Cinematic Universes United

Chapter 47

Jakie POV

It's been a couple days since the babies were born, and Emily has finally been released from the hospital. Scott texted me saying he would meet us at the house, "Ready?" I ask as we pack up the last of the baby things laying around the room.

"Definitely. I can't wait to sleep in my own bed again, even if I have to wake up in the middle of the night to care for my little angels," Emily smiles down at the two baby carriers that are laying on the bed, containing her children.

"Tyler, do you want your pacifier?" Dean asks in a goofy voice, waving a little-stuffed lion connected to a pacifier in front of his son's face.

"I think he does," I grin, looking at how the baby is reaching for the animal in his father's hands.

"You know, Lucy has your eyes," I compliment, patting him on the shoulder, and Peter comes up from behind me and envelopes me in a hug, kissing my neck lightly after moving my shoulder length hair out of his way.

"Yeah, she does," Jo agrees, as Emily tucks the lilac, fuzzy blanket tightly around her daughter.

"I still can't believe they're ours," Dean says in awe, as Emily wraps her arms around his torso, and places her chin on his shoulder.

"Yeah," She breathes.

"Let's get going," Sam says, and we all mentally agree with his statement.

"Sam and Peter, can you please take the carriers, and I'll take the bag?" Emily requests, as she was currently holding one of the littles.

"Sure," He replies, carefully taking one carrier and handing the other to Peter.

We all make our way back down what feels like a thousand twists and turns and finally reach the car. Emily sits shotgun, and they put the babies in the middle. Sam and Jo had gotten the Impala, so we split up. Emily, Dean, Scott, and Maya with the kids, and everyone else in the other car.

"I am so ready to go home," Emily chuckles and we all laugh with her.

"Me too," Dean says, as he's been staying with her to make sure that she's okay.

"Bye guys, see you there," She says, buckling up and closing her door.

"See you then!" I call, sitting in the back, in the middle of Cas and Peter.

We turn the radio on to some random cassette that Jo pulled out of the glove box, and are jamming to it while Sam drives us home.

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We pull into the driveway and walk into the house.

"I just wanted to see how my grandchildren are doing!" We hear Crowley shout, and then a smack reverberates through the house.

"Get out of my house and never come back!" Emily growls with so much power that I am seriously wondering how she's not a true alpha.

"I want to be in the lives of these little munchkins!" He argues, but the sound of a punch is heard, and I assume that he tried to touch one or both of them.

"I said, 'Get out of my house!'" She barks and a faint pop is heard as he teleports back to hell.

"Emily, calm down," Dean soothes, and I rush upstairs to see Emily crumpled on the floor, sobbing, and the babies peacefully sleeping in their carriers on the bed.

"I'm sorry!" She bawls, curling into his shirt, and holding onto him for dear life.

"It's okay... Shh... You're okay, Lucy and Tyler are okay, I'm okay... Everybody's okay... Shh..." He says, rubbing her back, and she looks up with her puffy eyes to see me in the doorway.