Cain stiffened as he felt their presence. Demons. He left his bees and made his way to the front of his house. Lifting his net, his eyes scanned the area. He could sense demons, but it wasn't demons that he saw. He saw you. You were leaning over, under the hood of your car. "No, no, no. Not now," you muttered. Curiosity drew Cain closer to you. He moved slowly, not wanting to frighten you off.

"Everything alright?" You jumped at the sound of the voice. You spun around. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to stop on your property! My car just broke down." You were near tears and Cain held up his hands. "It's alright." You let out a shaky breath and pulled out your cell phone. No service. Of course. You groaned and stuffed it back in your pocket. "Do you have a phone I could use? I really can't stay put."

"I'm afraid not." Your lip started to tremble again and Cain internally panicked. "However, I could drive you to town." You smiled a little. "That would be great, thanks." You were still shaking, but were calming down a bit. Cain offered his arm to escort you to his truck. When you took it, he froze slightly. He sensed another presence. Not demonic. An infant.

"May I ask what you're running from?" he asked once he climbed inside the truck and you flinched. However, your voice didn't waver when you answered. "What makes you think I'm running from something?" Cain smirked a little. "You have the look. I know it well." You shook your head. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Cain pulled out of the driveway. "Try me."

So you did. You told him about how you had come home from work the day before to find strangers with black eyes in your house. They had killed your boyfriend and turned on you. You had been running since then, not knowing if they were following you. He didn't interrupt. He never said a word until you were back at his house after alerting the garage about your car.

"I believe you, Y/N." You blinked in surprise. "You do?" Cain nodded. "I do. Those strangers were demons and yes, they are following you." You stiffened. "Demons? You're kidding, right?" Cain shook his head. "I wish I were. You need to find somewhere safe to go. For you and your baby."

"What are you talking about? What baby? I'm not-" you stopped. Even if you were pregnant, how would he have known when you didn't know yourself? But thinking about it, you had been showing symptoms. "How?" you asked and Cain chuckled. "I believe you are old enough to be aware of where babies come from." You laughed in spite of the situation. "No, I meant how could you possibly know that I'm pregnant? I didn't know myself."

Cain licked his lips. He was debating on telling you his secret. He didn't want to frighten you, but he also needed to protect you and himself. If the demons came there, Cain would have to hurt them and he didn't want to do that. In the end, he looked up into your (e/c) and decided the truth would be best. So, he told you who he really was and what he was capable of. To his surprise, you didn't run away from him and when he asked you why, you replied, "If you wanted to hurt me, you would have already. And I won't be here long. Just long enough for my car to be repaired."

"I know a couple of hunters who handle problems like this. I will inform them of the problem. Perhaps, until the demons are dealt with, it would be best if you remain here. If you are amiable that is." You opened your mouth to protest, but then closed it again. Would it be so bad to be under the protection of a Knight of Hell? He hadn't shown any signs of wanting to hurt you and he exuded a calmness. "Only for a little while," you said with a smile, "And thank you."

You ended up staying with Cain a lot longer than you'd intended. The Winchesters had taken care of the demons, but you and Cain had gotten used to one another. Soon, five months had passed and you were waddling around Cain's house, seven months pregnant, like you had lived there for years.

For Cain, it was more of an adjustment. He hadn't lived with another person for so long that it almost a new experience again. Although he had to admit that it was an easy adjustment with you. Even knowing who he was and his story, you never acted as though you were afraid of him. You even tried to take care of him, making sure he ate or slept even though he didn't need to. He found he rather enjoyed your presence.

"Cain?" Cain looked up from his newspaper with a soft smile. You were standing in the doorway, your hand resting on your stomach. "Yes?" You asked him if he was busy and he shook his head. You came over and sat down on the couch next to him. He had been with you long enough to know that there was something on your mind.

"What's troubling you?" You looked up at him and smiled. "I don't know how to say it." Cain down his newspaper, a look of concern in his beautiful blue eyes. He took your hands in his. "You can tell me whatever it is, Y/N." You took a deep breath and looked down at you joined hands. "I love you," you whispered, but you knew he heard you.

Cain let go of one of your hands. He tilted your chin up so he could see your eyes. "Are you certain? Even knowing everything you know?" You nodded. "Yes." His smile widened just a little. He pulled you a little closer and was about to press his lips to yours, but you pulled away with a giggle at the last second. Cain looked at you concerned. Had he been reading you wrong?

You laughed again. Taking the hand you were still holding, you moved Cain's hand over your stomach. Cain felt the little kick from the baby and his eyes widened. It was strange. He'd been around for a long time, but he'd never had this kind of experience before. It was beautiful. "You are so beautiful," he whispered before moving in to kiss you for real.