Jimmy Novak worked up the nerve to ring the doorbell of what used to be his own house. Yesterday had been THE worst day of his entire life. As if waking up to discover he was about six months pregnant with a set of twins who had two different fathers hadn't been bad enough, a man who had apparently chased him through three states with divorce papers finally caught up with him. So, at the end of the day, he had found himself with no angel, no home, no family, and an unwanted pregnancy. He was suddenly feeling far more sympathetic to those who were "Pro-Choice", if he wasn't certain that he'd get tossed out on his ass before he even saw a doctor, he would have run for the nearest clinic.
When Amelia answered the door after he finally managed to ring the doorbell after a few false starts, her expression grew cold, and he could have sworn the temperature had dropped at least ten degrees.
"What do you want?" she snapped coldly.
"I...Oh God, Amelia...I...how did it come to this?" he asked, unable to find the words to express his feelings of utter helplessness. Amelia had always been his rock, the one person he could depend on, and now she was gone.
"Your Angel left you, I take it." she said with an almost vicious look on her face.
It was at that point he broke down crying.
"I should have told Castiel to shove his request where the sun didn't shine. Never trust an angel Amelia, they're insane, the lot of them. Gabriel is the worst of the bunch, when he isn't feeding people to alligators he put in the sewers, or making them do a live performance of Groundhog Day, he's running around ruining people's lives with surprise pregnancies." he choked out between sobs.
"And what woman did he surprise with your child?" she asked sarcastically. "Did you think I wouldn't notice you filling prescriptions for prenatal vitamins with my name on them?"
"I wish to God it was a woman!" he wailed.
That apparently caught Amelia by surprise.
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Amelia Novak found herself sitting in Dr. Williams' waiting room wondering what the hell she was doing here. She should have called the cops when her husband had suffered a psychotic break on her front porch. Instead, she found herself bringing him inside so the neighbors wouldn't see any more of the spectacle he was making of himself and ending up letting him spend the night on the sofa while she and Claire stayed in her room with the door locked and a knife within easy reach.
She had been able to get Jimmy in to see the doctor on such short notice thanks to a cancellation. Hopefully, the doctor would either find something medically wrong with him that was fixable, or would send him for a round of treatment at the nearest psychiatric facility. Either way, the problem would be solved, and Jimmy would be out of her hair. Another reason she had brought him was that the doctor's report would back her up when she filed for full custody of Claire.
Dr. Williams - who had been the family doctor since before Claire was born - came out of the exam room of his small clinic looking rather pale. He did his best to compose himself before walking over to her, but he still looked somewhat shaken.
"What is it?" she asked, bracing for the worst. A brain tumor could explain her husband's odd behavior before he vanished nearly eight months ago. If it had gone untreated for so long...
"I have some interesting news," the doctor started. "I have ordered some ultrasounds to confirm, but I believe your husband is...pregnant."
"Pregnant?" she asked in disbelief. Oh god, whatever Jimmy had was contagious.
"Either that, or he has grown two extra hearts and a pair of rather unusual tumors in his abdominal region." the doctor said, nervously wiping his glasses with his shirt. "I have considered both options."
"But Jimmy's..." she started.
"Apparently the victim of a highly unethical medical experiment." the doctor said. "He had been in a rather precarious mental state last year, and someone apparently took advantage of that when they abducted him."
"Oh God." she said, as she sat down rather quickly. Her Jimmy. Her poor Jimmy. She had thought he'd been living it up in motel rooms across the country when...But who were the women that the Private Investigator she hired photographed going into his motel room?
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Amelia felt slightly guilty as she interrogated Jimmy on the way to the hospital. From what she could tell after she sorted out the insane stuff, during his captivity Jimmy had ended up creating an alternate personality based on the so-called angel that he'd been hearing before he "left". By the time a couple of criminals who believed they were hunting monsters had rescued him from whatever facility he was being held at, Jimmy had come to believe he was the angel Castiel. Jimmy had ended up traveling with them in order to prevent the apocalypse they believed was coming. The woman in most of the photographs the Private Investigator - who had neglected to mention that there were two other men staying in the rooms he'd followed Jimmy to - had given her was Sam's girlfriend Ruby whom Jimmy believed to be untrustworthy for some reason. The other woman was one of Dean's conquests.
The ultrasound confirmed that Jimmy was indeed pregnant, much to the surprise of the ultrasound technician, the nurse, and the five doctors that had been called in. And to think, they'd been trying for a boy for five years before Jimmy vanished.
When they finally left the hospital, it was with orders for Jimmy to be on strict bed rest until it was safe for the babies to be removed via Cesarian, and for her to call for an ambulance if he showed any of a number of symptoms, as apparently he could bleed out internally if one of the umbilical cords detached from the organ it had latched onto. Pregnancies had occurred outside of the uterus before, but so far they had all been in women, and those women's lives had been at risk until either the child was delivered or they died.
Amelia found herself wishing she could go back to last week when she hated Jimmy's guts. That had been far easier to deal with.