Dean couldn't believe his eyes as he read it, he took the stupid thing over and over again but each time, the test was positive. Tossing the used test to the side and hide his face in his hands, this can't be happening. He can't...be pregnant, he's a hunter, this shouldn't be happening.
How am I going to tell Sam?
Dean has no doubt that Sam would be thrilled to hear that he's carrying his child, Sam always wanted to be a father. Hell, Dean always wanted to be a father but...with this life style, theres no way they could care for a child. They're barley have enough money to take care of themselves, let alone a baby.
A knock on the bathroom door brought him out of his thoughts.
"Dean?" He tell Sam was worried, of course he'd be worried. Dean locked himself in the bathroom for hours, refusing to let his alpha in or letting him know what was wrong with the omega and with all the sprays and suppressants he was on, he doubt Sam could tell by scenting him. "Please open the door. Is something wrong?"
Sam has his forehead press to the door and pawing at it, he could tell there's something worrying Dean. He can sense it and it bothers him that he won't let him know what it is, just shuts him out. Its just worries him even more, not just as Alpha but as a brother.
Did he do something to make Dean mad? Did he do something wrong? They've only been bond as mates for a couple of weeks and Sam only wants whats best for his omega, he wants to protect and take care of Dean. As any alpha would for their mate but he's also been nervous on his part, what if he wasn't good enough? He didn't want to let his mate down, he didn't want to let Dean down. That's what scares him, did he do something wrong?
Just as he was about to knock on the door again, it comes open and Dean steps out. His face was ridden with nervousness, fiddling with something in his hands and unable to make eye contact. That doesn't stop Sam cupping his face and looking him over to see if he was ok.
"I'm alright, I'm alright." Dean tells, brushing him off.
"Then why lock your self in the bathroom?" He watches his older brother bite his lip and looks down to the item in his hands, Sam follows his gaze. "What's that?"
Unable to answer his brother's question, the omega just places the test in his brother hands and lets his gaze fall back down to his sides in fists.
"Dean, is this...is this a pregnancy test?" Sam looks up to him, eyes slightly widen and a smile spreading across his lips. "Does this mean what I think it means?!"
"Y-yeah..." Dean rubs the back of his neck nervously, he laughs slightly to himself. "We need to talk-"
Before he could finish his sentence, he's pull into Sam's arms and pretty much lifted off the ground in a huge bear hug.
"We're going to be parents!" The Alpha presses his cheek against his brother's and snuggles him, "Oh my god, why didn't you tell me sooner!"
"I wanted to be sure," The omega tells him. To be honest, he doesn't really know. Because he was scared? Scare of having to get rid of it? Sam sits him back down on the floor and nuzzles his nose against Dean's in a loving way, kisses smothering him. "So we can keep it?"Sam pulls back and looks Dean over, seeing the concern written all over his face. "We don't have to get rid of it?"
"No, of course not!" The alpha's eyes widen, his thumbs stroking over the omega's cheeks. "Dean, why did you think we'd have to get rid of it?"
"We're hunters. How could be raise a baby?" Dean asks, his voice cracking. He steps back from his alpha to wipe his eyes, he takes a deep breath.
"We'll do our best." Dean shakes his head and sits on the bed, hiding his face in the palm of his hands again. "We'll figure out something."
"Like what? Like what dad did? Moving place to place?" Dean snaps, "That's no way to raise a child and you know it."
"You don't want to stop hunting? To settle down and have a family?" Sam asks, taking his hands into his.
"Of course, I do"
"Then what's stopping us?" Dean looks at his brother's feet, his shoulders slumping forward as he did. The two brothers sats there in moments of silence, Dean can still feel his brother's eyes staring at him but he was unable to meet Sam's. "Dean?"
"We've doing this for so long..." Dean takes a deep breath and shaking his head before looking up at his brother. "Would we even be able to? Sam, we're not normal people, we've never been normal."
Sam takes his brother's hand into his, running his thumb over his knuckles affectionally. He could understand what Dean was getting at, even if they gave up hunting and started a family. It wouldn't get rid of the fact that there's still things out there, lives they could still save and monsters to kill.
"We have a reason to now," His hand runs from his hand to his brother's belly, Dean jumps at the sudden touch on his stomach and leans back slightly.
"It wouldn't change who we are, we're hunters."
"We're also human," Sam says, letting his fingers linger on the soft belly. He leans closer to his brother, pressing his nose against his and inhaling deeply, smelling the omega's alluring scent. Now he could smell it, it was faint but defiantly there and it made him smile.
"We can't just let people die so we can settle down!" He pushes Sam back so he look him in the eyes, "Dad died believing we'd continue saving lives."
"But we can't hunt and raise a child, Dean. What do you expect for us to do?" Sam watches his brother lower his head and twiddles his thumbs in between his legs, just staring at his feet. "Hey, Dean...look at me." Sam lifts the other's head by cupping his jaw, frowning when he sees how his eyes were beginning to turn red and gently runs his thumb over his eyelids. "We'll figure something out. If we have to, I'm sure Bobby would love to baby sit."
You know, after they explained to the man that they were mated and Deans carrying his brother's child.
"We don't eve know how he's going to react to thi-" Warm lips cut him off mid-sentence and just just melts, a shaky breath left his lips as Sam pulls away.
"It's Bobby, the man was pretty much a father to us." He strokes Dean's cheek with his thumb, wanting to sooty away all his Omega's worries. "He'll understand, he knows more then anyone how Alpha's and Omega's react durning heat."
"But we're brothers, Sam!" Dean mutters bitterly, "you might not have notice but society doesn't take to well of siblings frick-facking."
Sam rolls his eyes, like he'd give a damn about what society thought. All it's good for is pressuring others into it's view of 'normal' and causing others to stress if they don't meet those views.
"The only thing I care about is our happiness," He takes the frustrated Omega into his arms and nuzzles his face into the crook of his, smelling the lingering scent there. "And I'll call him ahead of time before we get there."
"So he can let off some steam and not kill us?"
"I think you worry too much, Dean." Another kiss was pressed to his cheek then his forehead and rests his head against a his brother's. "Have you eaten yet?"
"Mm-hmm." Dean presses closer to his brother's neck, his scent alluring him and causing his nerves to relax. Sam scoots himself up the bed and Dean following after, purring against his neck.
"Hey Dean?" Sam wraps his arms around him and pulls him close to his chest. Once he sees he has the other's attention, he continues. "Please don't ever shut me out again. Talk to me next time, ok?"
Dean turns his face to press against his brother's chest and huffs hotly against the fabric of his shirt, his hand rubbing his chest fondly. Dean didn't mean to push Sam out, he just panicked at the time, he wasn't thinking straight and just acted. He leans up and quickly kisses the other before pulling away to look at Sam.
"I'm sorry, Sammy," He feels a hand stroking his cheek and leans into his brother's touch. "I just...I wasn't thinking, ok? I won't do it again and if I do, you can kick my ass."
"I'd rather bite it," Sam bites his lip and tugs it, sucking t between his own.
"You are so weird," he mutters against their kiss, hooking his arms around Sam's neck and leaning over him.
"I'd like to think unique." Sam pulls him onto his body and positions him to straddle his hips before bringing those lips back against his.
"You're very unique alright," Dean says, being a smart-ass which earns himself a smack against his ass. "Asshole!"
"Just shut up," He pulls Dean's head down to the crook of his neck and wraps his arms around him, resting his head against his. "I love you."
"I love you too, bitch."
"Jerk."