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"My name is Amelia Pond. When I was a little girl I had an imaginary friend. Last night was the night before my wedding. My imaginary friend came back."

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Dean kissed her back when she kissed him, and he kept holding her there, opening his eyes to look into hers, grinning at her. Maybe he didn’t say it much, but he loved her. He loved her more than he had expected he was capable of loving anyone.

"We’re having a baby," He repeated, kissing her again, the grin filling over his face again. “Another baby. A baby girl. Our Lucy,” He said, putting his hands against her stomach even though he couldn’t feel anything there yet if he tried. Nonetheless, he felt like he felt something just from knowing. “I love you,” He said as he pressed his face against her neck, holding his hands there still with the grin on his face, “Damn, I love you so much, Amy.”

"I know.." She replied, it was their little game since it started, they even had it carved on their wedding rings. She was so lucky, after all of the girls that wanted him, she had been the one. She could still feel his hands over her stomach, closing her eyes for a second, reminding each and every time that he had done that with her previous pregnancies.

With Bonnie, he was always there, cuddling her, talking to her, after all, she was the first; and the one that would take the Winchester Legacy after all, she was born a badass. 

And with Jude, it was blasting all the Rock he could, telling him his stories, and who and where had killed people; Amy hated it, but it had made Jude a though one, and a clever kid, with just 11 years old.

And now Lucy, “Lucy in the sky, with diamonds..” like the Beatles used to sang, and she loved her so much even if she was so tiny. Another daddy’s girl this time. 

"Do you still want to eat?" She asked after a while. "Because the food is cooling and I’m not going to re-heat it, Winchester." She laughed.

(Source: the-first-companion)

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Dean looked back at her as she spoke up again, thinking about the words, having to set down the pie when it finally sunk in, his eyes wide, and his mouth falling open just slightly, moving forward to set his hands against her neck, pulling her into a hard kiss.

"Are you serious? Please tell me you mean what I think you mean," His babies were all grown up now. Okay, not all grown up, but they sure weren’t ‘his babies’ any more. He felt the grin coming over his face, wrapping his arms around her and just grinning against her skin, unable to say much more.

She kissed him, with the hungriness of not having kissed him in a while, a month was a century when you are in love. And Amelia Winchester was so in love with Dean. After 15 years, she still was.

"Yes I am.." She giggled, and pecked his lips again. "Yes, it does, were having another baby, finally.." Amy just stood there, hugging her husband, letting him sink all in. She had been hesitant to have another baby, because Dean’s job, but she gave in, stopped taking the pills, secretly pinching the condoms, and sometimes, sporadically, she asked him to not wear one. She hoped for months and months to give him the surprise of another child.

(Source: the-first-companion)

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Dean smiled at her as he heard her speaking, nodding his head, “One piece. That’s all that matters, remember?” He teased her slightly, putting his arms around her waist for a moment, smiling against her head and nodding his head with her words, humming slightly, “I guess I can deal with all you,” He teased slightly, pulling away from her with the mention of food. “Awesome,” He grinned.

Food was definitely a good reason to get home. Of course, so was seeing his wife and his kids (who were not around, but they weren’t always there any more anyway). Dean walked over to the oven, grinning when he saw the pie upon opening it, “Damn, you’re awesome,” He said before paying much more attention to anything else, leaning down toward it to pull it out of the oven, glancing back toward Amy.

She finished serving the food on the plates, observing him, how he opens the oven, bends over, and takes a look to those glorious bottoms, and then watched him pull the pie out, with a dimly confused expression on his face. She giggled.

"And her name is Lucy." She grinned, as she turned around to look at her husband, waiting for him to get the hints. "There is a pie in the oven, and her name is Lucy.." She winked at him, waiting, just waiting.

(Source: the-first-companion)

”..And her name is Lucy.” 

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It had been a stupidly long hunt where he and Sam had struggled more than he had struggled in a while. Enough that even though he could have gotten home sooner to Amy, but wanted to stop to make sure that he was properly patched up and that he looked like he wasn’t that bad. He was exhausted, but he was ready to go home, to see his babies (okay they weren’t babies any more) and his wife. Or at least Amy.

He grabbed the key to the house from his pocket in case it was locked and tested the door once he got there, smiling when it was still unlocked. They were there. He walked into the room and glanced over to where he heard the noise, “Amy?” He called out, but followed the noise into the kitchen, grinning when he saw food out, kissing the top of his wife’s head.

"Dean!" Amy squealed as she looked at him, feeling his soft lips over her head. "You’re back.. And you’re safe and sound.. or so it seams.." She giggled. "I know you wanted to see Bonnie and Jude, but since you’ve been out for almost a month, I wanted you all for myself; they’re with Charlie, so, you can phone them later. But first. Food."

Amy pointed out at his place at the table, she had decorated a ceramic plate for the occasion. She knew he would follow the instructions, he was so naive when there was pie, so, she turned around and pretended to look for something in the fridge, while she saw Dean standing up and opening the oven. Inside it, there was pie.

(Source: the-first-companion)

"There’s a pie in the oven.."

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Amy had got her news earlier, and she was so happy about it; she had told Bonnie and Jude about it, and they both reacted as she expected. Bonnie was ecstatic about it, and she was willing to help her mother with her needs along the way, while Jude, Jude actually whined and told her mother that he wouldn’t want to take care of the baby.

She sighed, and expected Dean to walk trough that door any minute after he came home from another hunt. She hated it, but she was starting to get used to it. So she gave Bonnie and Jude some money, and send them to Aunt Charlie’s house to pass the night; she wanted her husband all to herself tonight. Se settled down the plates for two, made the food, and cleaned the kitchen while she waited for him.  

"Amy?" The hunter tried to walk into their room quietly, putting his hand gently against his wife's shoulder. "I'm home." He was a day early.

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Amy mumbled on her sleep before finally opening her eyes, waking up to the sight of her beautiful husband. “My love, you’re home.” She pulled him down to the bed, and kissed him softly. “The kids will be so happy. Are you hurt? Are you hungry? Do you need a bath, a shower, or to sleep?”

Dean barely opened one eye as he turned to face Amy, "Jude's crying. I should put on some pants. Or you could get up," He flashed her a 'winning smile'.

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"Put some pants.." She yawned, rolling around on the bed, and covering with the sheets. "Or keep the pants off.." She turned her face to look at him and grinned.

Dean groaned and looked to Amy, sitting up in bed to search for the pants he had unceremoniously shed the night before. “And let Jude keep sobbing in his room? He’s seen all of this before but much longer and Bonnie’ll wake up and not be so pleased to see Daddy naked and you’ll have to get up to.” He found the pants.

Amy started to giggle, that soon turned into laughter. “I can’t believe you’re saying that, Winchester. She wrapped herself with the sheets and stood up, walking towards him and kissing his shoulder, before slapping his arse. “Go on. I’ll wait for you.”

Dean barely opened one eye as he turned to face Amy, "Jude's crying. I should put on some pants. Or you could get up," He flashed her a 'winning smile'.

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"Put some pants.." She yawned, rolling around on the bed, and covering with the sheets. "Or keep the pants off.." She turned her face to look at him and grinned.