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The Five Times You Encounter Dean Winchester

Word Count: 2,914

Warnings: Drinking. 

A/N: I missed writing Dean, so this happened :) Hope y’all enjoy! Let me know ^^ 

Originally posted by out-in-the-open

Five Years Old
There is a new kid in your kindergarten class. He’s quiet, has freckles all about his tiny face, and wide green eyes. He stands next to the teacher as she introduces him to everyone and you smile widely when you realize that the only open seat in the classroom is the one next to you.

A new friend and you’re thrumming with excitement as he takes his seat next to you.

“Dean!” you exclaim, making him jump.

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Alright!  Here it is…the long awaited Epilogue.  I am so glad that everyone has enjoyed this series.  I never thought that it would be as popular as it was.  I love you all so very much, and I hope you enjoy this ending!

(Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Update)

Choking back the emotion, you slowly wave your hand off in the distance.  Watching Angel’s school bus pull away was much more heart-wrenching than you had ever imagined.  You were worried for her safety.  You were worried for her intelligence.  You were worried even for yourself…that you would no longer know what to do with your life now that your little miracle was spending her first days at school.

Feeling Matthew slip his arms around you from behind, a few tears slip out and down your cheek.  As he kisses your tears away, you turn your head and bury it into the crook of his neck.  At first, you thought having your money was an advantage.  But now?

Now, you needed goals.

Walking in silence back into the house, you slowly turn to Matthew.

“I’m going to miss her,” you squeak.

“I am, too, Y/N,” he whispers, drawing you close and kissing the top of your head.

“And you’re going to work now, aren’t you?”

“Unfortunately,” Matthew trails off.

You and Angel had read thru all of your books.  She loved sitting on your lap and listening to you talk.  You had run out of yarn with which to crochet, and you even needed to go grocery shopping if you were going to make anything.

“That’s what I’ll start with…” you mused to yourself.

“What’s that, baby?” Matthew asked.

“I need to go grocery shopping,” you stated.

“There you go…” Matthew trailed off.


Arriving at the grocery store, Matthew had just messaged you that he was at work alright.  They had a lot of scenes to film, but he said he would try his hardest to take a break around the time Angel got home from school.  Your stomach sank a bit at the idea that he might not be here, but you were a little excited at the fact that you might be able to spend some time alone with her.

30 minutes without her and your heart already ached.

Funny how a family changes that.

Walking down the aisles, your hands start to shake.  Damn it, you think.  Forgot to eat again.

Grabbing a packet of Doritos, you munch on them as you walk up and down the baking aisle, looking for some inspiration.  You knew how much Angel loved your homemade chocolate ice cream, and you figured a nice slice of chocolate cake would go well with it.

Grabbing all of your items, you head for the cash register, passing by the “Family Planning” section of the grocery store.  Eyeing the shelves in curiosity, you see a row of boxes for ovulation testing.  You and Matthew had briefly talked about having another child, but it wasn’t anything in the works.  But, you decided to toss the box in the cart anyway.

After all, it couldn’t hurt, right?

After getting home and putting all of the groceries away, you slip into the bathroom.  Taking the stick out and peeing on it, you set it on the counter.  You figured that if you were in a good area of ovulation, maybe when Matthew got home from his filming, the two of you could give it a good ol’ college try.

Leaving it on the counter to stew, you clean yourself up and head out into the kitchen.  Pulling out flour and sugar, as well as baking sheets and the big tabletop mixer, you start measuring everything necessary for this cake.  Mixing and churning, preheating the oven and sliding everything in, you set the baking timer on the counter and venture back into the bathroom.


Sitting on the bathroom floor, stunned, you slowly reach for your phone.  Dialing Spencer’s number, he doesn’t pick up.

He must be on the set.

You dial Aaron, you dial Shemar, and you even dial Kirsten, but to no avail.  In your shock, it didn’t even occur to you that none of them would pick up.  Out of all of the moments to be in the middle of a scene, this had to be one of them.

Because as you absentmindedly sat the phone on the floor beside you, you stared down at the positive pregnancy test you were holding.

Well, you thought, at least now I know what I’m going to do with my time.


“Y/N!” Matthew yells as you picked up the phone.  “Y/N, what’s wrong.  I’m getting into my car now.  Talk to me.”

Laughing, you tell him to slow down.  “Nothing is wrong, Matthew.  In fact, everything is wonderful.”

“You called Aaron and even AJ, something has happened,” he said matter-of-factly.

“My love, do you remember this morning when I was so worried because I didn’t know what I was going to do with my time?”

Sighing, Spencer says, “Y/N, this is about a hobby you found?”

Smiling and giggling, you say, “No, Matthew, this is about a child we’ve created.”

After a long, lengthy pause, you hear the rush of wind and Matthew speak.  “S-say that again?”

“I’m pregnant, Matthew.”

Whoops and screams of joy come from the background.  You hear the crack of high fives and the rushing of people around the room.  Laughing to yourself, still sitting on the bathroom floor, Matthew comes back to the phone.

“I love you.  I love you so much,” he dotes.

“I’m going to head to the clinic for the official blood test and to get my prenatals,” you state.

“I’ll meet you there,” Matthew muses.

“No, no.  You stay right where you are,” you say.

“Why?” Matthew asks.

“Because after the appointment, I’m coming to you,” you smile.

“I can’t wait,” Matthew grins.

Hanging up the phone, you throw open your closet, looking for something nice to wear.  Shuffling thru your clothes, you come across the dress.

The yellow dress you wore that night.

The night that changed everything.

Tears welling in your eyes, you slip it on and toss your hair up in a bun. You search for your purse, throw on your sunglasses, and head for the clinic.


Shuffling from foot to foot, Matthew couldn’t stop looking for your car.  As everyone wrapped up the last scene before lunch, Shemar comes up and puts his hand on Matthew’s shoulder.

“She’s gonna get here alright,” Shemar says.

Sighing, Matthew lightly nods.  Every time you got behind the wheel of a car, Matthew always worried until you hit your destination.  It’s why you two always messaged each other when you got to your end point.  Just a habit, he assumed, from after the accident.

Seeing your car pull up, Matthew smiles and starts walking toward you, only to stop in his tracks when you get out of the car.

The dress.

That beautiful, wonderful, sexy yellow dress.

And as Matthew stands there, watching you close the distance, with your dress flowing in the wind, Shemar chuckles behind him and says:

“Full circle, my friend.  Full circle.”

Fluff HC

So, here is a little fluff HC. You are in the bathroom stunned looking at a little white stick with two lines in its window and you know instantly who the father has to be. So there you are in your bathroom staring numbly at the two white lines on the pregnancy test in your hands. “What am I going to do?” You ask yourself, you know who the father has to be, you just don’t know how he will take it. At that moment your roommate Jubilee comes into the bathroom to see what was taking you so long and then sees the pregnancy test in your hand, “OMG congratulations (y/n)” she squeals then a serious look comes across her face, “It’s Warren’s isn’t it,” you nod, still number then nearly die as Jubilee grabs the test from your hand and dashes out of the bathroom yelling “Warren, take a look at this!” Mortified you chase after her and manage to snatch the test back but the damage is done. You look up shyly and nearly freeze as you see Warren just standing there one eyebrow raised. You gather yourself and decide to just say it, “I’m pregnant ” Warren gets a blank look for a moment and then asks “I’m the father?” You nod, but then he reacts in a way you completely didn’t expect. He beams at you then gathers you up protectively in his arms whispering “I love you” into your ear as you finally let the joy of the moment hit you. Peter Maximoff appears out of nowhere and says “Sounds like a party is in order.” Which makes the three of you just laugh.


The Curious Little Kitten | closed | Dean and Caylis (dean-no-middle-name-winchester)

Caylis came out of the bathroom, a stunned look on her face. Her hands were shaking, and her mind was going a mile a minute. She went to find Dean in the living room, sitting on the couch watching something on TV. She cleared her throat.
“Dean….I, uh….I need to talk to you….” she said, her voice cracking some.

Big Surprise||Orlando and Kat

Kat’s stomach was feeling a little weird and come to think of it, had she gotten her period this month? She thought to herself for a second. Could I be? It all added up, but she wasn’t sure. Orlando was still sleeping so she crept to the bathroom and peeked under the cabinet. She pulled out a plastic bag and inside was a box. Closing the door behind her she stared at the box for a little while. Then she opened it pulling out the pregnancy test. She had to be sure, why not be sure? Then she followed the directions perfectly. 

After a couple minutes she waited pacing back and forth around the bathroom biting her nails. The anticipation was killing her. Every second that pasted she felt the weight of it. Fuck…Kat slowly approached the sink where it sat. Peering over to look at it. “Positive…….” she sank to the floor holding it. Completely stunned. She didn’t know whether to be elated or terrified. Kat was pregnant…she would have Orlando’s baby…wow! “Orlando!….” she called him from the bathroom, stunned sitting on the floor staring at it.