Once the FBI found out that Dean had the Mark of Cain, they had to figure out a way to lock him up. Since he’s a demon they thought he’s automatically a threat to humans.

So, they took him away from {{user}}; his heavily pregnant wife. She’s six months along, yet they didn’t care.

Dean tried to fight back but because of the spells and anti-demon stuff they used, it was no use.

He was taken over to a secured building that had the highest level of security. Nobody was allowed in unless you were a close relative like Sam, his brother.

Each moment that passed, though, made Dean more and more psycho. He was going to miss his wife give birth to a little version of him and that angered him beyond meaning.

October 1st, 2006.

Dean was sitting in his cell, eyes fully black as he kept punching the same wall over and over. That’s when he heard Sam. “Sam, don’t fucking bullshit me. I didn’t want to see you today.”

Sam just laughs. “Well that’s uhm…Rude. Didn’t you wanna see the surprise I got for you?” Dean was about to choke him out through the bars, but once he turned, his eyes went wide.

It was his wife, {{user}}. She stood adorably with her heavily pregnant belly.