Chapter 24: Welcome Home (Sanitarium).

Dean is behind the wheel of Baby with Sam in the passenger seat, and a very solemn Castiel in the backseat. They have been driving in complete silence for over an hour. Finally, Sam breaks the tense silence, "So, what are we gonna do, Dean?"

Dean doesn't respond immediately, thinking carefully about his twin sister and the situation she's gotten herself in. "I vote we go to Tijuana and spend every dime we have on booze and beautiful senoritas."

"Dean..."

"I mean, we tried to kill the Devil and couldn't, so why not spend the rest of the time we have left enjoying ourselves?"

"That's not what I meant, Dean. What are we gonna do about Jean? She's pregnant with Lucifer's child."

The eldest Winchester's grip tightens on the steering wheel, "Nothing."

Sam looks at Dean in shock, "Nothing?! How can we not do anything about this, Dean?!"

"Because there really isn't anything we can do about it, Sam."

"We can lock her up in Bobby's basement until we can figure something out."

"I would advise against that," Castiel says.

"Why?" asks Sam.

"Because Lucifer wouldn't be able to get to her."

"That's kind of the point, Cass."

Castiel shakes his head, "You don't understand, Sam. If Lucifer is kept away from Jean, he would go into a rage, spreading death and destruction until Jean is back by his side."

"If Jean is that important to him, why hasn't he taken her somewhere where only he can get to her?" Dean asks.

"I'm not sure. Most likely because he either doesn't trust demons around her now that she's with child or because Jean wants to be around you two and he wants her to be happy."

"Yeah, I can't see the last one being the reason," Sam grumbles.

"It's very possible. Because of the bond between en ugear and en etam, Lucifer will feel things for Jean he normally wouldn't feel for anyone."

"What about the God Squad? Now that Jean's carrying Lucifer's kid will they try to kill her?" Dean asks Castiel.

"If the baby had been conceived before they had bonded, yes. Then the baby would have been born a nephilim. But since the baby was conceived after they bonded, the baby will be a fledgling."

"What's the difference?" Dean asks.

"Nephilim are half human and half angel while a fledgling is full angel."

"Then wouldn't it be a nephilim and not a fledgling?" asks Sam.

"No. When Lucifer bonded his grace to Jean's soul, she became more angel than human. So the baby will be born a fledgling."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on a sec. Are you freakin' pulling my leg? Jean has wings now?!" Dean says.

Castiel tilts his head, "I am not 'pulling your leg'. Such an action would be uncomfortable for the both of us. Especially since you are driving."

Dean looks at Castiel in the rearview mirror in disbelief, "It was just a figure of speech, Cass."

"Oh. To answer your question, no. Jean doesn't have wings and can't fly, but she has stopped aging."

"I thought that the angels despised Lucifer, so why wouldn't they try to kill his fledgling?" Sam asks the angel.

"Because fledglings are very rare even when God was still in Heaven. Since he's been gone, there hasn't been any created at all. Jean's baby will be the first fledgling in many millennia and angels will instinctively protect it, even if Lucifer is the father."

The three are silent for a couple of minutes before Sam pulls his cell phone out of his pocket. "What are you doing?" Dean asks Sam, glancing over at him.

"Calling Bobby. He needs to know about this."

"That's where we're going."

Sam looks away from Dean, "I don't think we should."

"Why?"

"Because I might do something that I'll later regret if I see Jean any time soon."

Dean is silent for a moment before saying, "Okay. I'll stop at the next motel and we'll figure out what to do next."

Bobby has been yelling at Jean for nearly an hour; calling her everything from the world's biggest idjit to a string of colorful cuss words very creatively strung together. He's in the middle of an impressive rant when his phone rings. Ellen answers it, putting it on speaker, "I don't know who this is, but trust me you'll want to call back later."

"Ellen?! Is that really you?!" Sam's voice asks in astonishment.

"Yeah, Sam. It's me."

"How, how are you alive?!"

"Your sister had Lucifer save us."

There's muffled arguing on the other end of the line then Dean's voice asks, "Ellen, is Jo...?"

"She's fine Dean. Lucifer healed her then sent us back here. Jo is currently hiding all of the weapons in the house to make sure that Bobby doesn't kill your sister. As you can no doubt hear, he's not very happy with Jean at the moment."

"I'm guessing that she told him that she's pregnant?" asks Sam.

"Yeah..." Ellen is about to say something else, but is interrupted by a raging Bobby.

"You two dumbasses knew about this?! And you didn't bother to tell me?!"

"Hey, we just found out ourselves. From Lucifer," Sam states.

For the next thirty minutes, both Bobby and Sam yell at Jean. Finally Jean snaps, "Stop! I've had enough yelling for one day. What's done is done. I'm pregnant and I'm keeping the baby. Sam, call me back when you pull that rather large stick out of your ass and can talk to me like a civil human being." She pushes a button on the phone's base and hangs up on Sam.

The phone rings again and Jean answers it. "Did you just hang up on me?!" Sam asks angrily.

"I don't know. Did it sound something like this?" Jean hangs up on him again. She then turns to Bobby, "And you! Now that I'm carrying Luci's baby he doesn't need Sam as his vessel anymore. That problem has been solved without anyone sacrificing themselves so lay off me you old grouch." Jean huffs, "Now, I'm going upstairs to take a bath and relax." She then walks past Bobby to the hallway that leads to the stairs and walks up them to the guest bathroom.

The next morning Jean wakes up in Lucifer's arms. Sensing that his etam is starting to wake up, Lucifer starts running his primary feathers over Jean's naked body causing her to release a sigh of contentment. "Good morning, my love." She snuggles into his chest and just peacefully lays there for a moment.

"Good morning, beloved." Jean replies, placing a passionate kiss on Lucifer's lips. He flips them over so that he's on top of her and deepens the kiss. Above them, Lucifer's wings flare open and Jean gently runs her fingers through his sparkly, hot pink feathers which causes him to moan loudly. However, before things can go any further, there's a knock on the bedroom door. Jean breaks the kiss to say, "Yeah? What is it?"

Jo's voice can be heard from the other side of the door, "Breakfast is ready, Jeanie."

"Okay, I'll be down in a minute." The sound of Jo's footsteps can be heard moving away from the door and back downstairs. At the mention of food, Jean's stomach lets out a small angry growl. "Heh, I should get down there."

Lucifer gets off of Jean and with a snap of his fingers he's fully dressed. "I have things I need to tend to anyway."

"Like what?" Jean asks in curiosity while sitting up.

"Like tracking down a demon named Crowley," Lucifer grins. "It's hilarious how he thinks he can actually hide from me." His face suddenly darkens, "And once I've grown tired of our little game of cat and mouse, I will show him exactly why I should be respected." His face returns to normal when he hears Jean's stomach growl again. He places a kiss on his etam's forehead, "Go and eat, kitten. I'll return this evening."

Lucifer disappears and Jean gets off of the bed. She stretches before getting dressed in a pair of black pants and a grey v-neck t-shirt. She walks downstairs and into the kitchen where she sees Ellen putting biscuits and gravy on to plates. Jean grabs a coffee mug then goes to pick up the coffee pot, but Ellen quickly slaps the back of her hand. "Hey! What was that for?"

"You're pregnant Jean and caffeine is bad for the baby." Ellen replies, holding out a plate for the younger woman to take. "That means no coffee and no energy drinks."

Jean takes the plate, pouting, "I didn't know that." She places her plate on the table next to Jo's before walking over to the fridge and grabbing the carton of orange juice. She pours some of the juice into a clean glass then sits down to enjoy her meal. "Where's Bobby?" Jean asks when she notices that the older, grouchier hunter isn't eating with them.

Ellen sits down across from Jo with her own plate. "He's been busy looking through books for any information about the offspring of an angel and a human. He's been at it since you went upstairs last night."

There's a tense silence between the three women before Jo breaks it by asking, "How far along are you, Jeanie?"

Jean thinks for several minutes, calculating in her head how long it's been since she and Lucifer bonded. "Almost three weeks."

After they're done eating, Jean washes the dishes and puts them away. She then pulls on her combat boots and grabs her car keys before shouting, "I'm going into town! Does anybody need anything?"

Ellen walks into the kitchen from the study. She holds out a piece of paper for the red headed woman to take. "Here's a list of things we need."

Jean scans the list quickly until she comes to the last item, "What's Pedialyte?"

"It's a drink that will help to rehydrate and restore vitamins that you lose when you throw up once the morning sickness starts. And the peppermints will help with nausea."

Jean's face softens and she tells Ellen, "Thank you."

Ellen looks confused, "For what?"

"For treating me normally. For not hating me."

Ellen looks at Jean with a gentle expression, "Nobody hates you, Jean. The boys are just upset right now, but they'll get over it."

Jean gives Ellen a small smile, "That's comforting to know. I think I know of a way to win Bobby over."

Ellen raises an eyebrow, "Oh? And what would that be?"

Jean's smile grows bigger, "You'll see when I get back." She says before walking out of the door.

A few hours later, Jean returns to Bobby's with everything on the list plus a surprise for Bobby. She puts everything away then goes upstairs to change into the custom shirt that she had made. She puts her leather jacket back on, zipping it closed to hide the new shirt. She then walks back downstairs to the study where Bobby, Ellen, and Jo are doing research and drinking. "Hey, I'm back." The two Harvelle women greet Jean happily while Bobby just grunts at her. "I got something to cheer you up, Bobby."

This gets the older man's attention and he looks up at Jean. "What is it?"

Jean unzips her jacket and opens it wide so that the others can read the words on the shirt. The shirt has 'World's Biggest Idjit' with an arrow pointing up at the head of whoever is wearing the shirt. Ellen and Jo chuckle while Bobby snorts in amusement. "I had this shirt made for anyone that comes to you needing help with a stupid situation that they got themselves into. In exchange for helping them, you can make them wear this shirt."

"So it's mostly goin' to be worn by you and your brothers," Bobby jokingly says.

Jean laughs, "Probably. So am I forgiven?"

"Wear that shirt for a week and you will be."

"Done!" Jean says before hugging Bobby from behind.

A month passes by and Christmas arrives. Jean is now seven weeks pregnant and is experiencing severe morning sickness. While the peppermints and Lucifer's powers do help to soothe her stomach, they don't always work. Like right now. Jean is sitting in front of her new best friend, the toilet bowl, having spent the last thirty minutes throwing up. "This fucking sucks," she murmurs to herself. After about five more minutes, her stomach finally settles down and she brushes her teeth before leaving the bathroom. She returns to the guest room to change out of her pajamas and into a pair of black leggings; because she feels too bloated to wear jeans; and a Christmas sweater with a chibi Batman chasing a chibi Joker and Harley Quinn.

Jean walks downstairs to the kitchen and grabs a Pedialyte along with a package of crackers. She sits down at the kitchen table, opens the Pedialyte then takes a sip. She opens the package of crackers and is nibbling on one when the sound of a very familiar voice reaches her ears. She stands up then walks towards the voice to see her twin in the study with Bobby. Jean's face lights up in happiness, "Dean!" He turns around and is immediately pulled into a tight hug by Jean.

Dean chuckles and returns Jean's embrace, "It's good to see you too, Jeanie." He pulls away from her slightly so that he can look her over. "How are you?"

Jean sighs, "Not very well at the moment. Started getting morning sickness last week and it fucking sucks. I also don't know why it's called morning sickness since it happens at any frickin' time of the day or night." She looks around the room for her little brother, "Where's Sam?"

Dean's smile fades, "He didn't want to come." Jean looks devastated. "Just give him time, Jeanie. He'll come around. Uh, he did ask me to give you this," Dean picks up a large box of chocolates and hands it to Jean. Her mouth begins to water as she opens the box. Dean picks up something wrapped in Wal-Mart sacks, "I got you this. Merry Christmas." Jean tears open the sacks to reveal a maternity shirt that reads, 'Don't Eat Watermelon Seeds'. "For when you, you know. Start to show."

Jean laughs, "Thanks, Dean. I've got something for you too. Hang on." She goes upstairs and grabs three carefully wrapped presents from under the bed in the guest room. She goes back downstairs and gives one present to Dean and another to Bobby. Dean unwraps the Metallica shirt and a $50 gift card to Biggerson's that Jean bought him. For Bobby, she bought a large leather journal, similar to her father's, so that Bobby can write down his vast knowledge of the supernatural. All that's left is Sam's gift of a thick flannel shirt and a new silver knife. Jean hands Sam's gift to Dean, "Here Dean, will you give this to Sam?"

Dean takes it, "Yeah, sure."

"Jean, your Christmas gift from me is not being shot in the ass," Bobby tells her jokingly. "Actually, I'm thinkin' about having my old bedroom upstairs converted into a nursery for the baby. Since I'm apparently not getting out of this wheelchair anytime soon." Bobby then opens a bottle of Irish whiskey and pours some into two glasses for Dean and himself. Jean walks into the kitchen to grab her Pedialyte then rejoins Bobby and Dean.

Later that night, as Jean is lying in bed about to drift off to sleep, there's the sound of fluttering wings and she feels a pair of arms wrap around her from behind. "Hello, kitten. I've got something special for you."

Jean wiggles her butt against Lucifer's front causing him to moan. "I can definitely feel what it is," she says, giggling.

Lucifer begins to kiss, suck, and bite at Jean's neck. "Oh, I'm going to give you that as well," he rolls his etam over onto her back before hovering over her on his knees and elbows, making sure to keep his weight off of her. He places a chaste kiss on her lips, "But I also have a gift for you." He reaches over and turns on the old lamp that rests on the nightstand beside the bed.

Jean blinks her eyes at the sudden light, but after a few seconds her eyes adjust. "I've got something for you too. It's in the drawer of the nightstand." Lucifer sits up and opens the drawer, pulling out a thick square present. Jean giggles at the look of excitement on his face as he opens the gift; a first edition of Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged. "I thought that you would like something to read while I'm sleeping and I think you will definitely enjoy this book."

"Thank you my love," Lucifer puts the book down on top of the nightstand then turns back to his etam. "Now for your gift," he holds out his left hand and a small black ring box suddenly appears on his palm. Jean shifts a bit uncomfortable with where this is going. "It's my understanding that it is tradition for married couples to wear wedding rings, correct?"

"Yes," Jean says a bit warily, "but I really don't need a ring, Luci. I don't like to wear jewelry."

"Maybe not, but you belong to me and this will make sure everyone knows it. Besides, I think you will like this ring," he opens the box revealing a gold wedding band engraved with strange words on the outside and inside.

Jean instantly recognizes the inscription, "Aww, Luci! You had it engraved like the one ring from The Lord of the Rings! You got me the precious." Lucifer tilts his head at her in an adorable way as he takes the ring out of the box. "Thank you, beloved! I'm definitely going to wear it."

He slides the ring onto her left ring finger, "You are such a...what's the word I'm looking for?"

"Dork?"

"No, that's not it. Did you know that the word dork also means penis? It originated as a variant of the word dirk, which was itself influenced by the word dick."

"No, I did not. Thank you for that bit of information Merriam-Webster. What about the word nerd?"

"The word nerd is an alteration of the 1940's term nert which means a stupid or crazy person."

"Geek?"

"Geek was originally an early 20th-century term for a carnival worker who was so unskilled that the only thing the worker could do at the carnival to entice an audience was to bite off the heads off of live animals."

"What exactly are you doing while I'm sleeping at night that you now know all of this weird stuff?"

Lucifer frowns a little, "I've been doing research on your laptop while you slept. The internet is useful, but humanity is more depraved than even I thought."

Jean tenses up, "You've been reading some of the fanfiction smut stories that I have saved, haven't you?"

Lucifer chuckles, "I have, but that's not what I'm referring to."

"Well, is what you are referring to bad enough that it requires me to completely destroy my current laptop and get a new one?"

Lucifer scuffs, "No, of course not."

"Good, let's keep it that way." A sly grin appears on her face, "Speaking of erotic fanfiction...Do you want to act out a couple of sex scenes from some of my favorite stories?" she asks, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Lucifer chuckles, placing his right hand on her left hip, "Which one and from which fandom?"

Suddenly, Jean feels her stomach churn and her dinner trying to come back up. "Oh, shit."

"What?"

"Bathroom," Jean manages to slip out from under Lucifer then runs to the bathroom, barely making it in time. As she's bent over the toilet throwing up, Lucifer walks in and holds her hair out of the way with one hand while rubbing her back with the other.

Almost another month goes by and Jean is now eleven weeks pregnant. She frowns at her reflection in the full length mirror in her room and gently rubs her bulging belly. She's pretty sure that she shouldn't already be showing since she's only about three months pregnant.

"It's a Wonderful Day for Pie" begins to play from her phone causing Jean to hurry over to where it sits on top of the nightstand. "Hi, Dean!" She greets her twin cheerfully, "What's up?"

"Do you remember Dad's old friend Martin?"

Jean frowns, "Yeah. He saved Dad's ass more times than we can count."

"Well, he called us about a case in Ketchum, Oklahoma in a psychiatric hospital." Jean's eyebrows rise at this, "Sammy has the incredibly stupid idea that both he and I get committed into the hospital together. I'll need you to come down here and take care of Baby while we're in there. We will also need you to be our get-away driver for after we gank whatever it is that's killing the patients and break out of the hospital. Do you, uh, feel up to it?"

"Hell yeah! I've been going a bit stir crazy lately and this is the perfect excuse to get out for a little while."

"Are you sure Lucifer will let you?"

Jean huffs, "Of course. The deal was that I wouldn't confront any monsters. He didn't say anything about being your get-away driver. So I'll be there in about eight hours, give or take an hour."

"Okay. See you soon, Jeanie." Dean then hangs up and so does Jean. She quickly gets dressed in dark grey stretch pants and a lavender long sleeve shirt that shows off her new baby bump. She pulls on a pair of tennis shoes before packing a duffel bag with a couple of outfits, her hygiene products, and several chocolate bars.

Jean walks downstairs with her keys in her hand and bag over her shoulder. "Bobby!" She shouts with a mischievous grin on her face, "Sam and Dean are in a looney bin! I'm going to go and break 'em out!"

"Okay! Wait, what?!" he shouts back. Jean chuckles to herself as she leaves Bobby's house. She climbs behind the wheel of her Mustang, starts the engine, then drives off.

She arrives in Oklahoma at seven p.m. She spots a What-A-Burger and immediately pulls into the parking lot. She gets out of her car then makes her way inside. She first uses the restroom, which she was in dire need of, then she orders a double cheeseburger and three orders of large fries to go. As she's waiting for her food, she texts Dean to let him know that she's almost to Ketchum and to find out what motel her brothers are staying at. He answers back quickly with 'Holiday Pines Motel room 149'. Her number is called and she eagerly grabs her food before leaving the fast food joint. Jean gets into her car and starts to drive again, munching on some of the fries. She gets the sudden craving for chocolate covered potatoes so she stops at the first convenience store and buys a bottle Hersey's chocolate syrup. Afterwards, she drives the rest of the way to Ketchum. She parks outside of the motel beside the Impala, grabs what's left of her food and drink before getting out of her Mustang. She knocks on the door to room 149 and seconds later it opens to reveal a rather grumpy looking Dean.

"Dean-o!" Jean greets her older twin merrily, giving him a big hug.

"Hi, Jeanie," Dean pulls away and his eyes widen when they land on her belly. "Holy shit...You're already starting to show." He gently pokes her bump.

"Yeah, I know," Jean says, walking past Dean into the room. "Hi, Sammy!" She greets her scowling little brother, who is sitting on the bed on the left, as she walks over to the free bed. Jean sits down on the bed before pulling her food out of the bags.

Dean sees the face that Sam is giving Jean and tells him, "Knock it off, Sam. You need to seriously get over this shit. She's still our sister." He looks over at his twin who isn't paying attention because she's too busy putting chocolate syrup on three or four fries then popping them into her mouth. Dean gives her a weirded out look, "What are you eating?"

"Chocolate covered fries." Sam and Dean both give her disgusted looks. "What? Don't knock it until you try it. Besides, I was craving chocolate and potatoes and this satisfies both cravings. Two birds with one stone."

Jean refocuses her attention back on her food as her brothers argue quietly with each other. A few moments later, Jean suddenly breaks down into tears. Dean and Sam stop arguing and look over at their sister, "Look what you did, Sam! You made Jean cry."

Jean feels Lucifer's grace stir inside of her, checking on her. "It's not anything that Sammy said. It's, it's...I'm out of fries!"

The next day, the three Winchesters get into the Impala and drive to Glenwood Springs Psychiatric Hospital to meet with the hospital's senior consultant, Doctor Fuller. A female orderly leads them through the hospital to the doctor's office. She knocks on the door before opening it and saying, "The Van Halens are here to see you Doctor Fuller."

"Good. Send them in." A man says and the orderly steps to the side, allowing the three siblings to enter the office. Inside of the office, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline and square frame glasses sits behind a medium size mahogany desk. He stands up when Dean, Sam, and Jean enter the room. "Hello. I'm Doctor Fuller," the man introduces himself while holding out his hand for them to shake.

Dean steps forward and shakes the doctor's hand, "I'm Edward Van Halen. This is my younger brother, Alex," Dean points at Sam, who looks awkward but shakes the doctor's hand as well. "And this is our sister..."

"Vanessa Wilson," Jean interrupts Dean, stepping forward to shake Fuller's hand.

"How far along are you, Mrs. Wilson?" Fuller asks, noticing her baby bump and the ring on her left hand.

"Three months. This is our first child."

Fuller smiles at Jean, "I bet you and your husband are very excited. I have three children myself and I was excited during each of my wife's pregnancies." Fuller moves his arm towards the two chairs in front of his desk, "Please have a seat." Dean and Sam sit down in the chairs while Jean walks over to the small white couch on the other side of the room and sits down. The doctor then sits down in his own chair before picking up a folder on his desk. He looks at the file for a moment then at Sam and Dean. "You were referred to me by a Doctor Babar in Chicago?"

"That's right," Dean answers him.

"Isn't there a series of children's books about an elephant named Babar?" Fuller asks, putting the folder down on the desk.

Jean raises an eyebrow and thinks to herself, 'Reallydude? You question the name Babar, but not Van Halen? But then again, the man did say that he has three kids.'

"I don't know. I don't have any elephant books." Jean gives Dean a small smile in amusement since he recently bought her some Babar books for the baby. "Look, doctor, I think that the doc was in over his head with this one..." Dean points at Sam, "because my brother's, uh," he cuckoo whistles while moving his finger around in a circle near his temple.

Fuller holds up his hand in a gesture for Dean to stop, "Okay, fine, thank you, that's...That's really not necessary." He then turns to Sam, "Why don't you tell me how you're feeling, Alex."

Sam sighs, "I'm fine. I mean...Okay, a little depressed, I guess." As he's speaking, Doctor Fuller picks up a pen and begins to take notes on a clipboard.

"All right. Any idea why?"

"Probably because I started the Apocalypse."

Fuller stops writing and looks up at Sam, "The Apocalypse?"

"Yeah. That's right."

Fuller looks over at Dean who gives him an I-told-you-so grin. "And you think you started it?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, I killed this demon, Lilith, and I accidentally freed Lucifer from Hell. So now he's topside, married to our sister, and her baby is the spawn of Satan."

Doctor Fuller glances over at Jean who is frowning at Sam with her arms crossed over her chest. "You think your sister's husband is the Devil and her unborn child is the Antichrist?"

"I told you, Alex, just because you don't like Wade that doesn't mean that he's the devil." Jean says, drawing Sam's attention to her.

"No. The fact that he's the Devil makes him the Devil," Sam angrily tells her before looking back at the doctor. "We're trying to stop him."

Fuller looks alarmed, "Who is?"

"Me. Uh, him," Sam points at Dean. "And, uh, this one angel."

"Oh, you mean like...Like an angel on your shoulder?"

"No, no. His name's Castiel. He wears a trench coat."

Dean says, "See what I mean, doc? The kid's been beating himself up about this for months. The Apocalypse wasn't his fault."

This gets the doctor's attention, "It's not?"

"No. There was this other demon, Ruby, she got him addicted to demon blood. I mean, near the end, he was practically chugging the stuff. My brother's not evil. He was just...high. So could you fix him up so that we can get back to traveling around the country and hunting monsters?"

Doctor Fuller looks over at Jean, "And do you travel with your brothers on any of these 'hunts', Vanessa?"

"Oh, no. My husband and I are living with my disabled uncle until we can find a place of our own."

"Edward," Fuller addresses Dean again. "How do you see Vanessa's husband, Wade? Do you think he's the devil too?"

"Oh, without a doubt. The guy is an evil douchebag, but I don't hold that against my sister or her baby. I mean, the kid can't help who its father is and Vanessa is too naive for her own good sometimes."

Doctor Fuller picks up the phone that's on his desk then presses a button. "Erma...cancel my lunch."

Forty minutes later, Dean and Sam walk out of Fuller's office with a short brunette nurse. Doctor Fuller then turns to Jean, "I would like to keep both of your brothers for observation for a few weeks."

Jean nods, "Okay."

"And since your brothers' delusions seem to revolve around your husband I would like for you and Wade to come in for a private therapy session with your brothers."

Jean rubs the back of her head, "I don't believe that will be possible. My husband is very busy at the moment."

"I understand, Mrs. Wilson. But for your brothers' sake, please try and find the time." Fuller holds out his hand for Jean to shake.

She shakes his hand, "Of course. It was nice to meet you, Doctor Fuller. Can I say goodbye to my brothers?"

"Yes. They should be in the activity room by now. I'll have a nurse show you the way."

The same brunette nurse that escorted Sam and Dean away earlier now escorts Jean to the activity room. The nurse, Erma, tells Jean to let her know when she's ready to leave and she will show her the way out. Erma then walks into the nurses station, leaving Jean alone. Jean spots her brothers talking to a bald man dressed in the same blue pants, white shirt, and fuzzy blue robe as her brothers and the other patients. She walks over to the three men just in time to hear the man she assumes is Martin say, "Wow, you boys got big." He shakes Sam's hand, "You look good." He then sees Jean, "Little Jeanie?"

Jean gives the man a small smile, "Hi, Martin." Honestly, Jean has never really liked Martin...he's always kind of given her the creeps.

"Look at you, wow. You're going to be a mother soon...That's amazing." Martin motions for them to sit down, "Thanks for coming."

Dean and Sam sit in two of the chairs opposite of Martin while Jean just shakes her head. "I'm not helping in this case. I'm just here to car-sit for Dean." She hugs her twin from behind and then Sam, who shifts uncomfortably at her touch. "I'll see you boys later."

As Jean is walking away from them, towards the nurses station, Dean yells out, "Hey! If there's even one tiny scratch on my Baby when I get outta here, I will kill you!" Several doctors and nurses are now staring at Dean in concern. "What? I meant it as a figure of speech not literally."

Erma meets Jean outside of the nurses station then escorts the female Winchester to the exit. Jean gets into the Impala and drives away from the hospital. On her way back to the motel, she stops at a Wal-Mart to buy some snacks. She's about to pay for her food when she sees a Venom cup and has to buy it because she loves the villain/anti-hero. After paying, Jean returns to her brothers' motel room where she begins to stuff her face with Cheetos while watching episodes of One Piece.

When Lucifer arrives later that night, Jean is in a very amorous mood and as soon as her ugear appears she literally pounces on him. Lucifer is caught off guard and tumbles backwards onto Sam's bed, "Oh, my dad!" Jean begins to eagerly strip Lucifer of his clothes, behaving very much like a child on Christmas Day.

After they make love; on Sam's bed because Jean is mad at her little brother for acting like a giant a-hole for the past few months; Lucifer is in a really good mood. Jean runs her hand up and down his bare chest, "So, what's got you in such a great mood? Did you finally catch the demon that gave Dean the Colt?"

"Crowley? No. I'm in a good mood because I can hear the babies' hearts beating."

"Well, that's not fair. I want to hear too. Wait...did you say babies?! As in more than one?!" Lucifer gives Jean a proud, cocky smile. "Damn it, Lucifer! You damn bastard!" Jean is suddenly very angry at her mate and she punches him in the groin. Lucifer grunts in slight pain, but mostly in annoyance. Jean rolls off of Lucifer and turns her back on him.

Lucifer is angry and confused, "Why are you mad at me? You knew this was a possibility; twins run in your family."

"I know! I don't know exactly why I'm upset with you, but I am!" All of a sudden, Lucifer is tossed from the bed by an unseen force. "Holy shit! What was that? Did I do that? I'm so sorry, Luci!" Jean bursts into tears.

Lucifer stands up from the floor, his feathers disheveled and looking incredibly confused by his etam's change of moods. "It's alright, my love. You didn't do it; the babies did. Their powers are starting to develop and they were just reacting to your anger." He runs his primary feathers over her body in an attempt to soothe her. Jean stops crying and moves over so that her ugear can get back into bed. He climbs into bed beside her and she cuddles up against his chest once again.

Lucifer places a hand on Jean's swollen belly. "So now that the babies' powers are developing, can you heal your vessel?" Jean asks while taking in the blisters and small areas where the skin has burned away on his face, neck, and chest.

"Not yet. I want to wait a few more months when they're stronger." He kisses her forehead and runs one hand through her hair while stroking her belly with the other. Jean quickly finds herself starting to fall asleep from all of Lucifer's petting and when his broken, yet comforting, purr is added to the mix she finally gives in and drifts off to sleep.

A few days later, Dean calls Jean to tell her that they know what the creature is that's killing the patients at the psychiatric hospital. It turns out to be a wraith and they're pretty sure they know who it is. He tells her to be waiting for them at two a.m. near a fire exit located at the back of the hospital. She informs him that they can count on her before hanging up.

Jean spends the rest of the afternoon sleeping. She has been absolutely exhausted lately, another wonderful symptom of being pregnant. She's woken up at ten p.m. by Lucifer's arrival. They spend the next four hours in each other's arms until it's almost time for Jean to meet her brothers. She leaves Lucifer at the motel before driving to Glenwood Springs Psychiatric Hospital. About a quarter mile away from her destination, she turns the Impala's headlights off. She manages to locate the door that Dean told her about and parks nearby. Not even twenty minutes later, the fire door slams open and both of her brothers come running out. Dean opens the passenger side door then climbs inside. Sam does the same in the back as Dean shouts, "Go, go, go!" Jean starts the engine then floors it.

The siblings arrive back at the motel about fifteen minutes later. "Oh, man! I haven't done anything fun like that in months. I miss it." Jean says full of excitement. She opens the door to the room and walks inside. She's followed closely by Dean and then Sam. All three fail to notice Lucifer's presence.

"Well, that's your fault, Jean. If you had stayed away from Lucifer like anybody with an ounce of common sense would have, then you would still be hunting with us." Sam snaps at his older sister.

"Sam!" Dean shouts, smacking Sam on the back of his head.

Jean begins to cry hysterically and Sam at least has the decency to look ashamed of himself. All of a sudden, there's a loud snarl before a hand wraps around Sam's throat and slams him against a wall. The youngest Winchester finds himself staring into the glowing crimson eyes of a very angry Lucifer. "You know, Sam...You can demonize and hate me all you want. I can handle it. But Jean doesn't deserve your anger or hatred; she's done nothing wrong. The only thing Jean has done is to love someone who is not worthy of her." He tightens his grip on Sam's throat and lifts the terrified Winchester off of his feet. "So direct your anger at me, not her."

Jean walks over to her ugear and places a hand on Lucifer's arm. "Luci, let Sam go," she sniffles, trying to stop herself from crying. "I don't know...exactly why...I'm crying." She breaks down into tears again.

Lucifer drops Sam before turning to Jean and wrapping his wings around her. His first instinct is to calm his etam down by purring, but he doesn't trust Sam or Dean enough to purr around them. So he puts an arm around Jean's waist, leads her outside to the deserted parking lot, and over to her car. He gently encourages her to sit on the hood before sitting down beside her. Jean immediately buries her face into Lucifer's chest as his deep, rumbling, broken purr begins. After about five minutes, Jean finally calms down. She places a gentle kiss to his lips causing his feathers to puff up slightly in pleasure. "I never thought that I would say this, but this is worse than PMS. Damn mood swings."

"I believe I know a way to cheer you up, kitten." He slides off of the hood and then holds out his left hand for Jean to take.

"Oh? And that would be?" She asks while putting her hand in his.

Lucifer gently pulls Jean to her feet and holds her close to him. "You once asked me to dance, so I figured I would dance with you for your birthday." Jean's face lights up in joy. "What song would you like to dance to?"

"Your choice. Surprise me."

Lucifer snaps his fingers and "Earth Angel'' by Marvin Berry and The Starlighters begin to play from the radio of Jean's Mustang. Jean chuckles, "Somebody's been watching Back to the Future."

Lucifer gives her a small smile, "Maybe." He places his right hand on Jean's left hip while keeping her right hand in his left. Jean rests her left hand on Lucifer's right shoulder and the two lovers start to dance to the music. As they dance, Dean and Sam leave the motel room and are surprised by what they see; how gentle Lucifer is with their sister, how happy he makes her, and how he looks at her. When the song ends Lucifer tells Jean, "Happy birthday, my love." He then kisses her passionately.

Dean clears his throat to get Lucifer and Jean's attention. They break the kiss and turn to face Dean. "Sam and I are heading back to Bobby's. We'll see you there. Oh, and happy birthday."

Jean gives her twin brother a huge grin, "Happy birthday, Dean-o!"

Dean gives her belly a gentle poke as he passes by her on his way to the Impala. As Sam walks past them, he casts Lucifer a wary glance, but pats Jean on the shoulder and tells her, "I'm, uh, I'm sorry for earlier and for, well, everything else these last few months. I'll see you at Bobby's. Happy birthday, Jeanie." Sam then climbs into the passenger seat of the Impala.

Jean's grin widens and tears start to fall from her eyes yet again as her brothers begin to drive away. Lucifer is alarmed by her tears, "Why are you crying now?"

"Because I'm so happy that Sammy is being civil to me again."

Lucifer just looks confused about what he should do. He wasn't prepared for the wild mood swings that occur during pregnancy and is mainly relying on Nick's memories from when Sarah was pregnant. Lucifer at least has that to go off of, but experiencing something through someone else's memories isn't the same as actually experiencing it first hand. So his mate's quickly changing moods is throwing the poor archangel off; he doesn't know if he should smite someone, offer her comfort, or just give her space.

Jean turns to Lucifer, "You know what I really want right now?"

"What?"

"Some Devil's Cream cake."

Lucifer raises an eyebrow at her in amusement, "Is that your way of telling me you want sex? Or do you want the actual cake?"

"Both."