Title: Carry On Wayward Son
Author: Sesshomaru-gal
Fandom: Supernatural
Summary: Dean must suffer the consequences after a hunt for a witch alters the Winchesters lives in a way they could never have imagined.
Characters: Dean, Sam, John, Bobby, Ellen, Jo.
Chapters: 6/9
Status: Complete
Disclaimer: All Supernatural characters are the property of the CW network and Eric Kripke. I do not own any rights to the show or characters. This fiction is for entertainment purposes only and I do not make any money off of it.
Notes/warnings: mpreg, long birth, sexual situations. This is not a wincest story. Any Latin used was found on various web pages, I have no idea what it actually says so I apologize in advance. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it! Comments are welcome and appreciated.
Chapter 6
Four years later
Jo's standing beside Dean in the bathroom with her arms crossed over her chest. Dean is leaning against the sink wiping his face with a cold wet wash rag. He had just finished heaving his breakfast and was fighting the nausea that was still present. Jo has been hounding him for a couple of months to tell everyone what was going on but he refuses.
"Can we tell them now?"
Dean stands up straight and looks her in the eyes.
"No, for the last time, we are not telling them."
Downstairs, Ellie walks up to Sam in the kitchen and climbs in his lap.
"Uncle Sammy, are mommy and daddy fighting because daddy is sick?"
Sam frowns in confusion.
"I didn't know your daddy was sick. How long has he been sick?"
"Daddy hasn't been feeling good for a long time."
Sam shares a look with the others before they all get up and head upstairs. When they reach the hallway they can hear Jo and Dean arguing behind the closed bathroom door.
"Dean, this isn't just your decision."
"Like hell it ain't."
He throws open the door and stomps out into the hall but sees everyone standing there before he can continue what he is about to say.
"What the hell do you want? You just come up here to eavesdrop?"
Sam puts Ellie on the floor.
"No, we came to see if you were ok. Ellie said you've been sick."
"Well you wasted the trip, cause I'm fine."
He's about to brush past Sam who grabs him and holds him still when he realizes that Dean doesn't look good.
"Let me go, Sam."
"No. Not until you tell us what's going on."
"Nothing is going on, so back off."
He tries going past his brother again but Sam just shoves him back. From there it just escalates. Jo tries to step in but is pushed aside. The two brothers are getting really rough when a blow lands on Deans stomach and he is suddenly on the floor, holding his stomach and groaning. Sam steps back confused as Jo squats down beside Dean, rubbing his back. Ellie screams and hits Sam so close to his groin he instinctively flinches.
"Uncle Sammy you'll hurt my sister!"
They all look over at Dean as Jo helps him stand. His face is flushed and he's still trying to catch his breath. Everybody else is still too shocked to say anything so Sam starts.
"Sister?"
Dean just glances at him as Ellen addresses them.
"I can't believe you were irresponsible enough to tell Ellie about it!"
Jo looks at her mother exasperated.
"We didn't tell her anything, mom. Ellie told us. She's the reason Dean took the pregnancy test to begin with."
"What do you mean? How did she know?"
"We haven't figured that out yet. Her and Dean have this strong connection. Like there's something linking their minds. They don't read each others thoughts, exactly, more like they share the same mind. She sees all of his memories and feelings. She knows everything. She even remembers the birth, from both of their points of view. I mean, everything that Dean knows, she knows. And the same goes for him. Something happens to her while they're apart, he somehow knows. We also realized that his symptoms this time are more intense when she's not around. We think the only reason he's had it easier this time is because whatever bond they share, any pain or discomfort they feel is somehow relieved by the others presence. We think it stems back to the spell, that it altered them somehow."
They look at Dean and Ellie in wonder. They had known that the two were really close but didn't fathom the strong bond that may have been caused from the spell. Ellen finally breaks the silence.
"How long?"
Jo answers since Dean still seems unable to talk at the moment.
"Three and a half months."
"It's been that long? When were you going to tell the rest of us?"
Dean finally finds his voice.
"We weren't."
Ellen gets in front of him as he slowly makes his way down the hall.
"What do you mean, you weren't."
Dean just glances at her and then looks down as Jo comes to stand next to them.
"We haven't agreed on anything yet."
Ellen keeps looking at Dean who refuses to make eye contact.
"You were waiting till you went through the change so you could terminate it, weren't you?"
When he finally looks up at her she sees the fear in his eyes and he is unable to hold back his tears.
"You don't understand. I can't do that again, Ellen, I can't. It hurt too damn much and took so long and the complications..."
Dean is nearing hysterics before John steps in and pulls him into an embrace to try to calm him down.
"Shh, Dean, take it easy. Look, I'm sure we can get a hold of Bobby's contact and see about getting you some pain medications for the labor. Even if that contact falls through, we'll find someone that can get us something for you. We'll figure something out, I promise."
Once Dean gets calmed down they all go back downstairs and Dean lays down on the couch for a nap, fighting cramps the whole time. He's laying on his back and Ellie had climbed up and is laying with her face pressed into his stomach. Sleep doesn't come easy for Dean because his stomach has gradually been getting more painful since Sam hit him earlier. Ellie is whispering to Deans stomach when she addresses her father.
"Daddy, I want her. I'm sorry, but I do. Please don't kill my baby sister."
Dean covers his face with one of his hands and starts crying again. Sam had walked in to check on Dean but he can't find any words. Hearing what was just said, Sam can't believe how much older Ellie seems. With all the knowledge she gets from Dean she speaks and acts so much more mature than her age indicates. Sam watches the two of them for a while, long enough for Dean to calm back down and start shifting uncomfortably on the couch. Before Dean can say anything Ellie is already shifting off of him.
"Baby you got to move."
He quickly gets off the couch and rushes to the bathroom. Ellie climbs down from the couch and goes into the kitchen to Jo.
"Mommy, I think Uncle Sammy hurt Sissy. Daddy's stomach really hurts."
Jo gently moves Ellie to the side and rushes into the bathroom to find Dean kneeling in front of the toilet holding his stomach, panting and his face is scrunched up.
"You okay?"
"Do I look okay to you? Look, if I'm going to do this, I'm going to need some strong pain management when the time comes."
Jo grins at that and starts rubbing his back.
"What changed your mind."
He looks over at Jo, a single tear falling down his cheek.
"How am I supposed to tell Ellie that I killed her baby sister? I can't do that to her."
"So that's it? We're having a baby?"
Dean closes his eyes and groans, his voice is strained when he speaks.
"If Sammy didn't kill her already. But one things for damn sure, after this I'm not having sex again until we find that bitch and make her take this fucking spell off of me. You're pushing out anymore kids we have, I will not do this again. Human or not I will gank her if I have to."
He hunches over further from the strong pain in his stomach and groans again. She helps him up and back to the couch so he can lay back down. Ellie immediately climbs back up with him, whispering encouragements to her pained father. Robbie is sitting next to the couch, afraid to leave Deans side while he is so obviously distressed. Sam walks over to them.
"Dean, I am so sorry."
Dean looks up at his brothers guilt ridden expression.
"It's okay, Sammy. You didn't do anything wrong."
"I really hurt you. I mean, what if you lose the baby because of me."
"What happened isn't your fault. You didn't know. I should've said something and it wouldn't have happened."
"Yeah, but I knew something was up with you. Even if you had just been sick, I shouldn't have started anything."
Before Dean can reply another pang causes him to press his head into the pillow on the couch and groan. Sam feels helpless, he feels so bad that Dean could lose the baby. The cramping stops after a week and everything calms back down.
Dean is four months along and they finally pulled out the ultrasound machine to see how things are going. It appears to be twins, they are both the same size and look healthy. Dean's really nervous, but Sam keeps assuring him that everything looks normal as far as he can tell. His symptoms have been much better than when he had the twins and most of that is attributed to Ellie's presence. At least, the nausea and cramping aren't as intense as the first time. The mood swings and hot flashes are as bad as ever and it seems like he has a new craving every week. Today, his cramps are more intense than they usually are as he makes his way down to the kitchen to find John, Sam and Bobby getting ready to make an early lunch. They ask him if he is hungry but he shakes his head no and asks where Ellie is. John answers him.
"Ellen and Jo took the kids shopping with them. They thought they'd let you sleep in."
Dean nods his head and makes his way into the bathroom. When he comes back out of the bathroom he is rubbing his head and grimacing. John looks up at him and frowns.
"Dean, you okay?"
"No, I've got a migraine all of a sudden. Can you call Jo and Ellen and check up on the kids?"
John grabs the phone and dials Ellens number as Dean sits down at the table.
"Is something wrong?"
"I don't know. But something doesn't feel right. All of a sudden I feel like my head was smashed into a cinder block."
John is about to reply when the line is finally picked up. He is immediately on edge as he hears one of the kids crying hysterically in the background.
"Ellen? What's going on?"
"John, listen, we're taking the twins to the hospital. We met another woman at the store who had kids so we took them all to the park. Ellie fell off of the jungle gym and busted the back of her head on some concrete. She has a pretty bad gash and we think she needs stitches but it really doesn't look too serious. I think it mostly scared her and she's worried about Dean."
John rubs his hand over his face and sighs.
"Okay. Keep us updated. We'll see you when you get back."
He hangs up and explains everything to the others, noticing how Dean pales almost instantly. The girls get back after several hours and Ellie immediately clings to Dean. After a couple of weeks the stitches finally come out and after another week the girls start setting up more play dates for the twins. One morning Dean wakes up with intense cramps and morning sickness. Sam offers to make him some soup but Dean refuses, opting to just lay down on the couch. He doesn't eat much for the rest of the day because of the strong nausea and ends up dozing lightly in the library the rest of the afternoon. The girls are gone until it's time for dinner. Ellie wasn't too enthused about it and kept asking to go back home. The minute they make it in the door she runs to where Dean is curled up on the couch and lays down with him. He's so exhausted that they let him sleep on the couch for the night, Ellie curled up with him. Over the next couple of weeks his symptoms become increasingly more intense as Ellen and Jo keep the kids out nearly everyday with play dates. Ellie fights more and more each time they set up another time that keeps her away from Dean. He has been in the bathroom all day, unable to keep anything down. He hasn't been this miserable since he had the twins. He comes back out of the bathroom unsteadily and John helps him back over to the couch. Once Dean is laid out on the couch, John covers him up with a blanket and sits on the coffee table next to him. Dean has lost probably close to fifteen pounds because he is unable to keep anything down. John has nearly reached the end of his patience. He can see how miserable Dean is, being away from Ellie everyday, but Dean won't say anything. He feels guilty that Ellie is stuck at the house everyday because of him and he wants her to have a normal childhood. Well, as normal as can be expected given the knowledge she already has of the supernatural. Ellen and Jo come in with the kids right as Bobby and Sam announce that they are going for supplies.
"Dad, me and Bobby are going out, you need anything?"
Before John can say anything Dean speaks up weakly.
"An abortion."
He turns his face into his pillow and moans quietly into it as the cramping intensifies. John's had it. He walks over to where the girls are holding the twins, Ellie frantically trying to get free. Jo puts Ellie down and she runs over to Dean, climbing up on the couch trying to soothe him. Ellen puts Robbie down as well and he joins his sister and father. John addresses the women standing before him.
"Alright, I've sat back and not said anything about you keeping the twins out everyday because they have a right to have time out too. But I can't sit here, watching her cry about being pulled away, and watching Dean get sicker because you are keeping her away."
Ellen takes a step towards John.
"You can't keep her here, keep her from having a childhood like you did to your boys! She has a right to play with other kids."
John closes the distance between them and raises his voice.
"I will not lose my son for this! It's obvious that Ellie doesn't want to be away from Dean, and until that changes, these two are not to be kept apart! Have I made myself clear?"
They don't say anything, just nod their heads. Over the next couple of days Dean still feels like crap, only getting out of bed to get a shower. It's taking longer than hoped for Ellie to start having an effect on his symptoms like she did before. Dean is still really sick and cramping up but he finds the energy to come downstairs. He makes his way into the bathroom as Ellie goes into the kitchen. She opens up the fridge and takes out a bottle of red Gatorade before closing the door. Jo goes over to Ellie.
"Sweetie, what are you doing?"
"Daddy needs Gatorade and Ritz."
"Ellie, grab the open bottle, that one hasn't been opened yet."
She reaches for the bottle but Ellie jerks it away.
"Daddy gets sick off of the blue, he needs red."
"Why didn't he say anything?"
"Daddy didn't want to make you feel bad."
She turns to Sam and gets his attention.
"Uncle Sammy, can you give me the crackers from up there?"
Sam reaches up into a cabinet above the fridge and hands them to her.
"Ellie, how did you know that's where they were? Did you see somebody put them up there?"
She takes the box of Ritz from him before she answers.
"No. Daddy knew they were up there."
She makes her way back over to the couch, putting the Gatorade and crackers on the coffee table before walking over and grabbing a blanket. Robbie walks over and puts a pillow on the couch as his sister brings the blanket over. John walks over to his granddaughter.
"Is your daddy finally feeling better?"
"No. He still feels really sick, but he hopes he can eat this without getting sick. He can't feel them move anymore and he's afraid he killed them because he isn't eating."
John's heart aches for his oldest when he hears that. Just then Dean comes back out of the bathroom and lays down on the couch. Ellie climbs onto the couch with him and they cover up. Robbie sits down between the couch and coffee table, handing the Ritz and Gatorade to Dean. He manages to drink the whole bottle of Gatorade and most of the crackers before he falls asleep. After a few weeks his symptoms are back to normal and he is starting to put weight back on.