DNA TESTING AND RESULTS

" So what do we do now", John Winchester asked Mary and Carmen. "We discussed DNA testing but to be honest I have no clue how to go about doing such a thing."

"Oh, I know something about that and could probably set it up", Carmen responded. Being that she was a nurse at Lawrence Memorial she had access to testing that other people might not know about.

Mary asked, "How exactly do we go about getting the DNA testing and will it hurt the baby?"

"Not really. Basically, there is a division at the hospital that focuses on DNA testing. It is mainly for paternity so all we have to say is that we want to make sure that the baby is Dean's. As for it hurting this little guy, they will either take a cheek swab or some blood. Obviously, the cheek swab won't hurt but the blood draw may be uncomfortable for him. We also need some of Dean's DNA to compare it to so we just have to find something. I have his hair brush at home so that should be enough to get a comparison. "

"Well then, I guess we just need to head over to the hospital". John was resigned to the fact that this test needed to be done. He had no idea why Mary was so insistent that the little baby was their grown son.

TWO WEEKS LATER:

"John, I just got the test results from the DNA testing. Should we look at them or wait until Carmen gets here?"

It had been two weeks since Carmen showed up with the little baby in tow. John and Mary were currently raising the child as Carmen had no idea what to do with a baby and to be honest, didn't want the responsibility of caring for a young child. Sure she wanted kids some day, just not now and certainly not when she wasn't married and she didn't know where Dean was. No one had heard from him since the night of his birthday. Carmen had started to get this funny feeling that maybe Mary was right and the baby was somehow the man that she loved. Could it be?

"I think we should look at them. No matter what, we are the ones that are raising this child and we have a right to know if Dean is the dad. "

"What will we do if this child isn't his? I can't bear to see us have to give the baby up for adoption?"

"Well, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. As for right now, open the damn letter and let's see who fathered this child."

Mary carefully opened the letter and stood stock still as she read the results. "John, you are the father."