Dean & Baby (TWD/SPN crossover)

ALTERNATE ENDING

     Dean gasped awake, and he looked around, only to realize he was in his world again. His eyes filled with tears, but he didn't let them fall. He couldn't, Baby wouldn't want him to cry, not after the crying he had done the moment she was taken out in front of him. He was surprised that he had woken up again though, since he had died once again. He had a feeling though that he was back in his own world, and though he should've been relieved, he really wasn't. He missed her more than anything.

"Dean?" He heard, as his bedroom door opened, and he turned to see his brother, only older than he remembered,"Baby went out get lunch," He said,"Are you going to sleep all day?"

"Baby?" Dean questioned, though he thought his voice was quieter, yet Sam had heard him.

"Your wife?" Sam replied, raising an eyebrow in question,"You named your car after her, Dean. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." He answered, nodding and shaking his head to clear his mind.

"C'mon, I think she should be back soon," He commented, motioning for Dean to follow him down,"Depends on how much Little Man is trying to get her to stop and get milkshakes on the way back." He added with a chuckle, and Dean's eyebrows furrowed.

"Little Man?"

"Jack? Your son?" Sam sighed,"Dean, what's going on? Why don't you remember? Did you mess with one of the spell books again?"

"No, I just — I had this horrible dream, and --" He was cut off by the sound of the bunker door opening.

"Sammy! Daddy! We got food!" Jack exclaimed, as he practically bounced down the stairs.

     Coming over towards him was a little boy with caramel brown hair and green eyes. He looked no older than four, and the moment Dean seen him, his heart filled with love. This kid was his and Baby's. He was the little boy she had wanted, and she had gotten what she had always wanted — he had given her the chance to be a mom.

"Jack?! You forgot to hold the door!" A woman's voice shouted, and instantly Dean recognized her voice; Baby.

     Sam was quick to run up the stairs and help Baby, as Jack grabbed Dean's hand and motioned to the seats. Dean pulled the seat out, and Jack climbed into it, which seemed to swallow his little body. A small smile appeared on Dean's face as he looked down at his son. A moment later, bags of food, and a tray of milkshakes were placed down on the table.

"I told you he'd get milkshakes." Sam joked, and Dean chuckled.

"Dean," Baby approached him with a smile,"I didn't know if you'd want loaded fries or regular, you weren't awake when I went out. I didn't want to wake you, I--"

     She was cut off by Dean wrapping his arms around her. His hold was firm and strong, as he held her body to his. She wrapped her arms around him as well, but looked over at Sam with furrowed eyebrows. Yes, Dean was affectionate, but this was different. Sam simply gave her a small smile, which helped her worry just a little less about her husband's weird actions.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" She asked, as they pulled apart,"You're acting a little weird."

"Sorry, I just love you so much." He chuckled, causing her to smile.

"I love you, too." She replied, making his own smile appear.

"Let's eat," Sam commented,"and what were you telling me about the dream you had?" He asked Dean, as he looked over at the man.

"I had a weird dream," Dean sighed,"I was in the apocalypse, but it was zombies, not the one we were in before. Everyone was there, but for the longest time it was just Baby and I and a group of survivors."

"What's so weird about that?" Baby asked,"Were you a werewolf or something? Secretly dreaming about being in Twilight?"

"No," He frowned,"The dream felt so real. I couldn't remember anything when I woke up, but I could remember the dream. You weren't you, you were the human version of the Impala," He looked away from Baby, feeling his eyes starting to get a little watery,"You died, by the hands of a man that looked exactly like my father."

"Oh, Dean," Baby cooed, as she stood up, walked over to him, and wrapped her arms around him,"It was just a dream, none of it was real. I'm here, with you. John would've never done that to either of us. I'm alive, and I'll always be with you."

     Dean pulled her tightly into him, causing her to sit on his lap. Sam felt a small smile appear on his face, as he pushed her food over to her. He wasn't going to complain about their PDA at the moment, because his brother needed comfort. He could see just how upset Dean was, and only Baby would be able to comfort him.

"Daddy, I got some pie." Jack commented, looking towards his mom and dad.

"You did?" Dean questioned, giving the boy a smile.

"Yeah," He answered,"Mommy helped pick yours."

     Jack pushed a small tray over to Dean, and when Dean opened it, inside was a slice of apple pie. He almost smirked at how ironic it felt, it was as though the pie was pointing out the fact that the group had an almost apple pie life together at the moment, and Dean really wanted to keep.

"Thank you, Jack." Dean said, and the little boy grinned.

"Dean, follow me for a second," Baby stood up,"Sam, you don't mind staying with Jack, do you?" She asked, and he shook his head with a smile.

     Dean followed Baby, as she lead him up to his room. He was confused, as she reached into the bottom drawer of the dresser, and moved clothes slightly as she was in there. She then pulled out a small box and handed it to him.

"I wanted to wait until after Jack's birthday next week, but I think now is the right time. Open it." She said, and carefully Dean did so.

"Is this — are you —?" Dean couldn't get the words out, as he held the stick in his hand.

"Our family's expanding, Dean." She replied, and she watched a grin appear on his face.

"I love you so goddamn much." He murmured, as he once again enveloped her in his arms.

     Dean had woken up so scared out of his mind that he had lost Baby, but here she was. They were married, they had a son, they would soon have another child, and Baby wasn't the car — the car was named after her. He couldn't feel happier, but he definitely wasn't going to take any of this for granted. He was going to give his family the best life they could ever imagine, because he couldn't imagine his life without them...