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“Are you sure you’re not just sick with a stomach bug or flu or something?” Cas asked hoping it was something other than baby related.
“Charlie was the one who forced me to take a test this morning. I was gonna tell you when I got home at 4, but Jess saw me make a mad dash to the teachers bathroom twice before making me take a half day.”
“But we have been using condoms religiously.” Cas informed.
Dean nodded. “I know, babe, and condoms are known to break.”
“So we’re gonna have another baby.” Cas sighed.
Dean sighed and set Ryan on the ground and walked on his knees over to Cas and cupped his jaw. “Honey, I know you weren’t exactly game for another one, but God wants us to raise one more and I think we can do that. Lucky number seven can be our end number, right?”
Cas smiled. “I’m up for a challenge. Hell, we raised newborn triplets while I was pregnant with twins and then raised the 5 year old triplets while you were pregnant with Riley all during the death of your mother and the lose of our daughter’s leg.”
“Don’t forget raising triplets, a singleton, and twins while I had a melt down and Ethan got a beat down.” Dean laughed.
Cas smiled and kissed his husband. Dean could smell Cas’ lunch in his breath. It made him insanely nauseous. He pulled away and rose to his feet. “What are you doing?”
“I’m gonna grab a water from the kitchen.” Dean walked away holding his flat stomach. He stepped into the kitchen and was hit with the overwhelming scent of whatever Cas had for lunch. He immediately covers his mouth with his hand and gagged. He turned on his heels and darted to the nearest bathroom.
He dropped to his knees and retched up what was left of food in his stomach. He lifted his head from the toilet to see Cas standing the doorway holding the twins on each hip. “Are you better now?”
Dean took a shaky breath. “Yeah, I’m good for now. What did you have for lunch?”
“Leftover chicken.”
“I always forget about this part of pregnancy.” Dean stood and flipped on the sink.
“I’m gonna put Ryan and Lyric down for their nap. You should do the same.” Cas turned and walked down the hall. He walked into the bedroom and slipped under some looser fitting clothes and laid down on the bed and drifted to sleep.
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When he woke up it was pitch black in the room. He was still exhausted, but he looked up at the clock and saw the red glow that read 1:15.
He heard the soft snore of Cas beside him. He had really slept the through the sweet peas getting home and having supper and getting ready for bed. He sat up and pulled himself out of bed to grabbed a glass of water for his dry, raspy throat from all the puking the day before. As he stepped into the kitchen he saw Haley sitting at the kitchen table with her back facing the door.
He walked around the table and pulled the chair out across from her when he realized she had fallen asleep at the table. He head was laying on her arms and drool ran off her forearm. Dean gently shook her shoulder until she blinked awake and groggily looked up at the person who shook her.
“Hey, honey, what are you doing in here?”
“I had a nightmare.” She mumbled.
“So why didn’t you wake me or Papa up?” Dean smiled.
She shrugged. “Papa told us not to wake you up and he doesn’t like to be woken up because of a bad dream…y’all won’t let me sleep with you anymore.”
“So why are you in the kitchen?”
“It’s safe in the kitchen.” Haley exclaimed like it made perfect sense.
Dean nodded. “Uh-Huh…Haley, you can always come and wake me and Papa up. Our door is always open. Just cause we won’t let you sleep with us, doesn’t mean we won’t comfort you.”
“Are you ok, Daddy? Papa said you weren’t feeling well today.” She rubbed her eyes.
Dean smiled and rose to his feet. “Come on, baby girl, we’re going to a proper bed.”
Haley immediately shook her head. “No, not my room…it’s scary.”
“Haley…” Dean crouched down in front of his youngest triplet. “Nothing is going to hurt you in your room. You’re safe.”
“But, I’m scared.”
Dean stood once again. “I promise it’s not scary at all.” He stretched out his hand to his daughter. She took it and they walked to her room. Once they got there Dean let Haley get on the bed. “I’m going to go to bathroom, but I’ll be right back.”
He was almost in the bathroom when he saw Cas stepping out of the bedroom. “Dean?”
“Yeah?”
“What are you doing up?” Cas crossed his arms over his chest.
“I was gonna get a drink of water, but I saw that Haley was in the kitchen, then I noticed she was asleep at the kitchen table. She had a nightmare and since she can’t sleep with us anymore she thought the kitchen was the next safest place. So I’m going to the bathroom, and to make her happy I’ll sleep in her bedroom just for tonight.”
Cas shook his head. “Dean. We can just keep babying her like that.”
“I can’t control her nightmares, Cas. If I could she would be dreaming of nothing but rainbows and unicorns. She wants to feel safe and I’m sorry that she feels safe in the arms of her Dad’s.”
“I’m sorry. I forget that Haley is a Daddy’s girl, but acts exactly like me.” Cas sighed.
“Just for tonight, I want her to know that her room is safe.”
Cas nodded and walked over to his husband. “I don’t want you to go into work tomorrow. What we thought was a stomach which turned out to be morning sickness has really taken a toll on you and you need rest. Take tomorrow off and go back on Monday.”
Dean placed his hands on Cas’s shoulder. “I know you didn’t really want another kid, but I really want this one. This one can be our last.”
“”God must have wanted us to have just one more.” Cas smiled and kissed his husband before turned back towards the bedroom.
“Yeah, he must have…” Dean smirked halfheartedly.
He stepped into the bathroom and did his business and washed his hands then looked at himself in the mirror. “You did the right thing, Dean. It’s all going to be worth it in the end. Cas loves you.”
He walked into Haley’s room and laid down in bed with her and wrapped himself around his daughter. “Goodnight, Haley.”
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