5/23/14 What it Takes to be Alive - 19
It wasn't too long after Sam had helped Dean pick a day for Havoc to be born but it was only a few days later that while Sam was at work and Bobby had gone to a nearby deli to pick up some sandwiches for lunch they learned Havoc had other plans for his birthday.
While Dean was setting the table for lunch. He was placing the paper plates on the table when a pain shot through his abdomen and straight around to his back. Dean’s hand clutched the chair and the other slammed down on the table. When he could finally stand up straight, he looked down at his stomach curiously and tapped on his round belly. "What's going on in there, little one?"
But he knew. He carefully waddled over to the bed to take a seat before the pain shot through him again and this time dropped him to his knees. He sat, rubbing his belly. trying to calm himself and the baby down, He was going to have his baby today. At last, he was going to meet the not so tiny flutter.
As Bobby walked through the door, another contraction hit Dean and he cried out in pain. The contractions had begun to repeat itself at regular intervals now. The bag of sandwiches fell from Bobby's hand as he rushed to Dean's side. "What is it, kid? Is it the baby?"
Taking a deep breath, Dean nodded. His green eyes sparkled in the light entering from the windows. "I think Havoc wants out."
"Okay... okay. Just stay there and relax and breathe.We can do this."
"We?" Dean eyed Bobby with amusement. "You want to take over for me here?"
Immediately, Bobby went in total panic mode. He was scheduled for the caesarian in only a few days. Havoc was causing chaos again. It seemed an appropriate final act.
"Keys! Keys! Where are the keys?" Bobby shouted to himself as Dean watched the older man run around the tiny motel room like a man possessed.
"Check your pockets?" With a roll of his eyes, Dean suggested.
Bobby patted himself down from the top of his flannel shirt to the pockets of his jeans finding the keys and shrugged with a bashful, nervous smile. "Isn’t it always the last place you look."
"Should probably call the doctor now." Dean calmly reminded the older man.
"Yeah yeah. On it." Bobby quickly called the doctor’s answering service to inform them that Dean was in labor.
"Sammy too."
"Quit being so calm!" Bobby teasingly growled as he dialed Sam's cell phone. He got his voice mail and promptly left a message at the beep.
"Not like I'm sitting here doing nothing. Just gonna have a baby. Don’t worry or nothing. Happens all the time.”
Bobby helped Dean out to the car and drove them to the hospital to meet the up with doctor. Security stuck him in a wheel chair as soon as he waddled through the door.
“Has Sammy called back yet?” Dean asked with concern as an orderly wheeled him into the elevator.
Bobby checked his phone and saw no new messages. “Once we get you settled I’ll try him again.”
Dean changed into the hospital gown and anxiously waited for news on Sam.
Bobby shook his head at Dean's eager face. "Goes right to voice mail."
"Damn it! Find him, Bobby! Call the diner. I can't do this without him." Dean panicked.
"He's not gonna missed this." Bobby quickly got the number to the diner.
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Sam rushed into the waiting area. "Am I too late? Did I miss it?”
Bobby put his hand on Sam’s worried shoulder and squeezed gently. “They’re prepping him.”
Sam stopped the first nurse he found. “My brother, he’s having a baby right now.”
“You must be Sam. Dean's been waiting for you.” the nurse smiled at him. “I’ll let him know you’re here.”
“Can I see him before…?”
She nodded. “Come with me.”
The nurse took Sam down a corridor and into another section of the hospital. She pushed open a curtain. “You got a visitor.”
Dean sat up the best he could and his smile lit up his whole face. “You’re late.”
“Well, you’re a little early.”
“Had no control over that. Blame Havoc.”Dean’s smile turned concerned, "Do you think Havoc’s gonna like me?"
"Don’t be silly. Havoc is going to love you."
Dean was quiet for a few minutes. "Hey Sammy? I'm...uh..."
Sam reached out and took his brothers hand in his. "You're going to be fine. Everything is gonna be fine. This is just the last chance Havoc has to do his thing."
Dean laughed for a small second then got serious. "Think we’re ready for him?"
"You want me to go home and move the bassinet again?"
"Maybe in between the beds?"
Sam couldn't help but smile. "Jerk."
And that made Dean smile too as the orderly pulled back the curtain and interrupted them. "They’re ready for you."
Sam watched nervously as they wheeled his brother away. The next time he would see his brother, he'd be starting a new chapter on his life, a better one. They both would be and it was both terrifying and exciting.