*~Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel or Supernatural characters. For this fic I changed the DA time line. The pulse has already hit and Alec is out of Manticore in 2009. The characters of Lexi, Jake and Jackie are from a Supernatural AU Verse that I write. This is my first DA fic so please be kind. Thank you for all the reviews and follows. I hope you like this chapter. Reviews would be great.~*

I.

Alec and Ben are scared. Lexi is sick, really sick and everyone else is gone. If someone in their unit got sick at Manticore they would try to hide it from the guards. Falling ill there meant invasive treatments or worse termination. Now that they are on the outside they didn't know what to do for Lexi. The boys felt helpless. They hovered outside the bathroom; Ben was chewing on his bottom lip while Alec was bouncing on the balls of his feet. They kept one eye on Lexi and one on the motel door ready to pounce the moment that door opened.

Ben and Alec stiffened, their enhanced hearing picking up the roar of the Impala as it pulled into the parking lot. Dean was the first through the door carrying a large bucket of fried chicken. The boys blurred across the room dragging Dean further inside. He felt two sets of tiny hands clawing and pulling at him before he could even register how they got across the room so fast. He was about to ask them how they did it when the boys tell him Lexi's sick. "She is? Where is she?"

"In the bathroom."

Dean shoves the bucket of chicken into Sam's arms and is in the bathroom before Sam can even protest. He kneels down next to his wife rubbing her back in small circles. "You ok, baby?" She shakes her head no and leans against him. Dean gathers her up in his arms and sits back against the wall pulling her with him. "Was it a vision?" She sighs and again she shakes her head no. Dean's hands slide down to rest on her stomach, "OH. Do you think you can handle being in the car for ten hours?"

"Dean, I don't..."

"Shhh, it's alright." He whispered running his hands up and down her sides. He continued moving his hands slowly up and down in an attempt to relax her. They sat on the bathroom floor for a few more moments in silence before he kissed the top of her head. He gets an arm around her waist helping her to her feet, "Let's get you in bed. We can leave in the morning."

He helps her into their bed well aware of the four pairs of eyes that are on them. Questioning eyes that are going to want answers. Dean's telling Sam that he needs to talk to him outside when Lexi gets a fistful of his shirt trying to pull him down on the bed, "No, lay here with me." She sounds so pathetic that Dean shrugs out of his leather jacket and lays down with her not caring who's watching them. He stays with her running his hands gently up and down her back until she falls asleep. Once her breathing is slow and steady he moves off the bed quietly gesturing to Sam and Jackie to go outside.

Sam and Jackie rest on the front hood of the Impala across from where Dean is leaning against the motel wall tapping a pack of cigarettes in the palm of his hand . Dean digs in his pocket for a zippo and lights a cigarette taking a long drag. Heknows he should quit smoking but since the pulse hit it's become a rare treat. He closes his eyes and exhales, feeling the tension leave his body. "Sammy, I'm gonna say this one time. You're not going to give Lexi any shit about what I'm going to tell you. NONE. No smart ass remarks or digs. So help me God, Sammy, if you do I'm gonna punch you in the Goddamned face. You hear me?"

"Yeah, I hear you. What's going on?"

"Lexi's knocked up, almost four months. Ya know we both thought it was time to give Jake some company. Don't you say anything, let me finish...we found out two days before the pulse hit."

"Why didn't you guys tell us?"

"Because we'd been trying to get pregnant for awhile, a little over a year. She lost one not long after we started trying and she wanted to wait to tell you. Ya know just in case she lost this one too."

"So that's why she's just been doing the research?"

"Yeah. So now you know what's going on. I'm gonna go tell the front desk we're staying one more night. Call Bobby and tell him we won't be there till dinner tomorrow."

Dean was already walking away when Sam called his name. Dean stopped for a split second holding up his hand and giving a small shake of his head. He took off like a bullet towards the office not allowing Sam a chance to say another word. He wasn't in the mood for his little brother's self help bullshit. There was no need to talk about what happened. Everything was fine. The last doctor they saw confirmed that Lexi and the baby were perfectly healthy. He had no reason to rehash the last year with Sam. Besides, his little brother doesn't need to know everything about his marriage. Dean believes there are things that should stay between a man and his wife. For him, this is one of them.

Jackie watched Sam's jaw twitch. His look of concern now replaced with what she affectionately referred to as his bitch face. She sighed tugging on his arm to get her husband's attention."Leave him alone Sam. If Dean wants to talk he will."

"But..."

"No buts." She stated firmly. "Leave him alone. C'mon back in the room. Someone has to keep an eye on the kids."

II.

Sam headed towards the small kitchenette table seething. He thought they were past keeping things from each other. He thought they were back to being brothers again. Here Dean was hiding something this big from him for over a year. Secrets and lies. Those were the things that had driven them apart in the first place. Dean himself told Sam that there couldn't be anymore and yet here they are again. Sam closed his eyes, counted to ten to calm himself and then turned his attention to the dinner that was on table. He busied himself by emptying the brown bag of it's sides, napkins and plastic utensils. After that was done, he set the table with cheap paper plates and plastic cups as Alec and Ben's eyes followed his every move.

"What is all that?" Ben asked his eyes huge.

"Well, according to Dean it's the best thing after pie and cheeseburgers." Sam smiled reaching forward to ruffle Ben's hair. "I think you boys will like it. It's fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, green beans, stuffing and biscuits."

Alec and Ben were practically drooling by the time Dean got back to the room. Two pairs of ravenous gold flecked green eyes met his gaze. They both crossed their arms with Alec growling out,"It's about time. We're STARVING and Sammy said we had to wait for you to eat." Dean raised his eyebrows not sure whether he should laugh or not. Instead, he picked Jake up off the floor and sat down at the table with the toddler in his lap. "Sorry boys but I had to pay for another night and I got Lexi some ginger ale and crackers. But, ya know if I knew you were STARVING I would've taken my sweet ass time."

After much debate between Sam and Dean it was decided to let Lexi sleep and to save her a plate just in case she wanted to eat later. The conversation at the table was kept to a minimum. Dean kept exceptionally quiet not really wanting to give Sam an opening to badger him. The silence was broken regularly by the happy noises coming from both boys which made Dean smirk and Sam roll his eyes in disgust.

After dinner Dean noticed Ben and Alec were sitting on the couch with their heads together whispering. Their faces scrunched up in a way he didn't like at all. He knew that look. That was his look which meant he was up to no good. He especially didn't like that look on the faces of his two little doppelgangers. He cleared his throat causing the boys to jump and joined them on the tattered couch, "So what evil plot are you two hatching, uh? Gonna put some nair in Sammy's shampoo?"

"Dean don't give them any ideas!"

"Don't get your panties twisted Samantha."

Alec and Ben argued quietly which ended with Alec rolling his eyes and calling Ben a baby. Alec then turned to Dean with innocent green eyes, his eyebrow quirked asking simply, "What's knocked up mean?"

"You were eavesdropping?" Dean growled out.

"No sir. It's not eavesdropping if you have enhanced hearing."

Dean tilted his head studying the boys in front of him. They said they were genetically enhanced but now he couldn't help but wonder what other super powers these two had. He smirked not being able to help himself and asked,"You have enhanced hearing, uh? You got x ray vision too?"

Ben and Alec's mouths dropped open and they blink their eyes at Dean in disbelief. It took only a moment for the boys to school their features to mask what they were feeling. Surprisingly, it was Ben this time that snapped at Dean, "X-ray vision is not possible."

"Yeah, well, clones aren't supposed to be possible either."

Alec poked Dean in the chest while he growled out in his best Dean impersonation, "You didn't answer the question."

"It's slang for pregnant. You know what that means?"

Both boys nodded satisfied with the answer they had gotten. Dean nodded flicking on the television. He leaned forward smiling and turned up the volume. "Awesome. It just started." Ben and Alec looked from the television screen to Dean's face not understanding what he was so happy about. Sam looked up from his laptop when he heard the familiar rhyme coming from the TV. "Dean you can't let them watch A Nightmare on Elm Street." He said in that bitchy tone Sam reserved for Dean.

"Why not? It's a classic!"

"They're nine years old Dean. They're going to have nightmares."

Dean rolled his eyes settling back against the couch. "Whatever man. I think they can handle it."

Ben and Alec had fallen asleep half way through the movie despite Sam's dire warnings of it being to violent for them. Dean ran his hand over Ben's hair hoping that neither boy was dreaming about what happened to them at Manticore. He disentangled himself carefully from the two sleeping boys on either side of him. He shut the TV off before he knelt down taking off their sneakers. He looked up to see Sam watching his every move, "What?"

"I dunno. It's still weird to me seeing you being father knows best."

Dean pulled a face and shrugged while he threw a blanket over Alec and Ben. "I dunno why man. I took care of you your whole life. You see me with Jake...wait. Is it weird cuz you thought I'd be bad at this father gig?" Sam frowned tilting his head but not answering right away. Dean stared at Sam. He couldn't believe his brother thought he couldn't handle being a dad. Dean picked up one of the kids sneakers throwing it at Sam's head. He felt a smug satisfaction when the batman sneaker hit his little brother right between the eyes.

"OW. What the hell Dean?"

"That's what you get for being an ass."

"I didn't mean..."

"Whatever, Sammy. I'm going to bed. We got a good ten hour drive in the morning."

III.

After a quick breakfast Sam and Dean packed up the car. Dean rubbed his face. He was tired, no scratch that he was exhausted. Sam didn't look much better if he was being honest. They had another long drive ahead of them. Ten hours to be exact. That was only if the weather held up and the roads were clear. God, he hoped the second leg of this trip would be smooth sailing. That wasn't too much to ask for was it? Sam sighed turning to Dean, "Looks like it's gonna snow again." Dean grunted closing the trunk. He wished the Sam was wrong but the gray clouds over head seemed to be threatening snow.

Sam and Dean watched their wives head towards the car with the three boys in tow. It was still weird to Sam having Ben and Alec with them. Although, he supposed in time he would get used to it. He glanced at his brother who had a small smile on his face. Sam was tempted to tease him but Dean smiling was a rare occasion. He would save the ribbing for later. Preferably when they were sitting in Bobby's study sharing a bottle of whiskey.

Alec and Ben were arguing. It didn't seem out of the ordinary, brothers argue. Dean was all to familiar with that. One minute you're arguing about the current situation, the next you're arguing about who stole who's Batman comic in 1991. Dean continued to watch them as they made their way over to him. The argument escalated when they got to the car. They began pushing and shoving each other when Dean got between them. "HEY. STOP IT. What are you two fighting about?"

"HE STARTED!" They both said at once.

"I don't care who started it. You don't hit each other."

Both boys are glaring at him. Their faces are red and their breathing heavy. Dean remembers being angry like this with Sam when they were kids. It was probably over something stupid like who got to wear the Spiderman sneakers. He returned their glares and kneels so he's at their eye level. He asks them again what they were fighting about but this time it comes out more as an order and not a question. It comes out in his father's voice. Ben is the one that answers him. His voice is a monotone when he states that Alec doesn't want to sit next to Dean again.

"Ok then. That's not something to start pushing each other over. There are other ways to settle things like that boys. You flip a coin, draw straws or my personal favorite, rock, paper, scissors." He explains to the boys how rock beats scissors, scissors beat paper and paper beats rock. If they both throw out the same shape, the game is tied. The first time they both throw out scissors and then go the best two out of three. Ben wins and Alec sulks next to Dean in the front seat. "You gonna sit there and pout the whole ten hours, Alec?" Alec stares straight ahead and nods. Dean runs his hand lightly through Alec's hair smirking, "Ok, kiddo. You do what you want."

After eleven hours they finally crossed over into South Dakota. Dean was never happier to see that sign as he was today. It had been snowing on and off all day making the drive miserable at best. To top it off he had to siphon gas twice and he stilled had the taste of gasoline in his mouth. He relaxed his hands on the steering wheel. They only had two more hours before they would be driving through Singer's Auto Selvage. Hopefully, Bobby had something warm for them to eat and he could finally take a hot shower.

He felt relief wash over him when the Impala crossed through the gates. They made it without any real trouble besides the weather. Dean parked the Impala next to Bobby's old tow truck and stared up at the familiar house. He walked up the steps of the weather beaten porch. The floor boards groaning under his weight. He looked down at the rotting boards thinking he should help Bobby replace them come spring time. He pounded on the door once, twice. By the third time he could hear the older man shuffling to the door while cursing the idjits that were darkening his doorstep. He swung open the door with a scowl on his face and a grunt for greeting. Jake let go of his mother's hand and bulldozed into his adopted grandfather's legs. His little arms wrapped around Bobby's legs holding on for all it was worth. Bobby's scowl disappeared when he heard the little boy call him Pop. He ran his hand through his spiky blonde hair before reaching down and picking him up. "You're growing like a weed. What's your idjit father feeding you?" Jake didn't miss a beat. He giggled and simply said 'Pie'.