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On the way home, Sam picked up several buckets of fried chicken and some sides because Dean had a craving, and their government appointed chef’s chicken just wasn’t the same as the local fast food chain.
“How is everyone?” he asked cheerily as he entered the bedroom.
“Starving!” Dean declared. “Did you get chicken?” He couldn’t see Sam unless he walked around the belly.
“Yes. I’ll be there in a sec, just want to say ‘hi’ to our babies.” He set the food down and stepped forward to hug as much of Dean’s huge bump as he could. His arms couldn’t hope to encompass the whole thing, and his own belly got in the way a bit. He picked up the bags again and eased along the wall, squeezing past the jam-packed womb and giggling as he felt kicks to his own belly. “If you don’t pop soon, Dean, we’ll have to remodel again.”
Dean grinned as his husband finally came into view. “Pretty sure I’ll pop soon one way or another. My skin feels really tight lately. Now feed me!”
He “popped” three days later and busted the previous record with twenty-three healthy babies.
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