Raleigh sighed as she looked at the man lying next to her, sleeping soundly and deeply. She had known Dean Winchester for 18 years-since he was 8 and she was 6. His dad would drop him and Sam off for weeks at a time to her Uncle Bobby's house. Bobby was given custody of his niece after vampires murdered her parents. Bobby raised her like she was his own daughter and nearly torn Dean apart the minute he knew Dean had fallen for her. Nothing could separate them Bobby Singer, hunting, or the hundreds of girls who tried to pick Dean up anytime he walked into a bar.

Raleigh stood up slowly and went to the bathroom. She loved Dean Winchester more than anything in the world. And, despite his stern exterior, she knew Dean was still in puppy love with her. They had been dating on and off since he was 16 and they had been inseparable since the day she joined him on the road when she was 20. Dean, the playboy, had done little more than glance at another woman since she took a permanent shotgun seat in the Impala.

She splashed her face with water and took a deep breath. Life had gotten so complicated for the couple since John had taken off and Sam, Dean's younger brother, joined them after his girlfriend, Jessica, was killed by the yellow-eyed demon. Raleigh knew Dean was having a hard time holding it together as was, and she had news that would complicate life so much more for her boyfriend and she wasn't sure how he would react.

Dean had woken up when Raleigh got up. He knew something was up; she had been quieter than normal all day. When she hadn't come back from the bathroom after a couple minutes, he got up to check on her. He knocked quietly on her door, not wanting to wake Sam who was asleep on the bed closest to the door.

"Babe, are you okay?"

She cracked the door open a little. "Um, yeah. Go back to bed. I'll be out in a minute." He heard her voice catch a little. She's crying, he thought. What the hell had he done? He pushed the door open all the way and looked at her. Damn, she is gorgeous; no makeup, red blotchy eyes from crying and he still couldn't think of anyone sexier. Raleigh Wesson had tamed him and he could care less.

Dean brushed her long blonde hair back and wrapped her up in a hug, holding her tight. "What's wrong babe? Whatever I did, I'm sorry."

Raleigh laughed a little and then more tears fell. "You didn't do anything. Well, I guess you did but… Dean, I have to tell you something and I don't think you're going to want to hear it." He looked into her eyes, his green ones mixing with her dark brown eyes.

"What is it? Whatever it is, Ray, we'll get through it."

Raleigh took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Dean, I'm pregnant."