Until The End of Time
fanfic writer: MaximumKillshot
Warnings: OK this is what I call, SUPER FLUFF… It is semi lethal at times… I figured that a Monday needs a little !Pregnant ReaderX!Daddy Dean love.
A/N: This is a concept that I came up with months ago and then I had A brain storm a few days ago and this beautiful rainbow popped out! Posted this Monday by request of @kawaiilivkitty. Enjoy the fluff!!
It was dark in the bunker. At least in this part… Dean was sleeping comfortably in his room when he felt something that he hasn’t felt in a while. He didn’t feel your familiar warmth next to him. When Dean rolled out of bed he wondered if you had gone to the bathroom or something, then he heard a dull thumping sound.
When Dean looked at the clock it was 4:00am. Dean went to see what was wrong. He grabbed his gun and slowly opened the door, his wedding ring shining slightly in the dim light of the hall.
Dean went to the bathroom to see if you were there and you weren’t. Then he checked the kitchen and you weren’t there either. He started to hear the thumping louder and louder until he saw the light from the firing range on. And the thumping was no longer thumping, it was preceded by what sounded like a bone being gnawed and Then a loud thwack!. It was repeated a few times.
Dean cautiously approached the door and flung it open to find you drawing a bow with an arrow already loaded and then releasing it at the target with deadly percision, going directly through the head for the now joining the other arrows from your quiver in the target. “I was waiting for you to get up, I got out the 100lb for you, if you wanna join” you said with a smile as you grabbed your tummy wincing a bit.
“ what’s wrong, are you in pain, did your water break? Is the baby ok?” asked Dean, holstering his weapon and practically running toward you.
“Nothing, nothing, the baby’s been using me as a punching bag for the last two hours is all” you said laughing, earning another kick from the baby directly to your lung.
Where’s the hotspot now?“” asked Dean as he knelt down and kissed your belly. Ever since the 7 month mark this baby’s been kicking up a storm. Marry laughed when you told her because Dean used to do that to her all of the time. Any time of day, any day of the week.
“Well last kick landed to my left lung, the one before that was the liver, but tonight she’s been favoring the intestines and bladder, which is oh so fun” you said sarcastically as the baby gave you another one right to the lower intestine.
“She’s gonna come out with boxing gloves” he said laughing as he felt around your upper belly, feeling the baby kick yet again. “Man she’s hitting hard! You craving anything, need me to go out and get something for you?” said Dean to your belly. He then put his ear up to listen to the belly. You’re about to pop so you can sometimes hear the baby sloshing around in there and even see a foot or a hand through your tummy.
Then Dean looked up at you with his emerald green eyes and shruged and said “I’m getting nothing baby”.
You started laughing at how cute Dean turning into a dad turned out to be. He was enjoying every minute of it. Even the kicks to The back or stomach that the baby gives him through your belly while he’s sleeping.
“Hey babe are your feet hurting? Your legs are getting swollen” stated Dean as he looked concerned at your swollen bare feet. They had been like this for the past few weeks, anymore than 15 minutes on them and they turn into Macy’s Day Floats. Well at least that’s what people tell you, you haven’t been able to see the damn things since month 5. You can’t even shave anymore, Dean has to do it. Which he doesn’t mind because he still thinks your sexy, gorgeous, and a complete badass. While you think that you look like a beached beluga whale.
“Hun?” asked Dean, bringing you back to reality. “Hmm, what was that babe, sorry I just zoned a bit” you responded. “Do your feet hurt?, they’re really swollen” said Dean now lightly touching your right ankle, which is turning the ever terrifying reddish blue with blood rushing to it.
“ a bit I guess, I’ve been distracted by your daughters impersonation of Layla Ali" you said chuckling. “Well let’s sit you down, you’ve been up for 2 hours, you hungry baby?” said Dean as he took the bow out of your hand and grabbed the quiver. “ no not really, the baby’s kicking my intestines and it makes me wanna puke a bit..” you said, now realizing how bad your feet actually do hurt.
Dean had to help you down the hall and to the entertainment room. This pregnancy has been hard on you. For starters you didn’t stop puking until about two weeks ago. The doctor said was because you were full of extra hormones and that if your mom was the same way, it’s most likely hereditary.
As you sat on the couch, you felt the blood rushing back to your body and you let out an audible sigh. Dean then put out his arm so that you could lay on his chest and watch tv.
Dean had his hand laying on your belly monitoring the fully active baby in your womb and man was she kicking hard. It was to the point that you were wincing in pain so Dean got up and got you a pillow, then sat on the floor next to your belly and rolled your night shirt up so that your belly was exposed.
“Hey Jody, calm down baby girl, your giving your momma a lot of pain.” said Dean as he rubbed your belly. The baby kicked in return at exactly where Dean’s hand was, visibly lifting it. “I know your awake and I know that you want to come out to meet us but it’s gonna be a few more months, okay sweetheart?” Said Dean trying to sooth the baby as much as possible.The baby then reached out a hand just above Dean’s.
You looked at Dean, already being such a dad and semi-negotiating with his daughter to relax and you smiled.
Dean looked up to you and said “what?”
“Nothing, you are just already so good with her” you replied.
“ Well believe it or not, Sammy used to kick up a storm at night specifically. I remember seeing my dad trying to negotiate with Sam. It never worked but when I asked to try, Sammy always listened to me. I’d rub my mom’s belly and talk to him about all of the games we were going to play when he got old enough, how many adventures we were going to have, how no one could separate us and how I’ll always protect him… It was almost like he knew that we’d have only each other at one point so he trusted me only.” Said Dean as he looked at your belly and the still active baby. You could see a tiny bit of worry in his eyes.
You grabbed Dean’s hand reassuringly saying “Well now this time around it’s not just going to be you and the baby, alone. We are a team. She has her mommy, daddy, Uncle Sam, and Uncle Cas to protect her. And tons of other angels looking out for her like her Uncle Bobby, Uncle Rufus, Uncle Kevin. Never worry about her turning out with your responsibilities or with you turning into your dad, we have an army to make sure that doesn’t happen Dean”.
The baby started to kick harder again, almost signaling to change the topic and Dean smiled, “Why are you still kicking up a storm Jody?” said Dean as he rubbed your belly again.
“Dean she’s not gonna relax” you said as she kicked forcefully again and then Dean started to sing to her and you immediately realized the tune as you first dance as husband and wife with Dean, “Love Will Keep Us Alive” by The Eagles:
“I was standing
All alone against the world outside
You were searching
For a place to hide
Lost and lonely
Now you’ve given me the will to survive
When we’re hungry, love will keep us alive”
Then you began to feel the baby relax a bit, still kicking but not as hard.
“Don’t you worry
Sometimes you’ve just gotta let it ride
The world is changing
Right before your eyes
Now I’ve found you
There’s no more emptiness inside
When we’re hungry, love will keep us alive”
You started to tear up as he gently rubbed your belly, lulling the baby to sleep with his smooth and calming voice.
“I would die for you
Climb the highest mountain
Baby, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do”
Dean’s other hand came up and wiped away your tears.
“I was standing
All alone against the world outside
You were searching
For a place to hide
Lost and lonely
Now you’ve given me the will to survive
When we’re hungry, love will keep us alive
When we’re hungry, love will keep us alive
When we’re hungry, love will keep us alive”
By the end of the song the baby way quieted down and you were trying your hardest to not fully burst out into tears and Dean whispered, “What’s wrong baby?”
You replied with “I could never find a better song to describe you, Dean Winchester. I love you so much”
Dean kissed you on the forehead and said “and I love the both of you, with all of my heart until the end of time”.
When you made a move to get up Dean stopped you and said “Nope don’t do that, the baby will get up with the vibration of your feet hitting the floor, I got you”.
Dean then picked you up bridal style and brought you back to bed and as he got into bed you whispered, “How did you know to sing?, Sammy?”
Dean responded with “Nope, whenever you’re having a bad nightmare I sing to you to get you out of it. I figured what mommy likes, the baby’s gotta like too. If it’ll calm you, it’ll calm her”.
You then smiled up at your husband and he said “what?” with a little chuckle.
And you replied with, “I’m just wondering how I got so lucky”
“Funny, because that’s exactly what I think about you two everyday” Said Dean as he kissed you and guided you to your favorite spot to sleep, with your head resting right on his chest, where you can hear the heartbeat of the man that you love, and will continue to love until the end of time.
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