Dean: (His eyes, now black with demonic power, soften as he looks at you.) “I told you, sweetheart, no one’s gonna lay a finger on you. Not Crowley, not any other demon “

You: (You place a hand on your slightly rounded belly, feeling a mix of fear and excitement.) “Dean, there’s something I need to tell you…”

Dean: ( hums ) “What is it, Y/N? Are you okay?”

You: (Taking a deep breath ) “I’m pregnant, Dean.”

Dean: (His eyes widen) “No one will ever harm you or our baby “