C h a p t e r T h r e e
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Sioux Falls, South Dakota
1997 - 1999

"And that one?" He asked as he pointed to the sky.

"That's Cassiopeia." She answers. He turns his head to look at her. Her eyes looking at the dark sky, a smile displayed on her lips, Dean wish he could stay here for eternity.

"She was a queen, considered beautiful and vain. Her story is a tragic tale about the consequences of her own actions. They say Poseidon chained her to a chair in heaven. That's how the consternation got it's name." Dean never cared much about learning mythology, but every word that left her tongue, was so interesting he found himself listening to every detail.

"Cassiopeia." He paused for a moment. "That would be a great name if we ever have a kid." His words make her chuckle. She turns her head to meet his eyes. God, he could get lost in those brown eyes. She leans closer and their lips meet in a kiss. In that moment they were infinite.

Freya pulled away from his lips, laying back down on the hood of the impala. Their eyes never leaving the other.

"Marry me." Dean's words broke the comfortable silence.

"What?" She asked. Maybe she heard him wrong.

"Marry me." He said louder.

"Ask me when I'm eighteen, and I'll say yes."

"So are you going to open the envelope, or just continue to stare at it like you have for the past hour?" Bobby asked, disturbing the comfortable silence.

Freya pulled her eyes away from the envelope, and looked at Bobby. "Just give me a minute."

The girl looked back at the envelope, eyebrows pulled together, as she was in deep thought. "Okay, I'm just gonna open it."

Bobby hid a smile as he turned towards the fridge, getting a beer. "Want one?"

"Ha ha, really funny." The girl sarcastically said. Her eyes scanned the paper as it landed on a yellow post it note. Freya smiled bigger then Bobby had ever seen, and that warmed his heart.

"So?" He looked at Freya, who was still frozen with a big smile displayed on her lips.

"Well, hopefully you won't feel too lonely being the only man in the house." The girl stood up, showing Bobby the ultrasound picture, the yellow post it note stating the gender, being next to the picture.

"It's a girl?" He smiled.

"It's a girl." She confirmed. Bobby pulled the girl into his arms, the smile never leaving.

As they both pulled away from the hug, Bobby saw the tears staining the girls cheeks, and his smiled disappeared. "Happy tears?"

"I don't know. Maybe? I am so so happy, but I just, I miss him Bobby." She tried to wipe the tears away, with the back of her hand, unfortunately more tears followed.

"I know, I know." Bobby gently said, as he took the crying girl in his arms. "When that man, man up and comes back, I promise you sweetheart, imma give him hell." His words made the girl let out a chuckle.

"Just don't kill him."

"I can't promise anything."

The following months were not easy. Freya thought about Dean most of the time, even though Bobby tried to keep her mind away from him. The girl started taking pictures, documenting everything. Bobby thought it could be good to make a scrapbook for the little girl, and Freya could not agree more.

On Freya's 19th birthday she was six months pregnant, and she spent the whole day crying. Bobby tried to cheer her up, but there was no use. The girl's birthday had not exactly been known to have fond memories, her parents deaths being one of them. But it is also one year since Dean was supposed to propose, he had promised her. Freya wondered what he was doing right in this moment. What creature he was hunting, perhaps he was on a break trying to find a new case, or maybe he was thinking about her. All the different scenarios was all she could think about. She thought about calling him, maybe he would pick up this time. So that is just what the girl did. Although it was pointless. Freya was met by nothing but silence.

To cope with missing Dean the girl started writing letters. Freya still had hopes that he would show up, kiss her and say how sorry he was. As the weeks past, the letters became more, and there was no sound of Dean. After all hunting is a dangerous job, so maybe he had gotten killed, maybe he did not decide to leave her, maybe he had a reason. Truthfully, Freya did not know which would hurt more.

Third November was hell. Freya did not know what hell felt like, but she was sure it was less painful. For thirteen full hours she had been in labour, and she swore she would never have any more kids. But when Freya finally got to hold the little girl, all the pain was forgotten.

When the baby opened her eyes, Freya's own started to tear up. She had Dean's eyes. Tears were streaming down her face, and a smile placed on her lips, as she noticed all the similarities. There was no doubt Dean was the father.

It wasn't until after a few minutes, Freya noticed that Bobby was present. "You did well, I'm proud of you." Those words meant everything for Freya, and more tears ran down her cheeks.

"You want to hold her?" At that Bobby smiled big as he walked closer. He carefully picked up the small girl.

"You got a name decided yet?" Bobby asked as he looked down on the newborn.

"Cassiopeia Bobbie Winchester." Freya said proudly.

Bobby took his eyes away from the baby to meet Freya's. And Freya wish she would have been able to capture this moment, as Bobby looked more moved then she had ever seen.

Bobby sniffed away some tears. "Another Bobby, huh?" He touched Cassiopeia's cheek with his finger. "Just what this world needed."

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A/N

Long time no see.
This chapter is very rushed (as y'all probably can tell) but I felt bad going kinda MIA on this story. I also wanted this chapter to be kinda fast, because I am not feeling like writing multiple chapters without any Dean. So I wanted one chapter to kinda summarize her whole pregnancy & then in the future I might write some flashbacks, if I feel like it.

This is also not proofread at all, it's too late for that.

But it's time to get excited everyone, because we welcome back Dean next chapter!