One More Dance - SPN/HL - Immortal!Uncle Dean ‘verse
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Title One More Dance
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: muses_circle
Rated:G
Fandom: Immortal!Uncle Dean ‘verse - Highlander/Supernatural
Characters Sam & Dean Winchester; OC's - Katie Collins Winchester and the spawn: Jonathan Dean (JD), Samuel Jr. (Mule), Josh & Jimmie (the Twins) and Robbie
Prompt: Written for Spawnfic_tues
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators. Katie and the spawn are mine
Summary: Katie has a surprise for Sam.
A/N: Other spawn adventures in the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here.
One More Dance
Katie sat on the edge of the bathtub starring at the white plastic applicator in her hand; the little pink plus sign mocking her. She'd hoped that maybe she'd been imagining the symptoms. Oh, who was she kidding? She'd been through this four times before. She'd known what the test results would be before she'd even bought the damn thing.
Sighing, Katie wondered how she was going to break the news to Sam. It's not like he wouldn't love having more kids, but they'd sort of agreed that five was enough. JD was almost fourteen and here she was pregnant again. This was crazy. But then, reality in the Winchester household often was.
She smiled when she thought of telling Dean. He was always encouraging them to repopulate the world with Winchesters. She supposed that wasn't a bad thing and was pretty sure Sam would agree. Absently she rubbed her stomach as acceptance and happiness for the situation washed over her.
A pounding on the door broke her from her musings.
"Katie, you still in there?" Sam called, a hint of desperation in his voice. "I need some help out here. I can't find Josh's back pack and Robbie's asking for a special cereal that only you seem to know about. Also, JD claims you gave him permission to go on some trip with his friends this weekend. He's asking for money."
Katie chuckled. A typical whirlwind of activity before school for the Winchester menagerie. "Josh's backpack is in the hall closet. The cereal is on top of the fridge. I promised he could have it today. I told JD it was alright. I tell you about it later, but don't give him more than twenty bucks."
"Got it," Sam said through the still closed door. "Are you coming out any time soon?" Now that his initial questions had been answered, the desperation had turned to concern.
"Nothing to worry about," she lied. "I'm just not feeling too great this morning. Can you handle the kids?" That was the truth; her stomach was doing somersaults.
God, she hated morning sickness. And why the hell did they call it that when she felt sick all day? If history repeated itself, she'd be sick for most of the next three weeks and then smooth sailing until the end. Fingers crossed, she thought as her stomach rolled again.
"Hey, I'm a professional." Sam laughed and she heard his hand touch the door as if willing her to feel better. "I'll take Robbie to Dean's so you can get some rest."
"That would be great," she answered. It was nice having a built in babysitter in Dean. When he was in town they never had to worry about finding an extra hand to help with the kids. "Just make sure he doesn't have any unexpected guests before you drop Robbie off."
She could almost hear Sam smiling through the door. "Always do." He tapped the door again in a gesture of farewell. "See you when I get home, but call if you need me."
Katie could tell he was worried that she hadn't let him in, but she wasn't ready to face him just yet. "I will."
The minute she was sure Sam was gone, she leaned over the toilet and gave into her misery.
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Sam entered the house and paused; it was entirely too quiet. Setting his briefcase down on the hall table, he went looking for his brood. He found his boys in the great room at the back of the house. Sam Jr. and JD were doing homework at the kitchen table while the twins were building something out of playing cards and Lego’s.
"Hey guys," he called. "Where's Mom?"
The twins greeted him with a quick, 'Hi Daddy' before returning to their project.
"She's upstairs," Mule replied, looking up briefly from his work.
"I told everyone that they had to be quiet," JD explained. "She's still not feeling well."
"I heard her throwing up," Mule added.
Sam frowned. That was not good.
He looked around the kitchen and as he'd expected no sign of any dinner. "JD, order some pizza will you?" Sam started to leave to check on Katie, but then turned back. "And get extra. Your uncle will be dropping Robbie off soon."
JD laughed. "If he senses pizza on its way, we'll need to be prepared."
"Good man." Sam smiled and headed to find out what was wrong with his wife.
The door bell rang and before he had a chance to open it, Dean walked in carrying Robbie. Sam had to laugh. Why Dean felt the need to ring when he never waited for someone to answer always amused him.
"Hey I found this outside," Dean handed Robbie to him. "I think it's yours."
"Daddy!" Robbie cheered as he flung his arms around Sam's neck.
"Hey Buddy." Sam gave the toddler in his arms a quick kiss and ruffled his hair. "Have a good time?" When Robbie nodded, he set him down. "Go find your brothers." Robbie didn't need any encouragement and ran to the back of the house. "Thanks man."
Dean smiled. "I always have fun."
That was true. Dean was a big kid and never minded playing what ever game the rug rats asked of him. Sam often thought it was Dean's opportunity to participate in all the childhood stuff he'd missed.
"Can you hang around a bit? I want to go check on Katie."
"Sure," Dean said, frowning. "She not feeling any better?"
"Don't think so. Sammy said she was throwing up." Sam still refused to call his namesake Mule; the ridiculous moniker his brother had bestowed on his second child.
Dean gave him a funny look. "Food poisoning?"
Sam shook his head. "We'd all be sick then." Dean and Katie shared one major thing in common that Sam still couldn't get over; their ability to eat anything. The two had bonded years ago when they'd gone on a pilgrimage to find the best bacon cheeseburger in Seacouver. "No, it has to be something else because you know she never throws up; ever. Well, except when…" Sam stopped.
Dean had a big grin on his face.
"You don't think - " Sam paused not willing to give voice to the thought invading his brain. "I mean, there could be another reason."
His brother wouldn't stop smiling at him and Sam realized Dean had reached that conclusion well before him.
"No, it's not possible," Sam insisted.
"I think you proved it was possible five times - well, four times before," he teased. "Wait, do the twins count as once or twice?"
Sam was about to protest again when he remembered that one night about six weeks ago. They'd took a risk and been a little careless with the birth control, but with five kids you took your opportunities when they presented themselves. Guess they'd lost that gamble - or had they won. Sam wasn't sure how he felt. He swallowed and said the words out loud. "Katie's pregnant again."
Laughing Dean nodded and clapped him on the shoulder. "You're gonna have a six pack, Sammy boy."
Sam was still reeling. Six kids. Nobody had six kids anymore.
"You ok with this?" Dean asked. His brother was suddenly worried by Sam's silence.
He tumbled through his emotions, but the one he kept coming back to was happiness and he knew he was okay with this. Sam smiled. "How could I not be?" he replied. "And maybe this time it'll be a girl."
"Doubt it," Dean teased.
Sam sighed. Dean was probably right, but at that moment he found himself really wanting a golden haired little girl with her mother's dark blue eyes. "Watch the boys will ya, I need to go congratulate my wife."
When his brother nodded, Sam headed up the stairs. "Hey just three more after this and you'll have a baseball team," Dean called after him.
Without stopping, Sam sent a rude gesture Dean's way. "Not funny, Dude."
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Katie stopped at the top of the steps when she recognized Sam and Dean's voices below. She smiled as she heard them figure out the cause of her mysterious illness. Katie felt tears come to her eyes when Sam expressed his desire for the baby. Why had she even been worried? Damn hormones.
"Hey you," Sam said seeing her standing in the hallway as he reached the top of the steps.
"So you figured it out?" Katie looked into his eyes searching for conformation of what she'd heard hem tell Dean.
"You, of the cast iron stomach, throwing up all day," Sam teased. "Yeah, I figured it out."
"And?"
"And," he paused dramatically as he swept her off her feet. "If you're up for it, I think we need to celebrate."
Katie giggled as she flung her arms around his neck and planted a kiss on his lips. "Oh, I'm up for it."
He maneuvered them into the bedroom and whispered a husky, "Me too."
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A/N: For the record, this idea was planted by pen37 who convinced me that JD needed a little sister.
Title One More Dance
Author: strangevisitor7
Beta: muses_circle
Rated:G
Fandom: Immortal!Uncle Dean ‘verse - Highlander/Supernatural
Characters Sam & Dean Winchester; OC's - Katie Collins Winchester and the spawn: Jonathan Dean (JD), Samuel Jr. (Mule), Josh & Jimmie (the Twins) and Robbie
Prompt: Written for Spawnfic_tues
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators. Katie and the spawn are mine
Summary: Katie has a surprise for Sam.
A/N: Other spawn adventures in the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here.
One More Dance
Katie sat on the edge of the bathtub starring at the white plastic applicator in her hand; the little pink plus sign mocking her. She'd hoped that maybe she'd been imagining the symptoms. Oh, who was she kidding? She'd been through this four times before. She'd known what the test results would be before she'd even bought the damn thing.
Sighing, Katie wondered how she was going to break the news to Sam. It's not like he wouldn't love having more kids, but they'd sort of agreed that five was enough. JD was almost fourteen and here she was pregnant again. This was crazy. But then, reality in the Winchester household often was.
She smiled when she thought of telling Dean. He was always encouraging them to repopulate the world with Winchesters. She supposed that wasn't a bad thing and was pretty sure Sam would agree. Absently she rubbed her stomach as acceptance and happiness for the situation washed over her.
A pounding on the door broke her from her musings.
"Katie, you still in there?" Sam called, a hint of desperation in his voice. "I need some help out here. I can't find Josh's back pack and Robbie's asking for a special cereal that only you seem to know about. Also, JD claims you gave him permission to go on some trip with his friends this weekend. He's asking for money."
Katie chuckled. A typical whirlwind of activity before school for the Winchester menagerie. "Josh's backpack is in the hall closet. The cereal is on top of the fridge. I promised he could have it today. I told JD it was alright. I tell you about it later, but don't give him more than twenty bucks."
"Got it," Sam said through the still closed door. "Are you coming out any time soon?" Now that his initial questions had been answered, the desperation had turned to concern.
"Nothing to worry about," she lied. "I'm just not feeling too great this morning. Can you handle the kids?" That was the truth; her stomach was doing somersaults.
God, she hated morning sickness. And why the hell did they call it that when she felt sick all day? If history repeated itself, she'd be sick for most of the next three weeks and then smooth sailing until the end. Fingers crossed, she thought as her stomach rolled again.
"Hey, I'm a professional." Sam laughed and she heard his hand touch the door as if willing her to feel better. "I'll take Robbie to Dean's so you can get some rest."
"That would be great," she answered. It was nice having a built in babysitter in Dean. When he was in town they never had to worry about finding an extra hand to help with the kids. "Just make sure he doesn't have any unexpected guests before you drop Robbie off."
She could almost hear Sam smiling through the door. "Always do." He tapped the door again in a gesture of farewell. "See you when I get home, but call if you need me."
Katie could tell he was worried that she hadn't let him in, but she wasn't ready to face him just yet. "I will."
The minute she was sure Sam was gone, she leaned over the toilet and gave into her misery.
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Sam entered the house and paused; it was entirely too quiet. Setting his briefcase down on the hall table, he went looking for his brood. He found his boys in the great room at the back of the house. Sam Jr. and JD were doing homework at the kitchen table while the twins were building something out of playing cards and Lego’s.
"Hey guys," he called. "Where's Mom?"
The twins greeted him with a quick, 'Hi Daddy' before returning to their project.
"She's upstairs," Mule replied, looking up briefly from his work.
"I told everyone that they had to be quiet," JD explained. "She's still not feeling well."
"I heard her throwing up," Mule added.
Sam frowned. That was not good.
He looked around the kitchen and as he'd expected no sign of any dinner. "JD, order some pizza will you?" Sam started to leave to check on Katie, but then turned back. "And get extra. Your uncle will be dropping Robbie off soon."
JD laughed. "If he senses pizza on its way, we'll need to be prepared."
"Good man." Sam smiled and headed to find out what was wrong with his wife.
The door bell rang and before he had a chance to open it, Dean walked in carrying Robbie. Sam had to laugh. Why Dean felt the need to ring when he never waited for someone to answer always amused him.
"Hey I found this outside," Dean handed Robbie to him. "I think it's yours."
"Daddy!" Robbie cheered as he flung his arms around Sam's neck.
"Hey Buddy." Sam gave the toddler in his arms a quick kiss and ruffled his hair. "Have a good time?" When Robbie nodded, he set him down. "Go find your brothers." Robbie didn't need any encouragement and ran to the back of the house. "Thanks man."
Dean smiled. "I always have fun."
That was true. Dean was a big kid and never minded playing what ever game the rug rats asked of him. Sam often thought it was Dean's opportunity to participate in all the childhood stuff he'd missed.
"Can you hang around a bit? I want to go check on Katie."
"Sure," Dean said, frowning. "She not feeling any better?"
"Don't think so. Sammy said she was throwing up." Sam still refused to call his namesake Mule; the ridiculous moniker his brother had bestowed on his second child.
Dean gave him a funny look. "Food poisoning?"
Sam shook his head. "We'd all be sick then." Dean and Katie shared one major thing in common that Sam still couldn't get over; their ability to eat anything. The two had bonded years ago when they'd gone on a pilgrimage to find the best bacon cheeseburger in Seacouver. "No, it has to be something else because you know she never throws up; ever. Well, except when…" Sam stopped.
Dean had a big grin on his face.
"You don't think - " Sam paused not willing to give voice to the thought invading his brain. "I mean, there could be another reason."
His brother wouldn't stop smiling at him and Sam realized Dean had reached that conclusion well before him.
"No, it's not possible," Sam insisted.
"I think you proved it was possible five times - well, four times before," he teased. "Wait, do the twins count as once or twice?"
Sam was about to protest again when he remembered that one night about six weeks ago. They'd took a risk and been a little careless with the birth control, but with five kids you took your opportunities when they presented themselves. Guess they'd lost that gamble - or had they won. Sam wasn't sure how he felt. He swallowed and said the words out loud. "Katie's pregnant again."
Laughing Dean nodded and clapped him on the shoulder. "You're gonna have a six pack, Sammy boy."
Sam was still reeling. Six kids. Nobody had six kids anymore.
"You ok with this?" Dean asked. His brother was suddenly worried by Sam's silence.
He tumbled through his emotions, but the one he kept coming back to was happiness and he knew he was okay with this. Sam smiled. "How could I not be?" he replied. "And maybe this time it'll be a girl."
"Doubt it," Dean teased.
Sam sighed. Dean was probably right, but at that moment he found himself really wanting a golden haired little girl with her mother's dark blue eyes. "Watch the boys will ya, I need to go congratulate my wife."
When his brother nodded, Sam headed up the stairs. "Hey just three more after this and you'll have a baseball team," Dean called after him.
Without stopping, Sam sent a rude gesture Dean's way. "Not funny, Dude."
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Katie stopped at the top of the steps when she recognized Sam and Dean's voices below. She smiled as she heard them figure out the cause of her mysterious illness. Katie felt tears come to her eyes when Sam expressed his desire for the baby. Why had she even been worried? Damn hormones.
"Hey you," Sam said seeing her standing in the hallway as he reached the top of the steps.
"So you figured it out?" Katie looked into his eyes searching for conformation of what she'd heard hem tell Dean.
"You, of the cast iron stomach, throwing up all day," Sam teased. "Yeah, I figured it out."
"And?"
"And," he paused dramatically as he swept her off her feet. "If you're up for it, I think we need to celebrate."
Katie giggled as she flung her arms around his neck and planted a kiss on his lips. "Oh, I'm up for it."
He maneuvered them into the bedroom and whispered a husky, "Me too."
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A/N: For the record, this idea was planted by pen37 who convinced me that JD needed a little sister.