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Born Into Legacy | Dean Winchester

Summary: It was 2001 when young Emilia Quinn found out she was pregnant by her current boyfriend, Dean Winchester.

Instead of ditching her, he stays. He never left the hunting life, but Emilia did.

Once John went missing, Emilia felt like it was time to get back on the road...even if it was with a three year old in the backseat.

[Season 1-3]

[Dean x POC!OFC]

Rated M for Mature.

Warnings: angst, mentions of childbirth, pregnancy, fluff, canon violence, implied smut, smut

Chapter One: Prologue

2001

"I'm pregnant."

There was a pause in the room, everything was silent. The young man, who was equally responsible for the bun in the oven, was almost afraid to speak. He couldn't.

He didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do.

The young woman, the expecting mother, was suddenly overwhelmed with the silence. The thought of disappointing her boyfriend, his brother, his father. She didn't know what came over her but once the tears started to pour, they didn't stop.

"Hey," the young man whispered. He wanted to get her attention, seeing her cry was the worst. "Hey, Em, come on. Don't do that. Don't cry."

Em scoffed just before she laughed humorlessly. "Don't cry. Dean...I'm pregnant. I'm a hunter. I have no family. Not to mention I'm only eighteen."

"Well, you got me," Dean told her. He took a seat beside her. Her cold hands were then cover with his warm palms. "You got Sam. You got my dad–"

"How are we gonna tell John?" Em shook her head. "He's just going to ship me back to Bobby's."

Dean got on his knees to be in front of the young lady. His emerald eyes staring into her brown orbs. He placed a hand on her cheek. "I'll handle it. I'm gonna take of you and the kid. I promise."

Emilia couldn't stay annoyed with herself for too long. That was the thing, her and Dean have known each other since they were kids, he always knew what to say to make her feel better.

Dean kissed her forehead before leaving the hotel room.

2002

"Come on, Em. You can do this!" Dean encouraged his girlfriend.

Her grip on his hand was getting tighter as she screamed.

"Ms. Quinn, I need one more push. Just one more."

"Okay," Emilia whispered before taking a deep breath. She gave it her all.

Then suddenly, she felt like a weight was lifted off her shoulder, except she didn't hear it. She didn't hear a cry.

"Is my baby okay?" The worried new mother asked. "Answer me, please."

The doctor turned the quiet baby around. The infant's blue face was troubling.

Dean held onto Em's hand, he was scared. But he was prepared for the worst.

The doctor slapped the baby's bottom. In return, the little bundle of joy started wailing.

The new parents smiled.

"Congratulations, your new baby girl," The doctor held up the baby for her parents to see her.

Dean melted. She was perfect. She had soft, curly brown hair. Her cheeks were like little plums. He couldn't make out her eyes just yet because she had them closed.

Dean Winchester thought he loved Emilia. He thought he loved Sam. But this love for the babe in front of him was a new feeling.

Emilia took in Dean's gaze at their baby. She was so proud of him. She was proud of herself. Yes, they were young. Yes, they didn't know what the were in for. But she didn't care. As long as she had Dean and their daughter, nothing else mattered.

2005

"Mommy, sing to me, sing to me," The toddler sang, twirling around in her pink dress. Emilia nodded her head, staying on beat.

"Zoe, girl, did you know that you use to live in my tummy? Zoe, girl, did you know that I'm in love with being your mommy?" Emilia joined in. Zoe smiled so wide.

She looked like Dean. The little girl have lightly brown skin, wild sandy blonde hair, big brown eyes, and a rad personality that lit up her parents world.

"You are my world, my favorite girl," Zoe continued, off-key. She grabbed her mother's hand and grinned.

Her mother returned the grin, there were tears in her eyes. She loved Zoella Claire Winchester so much. She never expected to become a mom, but she wasn't mad that it happened. She thanked God for her child, and her boyfriend.

"Mama?" Zoella called out. The little girl started stacking her dolls, stuffing them in her dollhouse.

"Yes, my sweets," Emilia answered as she walked in the kitchen.

"When is daddy and papa gonna be back?"

The mother turned around, she grabbed the apple juice off the dining table.

She sighed, "I don't know, pumpkin. Your daddy said a couple of days."

"Days? That's a long time. Too long," Zoe complained as she placed her little hands on her hips. Em shook her head. That little Winchester was a sassy one.

"What? You want me to call him?"

"I wanna talk to papa."

That was another thing. Zoella loved John Winchester. Whenever she was at daycare and they had to talk about their mommy or daddy, Zoe always asked if she could talk about her papa.

Emilia grabbed her purse and pulled out her phone, dialing John's number. When the line started ringing, Em gave the toddler the phone.

"Hello?" John answered but it sounded like he was whispering.

"Papa! Hi! I miss you!" Zoe exclaimed as she walked into the other room.

Emilia chuckled to herself. She stood there for a moment before looking the refrigerator to try to figure out what's for dinner.

"When's you coming back home, pop?" The toddler asked as she made a spot on the couch. John sighed.

"I don't know, buttercup. Have you seen your daddy yet?"

Zoella shook her head as if John could see her. "Not yet, papa."

"I have to go, cupcake. Promise me you'll be sweet?"

The little girl smiled to herself. "No."

"Zoella Claire," John said sternly. He usually goofed around with her but this time he couldn't. He had other things on his mind.

Zoe frowned. "Yes, I's gonna be sweet."

"Good," John sighed again. He didn't know how to break down what he was wanting to say for his grand baby to understand. "Listen, papa is gonna be a little busy for a while. You know what that means, right?"

"Long time?"

Hearing the sadness in her voice broke his heart. "Yeah, buttercup, long time."

"I don't want you to go."

"I have to. I love you."

"I love you too." Then it was silent on the other end. Zoella pouted, she slowly walked back in the kitchen.

Emilia noticed Zoe's change of mood. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Zoe shook her head before running off to her room.

Em turned the stove down so the food she was cooking could simmer. Without hesitation, she followed her child into her room.

And there was Zoe, playing with her blocks. Her mother could tell she was sad, but she didn't know why.

"Hey, why the long face?"

"Papa is gonna be gone for a longs time."

Emilia was use to that though. Dean and John would leave for weeks at a time, just couldn't stay away from that hunting life.

"He'll be back before you know it. I promise."

"Okay, mommy."

Dinner was quiet. Zoe didn't say much, she mostly played over her food. Emilia started to worry about the toddler.

After cleaning up and putting away food, it was bath time, and that lifted the toddler's spirit.

"I have to sleep?"

"Yes, ZoZo love, you have to sleep. You have daycare in the morning." Emilia kissed her daughter's forehead before tickling her.

Zoe giggled, kicking her little feet, messing up the sheets on her bed.

"Goodnight, baby."

"Goodnight mommy."

Just as Emilia was about to go to bed, she heard the front door unlock. Immediately, she grabbed her gun, her finger on the safety lock.

She slowly trailed her way into the living room. Then she noticed a little light in the kitchen, when she walked in she saw a someone with their head in the refrigerator. Fortunately, she knew this person.

"Dean!" Em said, making her presence known.

She startled him a little, casing to hit his head on the roof of the fridge.

He stood up and turned around to see his beautiful girlfriend in her nightgown.

"Mmm, happy to see me?" He flirted. Em rolled her eyes but she couldn't help smirk that crept to her lips.

"You're a big dummy. Where's John?"

That's when Dean frowned. "I don't know. He's not answering my calls."

"I'm sure he's fine. Zoe talked to him earlier."

Dean scoffed before giving Em a small smile. "Of course he'd answer her calls."

"That little one has a force to be reckoned with," Emilia laughed. "I wouldn't want to be on her bad side."

"I know that's right," Dean looked around. "Where's my baby anyways?"

"It's damn near midnight, she's asleep. I want to keep it that way."

Dean nodded. He looked at Em and smirked. "Well, since you were about to go to bed anyway..." The Winchester grabbed his Lady, his arms wrapped around her waist. He kissed her.

That's always something she missed. His soft lips, the way he held her. Emilia deepened the kiss, exploring his mouth. Something she hasn't done in weeks.

Dean then led Em to their bedroom where they continued their need for heated passion.

That morning, Dean woke up in bed by himself. He groaned. He loved sleep, he hated waking up.

Before he did anything else, he checked his phone.

He became more alert when he noticed a voicemail from his father.

He pressed play and listened to it. He shook his head before putting on his clothes.

2005

Emilia spent all day at work, she was a waitress in the morning and an after school teacher in the evening.

She was happy to finally be home. She grinned when she saw the impala was still parked outside of their home.

"Look who's here, zozo!"

"Daddy?!"

"Yeah!" Em quickly got her daughter out of her car seat. Zoe wasted no time in running in the house.

She ran into her parents bedroom. Her eyes widen with excitement to see her dad come out of their bathroom.

"Daddy!"

Dean's heart melted every time she called him that. He opened his arms for her to run to him and she did. He picked her up, holding onto to her in a tight embrace.

"My ladybug, I've missed you."

Zoe leaned back to look at her dad's face. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. I couldn't stay away from my baby for too long."

Emilia stood at the doorway, she loved it when those two would interact. "Hey, you two, what do you guys want for dinner?"

"Pizza!" Zoe yelled from her father's arms. Dean chuckled.

"You heard the little boss, babe. We want pizza."

Emilia rolled her eyes before she laughed. Dean placed Zoe on her feet. "Hey, go get your blocks and meet me in living room. Daddy gotta talk to mommy."

"Okay!" Zoe ran out of the room.

Dean's smiled turned into a slight frown. Emilia quickly caught on to that. Something was not right.

"What's wrong?"

"It's my dad...he's missing. I got this voicemail–"

"John's not missing."

"Oh yeah? You know where he's located at this very moment?"

Emilia folded her arms. "Okay, continue."

"I need to find him. I'm leaving."

The young mother scoffed. "That's so like you. Do you even think about us? About your daughter?"

"Em–"

"No, I don't want to hear that. You're missing her life, Dean! You weren't even here when she took her first steps or when she said her first words."

She was starting to make Dean feel bad.

"I know and I'm–"

"Which is why we're coming with you."

Dean froze when she said that. Not really sure if he heard her right. "What?"

"John's missing and we need to find him. I don't want you doing it alone so me and Zoe are coming with you."

Dean shook his head, not liking the idea. "What if it gets dangerous?"

"Luckily, Zoe has two amazing parents who will make sure nothing bad ever happens to her."

Emilia closed the space between her and Dean, kissing his lips slowly. "Just let me help."

"Okay, let's start packing," Dean said, grabbing a bag for his lady. He paused, forgetting to mention one more thing. "Oh, and we're going to get Sam."

Emilia turned around. "What?"

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