The look on Dean's face scared you. You knew he was either going to punch you or hug you. Maybe even both. All you had done was ask a tiny little favor of him, nothing to make a big deal about. You were just wondering if you and Charlie could use his sperm for your baby.

It was your idea to make Dean the father of your child. Charlie had wanted Sam, but you were the one giving birth to the thing. You'd much rather your kid have the personality of Dean than Sam. You'd volunteered to have the baby because of Charlie's job. She made a lot more money than you, so you didn't want her to miss any work that she didn't have to. As a librarian, you were planning on only leaving the day you gave birth. Well, assuming you even got pregnant.

"No," Dean answered, looking you straight in the eye. "There is no way in Hell that I am having a baby with you."

"You're not having a baby with me!" You protested "You're ju-"

Dean cut you off. "No. I'm not giving you any sperm. First of all, that's weird. And this would be my first kid. I'm just not willing to give my first kid away to you and Charlie. I'm sorry. Try asking Sam."

You could feel tears threatening to spill out your eyes. "I don't want Sam to be the father of my kid! I want it to be you!"

Dean turned away, feeling guilty for making you cry. "Just leave."

It wasn't meant to be a rude gesture, but it sent you over the edge. You ran to your room, not wanting anyone to notice your watery eyes. Much to your horror, Charlie was sitting on your bed scrolling through Tumblr on her laptop. When she noticed you walk into the room, she closed her laptop in a split second.

"What's wrong, darling?" Charlie asked, scooting over to make room for you on the bed.

You plopped down beside her, lying down and looking up at the ceiling. It would be hard to face Charlie when you were crying. All of your problems seemed much too first world when you looked at your wife's face.

"I can't have this baby!" You cried.

"Oh…" Charlie trailed off.

"He said no!" You sobbed. "I don't want to have someone else's baby!"

"Well we can't force him into this. We can look and find someone who's, like, a doctor or something," Charlie stated.

You shook your head. "Everyone tries to have babies with doctors. It's not what I want."

Charlie sighed. "I know. It's not what I want either, but we don't really have a choice at this point. Dean's not going to do it. He's a family guy at heart, he wants his own kids. He's probably jealous of the fact that we're having a baby and he's not."

"I know he's jealous, but I really thought he'd be willing to do this. He's one of our best friends."

"I guess he always surprises us."

You sighed and nodded. "Yeah, he does. Maybe we just need to look more into adoption."

"I'll contact some people and see what I can do," Charlie promised.

It took about a week for you and Charlie to find any babies you could adopt. They went really fast. You explored the option of meeting a mother, being there for the pregnancy, and then getting to leave the delivery room with your baby. After a brief discussion with Charlie, you decided against it.

Eventually, you decided to talk to Dean about your troubles again. The two of you were very close up until he told you he wouldn't have your baby. You walked to Dean's room, which was right next door to your own, and knocked confidently. There were so many negative thoughts rushing through your head.

Dean opened the door with a smile on his face. "Come on in."

It was weird that Dean looked so happy when you were so sad, but you didn't question it. It wasn't like he had to be feeling the same way as you did anymore. You barely considered each other acquaintances.

"What brings you here?" Dean asked, plopping down on his bed.

"You, mostly," You replied. "And… why are you so happy? Did you just have sex or something?"

Dean frowned. "Things other than sex make me happy, you know."

"Yeah, but not this happy," You said.

"Just tell me what you came here to tell me," Dean sighed.

"I just wanted to let you know what's going on with me and Charlie," You said. "We've been looking into a lot of option for having a baby. We looked for a sperm donor but no one was what we were looking for. Then we started looking at doing that thing where you find someone who's pregnant and take the baby home when they're born. That didn't really work out either.

"So, congratulations. Now you get to be the first person to have a baby in this household. Charlie and I are just giving up on having kids at this point."

Dean's eyes got wider than you'd ever seen them. "Y-you're giving up…?"

"There's no other option at this point that we haven't explored and said no to. I guess we'll just be alone forever."

"I'll do it."

"Y-you'll what…?"
"I'll have a baby with you. Well, with you two."

A/N: Hello readers! I'm sorry that I haven't updated this much, but I promise there are lots of one shot ideas floating around in my head. If any of you have requests for one shots, just comment them! I'd love to write one shots specifically for you guys. Don't forget to review if you like something, feedback gives me motivation.

Also, if any of you wouldn't be interested in reading things I write that's not fanfiction, let me know. I've been considering starting Tumblr to get some short stories and stuff out there.