You had a son. That's right, a little boy. His name was Jonas. He was your pride and joy, but once your boyfriend found out you were pregnant he ran. You were heartbroken about it but quickly got over it and enjoyed the fact that, hey, you were going to be a mom soon! A mom!

Soon after Jonas was born and old enough to go to daycare, you started to date the one and only Dean Winchester. You and him were absolutely in love, and had been for a good year, before he started to get paranoid about you being alone. Well, in your world you weren't alone, you had your little three year old Jonas, but in his world you were alone.

"Y/n, just move in with me in the bunker. Sam, Cas, and Gabriel already live here, so it's not like it'll be just us. I just don't like you being alone so much baby," he said softly. "A lot of monsters and demons wouldn't think twice about using you as bait for me."

You had told him 'no' a million times and it was getting old. "Dean, I promise I'm just fine. Nothing is going to get me, my house is safe," you said in a final attempt to hide your son.

"Well then there's no difference between your house and the bunker, so it's safe for you to move in here. Please?" he begged.

"No, Dean, I can't!" You repeated.

"Why not?" He asked.

"Because... I have a secret," you whispered.

"What is it? Please, don't hide from me. I won't get mad," he promised.

You felt tears rush to your eyes. "I have a son," you said softly.

"You what?"

"I have a son," you said softly. "He's three years old, his name is Jonas, and he's got the prettiest green eyes and brown hair," you explained.

"You had a son and you never told me??" Dean cried, seemingly offended. He's... Upset because you didn't tell him about your little boy?

"Dean, I never thought you would want to be the fathering type-"

"Even if I didn't, but I do, you still should've told me! I tell you everything, y/n! How could you keep this from me?" He cried. "Does he have a father?"

"No," you said softly. "His dad ran off right after I got pregnant. It's just me and Jonas."

"I could've been that boy's father for a year! Do you know how bad I want to be a father, y/n?" He said desperately. You were crying full on by now. "And now I've missed a year of his life!"

"I'm so sorry Dean. Please don't be mad," you sobbed softly. Dean noticed your distress and ran to you, gently wrapping his arms around your waist. "I should've told you, but I was so scared I was going to lose you over my baby," you whimpered, clutching his shirt.

Dean started to slightly feel bad about your state. You were just scared. "Shh, y/n, I shouldn't have yelled. Come on, let's clean you up and then go get Jonas. I want to meet my new son," he said softly. You calmed down enough to nod and walk on your own.

"O-okay," you said softly.

Dean got you washed up by taking a shower with you and then you both got dressed. You both drove to pick up your son, who was at his k-3 class. When you arrived, he beamed and waddled over to you quickly, causing you to smile and pick up the boy. "There's my handsome man," you cooed. You waved goodbye to the teacher as your son told you story after story of that day's adventures. You listened to all of it, smiling as he would trail off on little rants that had nothing to do with the story before bouncing right back. "Sounds like you had an eventful day, huh Jonas?" you said. He giggled and nodded. As you approached the car, Dean got out. "Jonas, I have someone I want you to meet. This is my boyfriend, your new daddy, Dean," you said.

Jonas was silent for a moment, looking at Dean and playing with his hands before smiling through his pacifier. "Daddy!" He giggled. Dean's face lit up like a candle and he smiled softly, taking Jonas into his own arms.

"Yes, Jonas. Daddy."

Wooo that was trash. Sorry! I just wanted to get a Dean imagine out bc i havent done one for him in a while.

-lit ass author