Djinn Dreams 6

"Well, we have to tell them today Dean. I can't keep it a secret any longer. It's been four days and each night Jen's offered me a drink and I turned it down. She's going to find out on her own and will pissed off forever if I don't tell her." I whispered sitting at the end of the bed watching Dean search through his dresser.

"I know... it's just I haven't figured out what I'm going to say to Sam. I don't know what to do." Dean sighed looking over at me.

"I'm going to need to get a doctor soon. I have things I need to do Dean. I know, but... I need to tell her." I whispered.

"Okay. Fine, I'll take Sammy out for a grocery run and I'll tell him then, you tell Jen while we're out." Dean sighed.

"Why can't we do it together?" I asked.

"Because if he goes crazy I can shove him out of the car before he murders me." Dean said grinning. I threw my pillow at him but felt my throat tighten up. Yeah, we may be happy about being pregnant, but was Sam and Jen going to be as happy as us? Dean dug around in his dresser for his missing keys and I just watched as he searched through jean pockets.

He was so handsome. It hurt sometimes to look at him, because even though he was really hot he held everything he thought about in his eyes. I could see the panic and worry sitting there inside those deep green gems, and I knew that this wasn't going to be as fun as people make it sound. I knew that Jen wasn't going to be real happy about the situation, but would she hate me for it? She had wanted kids all her life, and when she found Sam, she'd thought she would finally get them. Sam didn't want kids though, he was worried about being a hunter, and what would happen if the demon blood that ran through his veins were to be passed on into a child. Jen was crushed to say the least... and here I don't even want kids, well I didn't want kids, now I do... but... my sister was the one who deserved this child more. I wrapped my arms around my stomach feeling guilty.

"Are you alright?" Dean whispered seeing me.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I whispered back.

"No you're not, want to know how I know? Because I am the master of the, yeah I'm fine." Dean said sitting down beside me.

"I'm just worried about Jen... about what we're going to do. You said it yourself, Crowley would do anything to get his hands on me before we found out I had a baby. Just to get to you, he gets you by family, and now... now we have the ultimate family and he's going to try." I whispered shrugging. Dean put his arm around me and pulled me into his shoulder.

"I will not let him lay a finger on you. Do you hear me? Not one finger." He whispered in my ear before kissing the side of my head. It wasn't me I was worried about... it was him. Dean would do anything to save his family. He's proved it by going to hell, literally... and I don't know what I would do if he would try another stunt like that and got himself killed.

"I just..." I stopped. I just wished he wasn't a hunter.

"I know." Dean said reading my mind and kissing my forehead.

It was awkward to watch the boys leave knowing what was going to happen moments from now. I had told Jen I wanted to talk with her after they left and she seemed eager to get them to leave. I smiled as Dean shut the door behind him, sending me a good luck glance.

Jen sat down on the couch and made me sit down beside her. I knew she was wanting juicy gossip about Dean but I wasn't going to provide that.

"Jen, I have something to tell you." I whispered staring up at her. I wrung my hands and her smile flew from her face.

"What's going on?" She asked concerned.

"Jen, I wanted to tell you... for a while but I only just found out and wanted to be sure." I whispered tears coming to my eyes.

"What?" Jen asked her voice raising.

"Dean and I... we... I am pregnant Jen." I whispered. Jen's face dropped and her eyes stared at me upset. I grit my teeth as she stood up and ran her hands through her hair.

"How did this happen!?" She asked yelling.

"It wasn't like we planned it Jen." I said.

"Of course you didn't. You wouldn't be that stupid." She spat at me. Her face had gone red and tears filled her eyes.

"I'm sorry Jen." I said softly.

"Oh yeah, just like always Emily. You get everything and just expect people to be happy about it." Jen whispered her eyes narrowing.

"I didn't ask for this Jen. I know how much you -" She cut me off.

"DON'T YOU DARE. DON'T YOU EVEN DARE!" She screamed.

"Jen! I'm not doing this to spite you! Do you understand what this means for me? For Dean?" I yelled back standing.

"No, but I know it involves you once again ruining everything in my life. Dean's going to leave now and what do you think that will do to Sam?" She whispered staring at me.

"You don't even care about what it'll do to me." I whispered. She stopped and stared at me, her eyes flickering down to my stomach.

"That should be me. You don't deserve this." She whispered shaking. She let her tears stream down her face and she ran out of the room down her and Sam's hall. I sat back on the couch and stared down at the fabric, praying that she would come back. I heard tires skidding outside and rolled my eyes. Sounds like they didn't get very far...

"GOD DAMN IT DEAN." Sam screamed slamming the large door behind me. His eyes met mine and he just tensed up and stared at me for a minute. His jaw clenched and he nodded to me as he passed by and walked down the hallway. I burst into tears as Dean walked in, eyes avoiding me. It was all my fault. Was it really all my fault? Was that what everyone thought? I stood up and ran from the room. I locked myself in the spare room across from Dean and my room. I slid down the bare wall, pulling my legs up and hugging them to my chest.

Now what? You've lost Jen, she wouldn't speak to you if you were the last person on earth. Sam was pissed off at Dean and me. It's not like I planned on ruining everyone's life. Why couldn't this one thing be happy for once? Why couldn't Jen have jumped up and down squealing? I wiped my tears from my eyes as I heard Dean knocking.

"Dean please...I just need some time." I sobbed.

"Let me in." He insisted.

"Dean just go away!" I yelled. He banged on the door with a growl.

"Let me in!" He yelled back.

"GO THE FUCK AWAY!" I screamed. I heard nothing from the other side of the door. He'd stopped his attempt. I heard him suddenly lean up against the door and start crying. He hit his head on the door a few times and I curled up and cried. This isn't how things are supposed to go. I felt my heart breaking behind my chest. This wasn't how things were supposed to go...

"Please let me in." Dean whispered.

"Dean, please, I just need time alone." I said. He growled and stood up.

"You open this door or so help me god I will kick it down." He yelled.

"GO AHEAD! IT'S LIKE A FRIGGING WALL!" I yelled back. I knew he couldn't do it, the door was a thick solid piece of wood. There was silence and then the door began to shake. I jumped up shocked as Dean kicked his leg through the door. The wood splintered from the frame and the broken door swung open.

"Oh really?" He asked. He looked at me suddenly and his face screwed up and he began laughing as he looked at what he did.

"Oh my god." I whispered putting my hands up to my mouth.

"Don't mess with Papa bear..." He joked walking over to me. He cradled me into his arms and kissed me. "I'm sorry..."

"She won't ever talk to me again." I whispered clinging to his shirt. He sat down next to me, lifting me into his lap and burying his face into my hair.

"Well, Sam's just a little peeved... but he'll get over it."

"She told me I didn't deserve to have the baby Dean... It should have been her." I whispered breaking out into ugly sobs that vibrated from my chest. He clung to me tighter and kissed me on my forehead.

"She's upset, she didn't mean it." He whispered. I wiped my tears off onto my hand and Dean grabbed it in his. "You, are the most valuable thing in my life Emily. You deserve everything and anything you want. You're so beautiful, brave, strong... you're everything in this world that is good, and I love you. I love you so much. We'll make it through all this bullshit one way or another. I've got you." He whispered as I cried in his arms. "We'll make it through it."

The next morning I didn't have sight or sound of Jen. She didn't come out of her room for dinner and Sam took her plate back to their room. Sam was at least talking a little to us. Only for the important things, not for pleasure, but Dean said he does that for a few days.

Dean and I began to talk about what we should do about this. Did we stay here at the bunker and find a doctor in town and risk the bunker being found from my many trips? Or did we risk a real house somewhere in a town and be unprotected from everything? Dean didn't want to leave but I tried to talk him out of it.

"Dean... think about it. This whole place is filled with a 100 different ways to kill everything under the sun. This is the most important thing in the world. If this bunker is found by someone that isn't on our side we're screwed. We can't take that risk. I'm not worth the world dying." I said softly.

"Shut up Emily. You know what I'm going to say about that. We're safer here. The whole year I was living out there in a normal old house I was constantly worried about being caught. I couldn't even live normally. I can't be there for you if I'm constantly batting down the hatches of the house so the douche bags out there can't get in." Dean argued.

"Dean! We can't stay here! I can't stay here! Even if we did this is not the place to raise a baby! I mean sure it would be fine for a year, but sooner or later they're going to want to go outside and play! Can you imagine baby proofing this place? You turn a corner and it's sword here, gun there, machete hanging from the ceiling." I said throwing my arms up. Dean looked at me unamused.

"It's not like they won't be exposed to that. I can't give up hunting. I've tried Emily, oh believe me I've tried. I golfed. I owned golf clubs." Dean said shaking his head.

"We're never going to agree on anything." I whispered rubbing my eyes.

"We just have to find a happy medium." He said.

"There is no medium Dean! It's either we live in a bomb shelter that holds the secret to all things spooky, or a house that won't keep us safe." I whispered. I sighed and rested my head on my hands. Ugh this was too much! Why couldn't this be simpler. The only other option we had was one that Dean refused to hear.

"If we moved somewhere far enough..." I whispered.

"They would still find us." Dean said looking at me annoyed.

"A different country?" I said

"Emily, it would slow them down, but eventually they would find us! We can't just ditch Sam and Jen either." He said. I stood up growling and put my hands into fists.

"Fine do what ever you want to do Mr. Knowitall." I said frustrated.

"Good we're staying here." He said. I shook my head, jaw clenched and nostrils flaring. I walked away from him angrily. He refused to hear ANYTHING I had to say.

I walked into the kitchen to pour me a glass of water and found Jen in there sneaking around.

"Oh well look who's alive!" I said sarcastically. WOW Great way to smooth things over Emily. I could have kicked myself in the ass as she looked at me. I seen her face falter and I opened the fridge and grabbed a glass from the counter. She watched me as I poured a glass of milk.

"You're drinking milk?" She asked. I looked down at the cup and frowned.

"I guess so." I said shocked. I hated milk... but I needed to drink it now...

"Cravings." She whispered.

"Must be." I said shyly.

"Remember when mom used to say she drank pickle juice when she was pregnant with us?" She whispered looking at me nervous. She was extending her metaphorical hand and I took it.

"God, that sounds awful still. Don't let me do that if I ask." I chuckled softly. She smiled at me and we stood there in the kitchen. Our eyes met and she walked over and wrapped her arms around me. I grasped her tightly and held her close, so happy to have my sister back.

"I'm so sorry." She whispered.

"It's fine." I whispered back as she cried. I felt myself tearing up and she let me go.

"I didn't mean to be so horrible... I just... snapped." She whispered softly rubbing her nose with the back of her hand.

"I knew you didn't mean it... I mean I knew you were hurt, but I knew that you didn't truly mean it." I said back. She smiled small and nodded.

"So, how's it going out there."

"I don't even know. Dean wants to stay here, but I don't see how that would work, but then again living out there would be dangerous." I shrugged taking a long drink from my cup. Yum. Milk.

"I don't know, but you could stay here... I'm sure there's a doctor around here... we'd just have to be careful." She said shrugging. I looked at her and smiled small. She was trying to make me feel better. She was right though, I could see what Dean was talking about. It would be to dangerous to leave here. Nothing could possibly get in, but they could certainly make sure we STAYED in...

"I just... wish there was some way we could fix all of this. I don't see how we can raise a child here... it's like putting a baby in a weapons museum..."

"We'll take care of it. We've got plenty of time for that." Jen smiled small. She hugged me again before walking out of the kitchen.

"I hope so." I whispered rubbing my belly softly.

"CAS?!" Dean yelled when Cas came walking in carrying a bunch of bags.

"Dean! I have gotten some provisions for the baby." Cas said holding up the bags.

"Cas, hon the baby isn't here yet." I said slowly.

"So..." He said. He walked over to the table and began emptying his haul. I put my hand to my mouth as he pulled out diapers, and formula. Dean began looking at him confused as hell, and it made me laugh so hard. Then he got to the clothes and I almost died.

"I don't know if it's a male or female, I don't have that kind of clearance." Cas said pulling out outfits.

"Where did you get all of this?" Dean asked.

"The store Dean."

"Where did you get the money?"

"I didn't think you needed money when it concerned the miracle of life Dean." Cas said confused. I lost it and ran over and hugged him laughing so hard. Dean shook his head as I laughed about the whole situation. Cas seemed pretty confused as to why I was hugging him.

"Thanks Cas." Dean sighed. I looked at the clothes which were mismatched and varied in sizes. I stopped in my tracts as a little onesie that said Daddy's little angel. Cas looked at me and shrugged.

"I..." He began but just stopped. His face went back to stone as I smiled at him. There was even a little trench coat.

"Are you trying to make a mini me?" Dean asked as I held the little coat up.

"Dean, I don't know what a mini me is." Castiel said unamused.

"It's where you dress someone like you, but in child form." I said smiling as I looked at the stuff he'd lifted from the shop. I couldn't believe he'd done this... I knew he wasn't knowledgeable about society but this took the cake.

"Cas, thank you, but next time you can't take things from a store without paying." I said laughing.

"Even for..."

"Even for the miracle of life." Dean said before Cas could finish.

"Why?"

"Because that's just how it works." I sighed. Cas looked over at Dean who shrugged.

"Okay."