Djinn Dreams 5

I sat at the kitchen table stirring the soggy cearel in my bowl. I felt like everything I had eaten had backed up in my throat. Sam walked into the kitchen shuffling his feet and rubbing the back of his head.

"Eh." He said rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Morning sunshine." I smiled.

"Morning." He mumbled looking in the fridge. "Dean up?"

"Nah, he was up late lastnight. Working on the Impala." I yawned.

"I don't know why there's nothing wrong with it." Sam said pouring coffee into his mug.

"I don't know... you know how he is." I shrugged. Sam studied me for a minute, his eyes narrowing.

"You alright?"

"Yeah why?"

"You just look a little worried, or something. On edge." He said. I frowned and shook my head.

"Nope I'm fine." I said smiling. He nodded and walked off to go find Jen.

The kitchen was silent as I sat there. The fridge kicked on and I jumped, man I was jumpy today...

"Hey! Guess who just called and is throwing a party." Dean said an hour later strolling into the library from the kitchen. He carried a plate of eggs and toast.

"Um... who?" I said. Dean smiled and crossed his arms.

"Garth."

"Garth!? What?" I laughed.

"Apparently it's his birthday so he's invited all of us to come and party with him and his friends." Dean laughed as he walked over to me. Before sitting down next to me he kissed me on the top of my head and I smiled small.

"What time?" He asked.

"An hour,"

"So we're gonna go?" I asked.

"Sam wants to." Dean said taking a bite of his toast.

I shrugged and Dean smiled over at me.

"Said he got a mechanical bull, pleanty of beer and food."

"Then let's go!" I said. I didn't feel like going to this party. I know what was going to happen, Garth's parties always ended up with something catching on fire or Sam getting so drunk that he starts singing show tunes. Plus, I had a lot on my mind right now and I wouldn't be drinking. Dean didn't seem to notice my hesitation in going and went off to tell Sam. I went back to our room and got dressed to go. I stopped by the bathroom before we left.

I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my face. A scared, worried looking girl stared back, unsure of what to do and how to fix this. I looked down at the small white stick in the sink. I quickly grabbed it and opened the small compartment I kept my tampons in. I put it inside the box and left the room.

"HEY! Look who's here!" Garth yelled as we walked into the bar. I smiled small as he went around and gave us a hug. Garth was a goofy looking kid. He was nice and you found yourself liking him more than you'd initally thought you would, but he was at times annoying. Not only was he annoying he seemed to always do things the hard way. Last time I'd seen him was the day after Dean got hurt at the hunt he'd been on with Garth. He'd stopped by to see how Dean was doing, and I could tell he felt bad for accidentally almost amutating Dean's leg off. At least he'd put he machetee in retirement.

"Hey Garth, Happy Birthday." Sam said handing him our gift of whatever the boys had picked up at the gas station on the way. I watched as Garth took out a six pack of beer, some beef jerky, and three nudy magazines. I looked over at Dean annoyied and he winced in a what can I say kinda look. I heard Jen start chuckling. Garth looked thrilled! I think he was more thrilled at the fact the boys had gotten him a gift that the actually things, but it was cute all the same.

"Aw thanks guys! Come on, there's plenty of beer, the bull, karaoke, ball of fun." Garth swaggered into the bar.

"Great, karaoke..." Dean whispered eyeing Sam. Sam looked over at him lips pursed an about the most serious bitch face I had ever seen him give.

"Dean, that was one time."

"That you can remember." Dean muttered as Sam walked away. I snorted and Dean guided me through the crowd. I noticed people were staring at us, but I guess it was normal since Dean didn't notice. The Winchesters were a big name around the hunting scene no doubt people were going to stare at the men who had single handedly started the apocolypse and then ended it, not to mention the amount of times they boys had died and came back to life.

"Beer?" Dean asked.

"No, I'm fine." I said shaking my head. Dean's face screwed up in confusion.

"No to beer? Are you feeling okay?" Dean asked feeling my forhead with the back of his hand.

"You're hilarious Dean. I'm just not thirsty." I lied. I was actually very thirsty... but... beer...

"Alright..." He said staring at me. I smiled as if reasuring him. Dean wanted me to dance with him to the stupid music Garth had picked but we had fun.

After a few beers Dean got up on the mechanical bull and I laughed as he got his ass kicked. He may be great on his feet fighting a bunch of monsters, but you put him on a mechanical bull drunk and he drops like a fly. Sam seemed to last longer even though he was wasted.

Dean walked out into the library the next morning eyes squinting and his hand on his head.

"Shit, what the hell happened lastnight?" He asked.

"Um... before you rode the mechanical bull about thirteen times or after?" I asked smiling up at him. He sighed and looked at him grumpily.

"After."

"I drove you home. I practically had to drag you and Sam off the karaoke stage. Apparently you both have a thing for singing when you're piss drunk." I said. Dean growled and his eyebrows came together in embarrassment.

"What song did we sing? Please be good?" He whispered rubbing his eyes.

"Um, I think it was Girls Just Wanna Have Fun..." I sighed nodding, "The first time, the second I don't even know... you couldn't understand you anyway."

"You're shitting me." He said running his hands through his hair. I chuckled as he groaned.

"Sorry Dean, you inisisted." I laughed throwing my hands up. Sam and Jen stumbled out from their hall, Sam looking very hung over.

"Dear god." Dean said disgusted. Sam's longhair was sticking up all over, his eyes were puffy and dark, and he had dried drool on his left cheek.

"At least you don't look like him." I said to Dean laughing.

"I second that." Dean said.

"Oh shut up." Sam grumbled shuffling to the kitchen. I shook my head laughing as Jen followed him to get coffee. I let Dean know I was going to the bathroom and padded my way down the hall and almost screamed when I opened the bathroom door.

"CAS!" I gasped clutching my chest. He stood in the bathroom looking around. He had a bunch of balloons in his hand and he stared at me.

"I am sorry for scaring you, I didn't mean to. I wanted to speak with you away from Dean. I assume you have not told him yet." Cas said thrusting the bunch of balloons at me. I sighed and looked up at them. It was a sweet gesture but now I felt like I was going to cry.

"No, I haven't..."

"I heard from above, it's all the angels are talking about, a new Winchester." Castiel said.

"Cas, Dean doesn't know I'm pregnant. No one can know until I'm ready to tell them. You can't tell anyone."

"I will not speak of it." Castiel said his face expressionless.

I felt the walls closing in on me, and I let out a choked sob.

"Cas, what am I going to do?" I cried. Cas reached out and patted my head eyes wide with terror since I was crying.

"Well, I believe it would be best if Dean knew." He said.

"I know that, but... he's not... he won't... if it's dangerous for me then it's going to be twice as dangerous now. If Crowley wants to stop Dean in his tracts the best way to do it is through his family. It was simple when it was just you, Sam, and him. Now... it's more than that." I cried. I sat down on the side of tub and Cas stopped patting my head seeing as it wasn't helping me. I ran my fingers through my hair and tried to calm myself down for Cas's sake.

"Can you go get Dean Cas?" I asked softly. There was a slight rush of air as Cas disappeared. A minute later I heard him running down the hallway. The bathroom door burst open and Dean ran into the bunch of balloons scattering them everywhere.

"What's going on?" He asked. I looked up at him and he knelt down onto the floor in front of me after seeing me crying. I stood slowly and walked to the medicine cabniet.

"I didn't want to tell you... until I was sure." I whispered pulling the pregnancy test from the tampon box. I handed it to him and he stared at the little stick.

"What... what?" He whispered looking from the stick, to the balloons, to me, back to the stick, and repeating over and over.

"Dean I'm pregnant."

"She's withchild Dean... you've bred together. A miricle of life." Cas said over my shoulder. Dean peered around me face straight as he stared at Cas. Cas nodded once and turned his back and walked away. I noticed he walked down the hallway the wrong way and a few seconds later he came back past the door, trenchcoat wishing behind him. I shut the door and sat down on the side of the tub again. Dean stood there staring down at the test.

"I don't know what happened... I was careful, we were careful..." I whispered shaking my head and rubbing my face. Dean sat down on the toilet and set the test on the edge of the sink.

"We were nintey nine percent careful." He whispered.

"So much for that one percent." I whispered. Dean chuckled and brushed his hands together.

He looked down at the floor, as if the answer to what to do was stuck in in the tile. "I'm so sorry Dean." I whispered tears falling. His head shot up and he looked at me shocked. He crossed the bathroom and took my hands in his as he knelt down to look me in the eyes.

"Don't you dare." He said gruffly.

"Dean, I know what this means... I know that it's going to kill you...I can't stay here and let you be stuck..." I whispered.

"No. I'm not letting you do this. This isn't something to be ashamed about damn it. This is life. We're a family now. Whether it was planned or unplanned we're a family." He said taking my face between his hands.

"But if Crowley."

"Screw Crowley. Alright? Because this is our moment, our life, our chance. I'm not going to sit back and do nothing. I'm not my father Emily. We are going to do this. We'll figure it out." He said putting his forhead against mine.

"Dean..." I cried.

"NO!" He yelled, "NO! For once in my life I have four things to fight for. First it was Sam... now it's for my own family, you and who ever that baby is going to be, and for me. I'm not going to let myself become my dad, I'm not going to hide you somewhere with the baby and not be in that kid's life." He whispered. Adam. He's talking about Adam. I grabbed his face in my hands and he looked at me tears in his eyes.

"I love you." I whispered.

"And I love you, more than anything.." He whispered grabbing me and hugging me to him tightly.