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Dream Come True

A/N: Here it is guys. An update to Once In A Lifetime!!! Please read that first or this will make no sense to you. I even linked it to make it easier, lol. I just couldn’t seem to let these three go so I wrote more…….AND a part 3 could be possible, if the reactions and feedback to this are favorable.

Summary: Six years after a chance encounter in her place of employment led Y/N to meet two of her favorite celebrities and they began a polygamous relationship. Let’s look in and see how their lives are going, shall we?

W/C: 9,941

Y/N: Your Name; Y/E/E: Your employment establishment

Warnings: smut, fluff, a tad bit more angst than last time, p in v, fingering, v on v, oral (both giving and receiving), dirty talk

Five years. 60 months. 1,825 days. Too many minutes and seconds to count. But still, it seems like time has flown by but yet crawled.

Five years ago, I was living in a small one bedroom apartment, driving a car that even on the good days was capricious and fickle, working a dead end job as a waitress in a no name restaurant in Austin, Texas. 

60 months (and a few days) my fruitless, lackluster life changed when two of the best looking people walked in and were seated in my section. After schooling my internal fangirl and doing my job, I was left with a substantial tip and a note on the table that would change my life forever.

Jared and Genevieve Padalecki,and their children, took me into their home, their lives and their hearts and never looked back. And life has been wonderful since!

Jared, Gen and I are a team as we navigate parenting our four children. Tom is now 14 years old and preparing for his first year of high school; Shep is almost 13 and takes after his dad in the pranking department; Odette is 9 and is a beauty just like her mother; Delaney is 3 years old and a total diva!

If she grew up to take in her parents’ footsteps and become an actress, she will have no problems at all! Day-day, as we all call her, knows how to push buttons and turn on the charm to get her way. 

A few months after Day-day was born, an era for Jared ended. After 15 years, he no longer had to film Supernatural, the show that brought him popularity and fame….and his wife.

With the finale of that chapter, life switched from Jared being gone to another country for  weeks at a time to him being home every day. But aside from allowing Jared to work closer to home and be with us, it took away the close bond he had created with Jensen. 

Jared had signed on to star in and produce the modern adaptation of Walker before Supernatural’s finale had aired and had hoped to bring Jensen on as director of some episodes and maybe a guest appearance or two, but when the pandemic hit the world and everyone was advised to isolate and quarantine in their own homes, those aspirations went down the drain.

I was the first to notice the distance between the Padalecki’s and Ackles’. I had been on the receiving end of some very condemning and reproachable looks from the Ackles’ matriarch but hadn’t paid much attention to it. To each their own, though. She never did seem to get used to the idea of Jared and Gen and me. She would make judgemental assertions toward me when my lovers were nowhere near to overhear.

But when I began to notice the lack of interest in keeping the friendship going from Jensen, I knew she had gotten to him. And when Jensen kept putting off coming to direct Jared and Gen on Walker it threw up warning signs. Then when the Ackles announced their plans for a prequel to Supernatural without even as much as mentioning it to Jared, that just solidified my fears. Their friendship was severed.

I comforted and soothed my lovers as they mourned the demise of it all. Soon after, they put their all into working to make Walker the next big thing on The CW and our lives went on.

After surviving not only the pandemic but the almost two year quarantine that it induced, we learned how to navigate the “new normal”, something none of us had ever had to face.

Once the vaccine for the virus was administered, the world could finally breathe again. Protocols and practices were established and obeyed and we could once again gather with those loved ones that we didn’t live with.

Jared and Jensen’s brotherhood was also re-established and it went back to the way it used to be, like nothing had ever happened. Now, the five of us often get together and hang out while the kids play.

Danneel also changed, for the better. She finally accepted me into the fray, apparently. She is friendly and welcoming to my daughter and I. She even calls herself Aunt D to Delaney. Finally, after five years, life is great again! 

Or so I thought.

“Mommy,” Day-day asks one night as I am bathing her. “Are you and my daddy in love?”

I smile down at my daughter, the apple of my eye, my pride and joy. “Yes, baby. Your daddy and I are very much in love. And that love created you, my sweet child.”

“Brandon at school says that when mommies and daddies are in love, they get married. Are you and daddy married?”

I am shocked at her inquiry. Not that it isn’t warranted, I just hadn’t expected such a question. How do you explain to a five-year-old that even though we love one another, her father is married to someone else. The same someone that I love also.

“No baby,” I say as I rinse her light chestnut hair. “Daddy is married to Momma G, you know that.”

“Are you and Momma G married?”

I huff a laugh at her question. “No baby. Momma G is married to daddy. Daddy and Momma G are married and your brothers and sister are a product of their love. But they also love me and with that love we created you. We all love you and your siblings equally.”

“But…” she begins and I cut her off.

“Baby, don’t you worry your pretty little head about adult stuff okay? Mommy and Daddy love each other and we love you too. And Momma G loves you. Your brothers and sister love you. We live in a house full of love, okay?”

“Okay, Mommy.”

Once she is bathed and dried off, I help her into her gown and we walk down the hall to her bedroom. Jared is there waiting to read her a bedtime story so I hand our daughter over and head to our bedroom to begin my own nightly routine.

Genevieve is slathering face cream on as I walk into the ensuite. She looks at me through the mirror and smiles.

“So,” she begins as I pull my hair back and up into a bun. “I just happened to overhear your and Day-day’s conversation during her bath.”

I sigh. “It’s so hard to explain it to her so that she understands. We have a very unconventional family.”

“Hey, hey! Back it up,” Gen says as she twists the cap on the toothpaste. “It might be unusual and bizarre and a bit eccentric but unconventional? There is nothing unconventional about any of us. Our relationship might be uncommon and unique but unconventional? No.”

“How do we explain to a child that her mommy and daddy love her and love each other but there is also daddy’s wife in the mix?” I ask as I start blotting my face with cream. “Daddy’s wife that we both love and adore and would be nothing without?”

“Flattery will get you everywhere,” she says with a smile before popping her toothbrush in her mouth. 

It is silent as she continues brushing her teeth and I massage the lotion onto my face. “I love what we have. I never in a million years dreamed that I would meet either one of you, much less be in a long-term relationship with both of you. It’s just so hard to describe it to a kid.”

Gen finishes brushing her teeth and turns to lean against the countertop. “You did though. Perfectly, I might add. But,” she pauses as she looks away and then back to me, “I think I know of a way that the next time the subject comes up, you can answer her honestly.”

“What are you talking about, Gen? I can’t be married to Jared. He kind of already has a wife. A hot, sexy as fuck, charming wife.”

“Like I said flattery will get you everywhere,” she says with a laugh. “But seriously, I have an idea.”

“What is it?” I ask as she pushes off the counter and walks toward the door. “Genevieve Padalecki, don’t leave me hanging!”

Her laughter dies out as she leaves the room. I shake my head and chuckle at her antics as I squeeze paste onto my toothbrush and finish getting ready for bed.

I turn the wheel into the entrance of FBBC with a smile on my face and butterflies in my stomach.

“Mommy, what’s that say?” Delaney asks, pointing at the large sign beside the driveway.

“Closed for private event,” I answer her.

“Cwosed? I thought I was going to play with JJ and the twins!” Delaney whined.

“You are, baby girl,” I soothe. “They’re gonna be here because their parents are. But first you have to do your very special, very important job, okay?”

Looking through the rear view mirror at my daughter, I see the little girl’s face light up. 

“Yea!” Delaney answers enthusiastically, dancing in her seat. “I get to wear a pretty dress and walk with Odie.”

Pulling up to the brewery, I shift the car into park. The only other vehicles in the lot are the Ackles’ and the Padalecki’s. 

“That’s right Day-day,” I respond. “Now let’s go inside and get ready.”

As I open the door to get out,  I can’t help but to reminisce how this all came about. How it all seems like a dream come true.

FLASHBACK

Gen was very hush-hush when I entered the bedroom after  I finished brushing my teeth. When I once again asked what idea she had, instead of answering she had pulled me on top of her on the bed and kissed the breath out of my lungs. 

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it,” she cooed. “It’s something I’ve considered for a while now but I just have to talk it over with Jare first. You do trust, me don’t you, sweetie?”

“Of course Mama,"I told her. "I trust you with my life. I love you.”

“I love you too. So fucking much.”

It was a week later that I found out what her idea was. The four Padalecki kids joined the Ackles’ on a day trip, leaving Jared, Gen and I home alone.

We were lounging in the bed after a sweaty, very passionate session of fucking. With the kids out of the house, the three of us christianed almost every inch of the place. 

I hadn’t had that many orgasms in years!

“Sweetie?” Gen asked breathlessly. 

I rolled my head to the side to see her flushed face as she laid on top of Jared, their bodies still connected as one.

“Marry us,” she says as she reached out to entwine her fingers with mine on my stomach.

“Yea okay,” I laughed, not taking her proposal seriously. 

“We’re not joking,” Jared chimes in, lifting his arm and inviting me to join their embrace. “We both love you so much. We want you to know we are in this for the long haul.  Come hell or high water. You are just as important to us as we are to each other. 

"Y/N Y/L/N, would you please do us the honor of being our wife?”

I couldn’t respond. Hell, I couldn’t get my brain to comprehend the words. Did Jared and Genevieve just fucking propose to me? It had to be hormones,  right?

We’d just had some of the greatest sex ever known so they were just feeling the influx of dopamine, right?

Besides, they can’t marry me; they’re already married. To each other! No minister in their right mind would agree to wed us. It was simply impossible.

“It’s simply impossible,” I said, looking at Jared “You’re already married.”

“And we want to marry you,” Gen says as she sits up. “It’s not impossible. Maybe not exactly legal but it’s not impossible.”

“How? What preacher would be crazy enough to marry us?” I ask, trying to get them to see that their idea is completely ludicrous. 

“Not a preacher,” Jared says as he hugs me to his side, Gen sitting up, his dick softening inside her. “Jensen.”

“What?!” I exclaim, taking my eyes off my girlfriend’s sexy body and looking up into my boyfriend’s hazel eyes. “How?”

“Jensen got ordained in order to marry Jeff and Hilary and that’s not a one-time thing,” Jared explained. “He is still ordained in the eyes of Texas law. He can officiate our ceremony.”

Once again, I am stunned into silence. They had really put some thought into this. It wasn’t just a whim. They were honest-to-god genuine!

“You want to marry me?” I asked, still unsure. “Both of you?”

A “fuck yea” and a “hell yes” came from Jared and Genevieve simultaneously.

“Well then,” I said, as I sat up on my knees next to them. “I guess we’re getting married!”

END FLASHBACK

The front door of the brewery opens as Delaney and I approach it. Danneel is standing there with a smile on her face.

“It’s the big day, Y/N,” she announced. “Are you nervous? Excited?”

Once the news of our engagement was announced to them and we asked Jensen to officiate our nuptials, Danneel had changed.

She finally admitted that our relationship weirded her out at first and she was afraid I was just in it for some juicy gossip and a big payout but after almost five years she realized that I am not after anything other than the love of her two best friends.

She apologized profusely and begged for forgiveness and after hugging it out she began calling me a friend.

“To be honest, yes and no.” I answer her. “I’m not nervous about marrying them at all. Hell, I’m excited to finally be able to call them mine and it mean something.  I’m just worried that somethings going to happen and the wedding will be cancelled.”

Dee puts her arm around my shoulders as we walk through the tasting room. “Sweetie, you have absolutely nothing to worry about. It’s all going to go off without a hitch. Okay, wait. That’s not the correct wording. You are going to be hitched. It’s going to go smoothly and be perfect. Yea, that’s better.”

I laugh at her as she shows me to the office where my dress, along with Delaney’s are hanging, still in the bags.

“Do you need help?”

“Could you possibly wrangle Day-day to get dressed?” I ask as I take in the moment. In just a few minutes, I will be sliding into a wedding dress and preparing to walk out of here to get married. To wed, not only Jared but Genevieve too.

How is this my life? 

“We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Jared, Gen and Y/N. The love between them is encompassing, all-consuming and palpable. I’ve known Jared for going on 30 years. Gen for almost 20 years and Y/N for 5.  And I have never seen any other people as in love and devoted to one another as they are,” Jensen says as we stand in front of him in the taproom; Jared on his left, Gen on his right and I in the middle.

“Do you, Jared Tristan Padalecki, take Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N as your wedded wife? To have and to hold, to honor and cherish, through good times and bad. For richer or poorer. Til death do you part.”

“Absolutely,” Jared says with a nod.

“Do you, Genevieve Nicole Padalecki, take  Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N to be your wedded wife? To have and to hold, to honor and cherish, through good times and bad. For richer or poorer. Til death do you part.”

“I do.”

Jensen looks right at me.  “Do you, Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, take Jared as your husband and Genevieve as your wife to have and to hold, to honor and cherish, through good times and bad. For richer or poorer. Til death do you part.”

“Yes,” I answer, resolutely. 

“By the power vested in me under Texas law, I proudly announce you husband and wife and wife.  You may now kiss the brides.”

Jared turns me and pulls me to him. He looks into my eyes as he lowers his head. “Congratulations Mrs. Padalecki,” he whispers and then kisses me with all the love and affection he can muster. 

As we part, I hear Genevieve as she grabs my free hand. “My turn.”

I spin around and smile at her as she cups my cheeks in her hands. “You are my wife now, baby.” I nod and our lips meet in a just as fervent, just as intense kiss.

When we step away, we turn to our family and friends, our kids and the Ackles. Jared takes my left hand as Gen takes my right and we march down the makeshift aisle as the song, “A Thousand Years” by Christina Perri, plays over Dee’s phone.

“Mama Y/N, you look beautiful,” Shep says as he walks up to me after the ceremony.

“Aw, thank you son,” I say with a smile. “You’re quite handsome in that suit and tie.”

The 12-year-old blushes as he rubs the back of his neck, a move I know he gets from his father when flustered.

“Mom said I had to dress up.”

“Well, thank you Shep. I appreciate it.”

The rest of the kids file along,  congratulating us and wishes us the best with Jensen and Danneel bringing up the rear.

“And here I thought officiating Jeffrey’s wedding was bizarre.  This one takes the cake,” Jensen jokes as he hugs Jared with a pat on the back. “Congratulations man.”

“Thanks,” Jared says, mimicking Shep’s previous move.

“Speaking of cake,” Dee speaks up. “Let’s go to the kitchen. I have a surprise for you.”

I walk arm in arm with my spouses toward the kitchen. Inside, there is a large two-layer cake with the customary bride and groom figurines on top. Except our cake has an extra bride on it.

“So, they don’t make cake toppers with 2 brides so I got a couple of them and broke the second one in half,” Dee explains with a chuckle. “It’s the best I could do.”

“It’s perfect,” Gen says as she leans over and hugs her friend. “Thank you. ”

The twelve of us all enjoy eating cake and hanging out in the kitchen of the brewery. Of course Jared and Jensen imbibe in some of the house beverages and Gen joins in.

After cleaning up, Jensen and Dee shoos us out and sends us off to begin our honeymoon, which is just a night in a local inn and resort, kid-free.

“Holy fuck!” Jared exclaims loudly. “Your pussy is squeezing my dick like a vice.”

I smile against my wife’s cunt as she grinds down on my face. 

“Shit, she’s eating me like a starved woman,” Gen says with a moan. 

I wrap my arms around her thighs and pull her down on me as Jared thrusts into me with zeal. I can feel another orgasm bearing down but I’ve made a pact with myself to hold off until Genevieve cums on my mouth.

I’ve already had one while she ate me out as I sucked Jared’s cock and another as I watched them fuck while they uttered the debauchery they planned for the three of us.

“Shit! Shit! Fucking shiiiiiit!” Gen screamed as her whole body tensed and her juices sleuths out of her body onto my tongue and lips. “Oh God! I don’t think I have anything left in me, ” she breathes out as she slumps to the side. 

I continue to lick up every drop she’d given me and then kiss her inner thigh. “So it was good?” I ask with a chuckle.

“The best,” Gen tells me as she crawls off and lays down beside me. “But I’m going to have to tap out for a bit. I’m done for.”

I turn my attention to my husband now that she isn’t obscuring my view. Jared has leaned forward on his palms and is looking down at our bodies where we are connected.

I glance down as he rams his whole dick into my body, my pussy stretching to accommodate his girth.

“Husband?” I call to get his attention and Jared raises his eyes and meets mine. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

He huffs out a laugh and then goes at it. The pace and austerity of his hips as he fucks into me is supernatural! As many times as I’ve been with Jared, I have never witnessed or felt the momentum and velocity that has taken over him.

My insides tighten and constrict and I yell out their names as I cum, squirting all over Jared’s groin, the wetness making his movements audible as his thighs ram into mine.

Jared bites his bottom lip and closes his eyes as he thrusts into my body fully and stills. I can feel the throb of his dick as his release shoots out of him and fills me.

“Holy shit! Fuck! I think I’ve died, ” he says as he falls onto me, our bodies sticky and sweaty. 

“God damn I love you Y/N,” he huffs into my ear as he tries to catch his breath. He turns his head as I hear him proclaim the same to Gen. “I love you both. So fucking much.”

The shower isn’t big enough for the three of us so we decided to go solo. Or at least that was the plan but as Gen is taking the first one, I can’t help but to step in behind her and admire her sexy body, wet and soapy as she washes.

“You need help?” I ask as she turns around and spots me. 

“You’ll just get me all hot and bothered,” she retorts as she runs the frothy washcloth over her breasts.

“So? I don’t see the problem,” I say, stepping forward and cupping her mound.  “I’ll clean you.” My middle finger slides along her slit as she throws her head back.

“You’re insatiable,” she says as her feet steps apart, opening her legs. 

“I got a gorgeous wife with a body to die for. Do you blame me?”

My fingers broach her slit and I find her clit, swollen and pulsing. I gently massage it as I claim her mouth, my other hand holding the back of her head.

Gen moans into my mouth and I take the opportunity to slide my tongue inside. We kiss until the need for breathe is urgent.

“I have an equally hot wife, you know, ” she tells me as she wraps her arms around my neck. “Where’s Jare?”

“In the other room, waiting for his turn. We both plan on fucking you in the shower.  I just won the coin toss to go first.”

“Lucky me!” she says with a smile. Her half-lidded eyes open wide as I enter her pussy with two fingers, my thumb pressing against her clit.

“I’m going to make you cum on my fingers then Jared’s gonna bend you over and make you cum on his dick.”

Gen’s eye roll back as I begin pumping into her, scissoring my fingers. 

“Come on, Mama. Give it to me. Cum on my fingers. I know you can,” I coo as I kiss her lips, her cheek, her neck and shoulder. “This pussy loves being fingers doesn’t it? I can feel it vibrating.  Cum, baby. Cum for me.”

Gen’s arm shoot out to the sides and her palms slap the shower tiles as I feel her body release and her juices mix with the water.

“That’s it. That’s what I wanted.  You’re ready for that big dick now.”

I step out of the shower and open the bathroom door. “She’s ready for you Jare.”

I smile as I wrap a towel around my body and step out of the room as I hear Jared begin fucking our wife.

Life is splendid.

Nothing really changed after our wedding. The only difference is the huge diamond ring and band set that Jared and Genevieve surprised me with the morning after our wedding.

It is a large 14 karat diamond ring with a matching rose gold band. I wear it with pride and exuberance. I have often caught myself admiring it, holding my hand up and just marveling at the beauty, the extravagance.

I never in a million years dreamed I would possess something so beautiful, so glamorous and something that held so much meaning. The love and devotion I feel for my spouses, and they for me, when I look at it is embodied in that one piece of jewelry. 

I am admiring the sparkle of the diamond in the sun when the vehicle behind me lays on its horn. I am shaken out of my reverence to look up and see the light had turned green.

What I didn’t see was the truck that had decided to ignore his red light and come barreling through the intersection.

The last thing I saw was the diamond on my finger as my hand flew off the wheel before everything went black.

The first thing I comprehend is pain. My whole body is aching and my head is thumping! Where am I? What happened? 

“Ma'am? Ma'am, can you hear me?”

Who is that? Why are they yelling at me?

I open my eyes to see a man looking at me through the windshield of my car, or well where the windshield should be. Instead it is open with jagged shards of glass at the edges.

“Ma'am? Help is on the way. Don’t move!" 

I nod my head in understanding and have to squeeze my eyes shut due to the pain. Fuck, it hurts!

"What hurts?”

I squint as I look at the man again.

“Every fucking thing!” I seethe. 

Sirens rapidly approach and the shrill sound does nothing to help my head.

“Hey. Hey. She’s awake but in a lot of pain. Oh God. I never saw her. I never saw her.”

I hear another voice trying to calm the stranger down as I hear movement around me.

“Miss? Miss? Hey, hi. I’m Michelle.  I’m here to help you. Can you tell me your name?”

“Uhhh,” I respond as I try to think. My name. What is my name? Who am I? “I don’t know?”

“Okay. That’s fine,” Michellr says as she looks over her shoulder. “My partner is going to look in your purse, is that okay? You i.d. should be in there,  right?”

I try to nod but cry out instead. “Fuuuck!”

“It’s okay,” Michelle assures. “You took a pretty good hit to the head in the accident.  I’m sure you’ll remember shortly.”

I hear voices but can’t make out what they’re saying before Michelle speaks again. “Okay, your name is Y/N Y/L/N. Does that sound familiar? 

"Not really,” I answer, honestly. And it’s the truth. That name sort of rings a bell but is it mine? Or is it someone else? A name I’ve only heard before but don’t own.

It’s silly, not knowing your own name. It is what society calls you, what you are known by. And to not be able to remember it, well that’s just absurd!

“Y/N, we are going to get you out of here and take you to the hospital. Can you think of anyone we could call to let them know?”

“No,” I say as I begin to sob. Am I all alone in this world? Is there anyone out there that loves me and cares enough to wonder where I am, if I’m alright?

The ride in the ambulance is a blur of activity; from the EMT inserting a needle into my arm and hooking it to a tube to shining a light into my eyes.

The hospital is no different. I am poked and prodded and asked numerous questions, most I don’t have answers for.

After an extensive workup and a line of testing, the doctor comes in, in her white lab coat and stethoscope around her neck.

“Hello,  Ms. Y/L/N. I’m Dr. Cobb. I’ve reviewed your chart. You have a broken ankle, a large contusion over much of your left side and a concussion.  That is, we’re hoping, the cause of your amnesia. We’re hoping with a couple days of rest along with an analgesic that you’ll make a full recovery. 

"Of course, you’ll have a cast on the ankle to mend the broken bone and you’ll be sore from the impact but you’re going to live.”

She smiles at me before jotting down something on my chart.  A nurse comes into the room with a syringe in his hand.

“We’ll gonna give you a very low dose painkiller since you are pregnant. If it seems to help, we can-”

“Wait, what?” I cut her off. “‘I’m pregnant?”

“Oh,” she says, looking stunned. “I didn’t realize you might not remember. You are 6 weeks pregnant.”

My mind was spinning. I am pregnant! That means there is someone out there that cares and is probably wondering where I am. Someone who possibly even loves me.

I close my eyes as I try to recollect. Suddenly it all comes back. My family. Jared and Gen. Tom, Shep, Odette and Delaney. 

Oh my God! Delaney! My baby girl. I was on my way to pick her up when I was hit. 

“Oh God! I was going to pick my daughter up from school. She’s probably worried sick!” I exclaim as I sit up. The movement makes me dizzy but I ignore it. I’ve got to go.

“We can’t let you leave,” the doctor says as she steps forward. “Is there anyone we could call and tell them you’re unable to pick her up?”

“Yes,” I tell her. “Call my husband, her father. Jared Padalecki.”

The nurse and the doctor look at one another and laugh.  

“Miss Y/L/N, are you feeling okay? What year is it? Who’s the President?”

“What? What are you talking about? My memory is intact. The year is 2025. The president is Delilah Samson, the first female president for the United States.”

“Okay, you have those correct but you must be delusional.  You are not married to Jared Padalecki.”

“Yes I am! Call him! His number is 555-341-6728.”

The doctor jots down the digits and pulls out her cell. I watch as she dials and lifts the phone to her ear.

“Hi. My name is Noel Cobb. I’m a doctor here at Austin Memorial.  Is this Jared Padalecki?”

I can tell by the stunned expression on her face that she wasn’t expecting to be speaking to a local celebrity, a well-known actor.

“I have Ms. Y/N Y/L/N in my care. She’s been in a vehicle accident. She’s fine, a broken ankle and–” she pauses and I can hear the timbre of Jared’s voice.  “Yes. Hold on.”

Dr. Cobb hands me her cell and I immediately take it and put it up to my ear.

“Jare?”

“Oh my God. Baby, are you okay? Is Day-day with you?”

“I’m fine, just sore,” I tell him. “I hadn’t gotten to her yet. Someone needs to go pick her up before she gets scared because I’m not there.”

I listen as Jared tells Gen what happened and asks her to go pick up our daughter. 

“Gen is going to pick up Delaney.  I’m coming to you.”

“Okay,” I sigh in relief. But now that I know my daughter is going to be taken care of, the enormity of the situation takes over.

Not only had I told my doctor and a nurse that I was married to Jared but he was coming here.  The tabloids would have a field day!

We had kept the news of our marriage out of the papers and tabloids so far. Yes,  it was known that the three of us were in a relationship but after so many years since we had announced it  the world seemed to have let it go and the news had died down. 

Now, everyone was about to find out that we had gotten married. Maybe it wasn’t legal, maybe it was forbidden but to our family my marriage to them was as real as their marriage to each other.

“Jare, what about-”

“I don’t care about that. Let people talk. Let them draw their own conclusions. My wife has been in an accident and is in the hospital. I’ll be damned if I let the worry of what people think stop me from being by her side.”

“Okay,” I smile. “I’m in room-” I pause to look at the doctor, silently requesting the room number.

“405.”

“-405. I’ll see you when you get here. I love you.”

“I love you too Y/N. Be there soon.”

I hang up the phone and hand it back to the doctor before laying back in bed.

I can rest now, knowing my daughter is taken care of and my husband is on his way.

Once Gen has the nanny come over to watch the kids, she rushes to the hospital herself. She bolts through the door and hurries to the bed.

“Oh baby. You scared me!” she says as she grabs my hand. “Are you okay?”

“Yea, I’ll be fine. I have a broken ankle and my whole body aches. I had amnesia for a little bit. Couldn’t remember who I was but that came back and-” I stop as something comes back to me.

“Oh my God! I forgot! Right before my memory returned, the doctor told me……I’m pregnant, guys.”

The excitement and delight is evident in the room as they both bombard me with hugs and kisses. 

“Guys,” I cringe. “I’m as happy as you are but you’re killing me here. My whole left side is nothing, but one big bruise.”

“Oh God. I’m sorry,” Gen exclaims as she pulls away. “I’m just so happy! I love you so much.  And I love this baby.” She places her hand on my stomach.

“How far along are you?”

“6 weeks, give or take a day.”

Gen gets a look on her face that I can tell she is going to come to the same conclusion I have. 

“That means-”

I nod my head. “Our honeymoon. We made another baby on our honeymoon”

“Holy shit!” Jared utters. “That was some great sex, that’s for sure.”

Gen and I laugh as we nod in agreement. 

“Great sex and some awesome baby-making apparently.”

I am released from the hospital, with instructions to take it easy and stay off my foot until I can see the orthopedics and get a hard cast put on my ankle.

Jared carries me bridal style out of the hospital and sits me in the front seat of Gen’s SUV.

“I’m right behind you.”

As Gen drives toward the house, she reaches over and grabs my hand out of my lap.

“Are you sure you’re okay sweetie?”

“Yes, my love, I am. I promise. I’m just kind of reeling from it all. I was admiring my ring in the sunlight when a car behind me beeped, prompting me to proceed through because the light had turned. 

"What if the accident had caused me to miscarry? To lose the baby we didn’t even know about yet? And how had I not figured it out, that I was pregnant. With Delaney, I was pretty sure as soon as I was late. And now I hadn’t even realized I was late!”

“I’m so glad you didn’t lose our little bug. He or she was created out of love and will be loved immensely and exceedingly. I’m beyond relieved that you are both okay. I love you so much Y/N. I can’t imagine life without you. I don’t want to.”

“I love you too, Mama.”

“Oh don’t start,” Gen chastised with a giggle. “There will be none of that until you get a clean bill of health.”

I huff and sit back in my seat. No, I am not really in the mood for sex but it didn’t mean that I can’t think about it. After all, that’s how this all began.

A night of awesome, passionate, lewd sex with two of the sexiest people in Texas. One night so many years ago that led me to not one but two of the loves of my life, a marriage and now two kids.

Somebody pinch me because I have to be dreaming. 

The four kids all come running as we walk in the door and Jared plays interference as Gen helps me to the sofa.

“Mommy!” Day-day cries as she reaches toward me. Jared picks her up and whispers in her ear, earning him a nod before he sits her on her feet and she makes her way to my thankfully good side. “You’re hurted?”

“Yea but I’ll be okay. Just gotta be easy. I’m very sore.”

“Also, ” Gen says as she joins Delaney beside me. “You have to be careful with Mommy because she’s going to have a baby.”

Delaney’s eyes widen and she looks from me to Gen and back to me. “Really?!”

“Yea, you’re going to be a big sister.”

“Yay!”

The kids are put to bed by Jared and Gen while I sit on the couch and listen.

“I hope you are as easy a baby as your big sister,” I whisper to my stomach. Please don’t be the problem child. Both your brothers and sisters are such good kids and well-mannered. I don’t know if I could handle one that is a handful.“

"You know you won’t be doing it alone sweetie,” Gen says as she joins me. “I’m not going anywhere and neither is Jared. We love this little one as much as we love Day-day. This baby-” she lays her hand on top of mine on my stomach. “-is as much mine as Tom, Shep and Odette are yours."  

I perch my temple against her shoulder. "Thank you,” I whisper, sincerely.

“For what, sweetie?”

“For loving me. For loving our children. I could have never dreamed this would be my life. I was-am-a nobody and you found me and took me in. For that, I will be eternally grateful.”

“Stop that talk right now,” Gen says as she presses a kiss to the crown of my head. “You are not nor have you ever been a nobody. You are my wife. My gorgeous, kind, good-natured wife. You are sexy, hot as hell, and loving. We love you for all that but we love you for you. 

"Like I said, you are not alone, and you never will be. Jared and I are in this for the long haul. Hell, you may be the one who leaves us,” Gen finishes with a chuckle.

I lift my head and look into her beautiful face, her features dainty but full of fondness. “Never. You are stuck with me,  both of you.”

“That’s my girl,” Gen says with a smile before pulling me into a passionate and sensual kiss. We hear movement across the room but neither of us pull away. That is until the sound of a throat being cleared bellows through the room.

Gen and I both look at our husband with apology. 

“Let’s get to bed,” he says as he strolls into the room and picks me up, carrying me once again. “And no funny business. You are injured.”

Navigation with a cast on my foot was nearly impossible. My balance is off, the stupid thing is heavy and there is no way I could be intimate with my spouses. 

The last one really puts a damper on my mood, seeing as my pregnancy had me feeling amorous and affectionate. I just need a good orgasm or twenty! Ones that aren’t self-induced. 

Jared and Gen tries to accommodate by having sex beside me, letting me watch and articulating what erotic things they plan to do to me once I am healed but it doesn’t help. 

I want to be filled by dick, not my fingers! The loss of coitus is turning me into a bitch, often taking my frustrations out on one or both of them.

Today, though, my frustrations take a backseat as the ob/gyn drops a bomb on us; one that none of us seen coming.

I lay back with my shirt tucked under my boobs and my growing belly bare. It seems bigger than with Delaney at this stage. I was almost 6 months along with our daughter before I began showing but with this one, my belly seemed to grow overnight. 

I am now almost 12 weeks, 3 months,  pregnant and it cannot be hidden. Anyone can tell I am pregnant.

The nurse is spreading that fucking cold, blue gel around my protruding belly as Jared, Gen and I look at the screen to see our child.

“There you are,” the nurse says. “Heartbeat looks good, in the mid 140s. A perfect number for a 3 month fetus. Now let’s see if we can get a measurement.”

She turns the ultrasound wand and begins to move in the opposite direction.  “Well, hello there." 

The shock in her voice is evident and it makes me panic. "What?! What is it? What’s wrong with the baby?”

I look over at my spouses but their eyes are glued to the monitor, the same look of alarm on their faces.

“Oh! No, I’m sorry,” the nurse says, a smile on her lips. “There is absolutely nothing wrong. I just found something that isn’t in your chart.”

“What is it?”

“Baby has a wombmate.”

“Wha-” I begin but Gen interrupts.

“Twins?!”

“Baby #2 was hiding behind its sibling,” the nurse explains as she maneuvers the wand. “Looks just as healthy.  Same heart rate.”

That would explain the larger girth.  I am not carrying one baby, but two. Oh my fucking God! I’m pregnant with two babies! 

How will Jared and Gen take this news? We already have four kids; now we are going to be a family of nine? We hadn’t considered this possibility.

I look to them to see my answer. It is written all over their faces. And apparently streaming down my wife’s cheeks.  They are ecstatic. Their smiles light up the whole room; their eyes, though on the screen,  are full of joy and elation.

This is a good thing. This news is welcome and accepted.

I can’t take my eyes off the printout in my lap the whole way home. I pick it up with my right hand as Jared is holding left, our fingers intoned, as he drives us home.

Gen leans forward from the backseat and places hers on top of ours.

“We’re having twins!” she proclaims. 

“We are,” Jared says matter-of-factly.  

“Yup,” I say, my lips popping the last letter.

“Are you not happy?” Gen asks.

I consider her question before answering.  Am I happy? Absolutely. These babies were made out of love between their parents. But there is one thing that terrifies me. It might seem stupid to se but right now it was a leech on my mind. 

“I am,” I tell them. “I am excited to be carrying our babies. Babies I know are already loved and adored. But….oh never mind, it’s stupid.” I say, laughing at myself.

“What is it darling?” Jared asks as he squeezes my hand. “You can tell us.”

“I gotta push two watermelons out of a hole the size of a strawberry?!!! Fuck!”

They both laugh, their whole bodies shaking from it.

“If anyone can do it, it’s our fearless, strong, and loving wife, ” Gen says. “Baby you got nothing to worry about. You can do it. I know you can. Maybe you can talk to Dee. She did it.”

“Yea,” I sigh breathlessly. “I’ll call her in a couple of days, once the news settles.”

Jared pulls into the drive and rolls down his window to punch the code into the gate.

“Gen’s right,” he says as he looks over at me. “You got this.”

“Thanks babe,” I say, feeling a slight bit better. “Both of you. Now, how’re we gonna tell the kids?”

The kids took the news of twins better than expected. Tom was nonchalant about it, being a pre-teen. Shep was curious how two babies had enough room in my belly, but Odette and Delaney were  ecstatic. At 5 and 8 years, all they heard was they would each get a baby to take care of. It was endearing and heart-warming. 

By the time my ankle is healed and the cast is removed, I am as big as a house. I can’t even see my feet to tell that one was no longer encased in plaster, making walking a feat upon itself. 

The one thing I have looked forward to with the removal of the hard footwear is nonsensical. Making love to my husband and wife seems out of the question.

We make out constantly but as soon as I am on my back, one of the twins will settle on my bladder. It is ridiculous and frustrating! I just want to fuck my gorgeous  wife and handsome husband. 

I voice my frustrations to Dee during lunch, while the kids are off playing in another room. 

“I just miss sex so fucking much,” I grumble. “I need to have a non self-guided orgasm. Is that too much to ask?”

“Honey, no. It is not. Will they not-,” she asks, waving a hand through the air.. “Sorry, none of my business.”

“It’s okay,” I tell her, chuckling. “I brought it up. We make out and we touch and kiss but as soon as I’m on my back, one of these-” I point to my huge belly. “-makes my bladder hurt.”

“Okay, so don’t lay down. Have you tried, I can’t believe I’m saying this, riding Jared? Be on top. That’s what Jay and I did.”

“But that leaves Gen out. And we don’t do that.”

“Okay. Well both of you on top then,” she laughs. “I can’t believe I’m giving advice to you about how to fuck my friends. Oh my God!”

I join her, laughing until I feel that all-too-well known pressure.

“Shit. I gotta pee, again!”

That night,  after the kids are bedded down, I put my plan into action. Jared and Gen walk into the room to find me sitting on the edge of the bed in absolutely nothing.

“Hmmm, I like that look on you,” Jared says as he approaches me and pulls me to my feet, claiming my mouth.

I feel Gen’s presence beside us and pull away to see she has stripped and is now as bare as I am. 

“That’s what I like to see,” I say as I eye her top to bottom. “Now let’s unleash the beast.”

I unbuckle Jared’s belt and loosen his button as Gen pulls the zipper down. Using one hand each, we remove his jeans, pushing them down his legs, along with his boxers.

Jared rips his t-shirt over his head and tosses it across the room. When he looks down, both Gen and I are on our knees making out with each other and his growing dick.

“Fuck!” He exclaims as he palms the back of our heads.

When he is at full attention, I hold him at the base as Gen swallows him down, the glug-glug sound of her swallowing around his length making me wetter.

I look up at my husband and smile. “I’m going to ride your cock while our sexy wife rides your face.”

“Then get to riding, ladies,” he pulls out of Gen mouth and my grip to flop back on the bed, his arms crossed behind his head.

Gen climbs onto the mattress and settles herself on her knees beside his arm. “I wanna watch you take him in. It’s a sight I love.”

I clamber up out of the floor, using the bed for leverage and then ascend the bed, cautiously throwing a leg over Jared.

“I can’t see to put it in,” I huff what could only be described as a laugh of irritation.

I stand on my knees as Jared grabs himself and notches the tip at my entrance. As slow as I can in my eagerness, I begin lowering myself, feeling my walls stretch to accommodate the intrusion.

“Damn, I’ve missed this,” I say as I get him inside me. “God, you feel good. Now, ride his mouth Mama.”

Gen nods and smiles at me brightly before hovering over Jared’s head. He pulls her down onto him and I can hear and feel the moan he lets out.

I begin sliding along his length, lifting my pelvis and bouncing on his dick. It feels magnificent. It has been ages since I have felt more than fingers inside me and I can already tell my first orgasm is going to be quick. 

I reach up and tangle my fingers into Gen’s hair, pulling her upper body back toward me. She turns her head and we lock lips, our tongues sliding along one another as she writhes on Jared’s tongue and I grind on his cock.

The coil inside me bursts and I whimper into her mouth as my juices gushes out around Jared and pools on his groin.

What surprises me though is when Jared lefts his hips off the bed and stills, moaning against Gen’s pussy as he throbs and releases inside me.

“Your turn Mama,” I say against her lips. “Cum on Daddy’s face. Let him taste those sweet juices." 

I grab her hips and assist her in undulating against Jared as he continues to lick and suck until she begins crying out that she’s close.

I reach around and flick her throbbing clit and she throws her head back against my shoulder as I feel her spew out, her breathing labored.

"That was incredible,” I breathe out as I kiss along her shoulder. “Thank you.”

Jared laughs as he slides up from under the brunette. “You’re thanking us? For phenomenal sex? We should be thanking you. It was your idea,” he licks his lips, smacking them together and I realize he is still relishing the sweet tang of Gen’s orgasm.

“We make a good team,” I say as I unmount Jared and lay on his left side. “The three of us. Well four if you count that I got the idea from Dee.” I snicker as my husband and wife look at me, stunned and in disbelief.

In the months after that, our sex life returns to being as recurrent and passionate as before the accident. We each research different positions that would be beneficial yet safe for me as I seem to be growing larger every hour.

Doggy-style is, as always, my favorite; it becomes even more so when I’m bent over the bed while Jared fucks into me and Gen is laid out liike a feast before me. I’ll never tire of eating her sweet snatch and drinking down her zesty juices. 

During my 7 month we have a bit of a scare, though. I find blood in my pee and on my panties while using the bathroom. My body goes ice cold and my mind is frozen. What is happening? Am I having a miscarriage? Are the babies okay?

I hurry and clean up before rushing out of the bedroom and to the kitchen where I know my family, especially my spouses, are.

“There’s something wrong,” I spit out, not caring that our children are right there. “I’m bleeding!”

Jared jumps into action and comes to console me while Gen calls the doctor. I hadn’t even realized that tears are streaming down my face and I am sobbing. 

“Shh,” Jared cajoles. “I’m sure it’s nothing. We probably just…..ahem, too hard or something.”

I look up at him in confusion and he nods his head to the kids. It dawns on me then. We had had sex last night and it had gotten pretty rough, as I had begged him for. I calm down a bit as I realize he is probably right.

“Okay, see you soon,” Gen says before hanging up the phone. “Dr. Forrest will see us this afternoon. She says it’s common but she just wants to check.”

Jared takes the kids to school and once they are gone, Gen pulls me into an embrace.

“Sweetie,” she coos. “Don’t worry. I’m sure everything is okay. Have you been having any pain?”

“Not really. A few times I thought I was feeling contractions but then I realized it was just either Haven or Oakley kicking.”

Gen bends down and places her lips against my stomach, kissing each side. “You two better be good in there. You’re hurting your Mommy. And Mama Gen ain’t about to have it.”

I laugh as she stands up and looks me in the eye with a lifted brow. “I set them straight.”

The doctor asks very personal and embarrassing questions about our lives and bedroom antics. I blush as I tell her that just the night before it had gotten pretty arduous. She nodded and hummed as she began checking down “there”.

“Okay, I see the issue.”

“What is it?” Jared asks as he holds me hand.

“Well Mr. Padalecki,” the doctor addresses. “It seems as though the encounter last night tore the mucus plug.”

“What? I’m not in labor, right? That’s what happens when your water breaks, you’re in labor. I’m not even feeling them kick anymore. I have no pain. I can’t be in labor, it’s too soon!”

“Not Y/N, you’re not in labor. The tear in the mucus plug is leaking some amniotic fluid. It doesn’t seem to be much but just as a precaution, I’m going to prescribe bed rest for the remaining weeks of pregnancy. You can get up to go to the bathroom and come in for your weekly checkups but other than that, take it easy.

“Oh, and ahem…..I’m sorry but no more sex.” She looks at me and then Jared, her eyes scanning up and down his tall, lanky body and then back to me. “As tempting as I’m sure it is, we can’t risk infection or more complications.”

The last 12 weeks of my pregnancy goes by slowly. And we are all irritable more than we are amicable.  The tension is glaringly obvious.

Once we informed Gen of the doctor’s warning of no sex, it was decided that if I couldn’t participate, then no one was fucking. 

It was fine at first. I was too tired to be lascivious and my moods would change in an instant. I went from happy and carefree to crying and miserable. It was downright irritating.

On the morning of my 36th week, I woke to find Jared and Gen in bed beside me, kissing fervidly. It pissed me the fuck off!

“I thought we agreed no sex until after that babies come!” I spit out as I push the sheet off my body and try to roll out of bed. “I’ll just go downstairs and yall can fuck like rabbits. I can tell when I’m no longer wanted and desired. I mean, I am three times the size I was when we met!”

By this time, I am up and grabbing my robe to throw around my body. “You could’ve just told me, you know. Instead of smeaking around behind my back." 

I start toward the door as Gen calls for me. I grab the handle and turn it before speaking. "Leave me alone.  I don’t want to hear some lame excuse!”

I storm out the door and about to start down the stairs when it hits me. I just got pissed and went off on my husband and wife because they were kissing.  God, I need to calm down!

Three steps down, my hand grips the rail as I double over in pain, calling out for my spouses.

I knew what was happening and I wanted them, needed them.

“Jare! Gen!”

They come running out of the bedroom and rushed to my sides. 

“We’re here baby,” Gen assures. “We’re here. Is it time?”

“I think so,” I say, my breathing labored.

They help me to the bottom floor and over to the sofa before they run back upstairs to get dressed to head to the hospital.

“Okay. Yea okay,” Gen says into her phone as she comes downstairs with one of Jared’s tee’s and a pair of sweatpants. “As soon as you get here. Okay. See you soon.”

She helps me out of my robe and gown and into the clothes she brought.

“Dee is on her way to pick up the kids.  She’ll be here in five. How are the contractions?”

“Bearable.”

“I love you so much, Y/N. We’ll be right by your side the whole time okay?”

I nod as Jared comes down the stairs with my hospital bag before going to rouse the kids and get them ready.

Not long after, Dee shows up and takes the 4 Padalecki children.

“Come on, let’s get you to the car.” Jared pulls me off the couch and helps me to the garage, stopping when a contraction hits.

“God it hurts!” I cry as I pull myself up into the front seat of Gen’s SUV. “I can’t do this! I can’t”

“Yes you can,” Gen coos from the back seat, leaning forward and placing her hand on my arm. “You are strong and will rock these deliveries. And then we’ll have two new beautiful babies to admire and love on.”

Seven hours later, cries fill the quiet room as I push our daughter, Haven Paige Padalecki into the world. And 9 minutes later, her brother Oakley Jude Padalecki joins us, just as loud.

I’m crying of sheer exhaustion with a heart full of love as the nurse lays our babies on my chest.

“Hi babies. I’m your Mommy,” I tell them. “You are both so loved already. Your Daddy and Mama Gen and your brothers and sisters all love you  immensely.”

I look to my right, to Jared. “They’re perfect.”

“Just like you,” he says before he leans down and kisses me chastely.

“They’re little angels,” Gen says from her spot at my left. “Adorable little angels.”

I turn my head and smile at her, pursing my lips for a kiss.  She grants my request before the nurse moves in to take the babies for their check-ups.

“Baby #1 is 4 pounds, 5 ounces, ” she announces. “17 ¾ inches long. Baby #2 is 4 pounds, 8 ounces and 18 inches long.”

“They’re tiny,” I whisper, mostly to myself but my spouses hear me.

“That’s okay,” Gen says. “They’re Padalecki’s. They won’t stay small for long.”

After a short stay in the NICU, Haven and Oakley are released, along with me and we head home with Jared to meet the rest of the family.

As we are riding,  I look back at the two car seats in the backseat and then to my handsome husband.

I could’ve never envisioned it, that day, oh so long ago, when I was a waitress for two of my idols; they would become my lovers, my spouses, my  best friends.

Life is full of surprises and mine had an abundance of them. 

A/N2: Okay, I did my part. Now its your turn to do yours. Send me those likes, loves and messages. Did you love it? Hate? And what made you feel that way? ;) 

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