Supernatural One-Shots and Imagines (x Reader)

Carrying Dean Winchester's baby would include:

Credit to the Gif creator

Warnings: None

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• When you first tell Dean your carrying his baby the colour drains from his face, taking him completely off guard.

• He had always wanted to be a daddy, but decided long ago that his life and babies just didn't mix.

• Then you came along and tipped his whole world upside down.

• And although neither of you had ever discussed having children, even way, way down the track, it would be a lie if he said he hadn't thought about it. Of course, he wanted a perfect little mix of you and him.

• After his initial shock faded a huge smile engulfed his face, bringing the colour back to his cheeks and an adorable glimmer to his stunning green eyes.

• Wrapping his strong arms around your middle, he picked you up and spun you around on his feet, joining your lips in the sweetest kiss, "Really... I'm gonna be a Daddy?"

• When you nodded your head and smiled, he kissed you again.

• So, so, soooooo protective of you.

• I mean, you were barely able to sneeze without Dean grabbing you a tissue.

• It was quite sweet really, even if it did get a little annoying at times. After all, with everything he had seen and been through you could understand why.

• When your morning sickness was at it's worst it lasted all day and night, Dean felt helpless but he was always there to get you whatever you needed. One time going out to get you peppermints at three in the morning, coming back with a whole box full.

• After that Dean made sure there were always peppermints in the bunker. They were the only thing that helped you.

• Oh. My.... Boy, did he love your ever expanding belly... and your growing boobs gave him hours of endless fun, never failing to rub his face between them at least once a day.

• He was forever concerned about keeping you and the baby safe, but tried to not let you see.

• Often speaking to Sam about it when you were taking a nap, there was no way he was going to let anything supernatural get their mits on either of you.

• Never had the bunker ever been so warded.

• Constant visits from Cass, with a touch to your belly he could see exactly how everything was progressing.

• Cass knew it was a little girl, but you made him promise not to tell you and Dean or anyone else for that matter.

• Cass was so excited

• So was Sam.

• Dean loved to stand behind you and wrap his arms around your growing waist, his fingertips running gently over your belly button.

• He loved to sleep like that too.

• That's what he was doing the moment he felt the baby move for the first time.

• It was early in the morning and you were both enjoying a snuggle when the baby kicked his hand.

• Gently he turned you around, his expression filled with awe, giving you a kiss he moved his lips to your belly with his hands placed to either side, "Good Morning Sunshine, can you move again for Daddy."

• When the baby reacted to his voice, never had you seen such a pure look of joy. Shaking his head, he rested his forehead against your belly, before coming up to kiss you again.

• Surprisingly, he actually became quite domesticated, tidying up and cleaning, just so you wouldn't have too

• You lapped it up, because you knew it probably wouldn't last forever.

• He laughed affectionately at your pregnant waddle.

• As the due date drew near you could see him getting nervous, though he tried to hide it.

• He grew so impatient to meet the growing life inside of you.

• And when your water broke at his feet, he immediately called out for Cass, your resident midwife.

• He had never heard you swear so much, but he didn't dare laugh because he already had fistfuls of insults flying his way.

• Yet, between contractions you were so sweet.

• The labour was long and he found himself in complete awe of you and your strength.

• Back rubs to ease your pain.

• Constant praise and support.

• When the brand new little life finally entered the world, nothing prepared him for the emotion and utter love he felt at the sound of her lively little cry.

• It was complete and irreversible.

• When the tiny wriggling bundle was placed to your chest, he couldn't have dreamed of a more beautiful or perfect sight.

• Feeling a lump form in his throat at the vision of you placing feather light lips to his sweet little girl's head, amazed that her cry's faded from the simple contact.

• And when he sat down beside you, you passed her carefully into his eager arms, his expression unable to hide his uncontained pride.

• Pride for the sweet little stranger he held so protectively against his chest

• And pride in you for what you had given him..... Everything.

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