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Chapter 17. Planned. Deans Pov.
"Will that be all for you sir?" The cashier asks, looking like he wants to pass out from exhaustion. I nod and place twenty bucks on the counter as he bags my food.
"Thanks" I say as he hands me my change.
"Have a good night and be careful dude." I roll my eyes while exiting the twenty-four hour party store.
As I walk the few blocks back to the hotel I breathe in the night air and try to wipe my mind of every little fucking thing going in my life; it works for a few seconds but then everything crashes down on me and I feel like I'm suffocating.
As I turn into the parking lot of the hotel I see a lone figure sitting on one of the benches by the front lobby; shit.
"Dean what the hell do you think you're doing?" Bobby asks as I walk closer to him. I rustle the bag a little bit and his jaw tightens. "You're pregnant with triplets and you think it's a good idea to go out at two in the fucking morning to get food?" My eyes start to burn and I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. Fucking hormones!
"Please just leave me alone Bobby." He looks into my eyes and sighs, the angry look on his face being replaced with a worried one.
"Come here Son." He says patting the open space next to him on the bench. I walk over to the bench and lower myself down, breathing a sigh of relief to get the weight off of my swollen ankles. "You're gonna tell me what's going on with you right here, right now." The light on the Hotel wall illuminates the area enough that I can see the expression in his eyes, and he means exactly what he's saying. I nod my head.
"Fine." I open the bag next to me and take out a container of chocolate ice cream and a plastic spoon. I open the ice cream and rest it on the top of my stomach as I take the first bite. I moan in ecstasy before talking. "What do you wanna know?"
"Well what do you wanna talk about?" He says, leaning back and looking at the moon in the sky.
"This ice cream is amazing." I say and he shakes his head.
"You've been living with me long enough to know that you can tell me anything Dean. How are you feeling with all of this?" I take two more bites of my ice cream before answering.
"I'm stressed as hell."
"Is that why you left?" I sigh.
"I couldn't stand to be in there any longer and I was craving this." I say wiggling the ice cream container on my stomach. "Just…everything is…" I trail off, not even able to get a complete thought out. He turns to face me.
"You're worried, and this isn't only because of what Sam saw." I look him in the eye for a few minutes, the only sound being made by the occasional car on the road. I stick the spoon into the ice cream and set it down on the bench next to me.
"Everything I've had planed is being ripped away from me; I'm being forced to go into this half cocked." He narrows his eyes in confusion.
"Going into what?" something in me snaps.
"This!" I say, patting my stomach hard enough to make a sound. "I had this whole fucking plan about how they were going to be born and now everything is going to go wrong." One of the babies gives a particularly hard kick and I hiss, rubbing the spot with an open palm.
"Explain the plan Dean."
"When I went into labor I was going to be with doctors that I've grown to trust." I start out saying. "I was going to have a c-section to make sure I didn't screw anything up and…and…"
"And what Dean?" I wipe away the stray tear that escaped and shake my head.
"It's so fucking stupid, but I wanted you to be there with me." His eyes widen slightly. "But now I'm being carried away to God knows where and I have this feeling that something is going to go horribly wrong." Bobby's arms wrap around me gently and it isn't then that I realize that I'm hyperventilating.
"Dean calm down." He sooths, rubbing circles on my back to help calm me down.
"Now I'm with these…these people that don't even give a damn about these kids and I…" he cuts me off with a 'shh' and I try to take a few deep breaths to calm down.
"Dean." Bobby says, pulling away a few minutes later. "Nothing is going to happen. I'm going to look up all the local hospitals right when we get to the house and we'll make sure that you're safe. Nothing is going to happen to these kids." He says, messing with his ball cap. "And your Daddy cares about them Dean."
"He's trying Bobby. He wasn't there when it really mattered and he's acting like this apple pie dad to appease his guilt." I lean back. "God I know that deep down he loves them, but he won't take the effort to be a real grandfather to them." Bobby looks like he wants to argue with me but he stops himself, nodding his head in understanding.
"I'm sorry Dean." He says and swallow the lump in my throat.
"I never expected to get the whole 'normal pregnancy experience' with someone going out at all hours of the night to get me my cravings or having a baby shower or to even have someone ask me what I'm planning on naming them, but I fucking wanted this safe birth." I look at the moon in the sky. "But you actually attempted to give me normal." I look back at him. "You got me shit, you helped me with the nursery, you let me act like a total girl…like now." I say, wiping more tears from my eyes. He waits for me to calm down for a few minutes before talking.
"Dean I will be there with you when these three decide to make an appearance." He says, placing a hand on my stomach. "No matter what happens I can promise you that." He forces a chuckle, "you couldn't even get me to leave if you wanted me to." He says with a small smile. "Nothing is going to go wrong and we'll try to stick to your plan as much as possible." I nod my head and breath. "Me and your Dad are going to do everything in out power to keep you four safe, I promise you Dean." He pulls me into his arms for one more quick hug before standing up. "Finish eating your ice cream before it completely melts." He says, pointing to the container. "And tomorrow you and I are gonna go to that diner with the awesome pie down the street to talk about baby names." A genuine smile makes its way onto my face and I nod.
"I'd like that." He smiles back.
"Well I'm going back to bed, night Dean."
"Night." He walks away and I sigh, grabbing the container of ice cream and stuffing a huge spoon full into my mouth.
"And Dean." His says from behind me.
"Hmm?" I ask with a mouth full.
"I know that you're still worried about everything, but try to stay calm while we're here. You deserve to relax for a while son." And with that he heads back inside, letting the door slam behind him.
I wish I could calm down Bobby…but I just can't shake this feeling that something will go horribly wrong…
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