Rock a Bye Baby
by mermaid2bseeker

“You were what?” Admittedly, the explanation made a kind of fucked up, Winchesters-have-the-worst-luck logic. Her weight gain couldn't have been due to her penchant for french fries, oh no.

“I was pregnant.”

“How the hell—” Sam stopped, not in the mood for one of Ruby’s sarcastic replies. Well, when two people… “I thought that body was dead!”

She waved away his protest. “Mostly dead. As in the spirit was gone. But mostly dead is still partially alive.”

Sam looked at the pink bundle laying on the motel table. The little girl was sleeping, blissfully unaware of the chaos surrounding her. She was also kinda cute. In a potentially-destroy-the-world demon-spawn sort of way.

How the hell was he gonna tell Dean?

He looked up. “Is she hum—”

Well, fuck.

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Dean paced the small room. “She just handed you the baby and left.”

“Yeah.”

“What a bitch!”

The baby whimpered in displeasure. Sam picked her up, making soft shushing sounds.

“Well, we’re not keeping her.”

Sam looked up at him with the saddest doe eyes ever used against big brothers. “But she’s mine.”

Dean fortunately was not looking at Sam so was immune to the effect. “We can’t raise a baby. Are you insane?”

“Sshh. Not so loud.” He laid her on the motel bed. “She could be half-demon, at the very least she’s got some demon blood in her from me, and you suggest putting her up for adoption? What if she has powers?”

“Well, shit.”

---And that was how Sam and Dean became daddies to Little Miss Antichrist---

A/N: Please review.

I have this idea that Miss Antichrist isn't so much into the destruction and mayhem as the demons would like. Sorta like Adam in Good Omens. Of course, Castiel would be Aziraphale, although I would much prefer a Crowley that looked like Misha Collins anyday.