Sam hovered over a diamond engagement ring under the glass before him. "That is silver, and those are real emeralds. And a diamonds, of course."
"How much are you asking?" Sam asked nervously. It was perfect, but he hoped he could afford it. It was better than any ring he had seen here, or in the USA for that matter.
"We have a price list here." The woman grabbed a sheet from the counter behind her, and pointed to the diamond ring in the list.
It was more than he had been prepared for. Sam gave the other rings a glance. None of them were good enough for Jessica. He looked up at the cashier. "Can I see it?"
"Of course." The woman unlocked the glass case and removed the ring, setting it on the table. Sam picked up the ring in its holder. It was beautiful, and the perfect size for Jess's finger. He had already decided.
"I would like to see a certificate of authenticity please." Sam dug his credit card from his pocket, and set it on the table, along with the ring. "So I can buy it."
The woman smiled. "Good. I will get that ready for you Mr.…. Brukavits. She looked at his credit card, digging out some forms. "Now if you could please sign here."
"Now I hope you at least got me her number if it took you that long!" Dean pointed at the single vampire book Sam brought home. "You were gone like three hours!"
"The bookstore was a lot less organized then it looks from the outside." Sam lied through his teeth, gesturing with the book in his hand like he walked on water to get it. "And no, I did not get you her number."
"Well what were you doing then?" Dean shrugged. "Talking on the phone with your girlfriend?" He smiled mischievously.
"No." Sam smiled back. "And for the record, I am not whipped."
"Sure, sure." Dean took the book from Sam. "So what did you tell Jessica anyways, about coming here?"
"I told her I needed to do some legal stuff with the family."
"So you didn't tell her?" Dean handed Sam the book back.
"I just said that…."
"No the secret. Did you tell her?"
Sam looked at Dean for a moment, shocked. He didn't know what to say. "Well no. I want to keep her safe Dean."
"And you think that lying to her is the best way to keep her safe?" Dean threw his arms in the air.
"Well what should I do Dean? Tell her that monsters are real, and that I hunt them. Do you really expect her to believe that?" Sam couldn't believe Dean. How would you know what's best for her?
"Well it's worth a try." Dean shrugged. "What do you have to loose?"
Sam shook his head. "You really don't get it, do you? I have her to loose, and" – Sam cut himself off before he said the baby.
"I get that you love her." Dean argued. "I get it. But maybe there is a way to let her know at least something. I don't exactly want to tell her our family biography. But if she is as important to you as you say,"He shrugged. "Let her in a little."
Sam frowned at Dean, amazed. "Since when have you become the relationship expert all of a sudden?"
Dean gave Sam a half smile. "I'll tell you that when you get me that girl's number Sammy."
"Sammy? We are not going back to that. It took me forever to get you to stop calling me that."
"Too bad Sammy. Oldest child makes the house rules."
"Hey boys." John walked in, throwing a clipboard on the table and undoing a tie. Sam and Dean stood up.
"Dad." Sam tried not to laugh. "Coming back from a wedding?"
"Very funny. John took the tie and jacket off, and threw them on the couch. "I just talked to the lady at the obituary. You want to know what they said?"
"Sure." Dean answered. "Anything about blood sucking people?"
"That's the thing." John sighed. "They officially claim it was a wolf attack. I saw the body myself. It was wrecked."
" Really?" Both boys asked together.
"So… we don't think its vampires anymore?" Sam asked John, leaning on the table.
"I don't know what to think anymore Sam." John shook his head. "I've never seen anything like it. Only werewolves leave those kinds of trails, but the lunar cycle isn't right. The heart wasn't missing. Vampires still make sense. But why so messy?"
Sam's cell phone rang, and he answered it, walking to the other side of the room. "Hello?"
"Sam." Jess's voice answered. She didn't sound too happy.
"Jess? Is everything alright?" Sam sat on the bed, talking quiet so he could have at least a little privacy. Dean and John gave him weird 'What's going on?' looks, but Dean already knew about Jess. John was a little more confused.
"I was just talking to the doctor from mammogram."
"And?" Sam couldn't help keeping the worry from his voice.
"He says there are a few complications. That I'm at risk of miscarriage."
Sam's face fell. "What?" He never considered complications. "What do you mean complications?"
"I don't know Sam. I don't know it all yet, I'm still in the waiting room."
"Well I…"Sam's head was spinning. " Are you okay?"
"Physically."
Sam sighed. "We will be fine. It will be fine, I promise. These things happen all the time." He assured her, but wasn't sure he believed himself.
"Sam the doctors are calling me back in now. I will call you back tomorrow."
"Tell me how it goes."
Jess hung up, and Sam sat there for a second. He straightened his face. It will be okay. He stood and turned to his brother and father. "I think we forgot to get some stuff on the grocery list. I'll be right back." He walked out the door, down the steps, and around the corner. Sitting on the curb, Sam took a deep breath, and heard Dean's footsteps behind him.
"Dude, what was that about?" Dean sat down beside him, and frowned when he saw the look on Sam's face.
"That was Jess."
"Is she alright?"
"I think so…"Sam took a deep breath. " I haven't really been honest with you and dad."
"About…?" Dean raised an eyebrow at Sam.
"Jess. She's pregnant." Sam met Dean's eyes.
"Dude. You for real?" Dean was smiling.
"Yeah. No joke."
"Attaboy Sammy!" Dean patted him on the back, and he scoffed.
Sam nodded.
Dean studied Sam's face. "You don't look very exited. Don't you want" –
"Of course I do." Sam cut Dean off. "Jess just called from the hospital. She…"He took another deep breath.
"She what?"
"There have been some complications. She just got the results from the first ultrasound."
"What kind of complications?"
"Don't know yet." Sam shrugged. "She's gona call me back."
"So I always knew you would settle down… but this is crazy man." Dean gave Sam a little shove.
"I'm hating how calm you are right now."
"Sammy, this… its understandable. But Jessica will be okay. There are always complications."
"And its not like I'm not prepared." Sam dug in his pocket and dug out the ring. Dean gave him another look before opening it.
Dean's eyes widened. "Dude you guy's are for real."
"And the fact that Jess is pregnant didn't tell you that?" Sam laughed.
"Well…"Dean laughed, and they stood up. He gave Sam the ring back. He cleared his throat uncomfortably. "I'm… you know… proud of you Sammy. This is really going to happen."
"Yeah." Sam smiled. "It is."
"And for the record. Jess is going to be okay."
"I know." Sam sighed. "Now maybe I can tell dad. I need to tell him sometime."
"Yeah, but man." Dean laughed. "He is going to kill you for telling me first."
"I know." Sam's phone buzzed, and he picked it up. It was a forwarded picture from Jessica's phone of the ultrasound. He smiled. "I could just show him this."
Dean took a look. "Dude that peanut or whatever wont tell him anything. I can't even tell that's a baby on that little screen."
"I don't think you would be able to tell normally."
Dean ignored the comment on his brains, giving his brother a little shove. "Bitch."
"Jerk."
