Dean thought it was like looking in the mirror when he saw you two weeks ago. He'd been on a hunt with Sam then, and he'd managed to save you in the nick of time from the demon they'd been hunting. But you had a kid with you then. One that looked so similar to Dean, Sam even turned to him and asked if he was sure it wasn't his. So two weeks later he's at your front door, staring at the kid your holding in your arms. He's nervous, god he's afraid, too. "Are... Are they mine? Ours?"