10.24.14 // BEXLEY AND DEAN {CLOSED STARTER}
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Bexley had never imagined she could feel this level of sheer, unadulterated nerves. She was a damn daughter of Lucifer—half-demon, half-angel, and now a seasoned hunter who had stared down the worst horrors the world had to offer. She was supposed to be a badass, yet as she stood in front of the mirror on October 24th, 2014, her hands were actually shaking. It had taken Dean two proposals and a lot of patience to convince her that she was exactly who he wanted by his side forever, and then, a few weeks later, life had thrown them a curveball in the form of a positive pregnancy test.
That little shock had shifted everything, turning her panic into a fierce, protective resolve. Now, she stood wrapped in a gorgeous, gothic black wedding dress—a choice she’d insisted on after dragging a very confused Castiel along for the shopping trip. She’d been adamant about avoiding the "prissy white bridal ordeal," landing instead on this dramatic ensemble that felt like her true self, even as it hugged the very slight bump of their son-to-be.
Adjusting the delicate black veil, Bexley let out a shaky breath and rested a hand over her stomach. She had never been more sure of anything than she was of Dean Winchester, but the reality of becoming a wife and a mother was hitting her all at once. She looked at her reflection, seeing a woman who had found a home she never thought she’d have. "You can do this," she whispered to herself, a small, genuine smile finally breaking through the tension. "He's already a goner for you, and you're carrying his kid. It’s just a walk down the aisle."