Fic: The Memory Remains 9/9
Title: The Memory Remains
Authors: mpregloveranon & trytofly5
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: J2 RPS, future!fic set in 2038, Mpreg (let’s pretend it’s completely normal for guys to get pregnant), pwp, graphic birth
Disclaimer: We just own a kinky imagination. Every event in this story is purely fictional and we don’t intend to step on anyone’s toes or make money with this.
Summary: Jensen and Jared have been happily married for 25 years and have 5 (almost) adult kids together when the celebration of their 25th wedding anniversary leads to unexpected but still happy news.
A huge special thanks to roguemouse and mina_e for the amazing manips they did for this fic! You guys rock and everyone else should go and check out there awesome work!
For everyone who needs the visual of the guys I reposted the links to the awesome manips:
J2 young and 25 years later Manip by roguemouse
J2 Mpreg Manips young and 25 years later by mina_e
Family Tree of the Ackles-Padalecki clan (just to give you a quick overview)
Floor plan of their house: downstairs & upstairs
Previous Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
A couple of weeks later Christmas Eve rolled around and the whole family was gathered at the Ackles-Padalecki mansion. They always started celebrating early because the 20th December happened to be Jenny and Jessie’s birthday. Even in a house with six bedrooms it felt a bit crowded with the whole clan, this year including Jake’s boyfriend, Peter, gathered but there was enough food to feed an army and the whole atmosphere was great.
Jensen had just put the leftovers of their lunch into the fridge while Jared was loading the dishwasher for the second time that day. As the weather outside was really bad, everybody was in the big living-room and watching old tapes of other birthday parties and holidays when they were kids, so Jensen almost jumped in surprise when Lilly suddenly hugged his leg from behind him. “Hey, baby girl.” He greeted with a happy smile and lifted the two year old into his arms.
“Jen, you’re not supposed to lift anything that’s more than five pounds.” Jared immediately scolded and was about to grab their granddaughter.
Sitting the grinning, little girl on the kitchen counter, Jensen hugged her to his chest and kissed the top of her head. “Were you having fun, baby?” He asked the toddler and leaned back when she started babbling about ‘more cake’. Laughing, he stroked her head affectionately. “So you want more cake?”
Lilly squealed in delight and nodded.
“Alright, let’s see if there is some cake left but don’t tell your…”
“Mommy!” The two-year-old screamed excitedly and held her arms out.
Jensen was taken aback by the scream and it took him a second to see that Jessica was standing in the doorway right behind him. It took him another second to realize that he was hard all of a sudden and he gritted his teeth in frustration. He had done pretty well in the last two days and the baby girls calling for their mommies hadn’t really bothered him at all but this time it had taken him by surprise and his overexcited cock had responded to it immediately.
“Are you trying to get more sweets out of grandpa with that charming smile?” Jessie asked with a grin and chuckled when her daughter nodded enthusiastically. “And I guess it worked.”
Jared had turned around and shot his husband a curious look, noticing the tell-tale bulge in his stretchy maternity jeans, barely covered by the shirt he was wearing. “It totally did.” He shot back and went over to lift Lilly from the counter. “This little princess has us totally wrapped around her little finger.” He added and handed the toddler over to his daughter. “We’ll be with you in a few minutes.”
“Alright.” Jessie winked and left the kitchen again.
“Let’s get you into the bedroom, babe.” Jared suggested and took Jensen’s hand in his.
The pregnant man shook his head. “No it’s okay. I think I have it under control now.” He argued and kept concentrating on non-sexy things in order to make his cock go limp again.
“But you need to change that shirt.” Jared pointed at the wet patches on the front of his lover’s blue button-down shirt.
Jensen just rolled his eyes. “Damn! This is really starting to get annoying.” He rubbed his fingertips over his sore nipple and watched how the stains grew even wider. “Okay, let’s take care of this but I’m really not in the mood for anything more… straining right now. My back is killing me today.”
“That’s because you haven’t stopped bustling around since the kids arrived four days ago. The same goes for Jake but both of you are just too stubborn for your own good.” Jared sighed and ushered Jensen out of the kitchen and up the stairs to their bedroom. “Now sit down and let me take care of you for a change.” He admonished and started undoing the buttons of his lover’s shirt one at a time.
“Fine.” Jensen pouted but sighed blissfully, when he felt his husband’s lips trailing kisses down his collarbone.
Shoving the shirt off Jensen’s shoulders, Jared kneeled down and moved his mouth lower until he hovered right above one of the tender, leaking nipples. “I’m gonna take good care of you.” He purred and pulled at the maternity jeans, to get them off his husband’s hips, before loosing his own shirt quickly and pressing his naked chest against Jensen beautifully rounded body.
The pregnant man moaned at the contact of skin on skin and threw his head back when his lover’s hot mouth latched onto his right nipple. “Jay!”
Pulling back, Jared gave the dark nub a playful lap and looked innocently upwards in his husband’s darkened eyes. “What can I do for you, Mommy?”
“Stop teasing!” Jensen growled, feeling his half-hard cock filling again, as Jared’s mouth returned to his nipple and started sucking and licking at it to coax more of the addictive, clear liquid out of the sensitive nub.
Jared circled Jensen’s torso with both arms and started massaging his lower back while nursing on his engorged pecs. He could tell from his husband’s fast breathing that he was get really close, so he slipped one finger into the crack of Jensen’s butt and slowly inched lower towards his lover’s hole.
“No!” Jensen gasped unexpectedly and tensed inside Jared’s embrace. “No touching down there… Wanna cum… like this…” He panted urgently. His husband’s hot mouth on his tender nipples and the sensual massage would be enough to make him cum and forget the dull ache in his back as well as the stabbing pain he had just felt in his lower belly. He knew what that pain meant but he didn’t want to worry Jared or their kids just, yet. There was a bad snow storm outside and he knew that they wouldn’t be able to leave the house anytime soon, so he would just keep his little secret to himself as long as he could hide it.
“Okay, I can do that.” Jared chuckled dirtily. “Did I ever tell you how hot you are, Mommy?” He covered his teeth with his lips and bit down on one of Jensen’s nipples, feeling his lover shake with need right under his hands. Groaning and slurping loudly, he teased the leaking nub and laughed deep in his throat when he finally felt the first spurts of Jensen’s release hit his own chest. “Cum for me, Mommy.” He purred seductively and held onto his husband’s sides to keep him upright, when his eyes closed and a soundless cry ripped out of his throat. He waited for Jensen to stop shaking and then gently lowered him onto the bed to retrieve a washcloth from the bathroom. As soon as he stood up, he flinched as the crown of his own steel hard erection brushed against the inside of the zipper of his jeans. With one last look at the serene expression on Jensen’s face, he decided to take care of himself in the bathroom and let his husband sleep for a while.
*
Jensen was woken up by the sound of feet stomping down the hall and murmuring voices. Rubbing his huge, contracting belly to ease the pain a bit, he opened his eyes and saw that it was already night. He must have been sleeping for a few hours at least, telling by the darkness outside. Slowly sitting up, he also noticed that the contractions had gotten stronger while he had slept and he had just decided to go and check his progress in the bathroom, when the door to his room flew open.
“You gotta come downstairs and calm Jake down, babe.” Jared muttered, going straight to their dresser and pulling a pair of sweatpants and a wide, cotton shirt out.
“What happened?” Jensen asked concerned as he took the clothes and started putting them on with his husband’s help.
Jared looked a bit pale and shaken. “Jake’s in labor and he’s panicking. Jenny and Jess took him to the guestroom downstairs but he keeps yelling for you. Pete fainted and Steve just carried him upstairs. Patrick and the girls took the babies upstairs.” He started to ramble which was a clear sign of how distressed he was.
“Okay, help me up.” The pregnant, older man said and let himself be pulled into a standing position, just as the next contraction ripped through him. He could do this! He had given birth to five kids naturally and he would be able to handle this as well. Leaning on Jared, he waddled down the hall and downstairs until he reached the guestroom. Jenny was leaning against the headboard of the large bed with Jake leaning against her and crying hysterically, while Jessie was kneeling in front of them and trying to soothe her brother with gently words and touches.
“Dad!” The teenager cried out, as soon as he saw his older father enter the room, and Jensen let go of Jared’s hand to be with their son.
Climbing onto the bed next to Jenny, Jensen turned onto his side, as best as he could, to face his boy. “I’m here, champ.” He said soothingly and wiped the tears from Jake’s face with the backs of his fingers.
“I’m scared, dad.” The eighteen-year-old admitted in a small voice and leaned into his father’s touch.
Jensen tried to shift closer, even if the position was really uncomfortable for him. “I know, baby, but I promise it’s gonna be alright.” He kissed his son’s forehead and then looked into his wide, frightened eyes. “Wanna tell me what happened?” Jensen asked calmly, suppressing a hiss as the next contraction hit him, and took Jake’s right hand in his. Jared and both their daughters were completely forgotten as he concentrated only on his boy.
“I went… went to the toilet…” Jake hiccupped, still distressed but now trying to take steadier breaths. “I thought… I peed my… myself but… there was blood in…” He squeezed his eyes shut and gasped in pain.
Jensen pressed another kiss to Jake’s temple. “It’s okay. You don’t have to worry about that. How far apart are the contractions?” He then asked in the same warm voice.
“About seven minutes, last time I checked.” Jessie answered promptly. “But he won’t let me check if he’s dilating.”
“No!” Jake shot back instantly.
Jessie rolled her eyes in frustration. “I’m a nurse!” She argued.
“But you’re not… a midwife!” Her brother replied between sobs.
Jared was about to break up the argument when Jensen suddenly bolted upright and cried out in pain.
“Damn it!” The pregnant man shouted and held onto his hugely bulged out, rock hard belly as he felt something shift downward.
“Jen?” Jared’s eyes widened as he understood what was happening. “Oh, no! Please tell me… NO!” He made two big steps and pulled his panting husband into his arms.
“Dad!” Jake cried out with renewed panic in his voice and squirmed inside the circle of his oldest sister’s arms.
Jenny tightened her hold on her baby brother’s upper body and softly whispered into his ear. “Don’t freak out, Jake. Just keep breathing, okay? Dad is having the twins.”
“Fuck! Think I have to push!” Jensen warned and tried to wiggle out of Jared’s embrace but was lifted off the bed and carried to the sofa. “Jay, I gotta push!” He cried out once more and started bearing down as soon as his back hit the sofa cushions.
“I have to check if you’re ready!” Jared argued but could only watch how his husband’s face turned red with the effort of pushing. “Okay, okay… I’ll check when this one’s over…” He saw Jensen slowly relax and sag back into the sofa before he pulled the sweatpants off his legs. Staring at the gaping hole between his lover’s spread legs, Jared felt a lump building in his throat. “You’re at least eight centimetres! We gotta get you and Jake to the hospital!”
As he felt the pain ebb down again, Jensen grabbed his husband’s wrist forcefully to make him look at him. “There’s a snow storm out there, Jay. We’re not going anywhere.”
“Then we have to call 911.” Jared countered, his eyes already searching for the phone.
“They won’t get here in time, Jay. The streets are impassable with all that snow, they won’t be able to get here so quickly.” He tried to reason with his panicking husband. “Listen, Jay. You gotta call Patrick down to help out with a few things.”
Jared shook his head vehemently. “No, we need to get a doctor.”
“The girls will take care of Jake and I’ll be fine as well. Done this often enough to know how it’s supposed to go down.” Jensen gave Jared a small smile, trying to look more confident than he actually felt. Sure, he was a pro at giving birth after five kids but twins were always a bit risky and he was worried about Jake, who was scared out of his wits. ‘First things first’ he thought to himself and started planning the next steps. Patrick was a fire-fighter and a very calm and competent guy compared to Steve, who was a high school football coach and tall as a tree but dropped in a dead faint as soon as he saw blood. “Let Steve stay with the kids upstairs and… Where the heck’s Peter?” He suddenly remembered Jake’s missing boyfriend.
“He fainted as soon as Jake declared he was in labor.” Jared grimaced. “Steve carried him upstairs and the girls took Emma and Lilly to their room.
Jensen nodded and massaged the aching lower curve of his belly. “Good… It’s better if they all stay upstairs. Just get Patrick here, so he can get stuff ready when it’s needed.”
“Will you be okay, if I leave you?” Jared asked a bit uncertain.
Hissing as the next labor pain ripped through him, Jensen nodded again. “Got four minutes before the next one hits.” He warned and watched his husband run upstairs.
*
Meanwhile Jenny and Jessie were trying to keep Jake calm, even if he still refused to let his sister take of his pants to check the progress of his labor.
“I know you’re scared, Jake, but now is really not the right time for pointless modesty.” Jessie explained to her brother. “We both have helped changing your diapers, baby bro.”
Jake clenched his eyes shut, a few more tears rolling down his wet cheeks, and cried out as his body was filled with the next contraction. He did his best to breathe through it, like Jenny coached him to do and finally relaxed again. “That’s different…”
His oldest sister carded her hand through his spiky, blond hair. “Hey, we’ve both worked in the ER for a while, so trust me when I say that there’s nothing we haven’t seen before, kiddo.” She was a paediatric nurse and used to deal with scared little kids and that was exactly how her brother was acting right now.
“Just remember that time you broke both your wrists when you were fifteen.” Jessie pointed out with a triumphant smile. “I was the one who helped you shower until the casts came off. I’m pretty sure that you haven’t grown anything new since then.” She gave him a wink and rubbed the inside of his thighs. “C’mon let me take those sweats off, runt.”
The eighteen-year-old blushed bright red but at last lifted his hips to let his sister pull the pants down.
“I don’t see any reason to blush or be embarrassed, Jake.” Jessie attempted to joke as she gently pushed her baby brother’s thighs apart to inspect his birth channel. “This looks good. You’re about seven centimetres, so you still have a bit of time before you’ll have to start pushing.”
Jenny leaned her chin against Jakes temple and rubbed his arms in a supportive gesture. “See, that wasn’t so bad.”
Standing up from her position on the foot end of the bed, Jessie searched through the nightstand drawer for a moment and went back to kneel between Jake’s bent legs. “I’m going to check if the baby already dropped into your pelvis. Just try to relax, baby bro.”
“No! Don’t touch me down there…” Jake started crying again. “You’re my sister.”
Stroking his leg, Jessie locked eyes with her brother. “You know I won’t hurt you and this is nothing that your doctor wouldn’t do as well. Just close your eyes and try to block out that it’s me, okay. I’ll be really quick.” She coated her index and middle finger with the lube, she had found in the nightstand, and waited for Jake to close his eyes and take a couple of deep, calming breaths. Then she carefully inserted her finger into the slack hole and felt around until her fingertips touched the solid surface of the babies head. Pulling her fingers back out, she patted Jakes swollen belly affectionately. “The head’s already in the right position.” She declared with a reassuring smile just before her brother could cry out in pain once more.
*
Jared stormed down the stairs and circled the sofa to be at his husband’s side again. “How’re you doing, babe?” He asked lovingly and kissed Jensen quickly.
“I’m good.” The pregnant man assured with a titled smile just as his son-in-law entered the living-room. “But I ruined the sofa.” Indeed there was a huge wet puddle right under his hips.
Patrick set a stack of clean towels onto the coffee table. “I heard you’re trying to steal Jake’s thunder now.” He smiled good-naturedly and quickly helped Jared to spread the clean towels underneath Jensen’s exposed hips.
“Can you please check on the kid for me?” Jensen asked in return, still preoccupied with his son. “I’m good for now.”
“Sure thing. Don’t worry, I have everything covered.” The young man declared and went over to the guestroom.
Jensen turned back to Jared, who still looked a bit green around the edges. “I’m pretty sure that one kid already moved into position but can you maybe check?” He asked, hoping that keeping Jared busy would keep him from worrying too much.
“Yeah, of course.” Jared answered and slipped his finger deep inside of Jensen. "I can feel the head. How long have you been in labor?"
"For a while." The pregnant man answered, without giving too much detail because he knew that Jared would only get mad at him, if he told him that he had been having light contractions since morning.
"How long is a while?" Jared kept asking with a stern look on his face.
Jensen squirming under his husband's piercing gaze. "Few hours..." He gave Jared a tilted smile and hoped he would stop the questioning but no such luck.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Jared sighed. "You are not in the best shape to be having more kids and you are trying to keep labor from me!"
The pregnant man was about to retort something but a new contraction wracked through him and left him panting. He could feel the pressure in his lower half increase as the baby moved further down.
"Baby?" Jared said softly, staying between Jensen's legs, still looking worried.
Nodding, Jensen pulled his knees towards his chest and gave a first experimental push. "Shit!" He grunted as he felt the tell-tale burning at his hole. The first baby was about to crown and he really hoped that Jared wouldn't freak out on him now. His husband had been with him when all their other kids had been born, but there had also been a doctor and nurse there to help with the delivery all those other times.
"Oh shit!" The younger man cursed as he started to panic. "What do I do?" He stared at Jensen's gaping hole with big, scared eyes.
The pain slowly ebbed off and gave Jensen a moment to catch his breath and gather his strength again. "Could you maybe lube me up a bit? It burns... Might help the baby slide out…" He panted heavily.
"O-okay…" Jared replied and ran up the stairs again to get lube. When he came back, Jensen had unbuttoned his large shirt and was smiling at him reassuringly, looking flushed but okay. After thoroughly coating his fingers with lube, Jared carefully started to push his digits and the slick substance into his lover’s birth channel. He was disgusted by the blood and other fluids, leaking out of Jensen's hole but he kept pushing the lube around, trying his best not to pass out.
Jensen tried to relax a bit as Jared fingered his birth channel, but he had also noticed his shaky voice. "Don't panic, Jay. It's gonna be okay." He assured his husband, even as he could sense the next contraction building up already. "I think I'll have to push..." He warned before the pressure became too much and he couldn't fight the natural urge to bear down any longer.
"Oh shit!" A terrified looked spread on Jared’s features, as he pulled his fingers out and got into position to help Jensen deliver. "We need a doctor. I have no idea what I'm doing!"
"Just catch..." Jensen croaked between grunts and moans, as he pushed hard, feeling the child's head slowly breach his hole. At least the baby was in the right position, so he hoped that Jared would really just have to catch him or her and his or her sibling when the time came. "Call Patrick... Need sterile scissors..." He added on a second thought, still bearing down but already feeling the pain lessen gradually.
"Patrick!" Jared shouted in a shaky voice. He rubbed the inside of Jensen's thighs, trying to soothe him.
"It's gonna be... okay." The older, pregnant man repeated his mantra for Jared's and his own sake, as they waited for their son-in-law to come back into the living room. It simply had to be okay. It was Christmas after all and what better time for miracles than that?
Patrick ran out of the guestroom and one look at Jared's pale face was enough to understand what was happening. "What do you need?" He asked quickly, ready to get any needed supplies as fast as he could.
"We need uh…" Jared couldn't remember the word and made cutting motions with two fingers. All he could think about was the fact that Jensen was going to be giving birth with no doctors.
Another contraction ripped through Jensen's body and he started to push once more, groaning in pain as the baby's head very slowly slipped out of his stretched hole. "Get ready!" He shouted out and kept bearing down, in hope of getting the head out on that contraction. He had been confident that he could do this, but now he really had to admit that he wasn't thirty any more and that the pushing was more exhausting than he remembered.
"Oh God!" The taller actor’s face was losing its color. "This is, uh, a lot grosser than what I remembered..."
"Don't you DARE... fainting on me!" Jensen growled, holding his knees wide open and bearing down with all his might. He felt like he was being split in two but then he sensed the head finally slip free and the pain subsided a bit. "Can do this..." He muttered to no one in particular and gasped for air. His face felt hot and the first droplets of sweat were forming on his forehead.
Jared stared at the baby's head in horror. He wasn’t sure what to do and his hands were shaking, when he carefully touched the small head.
Taking a very deep breath, Jensen prepared himself for the next contraction and started pushing as soon as the pain flared up. He knew that once the head was out the rest should follow without further trouble but it still burned as hell, when the small body gradually slipped free. "OUT!" He grunted through clenched teeth and pushed even harder.
"It's a boy!" Jared had tears in his eyes. "Oh god, Jen, it's a boy!" Smiling through the tears, he held the tiny baby close for a second before carefully laying him on Jensen's belly. Then he noticed that Patrick had entered the room and was holding out a pair of scissors to him, which he took to cut the cord.
Jensen smiled at the chubby baby boy but the moment of happiness was soon cut short, when the next labor pain hit him full force. "Take him!" He shouted at Jared and bore down again. The first baby should have stretched everything out enough for the second to get out easier.
Jared placed the baby next to Jensen's nipple and let him nurse. "It'll help…" He explained as he moved in between his husband's legs again.
A small hiss escaped Jensen as their son's tiny mouth latched onto his right nipple and he greedily started to nurse. The sensation was really overwhelming even if his body was still screaming at him in pain and growing exhaustion. All of a sudden he remembered how, twenty-five years ago, the doctor had also placed Jenny on his chest right after she had been born and he smiled weakly.
"Come on." Jared encouraged. "Let's see baby number two!"
"Okay..." Jensen rasped, his lips and throat feeling too dry. He gently laid a hand on their first baby's back and clawed at the sofa cushions beneath him with his free hand, when he started pushing again. "Burnsss..." He groaned as the child's head was expelled.
"You are doing so good!" Jared soothed, as he moved his hand down to the baby's head. "The baby’s almost out and then this will all be over."
Right on cue they heard a shout coming from their guestroom right next door and Jensen's eyes widened in shock. "Damn!" He grunted and pushed hard to get the baby out already. "Jake..." He moaned, bearing down and feeling their second baby slip out of him completely. He was still breathless but trying to crane his neck to see what was going on in the other room.
"It's another boy!" Another huge smile was on Jared’s face and he had tears pouring down his face, as he cut the cord like he did with the first baby.
"Jake..." Jensen croaked again and looked at Jared for help. "Take me to Jake." He was beyond exhausted at this point but he needed to be with his son. Gritting his teeth one last time he began pushing, in hope of expelling the placenta faster.
Jared placed the younger baby on Jensen's chest and picked the older baby boy up, quickly handing him over to Patrick. Trying to stay calm he wrapped the placenta in the soiled towel and dropped it onto the floor. Then he very carefully pulled the soft sweatpants up Jensen’s legs and hips before lifting him into his arms and carrying him to Jake.
“I’ll clean those two little guys up.” Patrick offered and took the younger baby out of Jensen’s arms to wrap him into a fluffy towel and place him next to his brother on the coffee table.
Jensen could barely hold his head up, resting it against Jared's shoulder instead, but he tried to shake the exhaustion off as soon as he set eyes on his oldest son, who was still leaning against Jenny and had Jessie kneeling between his thighs. "Hey, Champ." Jensen greeted his boy, who looked totally distressed and scared out of his mind. "Set me down on the bed, Jay."
Laying his husband down on the bed next to their son, Jared flashed an encouraging smile at the teen. "You are doing good, kiddo." He could barely believe how much Jake looked like Jensen about twenty-five years earlier, scared but trying hard to be brave and so beautiful that it made Jared’s heart ache.
"I can't do this!" Jake cried and turned his tear-stained face toward his older father. "I need a..." He scrunched up his face and screamed in pain at a new contraction.
Even though Jensen felt incredibly sore, he carefully rolled onto his side and wiped his hand over Jake's cheek soothingly. "You can do this, baby. I know you can."
Jessie was looking at Jake's gaping hole. "You need to push. The head is almost out."
The teenager shook his head and sobbed. "It's too big... Won't fit through..."
Jensen kissed his son's temple. "Shhh... Don't panic. You and all your brothers and sisters fit through perfectly and Jessie always had a big head." He tried to lift the mood a bit and shared a small smile with his daughter. "Just take a deep breath and push really hard with the next contraction, baby." He rubbed Jake's arm and then took his clammy hand in his own.
“You can do it, Jake!" Jessie encouraged her brother, who started to push the baby's head out slowly. "You did the hard part. Just a few more pushes and you will have your baby." She said when the small blond head slipped out.
Jenny was wiping the sweat from her baby brother's brow and carded her fingers through his damp hair, while whispering encouragements into his ear. "It's almost over, kiddo. In a few minutes you'll be holding your baby boy."
"It hurts..." Jake continued to cry but leaned into his sister's gentle touch and locked eyes with his dad, who was still holding his hand tightly.
Jessie caught the tiny baby as he slipped free. "You did it! You have a beautiful son." She grabbed the suction bulb and cleared the baby’s airways, smiling when he started to wail. Then she moved around Jake’s still parted legs and gently laid the baby on his heaving chest to let him nurse for the first time.
Jake gave a relieved sigh and then the waterworks really started as he and Jensen both set eyes on the new family member and began crying, though it were tears of joy this time.
"You did great, champ." Jensen told his son proudly and squeezed his hand affectionately. He looked around the room and was surprised to see Jared gone, but before he could say anything, he heard his husband talking to Peter outside the room.
"What are you gonna call this little angel?" Jenny asked, rubbing her brother's belly gently to help with the expulsion of the afterbirth while Jessie cleaned up the baby and placed a clean sheet over Jake’s legs.
Jake finally smiled even if he looked beat. His tired smile even grew when he saw his boyfriend reluctantly walking into the room with a blush high on his cheeks. Holding eye contact with Peter, he answered the questions happily. “Alexander Jensen Evans.” They had long ago decided on that name but kept it a secret.
“He does look like both of you.” Jared, who had entered the room behind Peter and now sat down next to Jensen with both their new babies in his arms, interjected cheerfully before his husband could comment on the name choice.
Jensen nodded in agreement, overwhelmed by his feelings and trying hard to keep back new tears of gratitude. “They still don’t have names…” He stared at his baby sons and frowned. They had been discussing names for a few weeks but hadn’t come to an agreement, yet.
There was a huge smile on Jared’s face. “I was hoping they were boys…” He admitted in a conspiratorial voice. “How about Dean and Sam because…” He was about to mention that they maybe would never have met if it weren’t for those two parts, they had gotten so long ago, but Jensen interrupted him with a quick, loving kiss and a knowing smile.
“Without those two we’d probably never have met.” He finished his husband’s sentence. “I like Michael as a middle name for both.” Jensen suggested, still smiling, just as the rest of their family came into the room and Jake handed baby Alex over to him. Looking at his grandson, Jensen felt thrown eighteen years back into the past, when big, curious, green eyes stared at him. The baby really looked exactly like Jake had, when he’d first held him and he couldn’t stop smiling at that memory. He chuckled to himself because, as frightening as the last few hours had been, he had never felt as happy in his entire life as he did in that precise moment. His whole family was gathered and there were three gorgeous new babies in the Ackles-Padalecki clan. It somehow felt like a new beginning.
The End
End version of their family tree (sorry for the bad resolution but I couldn't get it working with the .jpeg format)
Wow, I stillcan't believe that this saga is over now but I'm kinda relieved about it somehow because it gives me the chance to work on my other WIP projects. I hope all you guys enjoyed the ride and that you'll keep lurking for new fics if you like this one. ;)
Epilogue
Okay, I decided to write an epilogue or timestamp for this fic but the will be the last part of this storylin because the guys are already old and I'm not going to write a death!fic. ;) I hope you enjoy it!