Deans Family!!

Hey Jude and Whiskey - 3

I know, u all hate me because I keep doing this, but just wanted u all to know how grateful I am that u come and read my story! It really does mean so very much to me! So thanks again and I'll shut up now so I can get in with the story. Thanks! 😅
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"Are you sure that this is the motel, this place is a dump. Not to mention the smoke everywhere, it's not good for Amara." Jenna said quietly as she pulled up to the "Angels Delight" motel. It was run down and there was only one other car parked there.

"I'm sorry," Dean said sitting up from the back seat. His face was scary shade of gray and his eyes were sunken in a little from the blood loss. Jenna had pulled over about 10 min after the gas station to get something to stop the bleeding. It had 6+ hours since then, and Dean looked horrible. He insisted that they kept going until they got to this motel.

"The guy here knows about the Supernatural world and he said that I'm welcome anytime. I saved his life a few years back. He owes me." Dean grew a little bit quieter.

"What's wrong?" Jenna asked as she turned around. Dean looked at his wound again. It had started bleeding again.

"Hurry up! We need to get you stitched up!" Jenna said in a hurry. She made Dean wear her coat, since one, they didn't want anyone seeing the bleeding and two, the coat was to big for her anyways.

They all piled out of the car and Dean put his arm around Jenna. "I know that this is going to sound crazy, but you and I for now, are this ones new parents." Dean said, clutching his wound. "If we say that Amara's parents both died and now we have their baby, people are going to wonder. So for now, you and I are," Dean took out his credit card, "Mr and Mrs Winchester. Okay?" Dean asked. He knew this was a lot to take in.

"Yeah, I think so. So your my husband and this is our daughter?" Jenna asked, just to make sure.

"Yeah, we really don't have a choice here." Dean said smiling.

"That's fine!" Jenna said back. Jeez, one day, she was a single woman trying to find love on hopeless dating websites, and now here she is, married to Dean Winchester, and they have a daughter. Story of her life. They entered the motel and went to the counter.

"You guys just go in right ahead, I'll sign you in. You have room 1918. Mr Shale had informed me that you were coming. Congratulations on your new baby girl!" The skinny old man said to them.

"Thank you so much," Jenna said. They both found the room, but when they opened it, there was one problem. There was only one bed. At this point, Dean didn't care, he needed stitches and fast. He stumbled into the room after Jenna and Amara were in.

"Take your shirt off, I grabbed your whisky when we left, and," she said holding up an iPod, "I have "Hey Jude" on my iPod." She said smiling.

"You are a miracle," Dean said smiling. He could feel the cut ripping and it hurt like crazy.

"I need to call my grandmother and tell her we are going to be late, then we'll get started on you." Jenna said, passing Amara to Dean.

As Jenna called her grandmother, Dean was talking with Amara, "hey honey," he said cooing at her, "how are you?" Amara smiling and for the first time, she laughed. Dean didn't know what to do but just stare. What was he suppose to do. He just started.

"What's up with you?" Jenna said as she came back into the room after her phone call.

"I heard her first laugh." Dean said stunned. Jenna just stood there not knowing what to say.