Two weeks later Sam was put on bed rest when he passed out on the job. When Dean found out what happened he was there in a heartbeat. When he went into his brother's room he stopped. Sam was pale and he had bags under his eyes. A few days later Sam was allowed to go home. Once they were there Dean helped Sam into bed.

Now

Dean was sitting at his desk staring at Sammy's picture. He couldn't stop thinking about his brother and lover. He's called Sam ten times that day already until Sam got tired and turned off his phone and unplugged the house phone. So here he was staring at Sam's picture worried out of his mind. He was going on break in ten minutes so he thought he would check on Sam.

Fifteen minutes later

Dean pulled up into his driveway, hurried inside and into the bedroom. When he opened the door Sam was asleep and lightly snoring. He figured since Sam's been in bed all day that he might be hungry so he went to the kitchen and fixed Sam something to eat. When he came back up Sam was trying to get out of bed. He sat the plate down and went over to him. "Sammy what are you doing?"

Sam groaned "I have to use the restroom."

"Okay let me help you." Dean helped Sam to the bathroom and then back into bed. Once Sam was settled down Dean started rubbing his seven and a half month old belly. "So how are my boys feeling today?"

Sam yarned "My back hurt's a little and little man been moving around all day." He sighed "God I'm so tired and fat."

Dean was about to laugh but stopped himself. "Baby you're not fat you're carrying my baby."

"I'm still fat." Sam mumbled.

Dean chucked a bit. "Sammy look at me."

Sam looks at Dean. "You're beautiful." Dean said smiling.

Sam smiled and picked up the plate off food and started to eat. "So when do you have to go back to work?" He said with a mouth full of food.

Dean frowned "Sam don't talk with your mouth full but I have to be back before two and its twelve twenty-five." He kicked off his shoes and got into bed next to Sam. "I'm going try to get off early today okay."

Sam sighed "Dean I'm fine okay don't worry about me."

Dean looked down "I could never stop worrying about you Sammy."

Finished with his food Sam put the plate back on the dresser. He turned onto his side and laid his head on Dean's chest. "Dean you worry too much." His arm went around Dean's waist. "And that's why I love you."

Dean smiled and his hand went behind Sam's back and stayed there. "I love you to but maybe you shouldn't be on your side like that."

Sam chuckled "Will you stay with me until I fall asleep?"

"Okay Sammy." Dean said rubbing his back softly with his hand. He thought back on when he found out that he was going to be a dad.

7 months ago

Dean has been worried about his brother and lover Sam for a few weeks now. Sam has been throwing up, tired and cranky. So here he was with Sam lying on his chest. "Do you have any idea what might be wrong with you?" Dean asked.

Sam sighed "I think I might be pregnant." He looked up at Dean.

Dean simply nodded "Do I need to get a test or something?"

Sam sat up "You're not freaked out about this? I mean I'm having a baby."

Dean smiled "Why would I be Sam you're having my baby." He leaned down and kissed his brother.

"Can I come with you?" Sam asked.

Dean got up. "Well how are you feeling?"

Sam sat up "My stomach's not upset anymore."

"I don't know Sammy." Dean said.

"Please Dean" Sam begged "I don't want to be here alone."

"Okay" Dean helped Sam up and kissed him on the cheek. "You can come with me."

Thirty minutes later

Sam was sitting on the edge of the bed while Dean was on his knees between his legs, his head rested on Sam's lap. "I can't believe that I'm pregnant." Sam said looking over at the stick next to him on the bed.

Dean was grinning though. "I know and I can't believe this."

Sam looked down at his brother. "So does that mean that you want to keep it?"

Dean's smile faded and he looked away from Sam. "Do you not want to keep it?"

"No I do I just didn't think that you would want kids now." Sam then smiled "So are we really going to do this Dean?"

Dean gets up and pushed Sam down on his back. He settled down next to him. "I hope it's a boy."

Sam ran his fingers through Dean's short hair. "So you can make him into another you?"

"Awe come on Sammy I'm not that bad." Dean said grinning. "I can't wait for him to get here." He looked up at Sam. "I love you Sammy."

Sam smiled sleepily "I love you too Dean."

END

Dean smiled at the memory and looked down at a sleeping Sam who was slightly snoring. He then looked pass him at the clock. It was 15 minutes to two. He gently pushed Sam onto his back and got up. Kissing him on the head he covered him up and left for work.

A/N Next one will be up shortly.