Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the characters but I have managed to make them into something they hunt but in a good way.
Warning: This is based in an alternate universe where the boys are shapeshifter twins that were adopted by John and Mary after their real parents, close friends of the hunters who were killed by Gordon. They are later adopted by Bobby after the Winchesters are killed on a hunt. He does know they are shifters and has raised them as Hunters, like their adopted parents had been doing while teaching them to be good shifters and how to hide what they are from others.
No, the other hunters don't know they are shifters and they are good at acting human but are fully shapeshifters not human genetically but raised to behave as human by their parents. No, there will be no Lucifer, Michael, or vessel, or leviathan plots in this storyline just the boys hunting as Hunters and shifters.
Yes, there will be Wincest and it may get smutty at times but also there will be some romantic brief stuff, too! It all depends on their moods, I guess…
Plot: Sam is nine months pregnant and it's almost time to have their babies. A brief mention of a hunt for Bobby and Lee for a Wendigo but the boys are working on the Nursery and trying to induce Sam's labor since the kids are being stubborn about the being born issue.
Sam goes into labor in this chapter!
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This was Hell.
It really really was.
"Breathe in." The instructor said, and Sam glared, breathing in.
"Breathe out." She said again, Sam did.
"Men, support them, rub their shoulders." The instructor said.
Dean was fairly sure that rubbing Sam's shoulders would not fix his annoyance right now. Knife practice however would. He was sure the lady wouldn't like Sam's idea of relaxing right now!
"Knife practice!" Sam hissed, already picturing throwing knives at the woman's head. There, that was relaxing. His hazel eyes glowed dangerously now, so pissed he could spit at the moment! Mood swings, Dangerous Mood Swings, were not this lady's friend right now!
"Sammy, it's the last class. Doc only specified two of them for you, no more. Let's just get through this, okay?" Dean urged. Sam got worse every time she leaned into his, no, her legs and smiled supportively, did those weird hand movements and told him to breathe! "I know we hate when you shift into a of Sam woman but it is only for now. Another half hour at most. Please, baby, we can do this."
Unfortunately the lady had worse timing than Crowley at an Angels Convention. She now leaned in and did it to him, again. "Breathe, sweetie, Donnie, support your wife, and help her relax." Dean rubbed Sam's shoulders; sure this was not how to make him relax. Sam's idea of relaxing and hers were in two totally different spheres, so different!
Dean rubbed his Mate's back and kissed his shoulder lovingly. "Love you, Sammy, so proud. You are doing so good." This earned him a smile and a soft, "Thanks, doesn't feel like it."
"Well, you are." Dean reassured Sam, ignoring her disapproving look as they talked.
"Dude, it's just breathing! I got this already." Sam hissed and glared as she stalked toward them. "I'm done here…"
Dean sighed and glared as well, when the instructor said, "Donnie, help her to be more comfortable; don't stress her."
It wasn't Dean doing the stressing here and Sam knew it. Dean got up and reached down, helping Sam up as well, ignoring her protests. They walked out now and grabbed the literature on the way out. They'd apologize to Doc later! Sam had gotten close to finishing the second class. And he hadn't said one cross word to the teacher. Dean admired his restraint.
They got in the car and Dean handed Sam his men's clothes. Sam stripped and became his usual gorgeous male self and Dean watched with a sexy leer. Sam rolled his eyes and dressed now. He got out the passenger door and got back in the front again. Sighing happily. "Ugh, that was a nightmare I never want to know again!"
"You won't have to. We're done with la mas." Dean promised and smiled as Sam moved to his side and cuddled. "You have amazing self-control, baby."
"That's what I keep saying." Sam said proudly. "So wanted to hit her there at the end."
"Me, too." Dean admitted, "Like I said, I admire our control."
"No, you said I had amazing self control. Not you." Sam teased feeling better already.
"Well, I do, too. I'm just too modest to say so." Dean said and heard Sam laugh in disbelief.
"As if. You are not modest, Dean. You don't have a single modest bone in that godlike body of yours, not one!" Sam teased. Yeah, Dean was so not modest, not in the least. Former man-whore? Yes. But modest? nope!
"Godlike, I like that. I'm godlike!" Dean said and peeked at Sam's expression . He looked amused and much more relaxed now. "You feeling better now, Sammy? Happier?"
"Yeah, she just pissed me off." Sam said and kissed his cheek. "Thanks for cheering me up."
"Anytime." Dean said kissing him back and saw a restaurant up ahead. He looked over at Sam, whose eyes were on the restaurant sign. Knowing he was probably hungry again by now.
As if on cue, Dean heard the predictable words. "I'm hungry." Sam said, reading his lover's mind apparently, and sighed, tired already. "Can we stop and get something?" Dean nodded and pulled into the restaurant.
"Drive thru or sit down?" Dean asked and Sam thought about it.
"Drive thru." Sam said and smiled, "I'm tired, baby. All that breathing stuff wore me out."
"Got it, what do you want?" Dean asked and had to cringe at Sam's craving now.
"Grilled chicken with that artichoke sauce, with bleu cheese and a side of salsa and guacamole. Oh, and vanilla ice cream with Doritos." Sam said with a smile. "Oh, and a sprite. My tummy is bubbly."
"Gross, but okay." Dean chuckled and drove through. Most of the toppings had to be cupped on the side, including the cheese and artichoke sauce but that was okay. Dean ordered a bacon cheeseburger and fries, with a strawberry shake to share with Sam.
The cashier gave them a funny look, obviously Sam was manly but that pregnant stomach wasn't. Neither cared to explain. They just paid for their order and got their food then pulled off. They parked and Sam got his chicken put together and damn didn't that look even grosser than it had sounded, too. But Dean, wise man that he was, didn't say a word. He just mixed the ice cream and chips for Sam as he ate the chicken, then ate his own. He drank half the shake and gave it to Sam, who had been eyeing it for two minutes now; ever since he'd started drinking it. Just like Dean knew he would.
He still gave Sam a kiss and said he loved him, as he gave it to him. Sam sipped it now and crumpled the remains of their wrappers into a trash bag they kept there. Then Sam cuddled into Dean's side and sighed tiredly. "Sleep, Sammy, I'll wake you when we're home." Sam promptly slept now, nose pressed into Dean's neck, hand wrapped into Dean's shirt to hold him in place. Dean smiled happily as Sam took a deep whiff and Sam's breath tickled his skin. "Love you, Sammy." Dean whispered into his hair and enjoyed the drive home with Sam in his arms.
Screw La mas; they would make it without it.
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They were in the thrift shop looking for nursery stuff. "Dean, I found something." Sam called and they went to look; Bobby and Ellen were looking at changing tables and dressers for the most part. It was a set of matching cribs with the sides that went up and down and could be adjusted. The set cost almost fifty dollars; more than they had budgeted for so far. Sam sighed unhappily and gave the cribs one last stroke. They were the perfect cribs for a set of boys; just the right shade of blue, not too dark and not too light. Dean watched as Sam prepared to give up the cribs he so obviously wanted. He hated that expression on Sam's face. He sighed and went over to him. "We'll get the cribs, Sammy. They're perfect for our kids."
Sam leaned in and hugged him, kissing him softly in thanks, "Thank you, Dean. I just liked them!"
"I know." Dean said and shrugged.
The others approached now, appreciating the cribs. "Good eye, son. Those are brand new cribs." Bobby said as he examined the hinges and such, making sure they were safe or if they needed work before the kids could use them. He looked up at them and smiled, "Found a dresser and changing table for twenty bucks."
"They cost fifty. We still need a rocking chair and toys for them." Sam worried.
"We'll buy the cribs." Ellen said pulling out her wallet, "It's our contribution to the baby fund."
"Thanks." Sam said hugging her, "They do suit a set of boys, don't they?"
"Yep." Ellen agreed. "Go look at the baby clothes, boys. They have them two for 10 cents." They went to look and discussed various ones. Getting the best ones out as they talked. Their parents watched them choose the clothes and smiled fondly at them. "They're going to be such good parents."
"Yes, they are." Bobby agreed and they laughed. "Sam just had to have those cribs! Poor Dean. He never denies that man anything he wants."
"I know. What Sam wants, Sam gets. Even if it breaks the budget. You'd think in almost thirty years he'd learned to tell him 'No' by now." Ellen said and Bobby shook his head.
"That is one lesson that man will never learn." Bobby reassured her. "He likes to make him smile way too much to do that."
"That's true." Ellen said chuckling. "Sam gives him anything he wants, too. You ever noticed that?" It was true. They gave everything to each other and not once thought to say no. Not in their whole lives.
"I'd keep it that way if I could." Bobby admitted, "They work better this way. It's just how they are."
"It's a good way to be, too. Those babies are sure going to be loved." Ellen said and saw a woman approaching to look at the cribs. They immediately stood in front of them and grabbed a rail of each one. "These are taken."
"No, she said they weren't bought yet." The woman said.
"If you want to keep the hand you will be pulling your money out with, you will walk away and consider them sold. Otherwise, I will break it for you if you touch them." Ellen hissed and the woman's eyes got wide and she backed off. She crept off and others that had been watching fled as well, Ellen was scary. She tossed Bobby her wallet. "Go pay for these before I have to beat someone's ass, would you?" She eyed another woman, a black one this time, and hissed at her as Bobby laughed and ran to do it.
He prayed he wasn't too late. That woman was going to kill someone over Sam's cribs in a minute. He got the sold signs and ran back in time to see her glaring at the black woman, who kept insisting on looking at the cribs. Bobby put the 'Sold' signs on the rails and they stood back, letting go now. "Told you they were sold." Ellen said smirking and the woman glared and stalked off.
"You going to be this protective of the babies when they're born?" Bobby asked and leaned in kissing her neck by her ear, "Cause, to be honest, you like this is such a turn on! You should let me show how much of one when we get home…" He sucked by her ear and she moaned, grinning back wickedly. They kissed now and got lost in it for a few minutes. "Gonna rape your ass when we get home, woman!"
"Please do." Ellen said and they laughed at the boys' expressions. Shock and a touch of dismay. "What? We're older, not dead! We do have sex, you know!"
"Yeah, but to see it in action, ugh!" Sam said and cringed.
They kissed again and looked at them smugly… again.
The boys just muttered something about horny parents and went to pay for their purchases.
Lee shyly paid for some baby blankets and hesitantly stroked Sam's stomach. They let him and smiled at his efforts. "These are for them." He held out the bag. Sam took it and hugged him. He peeked at the blankets and smiled; blue ones. "Thank you, Lee. They'll love them."
Lee looked around sadly, taking a deep breath and sighed, "I'm trying, I really am. But…" He looked around again, and they saw his pain as he saw the baby stuff.
"Go wait at the café, Lee. We'll be there soon." Dean said gently, "You did really well but you need a break from this. Go get a soda, we'll be back soon." Lee nodded and shuffled out, heading next door and crying softly, collapsing on a bench in front of it. Dean heard the sobs and rushed out. Sam paid for the stuff and let him take care of it. Lee was his patient; he listened to Dean more anyway.
Dean pulled the man close as he cried and rocked him, ignoring the looks they got. He looked away eventually and saw a package of opened tissues being held out to him. He looked up to see a black lady with tears in her eyes watching Lee. "What happened?" She asked worried.
"We're baby shopping and he…he lost his family to a car accident. His kid…she didn't make it. It brought up bad memories." Dean and the woman nodded, giving him her card. He took it and read. "Lenora Hudgins, grief counselor." Her number was on there, too. She wrote another one on it and handed it back.
"My son was murdered, so I get it. It takes a long time to heal. But it helps to talk about it." She said and kissed Lee's cheek, surprising him and he looked up at her in surprise. "I'm Lenora. I gave your friend my card. My home number is on it. If you need to talk and want to talk to me, call anytime, okay?"
"Yes, thank you." Lee said and smiled softly now, "I'm sorry about your son." He knew it hurt when your family was murdered like that. "They catch the guy?"
"No…" She said quietly, close to crying herself, "They never did. I buried half his body. Bastard cut off and took the rest." She said bitterly and sighed, "Sorry, I'm still mourning here. He died a week ago."
"The hacksaw killer? The victim, that was your son?" Lee said in surprise, he'd read about that one. Guy was still out there. He'd considered going after him but the boys had talked him out of it. "I'm so sorry!"
"Me, too." She said and paused, looking at him with interest and concern. "Would you have lunch with me? I could use someone to talk to also. Someone who is not a grief counselor, like myself. I just…would you, please?"
Dean was surprised when Lee got up and nodded, "I'd like that. Let's go in here." She looked grateful and they went inside, both so hurt looking and he could tell they needed this. But he still followed to make sure she wasn't some supernatural thing coming after the man.
He was joined soon after by the others who asked where Lee was. He told them and pointed. They looked. Lee seemed in deep conversation and they seemed to be getting along.
"She's human, right?" Ellen asked and Dean nodded, He'd checked already.
"She smelled human." Dean said and they nodded. "I'm watching to be sure."
"Good idea." They said and took turns watching, too. But she never once did anything unusual but cry a lot; which hurt their hearts when Dean told them why. "That was her son that was killed?" Ellen asked.
"Yes, and we all know it wasn't a guy with a hacksaw." Dean said quietly.
"Wendigo?" Bobby asked quietly, too.
"I'd be my favorite body part on it." Dean said, "Body was found in the caves, remember?"
"You're right. Lee should do it. Oh, boy, here he comes." Bobby said and saw his look. "So, what did she say?"
"Coroner said it was a hacksaw but when she looked at the body, she thought they looked like teeth marks. Lenora, I mean. She viewed the body but…they said hacksaw." Lee growled, "Wendigo."
"That was our thinking." Bobby agreed, "We should hunt it. You and me, Lee." Lee nodded.
"Right after this, we'll go. Can we use the Impala?" Lee asked. It had a weapon's cache they might need.
"Sure, we'll take the truck. We got to load the stuff in the back anyway." Dean said tossing Bobby the keys. "Don't let the thing scratch my baby!"
"I won't." Bobby teased, "You really should let Sam know you're cheating on him with your car, Dean. Or are you cheating on the Impala with him?"
"On me with her, damn it. I'm first not her!" Sam said possessively kissing Dean now and not caring who saw it. The waitress ignored them and smiled at them fondly anyway. Right then, they decided she needed a better tip, if not just for that. Sam put a ten on the table and they laughed. "He's mine but…I'll share him with her. She is a sexy machine, ain't she, baby?"
"Yes, she is. But you're sexier, you always were." Dean reassured him and they kissed again and the others groaned in despair of ever stopping this major 'gaying up in public moment' they had going on. "I love you, Sammy. Can't wait to see the nursery and then our babies in it. You are such a beautiful mother, baby."
"Dean…" Sam blushed and kissed him again for his efforts. "I can't wait either." Then they headed out and slipped the waitress a twenty. "Thanks for being so nice to us, you were a great waitress!" Sam kissed her cheek and she blushed, smiling happily. "Thank you." Then they headed out and she looked at her boss.
"See, I told you I was your best. I so deserve a raise." And she smiled fondly at the retreating men and sighed. Gay but so nice, too. Then she made up her mind that when they came in again, they would be in her section and she was going to kiss Sam's cheek back. Such a nice person! So handsome, too. And pregnant, if she wasn't mistaken but she didn't say a word. That was his business and she wished him luck with it. Must have been a fertility idol. She thought and called her husband. Who was on a hunt for the Wendigo in the caves nearby. "You got company coming. Bobby Singer and Lee Cooper. They are on their way to hunt it, too." She listened and nodded. "I'll tell them. Okay, Love you, too. Be careful, honey."
She listened and smiled. Then hung up and ran out to catch them.
"Wait! Mr. Singer!" She shouted and he stopped as he started to get into the driver's side.
"What's wrong?" He asked and she panted.
"My husband said to meet him at the entrance to the third cave by the big Oak. He needs backup. He thinks he's found the thing." She said and they looked puzzled then were aware of what she meant.
"He a Hunter?" Bobby asked curious. A newbie out there? Great!
"Yes, retired but he wanted to help. I told him to go to you but he said he'd call you if he needed help with the Wendigo." She said. "He's experienced but when I told him you were coming, he said he'd wait for you before going in." She looked at Sam and kissed his cheek anyway, touching his stomach. "Congratulations. Good luck with the baby."
Then she ran back in before she was fired. They stared at her retreating form in wonder and chuckled then Bobby got in the car. Starting it, they pulled out and sped to the caves.
The others got back to the truck and found it finally loaded. They paid the movers and drove home now. "Did you know there was another hunter in town here?" Sam asked and Ellen shook her head.
"No, he must be a new resident." Ellen said and decided to visit the couple later to introduce herself, "She seemed very nice, Sam."
"Yes, she was." Sam said and laughed, "She figured out I was pregnant."
"You don't look like a fat man, Sammy. So don't sweat it, it will be over soon." Dean said and kissed him softly, eyes full of love for him, "Our babies are due soon."
"Yes, they are." Sam said and rubbed his stomach with Dean now, smiling. "Dads. We're going to be Dads."
"Our kids." Dean said and pulled up his shirt to kiss his stomach twice. "We love you guys."
"Me, too." Sam whispered, "I love you more, ignore that mushy man!"
"I love you more, too, Sammy." Dean said and cuddled into his side, happily inhaling his scent on his neck. "Them, too."
"You better. You knocked me up, you sexy Alpha Shifter you." Sam teased and this made them laugh.
"You were more than willing as I recall." Dean teased back and Ellen rolled her eyes.
"Never said I wasn't." Sam said yawning. "I'll never say no to you except if you ever try to leave me. If you do, you have to take me with you."
"Never leaving you, Sammy, ever!" Dean promised, "Never could before either."
Sam gave no response now but a soft snore. He was out like a light, a really tired and pregnant light.
"You are so nauseating sometimes. Did you know that?" Ellen said laughing and Dean smugly grinned.
"Yeah but I blame the sexy tall man for that. You should, too. He makes me say girly things." Dean teased, "He makes me feel softer inside." Dean blushed a little now, "I really do love him."
"I hope he always does, Dean. You are perfect together." Ellen said seriously now, "I don't care if you get mushy, just be happy and take care of each other; that's all I ask."
"That's my life's goal. To take care of Sammy, and our babies now, too." Dean said and meant every word. "Think they'll be okay? Maybe they need help?" Dean worried now and she shook her head.
"They'll be fine, don't worry. You got what he needs in the trunk of the Impala; he'll be okay." Ellen reassured him but he didn't look any less worried though. Finally she just gave up and turned around.
"Where are we going?" Dean asked and she gave him a knowing look.
"I am dropping you off to help the others so you will stop worrying. You won't rest easy until you get to help them, so…." She stopped by where Bobby had parked the car. "Get out and help them."
Dean gently lay Sam down and kissed him goodbye. "Be back soon and, Mom?" They looked at each other in concern, "Thank you."
"No problem. Be safe, son." She said and drove off waving. Dean waved back and headed into the cave after grabbing a flair and hand torch. Praying they were safe.
Wendigos were tricky bastards to track, especially in the caves on their home turf.
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Ash and Jo came out to help at their beep. With Ellen's help they got them unloaded and carried them up to the nursery itself and put it in the middle of the room. Then they woke Sam and took him up to bed, where he asked where Dean was and worried, right before falling asleep again.
They crept out quietly and headed to the nursery again, and looked it over. The carpet was laid but covered in plastic. The walls were bare but the boys would fix that. Sam was trying to induce labor so he had decided to paint and do the walls. Ellen eyed the pictures they were putting up in here and grinned. No faces or bodies of anything. The shifter babies could, and very often would, shift into any race or creed or sex even, especially as babies. Sam and Dean hadn't but it was known to happen, so they weren't taking any chances. Every shifter was different that way. Some had powers that stayed dormant until around ten or so and others got theirs younger. There was no real formula for predicting how a shifter childhood would go. They just had to wait and see, and love and protect them as best they could; even with their very lives if necessary.
The boys were going to be so confused. They'd have to go by their scents. The humans would just have to be confused until they told them who was who or until they gave them bracelets or something. Maybe they could just take the babies pictures and tape them all over the house instead, wherever they could see them, so the babies would stay themselves? It could work.
She headed to the kitchen and got busy cleaning, and smiled at the thought of her grandchildren. Yes, she would be just as protective of them as she had been about the cribs. Even more so, really. She loved them babies, she really did. She ached to hold them and feel their little hands, and see their pretty eyes and smiles. Feeding them and taking care of them with the boys.
She would kill for them and she would also die for them. Such precious gifts! She would cherish them forever!
Bobby and the others returned two hours later, bruised by not hurt critically. They showered and changed then Dean headed to see Sam. He cuddled into him and Sam pulled him to tighter. "You okay? Not hurt?" Sam whispered into his hair and breathed in his scent again, relaxing visibly now.
"I'm fine, was bruised but they healed just now. Wendigo is dead." Dean said and kissed him softly. Dying to make love to him but knowing he couldn't. "I'd make love to you right now if I could."
"I'd like that, too." Sam said and got tired again, drifting off as Dean's hairs brushed his nose, making his scent fill him up once more, "Love you…" Sam said before he was sound asleep again. Dean just lay there and let Sam hold him, smiling softly and caressing his stomach lovingly. "Love you, too, Sammy."
Then he fell asleep to the beat of Sam's heart in his ear and the movements of his chest as he breathed now rocked him the rest of the way there. Bobby peeked in and smiled. Both men so happy and content now. Just the way they should be. He closed the door quietly and headed to Ellen downstairs.
Putting arms around her waist, he turned her to face him now. "Now, about that sex thing?" He hinted.
"You are so going to keep that promise." She said leaning in for a kiss, "Right now."
"Yes, ma'am. Your wish is my command." Bobby said and grinned at her lustful look.
"Oh, there will be demands, Bobby Singer. Got so many. And you are so obedient." Ellen said and they shut the door to their bedroom behind them laughing softly. Soon sounds of love making came from it, but no one cared. Ash and Jo were downstairs watching television while the others had their time alone.
"It won't always be this peaceful." Jo warned Ash, "Those babies will keep it busy…and noisy."
"I sure hope so." Ash replied, "It does get quiet around here, sometimes too quiet."
"I know what you mean." Jo agreed. Babies would make this place better, make it more of a home.
"Turn back to that forensic thing." Ash asked and Jo did. Then they spent the next two hours watching it and learning more for their hunts.
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(The next morning, around 10 am.)
Sam held up the wallpaper while he used the brush to apply the glue. He pressed the piece of Teddy Bear border to the blue wall and smoothed it out easily.
"Sammy! Get down now! I said we had this." Dean said as he came in after searching the house for him after breakfast. He held up a hand and Sam climbed down the ladder, rolling his eyes.
"My border! I chose it, I put it up. I don't care if I go into labor! Doc said I'm due to have them now anyway. Hell, I have been full term for two months now. Having to wait so others won't figure out the shifter part has sucked! So, yeah, I'm doing this. So ready to have these babies." Sam gave him a leer. "It's been almost a month of no sex at all so…I expect some a week after they are born, Dean. No getting out of it."
"Can't wait either. It's been too long. Cuddling and kissing is great but…so not enough." Dean could wait, and had. Now he was ready to make love to his mate again. This abstinent thing was driving them nuts, in every meaning of the word! He sighed and looked at the border, knowing Sam wanted to do this himself and was so excited to show off the border paper he had picked out. Only a little more to go anyway and bed rest was driving him crazy so Dean compromised. "Here, you hold it and I'll glue it." Dean said grabbing another ladder and the glue from by Sam now. "It looks great, Sammy."
"Thanks, and so boyish, too. Not ducks and sailboats, thank goodness. Thanks for not saying No to everything, I know it got expensive." Sam said embarrassed. He'd overspent but Dean hadn't said a word against his choices.
"Nursery was yours to design, Sammy. We got it, that's all that matters. So we overdid it a little." Dean said happily. Truth be told, they'd overdid it a lot but…it was up to Sam and this was what he had wanted to their babies' Nursery, so he got it. Anything for Sammy, that was his motto.
He got a smile from his mate for this comment, dimples out in full force now and he felt his heart melt under the sight of them again, like it always did. "So gorgeous, Sammy, you're so gorgeous!" Dean said in awe of him so much and then gave into an urge and kissed him breathless and dazed. "Damn! I love you, Baby. I'm so lucky to have you!"
"I'm lucky to have you, too." Sam smiled and agreed, "I love you, too."
"You better." Dean teased as he applied the glue and Sam smoothed some of the border down. "Wait, let me put a little more glue there." Sam waited and let Dean put some more on and then Sam finished smoothing it out, getting all the bubbles out and it was straight. They worked in silence and moved along the wall getting the last of it up. "So going to rape your sexy body later!" Dean said as he watched him work and his muscles flexed as he moved, especially those arm muscles, which he so wanted to lick and bite, up to that sexy neck and that ear, and then move lower to…Dean cut off this line of thinking quickly, "Damn, I am so horny for you, this is so unfair…"
"Yeah, join the club." Sam groaned as he eyed his lover's erection, "So wanna suck you right now then ride you hard…"
"Stop that!" Dean moaned softly and Sam gave him an apologetic look. "You tease!"
"Sorry, keep thinking about your body and I get carried away. We've never done well without sex either. I suppose you need to let it out with someone else, huh? I suppose I could let you…" Sam said sadly and Dean hugged him hard.
"I only want you, Sammy. No one else. Unless they are you; that's the only way it would work! You are all I want to have in my life now, you know that. I can wait, baby." Dean reassured him and kissed him softly. Sam kissed him back and leaned into him for a few minutes. "Don't need anyone else, ever again!"
"I know, I was just thinking…we can't and you are horny and …." Sam got sad again.
"I'm only horny for you, baby. You drive me crazy just looking at you, you always do." Dean said, grabbing his ass and giving it a hard squeeze, "Such a fine ass! I just want to bite it."
"Now whose teasing?" Sam smiled back, feeling better now.
"Not me." Dean said and leaned down and did just that, bit his ass through his sweat pants, hard! "Such a tasty body you have, baby." He leered and Sam laughed, rubbing where he had bit him but not minding. It was a pleasant pain, he just wished it could have went on to its usual logical conclusion but knew he couldn't yet.
"Fuck, I want you!" Sam said and grinned at Dean's heated flush and gulp.
"I want you, too." Dean said and they both sighed, both sexually frustrated and so hard they couldn't see straight. "We need laid!"
"Yeah, we do." Sam said and they chuckled, hugging again and kissing softly again. "Soon, baby, we will be soon."
"And we get to hold those wonderful babies, too." Dean said happily, "I bet they are beautiful, like you, Sammy. I hope they look like you. So gorgeous and beautiful, you outshine the Sun itself! I bet they do, too."
"I hope they look like you, too." Sam said and smiled, "My godlike Mate, my Greek Adonis. And such a great heart inside you. So much love in there. They should have that, too." Sam sighed and broke apart from him now. "No matter what they look like or how they are, they're going to be perfect."
"Yes, they are." Dean agreed. He bent down and kissed Sam's stomach again. "I'm going to love you boys so damn much! I'll kill anyone who touches you wrong or tries to hurt you. I'd do anything for you!"
"We both will, and so will they." Sam bit a lip. "We need to do the godfather thing soon."
"For Lee, yeah." Dean agreed and they got down and headed to the bedroom to let Sam rest. "I'll go get them."
"Thanks." Sam said then hesitated, "You don't think they'll be mad, do you?" He meant Mom and Dad. "He lost his family. They can be his family now. We'll share them with him. They'll understand that, right?"
"Yes, I'm sure they will." Dean said and called them up for a meeting.
Soon they were all in the room and sat on the bed and chairs. "Go ahead, Sammy. You first." Dean urged him and Sam nodded.
"We have decided on a godparent for the boys and would like to let you know our decision." Sam said and looked at his folks. "I love you, Mom, Dad. You, too, Ash and Jo. But we have thought about this and want to ask Lee to be their godfather." He looked at the stunned man and smiled. "You're a good man and great father. You'll take good care of them if anything happens to us. All we ask is you let our folks and family be a part of their lives, too."
"Will you do it?" Dean asked him then looked at their family, "You mad at us? We just figured he'd be…"
"We're fine with it. It's terrific Idea!" Bobby said and smiled but a small part of him was disappointed but not too much. He'd suspected they were thinking about this weeks ago and had told Ellen as much then. "Knew you were going to do it."
"Still love you, though. They're still your family." Sam said and they nodded.
"Of course they are." Ellen said and hugged them, "Our grandkids, not letting them go without a fight. You better let us be with them, Lee. We'll have to kill you if you don't."
"I…of course I would! I…are you sure?...I don't have the best of luck with families." Lee looked away, thinking of his own family again, could he keep this new one safe or would they die bloody like his had before? They guessed his thoughts and their hearts hurt for him.
"We're sure. It's not your fault they died, Lee. Anymore than it's ours that our folks were murdered by a Hunter. You didn't kill them!" Dean said and Lee shook his head.
"I left them alone when I should have stayed and protected them." Lee said, "If I'd been there…"
"You'd have died with them." Dean spat, "That's what! You couldn't have saved them. You have to accept that and see that it was not your fault! You are not a nine to five guy; you're a hunter, like us, and demons hate us! So it's a risk we run. You know that, your wife knew that, and we know that. You didn't kill them and it isn't your fault."
"How can I protect those boys if I couldn't protect my own family?" Lee said and cried. He wanted to say yes but he was afraid he'd get them killed, too.
"The same could be said for us. We lost lots of loved ones and we still know that we can do this. We have to try. We can't just give up. Please don't give up? Be their godfather, please? Let the blame go! Love them and be a part of their lives, that's all we ask. Besides, we're shifters. We are much harder to kill and so they will be, too. The hard part will be hiding who they are and that they aren't human. They have to learn that or they get killed by Hunters. So that is the problem not whether you'll get them killed. The question is, can they hide what they are well enough not to get killed? So now, let that worry go! And answer us this, Would you love them? Just answer yes or now, go ahead." Sam said and Lee sighed.
"Yes." He said and went to say more but they shushed him with an upraised hand.
"Will you take care of them like your own? Just yes or no, nothing else. Answer." Sam said and Lee nodded seeing where this was headed.
"Yes." He said and waited.
"Do you want this with our kids? With us, be a part of their lives like a godfather?" Sam asked and Lee nodded again.
"Yes!" He said and sighed. He gazed at them softly, brightening a little now. "I'll be a great godfather, don't worry about that. My family, Cheryl and them, they'll be theirs, too."
"Now we'll ask you again. Will you be their godfather? Yes or No." Sam asked and smiled. Lee teared up and nodded happily, looking so thrilled it made them grin wider now.
"Yes, I'd love to." He said, "Thanks for trusting me this much. I won't let you down." He grinned shyly now. "Does this mean I get to hold them sooner when they're born?" He gave Bobby an amused look.
"Hell, no! We get first shot at those kids!" Bobby grinned, "Once we pry them from their cold dead hands, of course. You know we'll have kill them to get them to let go of them."
"Hey!" Dean said laughing, "No killing the parents early! Some grandparents you are." He smiled and nodded, "We'll try not to hog them too much, promise."
"Good, then we won't have to kill you." Ellen said and they all cracked up now. Everyone felt better now and saw Lee was a lot happier now.
"I got a family again." Lee gasped happily and cried now, happy tears though, "Wow!"
"Yes, you do." Ellen said hugging him, "And you got us, we're a group package you know."
"Yeah, I like that part, too." Lee said and laughed, "Cheryl and them will want to come see the babies after they're born. You know that. With the whole godfather thing, you got our family with yours now. Can't get rid of us now."
"They're welcome anytime, you know that. A bigger family now but that's good, too." Bobby said and hugged the man. "Welcome to the family, Lee. We're here for you, you know that."
"Yeah, I know that." Lee said and misted up again, wiping them away roughly and cleared his throat. "I'll be back, I got something to do. I have to call Cheryl." He left now and headed to use the phone. The others hugged the boys and went to leave.
"Thanks for not getting upset. We know you expected us to choose you but…he needs this more. We figured he'd be a good Dad to them." Dean said and they nodded.
"He did and he will be." Bobby agreed and smiled, "Those boys will never be rid us, so that was never a worry. You alive or not, those boys are our family and we'll love them to our dying day." He looked at Sam fondly, "Just like we will always love you."
"We love you, too, Dad, all of you. It means a lot to have you there for us right now." Sam said and they all smiled, approaching the door.
"Means a lot to have you here with us, too." Jo spoke up, "I love you, bro. You rest now, and take care of my nephews."
"Always." Sam said and they left the room now, shutting the door quietly and the men looked at each other. "That went easier than I thought."
"Yeah." Dean said relieved, "Lee looked happier, you noticed that?"
"He did." Sam smiled. "He's a good choice."
"Uh huh." Dean said as Sam kissed his neck. "Sammy…don't make me rape you later."
"Can't rape the willing." Sam said and bent down, tasting a nipple. "You like that?"
"Yesss…" Dean moaned, "What are you doing to me?" Dean knew what Sam was doing, he just didn't think they should be doing it. "We should…fuck me, wow!"
Sam worked his erection now and kissed his neck at the same time. "Cum for me, baby. Cum for me…"
Dean lost it now and did as asked, cumming with an arched back and nearly screaming. "Sammy!" and Sam smiled as Dean fell to the bed, fighting to focus his eyes again, and to breathe. He'd forgotten how to there for a minute. "That was great!"
"That was for helping me in the nursery." Sam said, laying down and kissing him softly now, "I appreciated it." He leered as well, "You needed the release anyway."
"Yeah!" Dean moaned and sighed, "Still not the same as making love to you but, still, wow-worthy."
"I know." Sam said grinning proudly and ran a hand along Dean's ass and hip to his lap again.
"You should stop that, you tease!" Dean said groaning, Sam smiled and said "Sorry." But didn't stop nor did he look very sorry either. He had enjoyed what he had done! He did stop touching him eventually and put his hands to Dean's chest instead. He leaned in and kissed him again.
"Not teasing. Promising." Sam said, running a finger along Dean's chest and abs, "Can't wait to make love to you again."
"Me either." Dean sighed but smiled anyway, "But it's worth it. We get two great boys out of it, so that's the best part."
"Yes, it is." Sam said, running a hand over his bursting stomach, "Can't wait to see them in the flesh. I want to hold and kiss them. To see them and feel them in my arms. I'm ready to take care of them now." Sam said softly, "I'm tired. Stay with me?"
"Of course." Dean said and smiled softly, "I'll clean the nursery up later." Then he cuddled Sam to his chest and kissed his forehead happily. "I love you, Sammy."
"Love you, too." Sam said happily as well.
Dean held Sam while he slept and thought about the situation and worried. Doc had said it was time, past it really. So they were just waiting for him to go into labor. Sam was sleeping more, all the time, really. He didn't eat very much, just when the cravings hit and when they brought it to him. Doc said this was normal for shifters. But Dean had to worry, Why hadn't he went into labor yet? Were the babies okay?
Doc had said they were fine, according to all the tests. His shifter/mother bond had made them sleep before and now they just hadn't woken up yet, but he reassured them the babies would wake up when it was time to be born.
Dean sighed unhappily but still held Sam.
And prayed they would wake up soon.
He wanted to hold his sons.
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Sam sat on the bed and Dean rubbed his back for him, easing his back ache that he had woken up with. Sam tapped his stomach softly and whispered, "Wake up, okay? So you can be born, please?" He sighed at the lack of response. "Nothing."
He grabbed the iron knife and gave it to Dean now, "Just cut them out already, that should work."
Dean considered it and shook his head. "Bobby would kill us. No." He sat thinking now. "What haven't we tried?"
Sam went down the list and Dean had to admire his memory capacity. "Yard work, working on the car, decorating the nursery, massaging my stomach, house work, jogging, speedwalking, jumping jacks, exercising, begging, and now? Who knows?" Sam said in resignation, "I go with C-section next."
"How about sex?" Dean suggested and liked it already, "The books say sex can bring on labor, too."
"Huh and What? You said we weren't supposed to do that." Sam said surprised. Dean had been a goody hoarder of the highest level lately! The big Meanie.
"Because he said it could cause you to go into labor too soon." Dean hinted and Sam saw his point.
"Yes!" Sam said eagerly now, "Get the others ready, just in case this works."
"Good idea." Dean said, agreeing that would be best, "Wait here."
"I'll get ready." Sam said happily and undressed now.
"Also, get the towels, the plastic sheet. The one Doc left, put it under some towels and lay on it. That way if your water breaks, we can protect the bed from getting soaked." Dean advised, hoping this worked. He was desperately wanting to hold his children, not to mention making love to Sam again would be nice. He thought of the empty cribs and pictured them with their sons in them, and felt such joy and hope, and so much love!
"I'll get them." Dean said and ran down the stairs. The others saw him running and got their hopes up, "Where's Doc?" Dean asked quickly.
"In his room." Bobby said excited now, too. "He having them now?"
"He will be! We're tired of this shit. We're trying sex. If it works, you have to be ready to deliver them right then." Dean motioned for them to follow him to room.
"Do we have to watch you have sex?" Bobby gulped and looked nervous.
"Hell, no! You'll wait outside the door. I'll call if it works and you come in then. It may be a beautiful natural act but it's our beautiful natural act and we don't do public shows!" Dean said blushing in embarrassment, "You will have to hear it though, sorry. We'll try to be quiet but…we don't do quiet well, but we'll try. Just wait for the call and get Doc! Ellen, any ideas on the sex? What can we do that won't hurt the babies?"
"Well, traditional sex would work. Oral, too. I'd advise against the anal stuff, you guys get too rough and we want to bring on labor, not kill them." Ellen said and sighed; this was one subject she had never expected to have to give her sons! They had such weird lives, weren't they lucky that way?
"Okay, here goes. Pray this works." Dean said and went in. They waited and Doc came running.
"They finally trying sex?" Doc asked amused, it had taken them long enough! "It should work, usually does."
"Yep, we're hoping it works for them, too." Bobby said, daring to hope now.
"Worked for me." Lee said sadly, remembering his wife and their pregnancy experience. "Started right afterward, too."
"Worked with Jo, too." Ellen laughed, "One orgasm and wham, here she came." She eyed her daughter fondly, "You were a fast baby."
"Mom…" Jo rolled her eyes and still watched the door, "They going to be okay?"
"Yes, it's just sex. Nothing out of the ordinary really." Doc said shrugging, "We just have to wait." He clutched his bag and hoped it worked. Sam was overdue and he didn't have many options here, what with the shifter powers involved.
A C-section would heal up too fast to get them out in time, even with the silver knife. It could also harm the children if it so much as touched them. So C-section was out of the question. That only left regular labor and he prayed Sam would go into labor soon. Those babies needed to come out now!
This was the only way to have them and it was taking too long as it was. If they were anything but Shifter babies, they would be still born by now or smothered in there. But he knew they were okay. The heartbeats were there and they were breathing. They were just in a deep sleep induced by Sam having to wait an extra two month to have them. He regretted that part now. He should have just let him have them then and they could have avoided this whole thing entirely. He could have lied on the birth certificate. Why hadn't he considered that before? Sometimes he was such an idiot! He was not going to advise a shifter wait again. He'd just let them deliver at seven months and lie his ass off on the birth certificate!
Then they got quiet and waited for the signal to welcome their new family to the world!
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Dean got in bed with Sam and tried to consider this further.
"We could try the blowjob first then if that don't work, we'll have to try sex…down there." He pointed to Sam's woman part and Sam groaned.
"I'm a man, I hate that thing!" Sam nodded however and agreed. "Let's try." He got that look, "Sure we can't do the usual in my ass?'
"Mom says we get too rough, so we only have the two options." Dean said and nodded, "I'll rather do the ass thing, too. Sorry."
"Fine, start sucking then." Sam said in annoyance and Dean gave him a sardonic brow and amused look.
"So romantic. You so need to work on that seduction thing, Sammy." Dean said teasing and Sam nodded as well.
"If it works, you won't be able to finish, so hurry up." Sam said, "You haven't touched me in a month, you goody hoarder you!" Sam sighed happily as Dean complied and melted under that sexy mouth on his neck. "Bastard…" He moaned as Dean sucked his nipples and looked up.
"Anything?" Dean asked worried for any sign of labor now.
"No, but go lower…you're almost there." Sam urged. Some sex was better than none, damn it!
"Okay." Dean grinned up at him and winked. Sam laughed now and moaned but got all mushy inside when Dean stopped at his stomach and whispered, "Now I'm going to suck your Daddy's dick and you're going to wake up. Let him cum first though, okay? Then come on out! We want to see you. No more hiding, guys. Please come out?" Dean kissed his stomach twice now, one for each baby and then went lower again.
"You big softie." Sam said softly, making Dean look up and smile, "You're going to be a great Dad, Dean."
"So are you." Dean said, "Love you, Sammy."
"Love you, too." Sam said and moaned as Dean sucked him now. He was flooded with desire now and lust and so much love he could split. He spiraled faster into it as he was sucked harder and Dean rolled his balls and Sam gripped his head and pushed into his throat more, fucking his mouth now hard and cumming as he writhed and arched with a loud cry. Accompanied by fluid shooting out of Sam's woman part as he came two more times from Dean drinking his cum all down while sucking his dick.
"Doc!" Sam screamed and they all burst in. Dean moved aside and tossed a robe on, tying it tightly, wiping his mouth off quickly. Sam didn't care if he was naked; this hurt! His contractions were coming and he felt them now. Dean sat by him again and gave him his hand.
"Squeeze if it hurts too much, Sammy. Even if I scream. I don't care if it hurts, just squeeze. I'll heal. I got you, baby. I got you." Dean flinched as Sam squeezed now and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thanks for being so great." Sam said and Dean kissed his clammy cheek back, not caring if it was clammy or not; it was his Sammy's cheek! "You make me great, Sam. You really do." Dean responded smiling softly at him.
"Aw, Dean." Sam gasped and squeezed again. Dean could have sworn he felt a bone break that time. But didn't make Sam stop. If it got too bad, he'd let them set his hand and give Sam the other to break if he still needed it. Sam needed this and he'd give it. Broken hands or not. "Fuck! OW!" Sam cried out and Dean bit back a yelp as he squeezed again. Definitely broken but not too much, not enough to switch yet. "Sorry, Dean! It just hurts so much!"
"I'm fine. Just listen to Doc." Dean gasped and they could see him in pain but he waved them off. "I got it, don't worry." What he had was a broken hand but he wasn't telling them that! He was afraid of what Sam would do when he pushed; can a hand be pulverized to powder or not? Cause his was going to be! Not that he'd stop Sam from doing it though.
Blood came from his hand now, bones poked through and still he made them stay back and switched hands. Sam squeezed again and this time he heard the bones break…and so did they. "Don't you fucking dare let go, Sam!" Dean hissed and watched his broken hand mend in front of him and then switched hands again, letting the other do it too.
It went on like this for hours. Both Sam and Dean in pain but Dean was glad to give Sam this touch, even if it hurt and he kept having to heal it again and again. He prayed his healing could take this big a drain on it but didn't care if it couldn't; a broken hand was a small price to pay for the birth of your children!
"Push, Sam, you're ready. Dean, hang in there, keep doing what you're doing, you're keeping him focused. Make him breathe right." Doc advised and Sam looked at Dean who nodded. He switched hands again and it healed as Sam broke the other one…again. They breathed together now, the la maz ones. Dean through his broken hand that Sam couldn't let go of and Sam through his final contractions.
Both screamed as Sam pushed, both in pain and both not able to stop even if threatened at gunpoint! Sam was pulverizing every bone in his hand now and had an iron grip on it. "They're coming! I see a head." Doc said happily and Ellen grabbed a towel while Bobby grabbed the blue sucking tool while the others grabbed the bassinettes they kept against the wall.
"Keep pushing!" Doc screamed over the shifters and they did as he asked. Both lost in pain and the birth of their children. Blood poured from under Dean's nails now and Doc worried about that but he knew they cared more for the babies being born than his hand right now, and so he let it go.
Their children were crowning now and they all gasped happily as they saw a head slip out, and thought they had never seen a more beautiful sight in their lives.
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Yep, babies are coming and it is a cliff hanger! Yup, I am that cruel.
Stay tuned for the rest of the birth. And hope Dean has a hand left when Sam gets through with it, shall we? Let's give a big hand for that Shifter healing, Oh, yeah!
I hear crying in the distance, is it the babies… or Dean?