Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural

Warnings: Contains Mpreg. Don't like don't read.

~Chapter One~

"So thirty two year old Maria Montgomery stabs herself in the heart," Dean read aloud through the police data base he had broken into. Sam half listened as he ate his salad. It sounded tragic from what he was hearing so far but right now, he wondered more why he felt the sudden urge to put mayonnaise on his food. It was annoying but it beat the nausea that he was sure became part of his past addiction. "-Baby crying was the reason she did it."

"Sorry run me by that again," Sam wiped a hand over his sore and aching eyes. He had been feeling fatigue for over twelve weeks now as well. It was more annoying than anything else. Dean looked irritated at having to repeat it but he did so anyways without questions and for that Sam was grateful.

"So not only did she stab herself in the heart but it says that she was hearing the death of her newborn baby everywhere she went. Her husband was worried but didn't really think she would commit suicide over it but then again it also says here in the case file that Maria had told her friend that she thought he was cheating on her. Damien, her five year old son, found her in the kitchen with blood all over the place. It was a big mess all around and interesting as it is, Damien was not born a single child."

"You mean he was a twin? A triplet?" At Dean's smug look Sam rolled his eyes. "Just go on already, I bet the suspense is killing you already."

"Very well then, if I must," Dean said even though his looks told them differently. "Damien was born at twenty seven weeks gestation. He was healthy although he was premature but his twin brother Nathaniel had a heart complication that lead to his death two weeks after. The mother eventually was able to move on and be there for the surviving twin with little counseling. Wait, that's not right?"

"What isn't?" Sam did realize what it meant and if he really wanted to say it out loud without upsetting his older brother he would. This woman obviously buried her guilt for the death of her son and the fact that she moved on must have killed her almost like she felt she deserved it.

"Hey quit spacing out! Anyways she was fine until she kept hearing the baby voice screaming in her head-"the younger hunter just gave him a look and Dean made sure to give him a seated look before continuing. "This isn't normal grief, I'm telling you."

"Yeah and that's what we always do, search for grieving people who hear their loved ones before committing suicide. I'm glad we have that cleared up now, no wait because there's no way that it's a normal suicide right? Maybe the demon did it," he commented sarcastically.

"Of course not! What's wrong with you," Dean paused and didn't know whether to laugh or cringe. "You do realize you put mayonnaise in your orange juice."

Sam didn't seem bothered by the fact that Dean pointed that out. Instead, he grimaced wondering why he had until he took a sip and it brought a surprisingly content look upon his face. He took another sip and then another before turning back to dean who held a face a disgust.

"It really isn't half bad," Sam admitted and laughed a little when Dean gagged.

"Whatever," Dean got out once he got his nausea under control. "Just don't drink that, that thing in front of me and we're okay. Now that we have that covered I'll tell you why I believe it is more than just a normal grieving woman stabbing herself out of guilt."

Sam raised an eyebrow whilst mildly curious on what else he could put his newfound taste on. He never really liked this stuff and he was pretty sure that ranch dressing still made him sick but if he put them together on his salad, then maybe he wouldn't? He was about to put that theory to test when he looked up and again noticed how much Dean disliked his choices at the moment.

"Fine, I promise not to try anymore new food choices that might gross you out or make you hack. Now what pray tell is the reason?"

"Funny that you should say pray tell," Dean muttered under his breath before he attempted to answer his brother's question. "Okay Cas said that there was something going down there. Come on, it's Florida, there's always something going on down there!"

Sam rolled his eyes.

"Yes and it's usually some dumb civilians killing themselves or others, sometimes both. Dean, this really looks cut and dry. Why do you trust Cas's word when we don't even know if there's something even out there causing this?"

Dean sighed.

"Come on, this is Cas we're talking about. Do you really think he would put us on random jobs with the apocalypse on our hands? Besides he gets it. Not the lying stuff or the gaining the intel because knowing Cas, divine angels don't believe in lying or all that shebang but he does believe in helping us. Can't we just agree on this?"

Sam took a deep breath and really had to rake his mind over it. He couldn't really be sure if it was nothing or not but the way that Dean went on, Sam was sure that Dean would really like to be on a case right now. Better working a job then be reminded that your own brother started the apocalypse, Sam thought darkly. On the second hand, would it mean Cas popping in often? He really didn't know whether he was ready for that or not. Not like he would tell Dean that or anything. He knew he was going to say yes though and he really hoped that he wouldn't regret this. It was was when Dean spoke again that he knew it was settled.

"Sammy, we've gone on less. Can it really be that bad?"

He felt like he was being cursed right about now but he couldn't stop the small smile at seeing Dean happy again. Maybe he could be happy that Dean is for once. At this point his own wouldn't matter much anyways and he would be thankful just to be alive.

"Okay. But if it turns out that it's nothing, we head on out of there."

Dean nodded enthusiastically and Sam found himself warm at that. Really who wouldn't want their older brother to be happy?