Dean's smile matched her own. Turning a little more toward her, he settled his free hand, after losing the remote, on her belly. "How do you like it? You like Jack Robert Winchester? Or do you want Mommy to fight me on the last name." He'd leant over, so his voice was closer to the little bump.
If it was possible his smile grew even wider, when he felt the dull thump against his hand. He knew he wanted to make things official. To have her be his. But he wanted things settled. Calm. She made things easier, he wanted them being together to be just as easy for her. "What do you think that was, a yes or a no?"