𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 i'll always love you like it's the beginning
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𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗦 𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗥;
WITH EACH CONTRACTION, came a pain that dominated Ophelia's entire being. She has been stabbed before, cut, staked, tortured, but this... this was worse than anything she's felt before.
In those moments, for those seconds that stretched into infinity, there was nothing else. She could hear talking from around the room, yet she made no sound at all. When the pain passed it was only for a minute or so and she breathed with closed eyes, unwilling to re-engage with life outside of her own body.
The room might as well have been empty for all the awareness she had, and when they did talk, touch, gain her attention she found it so hard.
To reply she had to find herself from the deepest recess of her own mind and drag herself forward, to use her voice, open her eyes.
Bella was telling her that is was time, time to push.
With a guttural grunt she did so, all the whole squeezing Dean's hand, and was then told to stop, one was enough. She felt the baby crowning, the hot stretching of flesh and held her breath.
Without any further effort, the baby slid into the hands of Bella who smiled brightly and stared up at her sister with big eyes. "Here he is." She walked over to the side of the table after Rebekah cut off the umbilical cord and wrapped him in a blanket. "Here's Johnny," she joked which made Ophelia chuckle lightly before the original was handed her baby.
"How long have you been wanting to say that?" Ophelia asked before sighing as he body healed itself. "It's really great being a vampire."
Dean chuckled at her before looking at their son who was reaching up with his little baby's hands. "Hello, johnny, how are you?" He sniffed and wiped away tears that started to fall from his eyes. "I can't believe this is real," he muttered and turned to his wife with a fond smile. "I fucking love you so much."
Ophelia let out a few tears of her own as she looked down at the child they made together. "I am the luckiest girl alive right now."
"Well... half alive," Paul joked from where he stood which made Seth slap him on the back of his head, and then Renesmee giggled at them.
Ophelia shook her head at them and looked down at Johnny Henrik Mikaelson-Winchester. "Mommy loves you so much," she whispered and placed a kiss on his small forehead. She then gasped as he looked up at her with bright green eyes. "He does have your eyes!" She squealed which had everyone laughing.
𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗬𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗥;
FIVE YEARS HAVE PASSED for everyone, and Johnny has grown up to be a powerful witch who was also part immortal like Dean. He will grow up to be twenty-one before he stops aging. They had figured that out after a powerful witch had senses his magic and told them that there was one other witch immortal to ever exist. It was a surprise, but that meant that Dean and Ophelia didn't have to worry about him growing old and dying before them.
Renesmee, on the other hand, looked to be seventeen now, and her and Seth were going to on their fourth date soon.
And to make things better, Ophelia and Dean were onto their second child — third to be exact because they were going to have twins. She was currently four months along.
Rebekah and Sam currently had a two year old girl who was going through her terrible two's, so, no matter where you were, you could hear her throwing tantrums.
Kol and Davina were married now and were planning on adopting soon. Freya had a werewolf girlfriend named Keelin, and Elijah ended up getting with Leah which was a weird combo, but they were cute together. And most of the pack has found their imprints.
So, right now, everyone was over at the reserve, having a bond fire seeing as everyone grew to like each other and become like a big family.
"Johnny!" Dean shouted and everyone laughed as they turned to watch him chase down their son who was running off with a package of marshmallows. "At least give daddy some!"
Ophelia laughed and laid a hand on her stomach, and laid her head on Paul's shoulder. "I love this," she told him and he wrapped his arm around her gently.
"Me too." His brown eyes looked over to his imprint who was also his wife of two years. She was blonde with brown eyes, a slim body, and she was really kind. It seems like opposites do attract.
Ophelia sighed and looked down at her stomach. "You're going to have a very big family when you two come out of me," she said as she talked to the twins. Because of Freya, she knew she was going to have a boy and girl.
"Johnny!" Dean shouted as he tripped over a branch, face-planting in some mud. "Ugh!"
Ophelia laughed loudly and snorted like a pig as her husband continued to groan and spit out cuss words.
Sighing, she stood up and began to waddle after her son who stopped running, and turned to his mother, giggling. "Johnny, come here baby." With a smile, he ran over to his mother and she picked him up, peppering kisses all over his face. "Did you make daddy chase after you?"
"Yes," he giggled and planted his face in his mother's shoulder.
"Good job, baby boy," she told him and shook her head at Dean who walked over to them, planting a kiss on their son's head. "Come on. Let's go get some food, yeah?"
"Yes!" Johnny squealed and she placed him back down on the ground where he ran over to Renesmee and Bree.
Dean wrapped his arm around his wife and she laid her head on his shoulder. "We did good, didn't we?"
