The Witch and The Hunters

CHAPTER NINETY-THREE

Page count: 12

After Hermione quickly cleaned Dean and Sam of her blood, she disappeared into the bathroom and exited minutes later, blood free and wearing clean clothes. She grabbed her leather jacket and slipped it on before taking Dean's out stretched hand and he pulled her out of their motel room with Sam following after them, leaving Castiel, Ellen and Jo alone.

Sam slid into the back and Hermione quickly filled the passenger's seat, her feet immediately finding purchase on Dean's lap once he'd climbed into the driver's side and they set off on their journey.

"Dean?"

"Yeah, Sweetheart?" He said, turning to smile at her widely, his eyes flickering between her face and her stomach and she felt her stomach flutter and her heart skip a beat at the loving look on his face.

"I don't want pizza anymore," she said, looking guilty.

Sam snorted from the back seat. "Here we go," he muttered in amusement, but they chose to ignore him.

"What would you like?"

She bit her lip, apparently in thought. "I can't decide between chicken pot pie or cheese burgers."

"Then we'll get you both," he said without argument.

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Dean's eyes scanned the menu in front of him, searching the contents and he frowned when he didn't see chocolate fudge cake on the menu. Now that just wouldn't do. His beautiful, pregnant wife wanted chocolate fudge cake and he would make sure she got it.

Deciding what he wanted and already knowing Sam's order as well as Hermione's, Dean stood from his place sat beside Hermione and walked away from the booth and over to the counter. The diner was quite busy and would likely take a while for a server to get to them, so he went to them instead. He stood patiently waiting for the older woman behind the counter to get to him.

"What can I get you?" She asked with a kind smile and pulling a pen and notepad out of her apron.

"I'll take a chicken pot pie, a cheese burger and fries with onion rings, a chicken soup and grilled cheese, and a double bacon cheese burger with fries."

The old woman blinked and quickly wrote down the order.

"Anything else?"

"Just three sodas," he replied. She muttered to herself as she wrote it down. "I don't suppose you have any chocolate fudge cake, do you?"

"We don't offer that, I'm sorry."

Dean rubbed a hand over his face. "Is there any way you can help me out? We've just discovered my wife's pregnant and she's craving chocolate fudge cake, I promised I'd get her one."

"Congratulations," the woman smiled. "Where is she?"

Dean proudly pointed her out and the woman peered over the heads of the customers sat at the counter to see Hermione laughing loudly along with Sam.

"Over there, and that's my idiot brother," he beamed.

"She's beautiful, your first child?"

"How'd you know?"

She chuckled. "You remind me of my husband, he was the same with our first child. Well, you get back to your family and I'll see what I can have our chefs cook up for you."

"Thank you, you're a life saver," he said, smiling at the woman and making his way back over to Hermione, taking his seat and putting his arm around her shoulders. "Shouldn't be too long now," he told her.