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Honey You’re Going To Be…
A wave of nausea hit Allison as if she were on a giant roller coaster at a theme park, but this wasn’t due to any thrill ride. What she had expected was in fact true as the little window on the indicator was showing a big fat yes. She let out a deep breath and felt giddy all of a sudden. Then she tried to focus, she and Dean hadn’t really talked much about having children. They both knew they wanted kids, maybe, one day, but beyond that nothing was cemented. She was going to school, Dean was working and hunting something she despised and this really wasn’t the right time to add to the family, but when was the right time? When would things be perfect to bring in a baby? Allison threw the pregnancy test in the trashcan and couldn’t help but smile. She would cook a romantic meal, steaks, potatoes and baby peas with pie for dessert and they would eat by candlelight and then, then she would tell him he was going to be a daddy. She practically squealed with delight imagining the baby looking just like its daddy.
Allison regrouped and put her books away trying to maintain some kind of impression of calm. She kept clock watching and expected Dean home at any time. She was so in love with the man that her whole body tingled with expectation when it came time for Dean’s return home. Then she finally heard the key in the lock and her man was home.
“Hey babe,” he said hustling by.
“What’s the rush, it’s Friday night I thought we could have a relaxing evening?”
“Sorry,” Dean said grabbing his duffle bag, “shapeshifter sighting in Pennsylvania. If I leave now I can be there before midnight. Sorry babe but I’ll make it up to you,” he finished slamming the door behind him.
“But I had something to tell you,” Allison said to the now empty room, “but I guess it can wait. So much for plans,” she said sitting down on the couch disappointed.
The next morning she stumbled into the living room to see Joey sitting there with a wide grin on her face.
“What’s the smile for?” Allison asked.
“I sense something different, you are emitting an aura of happiness and since your husband isn’t around I know it isn’t from last night.”
“Aren’t you the funny one,” Allison snapped back.
“So what gives?” Joey inquired. “Where is hubby?”
“On a hunt, he is always on a hunt.”
“Well you knew he was a hunter and that’s what hunters do; in fact I’m amazed he holds down a job. But if you remember correctly he wouldn’t be your husband if he wasn’t a hunter and you have me to thank for that.”
“Yeah cause stopping him from killing you is the arrow that pierced our hearts.”
“Right so what is going on with you, you seemed out of sorts,” Joey said.
“I have some big news that I need to tell Dean but he was only home for 3 minutes last night before he left and I never got the chance to talk to him.”
“Wow he can pack fast.”
“He keeps his duffle bag ready in case he gets a call in the middle of the night. So he was in and out and here I am alone all weekend.”
“Hey what am I chopped liver? Tell me your news,” Joey encouraged.
“No, Dean needs to be the one to hear it first.”
Joey cocked her head and then gasped, “you’re pregnant, you are you are.”
“How do you know?” Allison asked.
“I can hear another heartbeat, it’s a lot faster than yours. Oh my God, you are going to be a mom, can I be the Godmother or Aunt or something? I’m never going to have any and I would love to be a part of a family, please please,” she begged.
“Of course but first you have to make sure you are, um prepared to be around a baby.”
“Oh don’t worry I’ve been on that vegetarian diet long enough that I am 100% safe. How are you going to tell Dean?”
“I don’t know yet. I was going to make a special dinner but that went out the window as he went out the door.”
“I know, look its cloudy outside allowing me to roam so let’s hit the mall,” Joey suggested.
Dean got home late Sunday night and Allison was already asleep but Monday she planned to put her idea into action. Dean got home as Allison was finishing dinner and went to sit down in front of the TV after giving her a peck on the cheek.
“You’re gone all weekend and that’s all I get?” Allison asked disappointed.
“Give me a minute to rest and then we can catch up,” he promised.
“Well I have something to tell you first.”
“Mmmhhhmmm,” Dean mumbled as the phone rang.
By the time Allison finished the call dinner was nearly ready and so was she. If she didn’t tell Dean soon she was going to burst. “I don’t know how to say it, I mean I had it all planned out, Joey and I went to the mall and everything but I’m just going to tell you; I’m pregnant, your going to be a daddy. I know we haven’t talked about it much and all but I guess we were more action than talk and well…we’re going to parents. So are you happy, please tell me you’re happy.”
Upon hearing nothing but silence Allison turned around to discover Dean was asleep in the chair.
“Well crap strike two,” she sighed disgusted. “I guess he’ll figure it out when he changes his first diaper.” She ate her dinner alone while Dean slept on, his exhaustion of the hunt dominating everything else. Then she gave him a look of contempt and stomped off to bed alone.
The next morning she woke up to an empty apartment and a note of apology and the promise of an attentive husband that evening. Allison sure hoped so because she was barely functioning as she hauled her secret around like a heavy burden. She made it home and decided to go back to plan A that Joey had devised for her. She tried to allow her frustration at Dean’s lack of interest to wash away; after all he had no idea of the news she was trying to share. But as he walked in the apartment she let it fly literally as the wrapped package she had been toying with flew from her hands and hit Dean in the chest.
“What’s this?” he asked surprised.
“It’s something I picked up at the mall this weekend while you were gone.”
“I’m sorry about that, but we got the shapeshifter,” Dean said hoping that would help his situation.
“That’s great hon, open the package.”
On Saturday with Joey urging her on they went to a store filled to the brim with tiny little outfits. They agreed to each pick something out and meet back and choose whichever one seemed right. Allison took forever and had planned on picking something in a neutral color but she kept drifting towards the boys area. She picked up several things but nothing seemed quite right until something caught her eye; it was a one piece undershirt with a car on the front and it was perfect. She grabbed one off the rack and went to find Joey.
“Look how cute this stuff is,” Joey blabbered. “I can’t wait until he’s born and you won’t have to buy a thing, I’ll go crazy in here.”
“He, you said he, do you think it’s going to be a boy?”
“Yeah for some reason I do, it just seems right.”
“Really, cause that’s what I think; look at this shirt how cute is it?”
“Very cute and it’s perfect,” Joey commented fawning over the tiny outfit.
And the perfect tiny outfit sailed across the room at the future father. Dean carefully unwrapped the shirt and held it up. “Very cool, but a bit small don’t you think?”
“Not for the person I bought it for,” Allison said frustrated.
“Who had a baby?” Dean asked oblivious to the message his wife was trying to get across.
Allison threw her head back and tried not to scream. Listen to me dear, somebody you know quite intimately is pregnant and will be having a baby in about 7 months,” Allison hinted.
“Really, I don’t know too many people. I can’t imagine who it could be,” Dean said looking unsure.
“Did you take a hit to the head on that last hunt?” Allison questioned.
“No why do you ask?” Dean said as his mind began to catch up with what Allison had been trying so desperately to get across to him. “Oh my God,” he exclaimed.
“Finally, good grief man I didn’t think you would ever get it,” Allison said finally relieved. “I’ve been trying to tell you since Friday.”
“Oh my God,” Dean repeated staring at the tiny little shirt. “I’m going to be a daddy and you a mommy. When?”
“Seven months, if I calculated correctly I am already two months along,” Allison explained as Dean walked over and placed his hand on her stomach and smiled. “I’m going to be a daddy,” he said grinning.
“Yes you are and you are going to be a great one, I just know it,” Allison said her smile just as wide
And so it was that 7 months later the tiny bundle who both Allison and Joey correctly predicted to be a boy was born with a flourish of black hair and loud cries. Little Braden John Winchester the spitting image of his father in looks and spirit had entered the world and in due time would leave his mark.