the baby could still travel around with Dean, and while Dean was hunting, she could work as a photographer. Dean had been quite happy with this plan, but he had to admit that he'd gotten so used to having her as well as Sam with him on missions, he felt like a part of him was missing. Even Sam had commented on how strange it was to not have her sitting in the back of the car anymore, laptop on her knees, file in her hand, telling them as much as possible about what they were hunting.

Sam and Dean were still extremely close, but Kerry could see that Ruby's constant interfering was starting to put cracks in the guy's relationship, and it was worrying her. Even as she thought it, she knew that someone was out there breaking all the locks to set Lucifer himself free, and she knew that the guys needed each other now more than ever.

April

Sam was released from the panic room, but Kerry knew it was too late, she knew that sooner or later, he was going to go straight back to drinking demon blood. She didn't want him to, and had begged him on more than one occasion not too, but even she could see that it was helping them win battles faster and more effectively. She would be the first to admit though that seeing Sam with black eyes terrified her and was something she never wished to see again as long as she lived, but again, she knew there was a high chance that she would no doubt see them that colour again. It was just a case of when. The tension on Dean was worrying both Kerry and Bobby, and if he was honest with himself, it was worrying him too. Not only was his partner pregnant with his child, his little brother was actually drinking demon blood to protect him.

It angered him, and he knew it did. HE was the older brother, it should have been HIM going through all this crap, not Sam. So what if Sam was twenty six now? In Dean's eyes, he was still a kid, and still needed reassurance that everything would be alright. Reassurance that Dean knew he couldn't give, no matter how badly he wanted to. He physically couldn't lie, not to Sammy.

Kerry lost count of the number of times she would go down to the panic room to find Dean lying on the floor by the door, one arm pushed through the vent for food, grasping onto Sam's arm. Each time, Dean would look up at Kerry with bloodshot eyes, and all Kerry would do was cover him with a blanket and kiss him, telling him that everything would be ok. Dean would watch her go back upstairs, a sense of pride filling him, knowing that he was in love with a smart and wise, as well as beautiful, woman. She knew just the right things to say to calm him, and he loved her for that.

June

Two months. That's how long Sam had managed to stay off the blood for. Kerry shuddered at the thought, but she was so proud of him for lasting so long. Deciding she had better be getting some sleep tonight, she got up off the couch and moved upstairs for a shower. She'd been getting small cramps for a couple of days now, but she wasn't surprised, she was only three days away from her due date. Dean and Sam were on their way back for a while to be there for the birth. They were scheduled to arrive at about 10am the following day. Talking to Dean, Kerry could hear not only the excitement, but the worry in his voice. She had to be honest, she was terrified. Not that something would happen while she was pregnant. She was terrified that something would happen to the baby once it had been born, but Dean had promised her that he would guard his child with his life, and that comforted her, putting her mind slightly at rest.

As she showered, she smiled down at her largely protruding stomach, and laughed as she felt the baby kick when she spoke to it. One thing she hoped was that the baby would settle to music as much as it did once it was born as it did now. If the baby was being particularly restless, all she had to do was start singing, and within minutes, the baby was calm and stopped trying to beat mummy up. One of Kerry's friends was also pregnant, and was constantly complaining that she looked like a whale, but Kerry hadn't had any of those feelings. She'd had terrible morning sickness, but apart from that she'd had a reasonably easy pregnancy. Even her cravings weren't unusual, she just craved cheeseburgers all the time, but as she neared her third trimester, the cravings eased slightly. She had noticed the past few days though that her back was beginning to hurt, and even though she didn't feel like a whale or feel fat, she was fed up. She adored being pregnant, but she was so desperate to see her baby.

"If you knew how much I can't wait to meet you, you'd be racing to be born" she joked.

As she stepped out of the shower and started to dry herself, a short sharp pain flashed across her abdomen and it caused her to yelp slightly. That one was much more painful than the ones she'd had so far had been. She finished drying and moved into her newly decorated room, smiling at the crib that was set up in the corner. On their last visit, Sam, Dean, Kerry and Bobby had all gone out shopping and bought everything that would be needed. They painted Kerry's room a mint green colour so that it was good for either a boy or a girl, and she had put pale yellow accessories in the room. When they finished that night, they'd all just collapsed on the bed, completely exhausted.

Kerry smiled even wider as she felt the baby kick again, but then she took a sharp intake of breath as she felt another sharp pain, only this time, it was accompanied with a gush of water crashing onto the carpet.

"I was only kidding! Not now! Dean isn't here until tomorrow!"

Another wave hit her, slightly longer and deeper, and she called out to Bobby. Bobby ran up the stairs, and the second he saw Kerry bent over slightly and the water on the floor, he immediately sprang into action. He helped her get down the stairs, then went back up to grab her bag. Kerry lay in the back and as they got closer to the hospital, the contractions were starting to hurt enough that she had to grit her teeth very slightly, and had started to take a couple of deep breaths with each one. A couple of nurses came out with a wheelchair and she was helped into it before being wheeled up to the delivery room. She waited for the doctor to check her and he smiled as he finished.

"Well Miss Singer, I can say that you are only a centimetre dilated, so you're in for a long night. The way your contractions are, I would estimate about another twelve hours or so."

Kerry looked at him, wide eyed.

"Are you kidding me? I know I want Dean here, but not if it means going through this and worse until then!"

Bobby laughed and the doctor put a friendly hand on her shoulder. Kerry sighed and gave him a quick smile before closing her eyes as another contraction hit. This was going to be a long night. It was just coming up to ten now, so if the doctor's predictions were right, then she'd be due to give birth literally as Dean and Sam arrived. Bobby waited with her for a while longer, and as it reached about midnight, Kerry managed to drift off into a light sleep, so he moved outside to ring Dean.

He came back into the room laughing and Kerry raised an eyebrow.

"What's so funny?" she asked sleepily.

"Well, Sam and Dean were asleep when I rang, and before I could even say anything, Dean said they were on their way. When I asked how he knew, he just said 'why else would you ring me at midnight?'"

Kerry laughed, then cried out as a particularly nasty contraction hit. A long while later, the doctor came back and his eyes widened as he examined her.

"It would seem I was slightly wrong. You're eight centimetres, so you should be ready to start pushing soon."

Kerry glanced up at the clock to see that it was barely three in the morning, and she felt herself start crying. Dean was going to miss the birth of his child. A nurse was called into the room, and an hour later, Kerry was about to start cursing as the contractions became almost too much. She couldn't have pain killers because from her life as a hunter, her body was partially immune to pain killers, and if she had a high dose like normal, she could endanger the baby, so she had to have a completely natural birth. The nurses and doctor all tried to comfort her as the contractions intensified, and Bobby stepped out of the room, not bearing to see his little girl in so much pain like that.

At half four, the doctor declared that she was ready to start pushing, so she put as much force into it as she could, crying out slightly with the pain and effort. Each push became more and more painful, and eventually she stopped, tears sliding down her face.

"Come on, just a few more."

"I can't do it, it hurts too much!" she cried.

She was given a minute to catch her breath, but then she had a feeling rush through her that just told her to push. She started pushing again, and soon, the doctor declared the he could see that the head had crowned. Kerry stopped again to catch her breath, and then put all her strength and energy into two final pushes, screaming out with the effort and pain, and within seconds, a baby's cries filled the room. Kerry lay back breathing heavily and as she did, she heard one of the nurses speak to someone.

"Sir, you can't be in here"

Kerry assumed it was her dad, but it wasn't until a soft yet calloused hand cupped her face that she cracked her eyes open enough to be met with bright green ones.

"Dean" She whispered.

Dean smiled at her, and one of the nurses came over to them with the newborn baby wrapped up in a white blanket.

"Congratulations, you have a baby girl"

Kerry's eyes filled with tears once more as her daughter was passed over to her. She pulled the blanket back and a pair of pale blue eyes stared back at her. She smiled as a few tears fell and she kissed her daughter's forehead. She then looked up at Dean, who was sat there in a daze, staring down at the tiny baby. His eyes met Kerry's and he smiled, actually letting himself to cry. Kerry gave the baby to Dean, and he said nothing, just looked intently at his baby girl, not saying anything, just staring at her. He then looked at Kerry again and broke out into a huge smile, before pulling Kerry into a hug, then kissing her as passionately as he could. Kerry asked for their daughter's details, and the nurse replied that she weighed 5 pounds 4 ounces.

Sam and Bobby were let into the room, and after they both hugged Kerry and congratulating the pair, Dean gave the baby to Bobby, and after a few minutes, she was given to Sam, who had the same reaction as Dean. He just stared at her, emotion flooded across his face.

"What are we going to call her?" Dean asked as he watched Sam holding her.

"I had the idea of Mary Raquelle Winchester."

Dean smiled at her and kissed her, but then shook his head in disagreement.

"I was actually thinking of not naming them after our parents. What if we end up with three daughters?"

Kerry nodded, he had a fair point. They discussed names for a few minutes later, and when the nurse came over to ask what they would call her, Kerry nodded to Dean to let him make the final decision.

"Amara Rose Winchester"