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atc74 · 8 years ago

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Blood Bond - Epilogue

Word Count: 3954

Warnings: Slight angst, the fluffiest fluff that ever fluffed

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Moira Stewart, Ainsleigh Stewart, Rowena, Crowley, Cas, Mary Winchester

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Ainsleigh Stewart, Dean Winchester x Moira Stewart

Summary: A blood bond oath must be honored or there will be consequences for each generation until the bond is fulfilled. With each generation that passes, the bond requires more. How much will each family have to give before the bond is satisfied? Is it too late to break the curse after more than 300 years?

A/N: This was co-written with the amazingly talented and twisted, my Angel of Angst, @chelsea072498. We are beyond excited to bring you this story. We hope you love it as much as we do! We will be alternating posting each chapter and will be posting Sundays and Wednesdays unless life gets in the way! An enormous thank you and a large bottle of wine is owed to the best beta EVER @just-another-busy-fangirl. Laura, thank you for your patience and keeping us on track!

This is a special Friday post to end the series. We want to thank each and every one of you that have followed this story from the very beginning and stuck with us through each up and down along the way. This was a pleasure to write with @chelsea072498 and I am grateful that she included me! <3

Blood Bond Masterlist

The Bunker, Lawrence, Kansas ~ Late Summer, 2017

Dean slowly led Moira through the halls of the Bunker toward their room, but stopped just short, facing a different door. They had left Duncan and Audrie with Mary in the Library.

“Dean, what room is this?” Moira asked, a puzzled look overtaking her delicate features.

“I knew from the minute I left you at the cabin the last time that I needed to do something; something big, to make up for all the mistakes I made, the things I had said and done. This,” Dean recounted, gesturing at the door, “is why I didn’t make it back before you went into labor.”

Moira’s hands flew up, covering her mouth, gasping at the sight before her. Dean wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear “Welcome home, Sweetheart.” What Moira didn’t notice was her sister and brother-in-law on the opposite side of the room, in an almost identical pose.

Ainsleigh was the first to speak, “How did y-? When did y-?” Tears were falling freely from both woman as their men lead them farther into the room. Two pairs of cribs lined two of the walls, while four rocking chairs were positioned along another. Two separate changing tables, along with two more dressers made up the fourth wall. The room was painted a soft yellow with gray accents and a plush rug in the center pulled the room together.

“Remember that year I spent in Indiana? I was doing construction and learned a thing or two.” Dean commented, leaving the reason why he was there out of it entirely. “I added the extra door, right across from Sam and Ainsleigh’s room, and Sam helped me with the painting. The rest: the extra cribs, decorations, and chairs, that was all Mom.” Dean looked rather proud of himself.

“It’s absolutely perfect!” Ainsleigh exclaimed, jumping into Sam’s arms.

“Thank you, Dean. For everything. For our beautiful children and for loving me.” Moira held Dean tightly as she admired the transformation he had mastered with the room.

“I always loved you, Moira. Thank you for being patient enough for me to admit it.” He kissed her gently, just as a chorus a wails could be heard echoing throughout the halls. “Must be feeding time!”

The Bunker, Lawrence, Kansas ~ Late Summer, 2018

Moira and Ainsleigh were enjoying a cup of tea in the kitchen one night. All four babies had been asleep for about an hour and they finally had some quiet time. The first few months had been hell on all of them; all four adults had been sleep deprived with the infants all on opposite schedules. But now here they were, one year later, and tomorrow they would be celebrating the Winchester Four and their first birthday. Moira looked up as Sam and Dean wandered into the kitchen, taking a seat with them at the table.

“Hell of a year, huh, ladies?” Dean exhaled as he wrapped an arm around Moira’s shoulders.

“You can say that again!” Sam added. “I still can’t believe that you didn’t tell us until you were both in labor that it was twins!”

“We had just found out when you left,” Ainsleigh retorted. “That’s not exactly something you can announce over the phone!”

“That’s what I told Dean!” Moira exclaimed.

“How did you find out? It’s not like you were going to regular doctor appointments,” Dean questioned.

Whitefish, Montana ~ Late Spring, 2017

“What kind of ice cream do you want Leigh?” Moira asked, the supermarket’s freezer door propped open on her expanding stomach.

“Cookie Dough!” Leigh yelled back to her sister.

“Excuse me, miss?” A kind voice asked Leigh as she reached for some fresh produce.

“Yes? Can I help you?” Leigh asked hesitantly, her hand went to the flask of holy water in her bag.

“I couldn’t help but notice your ‘condition’ and I am the only Obstetrician or Midwife in town; I haven’t seen you two before. How far along are you?” The woman had a gentle way about her that put Leigh at ease.

“About 25 weeks each.” Leigh answered.

“Really?” The woman seemed surprised.

“Yes. We are sure about the date of conception and are due the middle of September. But it’s really none of your business,” Moira piped in defensively.

“You’re right; it’s not. And I apologize for asking questions of such a personal nature. My name is Ana, and as I said, I am a Midwife. And I apologize for being so forward, but you both are carrying much larger than 25 weeks. Here is my card; please call and make an appointment. Have a pleasant day.” And with that, she left them alone.

A few days passed and Ainsleigh’s curiosity finally got the better of her. She knew her sister wouldn’t go into town to see a doctor, so she called Ana and asked her to come out to the cabin. They were safer here and could run her through the tests without her even noticing.

Ana came out to the cabin the next day after her appointments. They had tea made with holy water and had silver spoons for stirring. Once both girls were satisfied that she wasn’t evil, they let her examine them.

Neither Moira or Ainsleigh could believe what they were told. Twins? Both of them were pregnant with twins and due on the same day? But they had each seen the ultrasound images and sure enough, there were a total of four babies. What are the odds? Near impossible, is what Ana had told them.

From that day on, Ana came by every other week or so to check on them and visit. She encouraged them to eat right and exercise as long as they had the energy. She never once questioned where the fathers were and she became their only friend during this time.

The Bunker, Lebanon, Kansas ~ Late Summer, 2018

“I still wish you would have told me. It was quite a shock to find you in labor and then you tell me we are having twins!” Sam recalled.

“I couldn’t agree more,” Dean added.

Moira stood from the table, stretching before putting her mug in the sink. “Well boys, you better rest up; we are throwing a party tomorrow!”

~*~

They say that a child’s first birthday party is for the parents. A one year old will never remember the experience. They won’t remember the cake smooshed between their little fingers or the balloons or the presents.

With all of the events of the last thirty years leading them to this very day, it was indeed for the parents. The four of them stood around the library, watching as four sets of fingers dug into the tiny cakes Ainsleigh had made for them. Surrounded by their remaining friends and family, they celebrated their children.

Ainsleigh and Sam stood side by side watching Mary with her grandchildren when out of the blue, Sam told her he wanted another child with her.

“What?! Sam, we have one year old twins! Don’t you think we should wait until they’re a little older?” Ainsleigh looked at him like he had grown another head.

“I have loved you forever and nothing would make me happier than to expand our family, Leigh,” Sam confessed as he peppered her neck with kisses.

“Sam, I don’t even know how I got pregnant with Fin and Siobhan. It wasn’t supposed to happen. The doctors told me…”

“Maybe I can help with that.” Cas was suddenly next to them.

“Cas, what do you mean?” Sam asked their angel friend.

“When Moira brought Ainsleigh here and I healed her, I healed all of her, old injuries included. That is how she was able to conceive your children, Sam,” Cas told them plain and simple.

“Cas? You didn’t think to mention that to me, to us, at anytime? We would have taken precautions,” Ainsleigh blurted out.

“Leigh, knowing you could conceive wouldn’t have changed anything for me. The love was always there, our children are an added bonus, and I want more.” Sam wrapped her in his arms.

“Are you sure, Sam? We never planned on having Fin and Siobhan with the life we live and now you want to have another baby?” Leigh pulled back and searched his face, looking for any sign he might change his mind.

“I have never been more sure,” Sam answered.

Leigh heard a throat clearing behind her, she turned to see Dean looking apologetic.

“Sorry, Leigh, but Sammy and I have to cut out for a couple hours. I already told Moira we would do the cleanup when we get back. But, Sam, we gotta go,” Dean explained.

~*~

Sam and Dean had been gone for a few hours when Leigh started worrying. She and Moira had not said a word about where they might have gone or what they could be doing, but each knew the other was thinking it. It wasn’t until the babies were bathed and in bed that Leigh spoke up.

“Moira, Sam told me today that he wants another baby,” Leigh told her sister as they sat enjoying a glass of wine.

“How do you feel about that, Leigh? Do you think you guys are ready?” Moira asked.

“We never planned on these two, let alone another one. And with Sam and Dean still hunting, I don’t know. I just don’t know. I know the Bunker is safe, but…” Leigh was cut off when they heard the heavy metal door open and close, signaling that the boys were home.

Sam and Dean walked down the spiral staircase in the war room followed by another man. Both women stood as they walked into the library.

“Moira, Leigh, this is Mick Davies, British Men of Letters. Mick, Moira Stewart and Ainsleigh Winchester,” Dean quietly mumbled, knowing how Moira felt about them.

“Ladies, it is a pleasure to meet you. I have heard wonderful things about you from the Winchesters,” Mick greeted them, kissing each of their hands in turn.

“Dean, a moment please?” Moira snapped as she tried to hide her displeasure.

“Sweetheart, before you chew me a new one, it’s not what you think. Just hear us out, okay? All of us?” Dean pleaded with Moira and she relented, returning to her seat next to Ainsleigh.

“Before you ask, no, we have not been conspiring behind your backs. The hunts we have gone on with Mom in the last year are the truth. She gets her intel from Mick and we help her take down the threat. Everything we have told you is legit,” Sam started.

“Sammy and I have made a lot of changes in the past year. All for good reasons; the two of you, our children. And we want to continue to make changes that benefit everyone in the long run,” Dean added in.

“How long, Dean? How long have you been having covert meetings with this man?” Moira was poised for a fight, but Dean wasn’t going to give in.

“This is the first. That is the truth,” Dean told her, seeing her relax a little.

Mick opened his briefcase and handed each of them a large manilla envelope. “Mrs. Winchester, Ms. Stewart, this should answer most of your questions.”

Ainsleigh and Moira shared a look and opened the envelopes together, dumping the contents out in front of them.

Documents scattered over the worn wooden table; clean birth certificates for each child, new identification, driver’s licenses and passports.

“What is all of this?” Moira looked to Dean.

“We made a deal with the Brits. We are turning over everything to them in exchange for all of that.” Dean gestured to the documents as he rounded the table to her.

“We’re getting out. For good,” Sam told Leigh as he pulled her to her feet as she squealed, throwing her arms around Sam’s neck.

Moira, a natural skeptic, wasn’t convinced. “So what? You give up the Bunker and we are free and clear? New lives and everything?” Moira stared Mick down.

“Mostly, yes. Except these are the identities you were born with. These will be the lives you should have been living. We have scrubbed your criminal and death records. We have also established credit scores for all of you. Sam and Ainsleigh’s marriage is now legal, as well.”

“What’s the catch, Mick?” Moira asked him again.

“Sweetheart, there is no catch. Sam and I have been talking about this. This is what we have both always wanted, but never in a million years dreamed we could have. Normal lives, a family; the apple pie life, Moira. This is as real as you and me,” Dean vowed.

Moira continued looking through the documents. All of the information was accurate; full names, dates of birth, parents, all of it seemed legitimate.

“There is just one more thing that I have for you then I will be on my merry way.” Mick handed each woman another folder. “Inside you will find the deed to a home, for each of you. Your gentlemen were very specific on what they wanted you to have and we found them. The homes are in a safe neighborhood with good schools. They are fully paid for. You are free to go and live your lives in peace, starting tomorrow.”

Mick bid them goodnight and showed himself out, leaving them alone for the first time all day.

“Babe, is this all for real? We are finally getting out?” Ainsleigh looked up at Sam expectantly.

“Yes. I told you earlier today that I wanted another child with you. This is all happening. We just want what is best for both of you and for the kids. This is it. What we all have always dreamed of.” Sam waved to his brother and Moira, before taking his wife’s hand and leading her out of the library.

Moira lowered herself back into her chair and finished off her glass of wine, staring at their future on the table.

“Sweetheart? Are you okay with this? I want this to be a fresh start for all of us. You and our kids mean everything to me and I made this deal, we made this deal, for all of us. This is the life we never thought we could have but always wanted. Moira, I love you and this is just the beginning.” Dean pressed his lips to hers passionately. Pulling her by the hand, he led her back to their room.

Lawrence, Kansas - Mid-Winter, 2019

Moira had prepared a wonderful family dinner for all of them. It was Leigh and Sam’s two year anniversary and they would be arriving shortly. The table was set. The twins were dressed and playing quietly for once and Dean was in the shower.

She placed the finishing touches on the salad, placing it and the bread on the table, just as the door opened and children squealed with delight to see each other, even though it had only been a couple of hours.

“In the kitchen!” Moira yelled over her shoulder as she pulled the lasagna from the oven to let it cool a bit.

~*~

“Moira, thank you so much. This was delicious as always.” Sam rubbed his stomach as he leaned back in his seat.

“Sam, I am happy to cook for all of us, less leftovers!” Moira stood and raised her glass. “To my sister and her husband, the love you share is beyond words and you were made for each other. It is has been a long road, but the journey has been worth it. Happy Anniversary!” She toasted the group.

“Thank you, Moira. You are the best sister in the world.” Leigh stood to hug her sister.

“Sam, I have an anniversary gift for you. Well, two actually. Here, this one first.” Leigh handed Sam an envelope.

“Baby, I thought we weren’t getting each other gifts?” Sam took the envelope from her and in it was a check for a large sum of money.

“What is this, Leigh? Where did you get this money?” Sam was bewildered, to say the least.

“I haven’t, well, we haven’t been entirely forthcoming with both of you.” Leigh started. “Our parents left us a large trust fund that we came into control of on our twenty-first birthday. Pastor Jim invested it wisely and it grew more than we realized. This is for the bookstore and cafe you want to open.”

“Are you serious? This is amazing. Thank you Baby. This isn’t just for me, this is for us, our dreams, our future.” Sam kissed his wife soundly.

“Before I forget, here is your other gift. Tradition says that the second anniversary gift is cotton.” Leigh handed Sam a thin, flat box, tied with a silver ribbon.

The look on Sam’s face was priceless as he pulled the gift from the box, holding it up to get a better look.

“Come on, Sammy, what is it?” Dean asked from across the table.

Sam was still speechless, but turned the gift around so his brother could see. He was holding two tiny shirts; one said ‘I’m the big sister!’ and the other ‘I’m the big brother!’

“Are you really?” Sam asked Leigh quietly and she just nodded her head, her smile brighter than the sun.

While Sam and Ainsleigh were busy discussing the details of their latest endeavors, Moira turned to Dean and handed him an envelope just like the one Ainsleigh had given Sam.

“Moira, what is this?” Dean asked her.

“Just open it.” She giggled.

Dean looked at her in amazement when he opened the envelope. He too, was holding a check for a large amount.

“I already called the realty company. You close on it next week.” Moira wrapped her arms around Dean’s neck.

“Shouldn’t we put this money aside for Duncan and Audrie?” Dean questioned her.

“No, trust funds have already been set up for them, as well as Finlay and Siobhan. Don’t worry about the money, Dean. Our parents made sure we would be okay.

“I am going to own my own garage,” Dean marveled aloud. “Thank you, Sweetheart. I love you so much.”

“And I love you,” Moira murmured against his lips.

Lawrence, Kansas - Six Months Later

Moira smiled when she heard the front door open.

“Daddy!”

She walked into the living room and saw Dean scooping the twins into his arms. “Hey, you.” She walked over and gave him a kiss. “How was your day?”

“Good. Great. We’ll get to that later.” Dean kissed the top of his children’s heads. “I missed you three today. What did you do today?”

“We went to visit Auntie Leigh, Fin, and Siobhan today.” Moira smiled. “The cafe is looking great. Sam was working on bookshelves for the store. He’s expecting more books to arrive tomorrow.” Moira saw Dean’s face. “What?”

“I always hated that Sam gave up law school. It seems like he and Ainsleigh found something even better.”

Moira agreed. “They’re happy.”

Dean kissed her lips. “So am I.”

“Daddy, where’s the surprise?!” Audrie asked.

“You promised them a surprise? For what?” Moira asked.

Dean opened his mouth but Duncan spoke first. “Pretty ring for pretty momma.”

“Thanks, Buddy.” Dean laughed. He bent over and set the twins down. “Let’s do this right, Munchkins.”

“Do what?” Moira stared at him. “Dean?”

His green eyes sparkled. “Moira, come here.” She walked to him. He kissed her softly. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, Dean.”

He kneeled in front of her. “You’ve been it for me since I was a kid. I knew it, but I was scared to admit it. In the last three years, we’ve created an incredible life that I never thought I deserved.” He took her hand. “You didn’t give up on me. Moira, I was a shit to you, over and over. You loved me when I didn’t love myself. You loved me when I didn't deserve it.” His hold on her hands tightened, his palms sweaty. “You’ve given me two beautiful, amazing kids. This change wasn't the easiest thing in the world for me and you helped me transition. You supported my decision to stick close to you and the twins for the first few months and wanted to work on cars here at the house. When I told you I was ready to try my hand at a garage, you helped me find the perfect place, you helped me get things going, and you never once complained….”

“Dean,” Moira smiled at him. “It's because of how much I love you. You have wanted the apple pie life for as long as I have known you. I want you to live out all-well, most of-your dreams.”

“Why not all?” He asked with a slight smirk.

“I don't share well with others.” Moira winked.

Dean laughed and pulled something from the chest pocket of his flannel. “Moira Stewart, marry me.”

“You didn't say please!” Audrie exclaimed.

“Ask nice!” Duncan made a face that reminded his parents’ of his Uncle Sam.

“Moira, will you please marry me? I'm already the luckiest man in the world because I have you in my life. I've always been a selfish son of a bitch…”

“Daddy!”

“And I want more.” He slipped the ring on her finger. “Don't embarrass me in front of my kids, Woman.”

“Stand up,” She ordered.

“Moira?” Dean’s face showed his panic.

“Stand up so I can kiss my fiancé.” Moira laughed. He stood and pulled her into his arms for a passionate kiss that earned giggles from their children.

Moira wiped the tears from her eyes. “Think we can do this before April?”

Dean looked surprised and nodded. “I was hoping way before April.”

“Good.” Moira smiled. “I would like to be a Winchester before I give birth to our new baby.”

~*~

Six weeks later, in a very small ceremony with only family, Dean and Moira stood before Cas as he performed a wedding ceremony in Enochian. Once Cas declared them husband and wife, Dean kissed Moira deeply.

He rested his forehead on hers and smiled. “We did it, Mrs. Winchester.”

She laughed. “Yeah, we did.” She felts tears falling from her eyes. “I am so glad we got here, Baby.”

“No crying, Sweetheart.” Dean wiped her tears. “You're so beautiful.”

Moira wrapped her arms around his neck. “You are a fucking work of art….”

“Momma!”

“Aunt Moira!”

“Sorry.” She kissed her husband-it gave her such a thrill to finally say that-and looked at Ainsleigh and Sam with a smile. “This life is pretty good.”

Ainsleigh linked her arm through Sam’s. “Yeah, I think so.”

“Momma, I want pie!” Duncan said suddenly.

“Cheeseburger!” Audrie looked at Dean. “Daddy, are we having cheeseburgers?”

Fin and Siobhan joined in. “Mommy, we want hummus!”

Dean made a face. “Sammy, no! They're just kids!”

“You parent your kids, I parent mine.”

Dean shivered. “Let them live a little!”

Ainsleigh and Moira laughed at their husbands. “We aren't fighting over food today!” Moira looked at Dean. She giggled. “Don't piss Sam off or we may not have a sitter for tonight.”

“Hummus! Hummus for everyone!” Dean bellowed.

Moira rolled her eyes. “You’re such a dork.”

“I might be a dork, Sweetheart, but now I am officially your dork.” Dean winked at his bride.

A blood oath had been made more than three hundred years ago, but the blood bond that it created would last a lifetime. True love had never been the intent of the spell, that usually only existed in fairy tales. The bond that was fulfilled that September night will forever tether these souls together and it would take an act of Heaven and Hell to break it.

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