Written by: DeanLives

Summary: Sam and Dean go to a hotel that being haunted by ghost that goes after women. The ghost has the likings for one of the Winchester's.

Warnings: Mpreg,

Disclaimer: Don't own any rights to Supernatural.


Chapter 7

Opening the door to see Dean not in bed but the bathroom door closed. The bathroom door opens there stood Dean in his jeans bare chest drying off his hair from a shower.

Sam could see the bump that forms at his naval that spread out ant around. See that it went over the waist band of his jeans.

Dean sees Sam eyes are wide. "What?" Then he realizes he looking at his stomach. Looks down at his stomach an back up at Sam. "Oh, it a while to get use to it." As he throw the towel on the tub.

Sam looks up at him. "Does it hurt?"

He pulls his shirt over his head. "No. It just feels weird when it moves. I'm still getting use to that. I think it likes water."

Surprised by the last statement. "Why do you say that about water?"

As he grabs a button down shirt. "It likes to move a lot when I take a shower." Button the shirt.

"Is it still moving?"

Give Sam a weird look. "Yes, why?" Walk over to the mirror.

"Just wondering."

Dean pulls down the shirt making sure it covered his stomach to hear Sam giggling. "What!"

"Nothing."

"Stop laughing at me!"

"I'm not."

Turn around with his arms out. "Does this make me look fat?" Sam breaks out laughing. "What are you doing here?"

Still laughing hard. "Din… Dinner ready."

"Okay." Walk over to Sam pats him on the cheek. "Sammy you are so easy."

They walk down. John and Shannon see Sam laughing and Dean with a smirk on his face.

"What so funny? It's nice to see that you are feeling better. I hope you are hungry?"

"Nothing. Sammy is just easy to get and thanks. I'm starved."

They sit down and eat. Shannon and Sam clear the table. She brings out some coffee out to the table.

"Son if you think your up to it we where thinking of checking out the room to night."

"I'm up to it."

"Why don't you go get the stuff and meet us in the room?"

"Alright."

Sam and Dean heads up to Sam room. "Dean, do you think you should be doing this?"

"Sam I will be careful." Pick up the bag of weapons.

"Let me get that."

"I got it."

Both of them pulling at the bag. "Dean in your condition let me have it."

"I got it."

"Dean let me have it."

"Sam!"

"Fine." Let's go.

Bag hit Dean in the stomach knocking him on the bed. "Gees Sam!"

Reach out to Dean. "Are you okay?"

Rubbing his stomach. "Fine. Just get the weapons and let's go."

Sam picks up the bag putting it on the bed pulling out the weapons.

Dean pick up the shot gun. Walk to the door opening it. "Come on!"

Walk up the stairs. "Dean I'm sorry."

"Shut up."

To find Shannon and John waiting out side the room. "What with you two?"

"Nothing Dad! Sam just being a jerk."

Sam grabs him by the arm. "I'm sorry!"

"Let go." Pull his arm out of his hand. They walk in the room.

Dean walks over to the bed. John goes in the bathroom. Shannon looks up at the mirror to see a new message on it.

"Hey guys there a new message."

John comes out of the bathroom looking at the mirror reading it out loud. "Your time is running out for you and your child."

Sam watches Dean take a deep breath in and put his hand on his stomach as John reads it.

Once John finishes reading it the mirror breaks. Then the room gets freezing cold. The desk shoots across the floor barely missing Sam.

"Sammy are you alright?"

"Fine Dean."

"Hey we better get out of here it not sa…" Before John could finish the bed shoot across the floor pinning Dean legs against the wall.

"Dean!"

"Get out!" His arms fly up being pined against the wall by a invisible force.

Sam looks at John. "Get Shannon out I will get Dean."

John grabs Shannon they run out the room.

Sam looks at Dean seeing he in pain. "What wrong?"

"I feel…"

"Feel what?"

"Intense pressure on my stomach. Sammy make it stop."

"Hold on Dean. Dad! Dad I need your help." John runs in. "Help me move this bed. Hold on."

"Hurry." Then he passes out.

"Dean! Wake up." They both pull at the bed but it won't move. "Leave him a lone."

Then everything stops. Dean falls limp on the bed. They pull the bed out. Putting Dean arms around their necks.

"Dad lets get him to his room." They carry him down to his room putting him in bed. "Dad, why don't you go check on Shannon and then go to bed? I will stay with him."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

John leaves checking on Shannon and goes to bed.

Sam sits next to Dean on the bed. Put his hand on his stomach to feel some movement. "Good."

Dean wakes up to see Sam hand on his stomach. "I'm fine. Were fine." Sam has a strange look on his face. "What?"

"You said were fine."

"Oh, is everyone alright?"

"Yes they are fine and in bed."

"How long have I been out?"

"Maybe a hour or so."

"Sammy go to bed. I will change and get n bed. You need your sleep."

"Alright if your sure your fine."

"I am."

"Night."

"Night." Sam leaves. He sits up swing his legs over the edge of the bed. Stands up to have this pain shoot through his thighs making him fall back on the bed. The pain is so bad he just leaves the over the edge of the bed. Turn the light off and lay down.


A/N: Thanks for reading. Please review. Next Chapter: John finds out!