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Becky had fifteen minutes... Fifteen minutes to piss on a stick and finally find out if she was indeed pregnant. After her and Kevin ditched their date night in exchange for wiping out an entire store's supply of pregnancy tests, Becky freaked out. She wasn't ready to find out and in all honesty, neither was Kevin.

So she waited an entire day, texting Kevin just minutes ago while on her break, deciding tonight was the night. The moment of truth.

She locked the little bathroom stall door behind her, fumbling with the tightly sealed package impatiently. She cursed about every word she knew until it came undone, the decider of hers and Kevin's future finally in her hands.

Kevin was on stand by waiting by his phone, too scared to actually have his eyes glued to the screen waiting for her text of call to alert him. Having a child at this point in time wasn't in his cards just yet. Kevin already had so much on his plate- the main thing being the WWE tryout. He'd be moving far, far away if he was offered a contract and eventually travelling the world day in and day out. The last thing he wanted was to leave Becky and their child miles away. It was a lot to think about and Kevin still couldn't wrap his mind around what if?

Back at the pub, Becky waited anxiously, about ready to pull her hair out as she stared at the pregnancy test laid out on the floor in front of her. The little hour glass flipping round and round on the high tech screen of the test irritated her, wondering if results would have showed up sooner with the good old fashion ones.

"What if you miss read the stupid lines and you think you're not pregnant when you actually are?" Kevin asked, shoving the box back on the shelf.

Becky couldn't blame his judgement. The last thing she wanted was to match stupid lines to what the box dictated; pregnant or not.

"Anything?" Kevin texted, jolting her phone to life.

For a second Becky took her eyes off the test which seemed to speed up the process.

She held her breath, eyes fixated on the words staring her back. The digital test couldn't lie, she thought. With its sophisticated technology and the fact that Becky followed the directions to a tee, there was no way it was lying.

Pregnant.

With an added 1-3 weeks popping up underneath the dreaded word.

"Oh God..."

xXx

Leah and Sami spent the entire night in that single queen bed, occupied with endless conversation and the occasional stolen kiss/kisses. With every minute and hour that passed, neither wanted to surrender to sleep until both did just that. Leah leaned into Sami's chest and he instinctively wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as they both finally closed their eyes, drifting off together.

Waking up in the same embrace the morning after was nothing to be ashamed of- no regrets of the night before. The sense of closeness they'd developed over one night was incredible, like nothing either one of them had ever experienced and it got Leah thinking.

Dean had always been sheltered with his emotions, good or bad. It took him months and months to open up to her about the simplest of things yet there she was with Sami, covering every aspect of his life she didn't already know. He was always easy to talk to, nothing hidden from discussion- qualities Leah appreciates more. Sami was interesting- a crush she never, ever expected.

It was definitely something else... And something new.

It was almost eight at night by the time Sami and Leah pulled up to her apartment, the delayed start to their drive home perfect. But now Sami was reluctant to even let her step out of the car, wanting to drive even further into the wee hours of the night, talking about nothingness back and forth and enjoying each others company like they had the entire trip. Leah felt the same, taking an exceptionally long time stepping out of the car.

"Thank you for everything," she said, pulling her bag from the backseat. Sami stood beside her, closing the door. He nodded, the space between them closing in.

Leah leaned in this time, her lips connecting with Sami's in a goodnight kiss that literally felt like sparks flying.

"No, thank you," Sami mumbled, "New York's never been that fun."

Leah chuckled, fixing Sami's cap a top his head. "Well, you're welcome then."

"What're you doing tomorrow?" He asked, grabbing her hand in his. He was dead set on seeing her again, no doubt about it.

"Absolutely nothing. I'm free," she answered with a bright smile, "Not like you have to ask anyways..."

"Just making sure, Lee. I'll swing by. We can go out to eat or something."

"Too bad it won't be as good as Central Park."

"You talking about the food or that almost kiss I fucked up?" Sami laughed.

"You made up for it... I'll give you that. But I was talking about the food this time." Leah leaned in one last time, planting another kiss before the two said goodnight.

"I'll see you later," Sami said.

"Oh you will."

Sami waiting till Leah made it passed the apartment doors to slip back into his car, driving down the road home.

Leah felt like she was floating up the elevator and through the halls on clouds, the feeling in the pit of her stomach so foreign. It was a strong fondness for Sami- something she was sure beat anything she'd ever felt for Dean.

He'd definitely be on her mind the entire night.

Slipping her key into the door, she swung open the front door, squinting once she heard Paige's laughter filling the apartment.

Checking the time on the microwave, she figured maybe Seth was face timing Paige since it was so uncommon for her to stay late. But the laughter sounded lifelike- like it wasn't emanating from a phone's speaker.

"Seth?" Leah asked, dropping her bag to the floor, "Paige?"

"Oh hey!" Paige greeted, stepping out from Seth's room in a pair of bat print pj pants and tank- her hair thrown into a messy bun and black rimmed reading glasses resting on the bridge of her nose.

Leah's mouth dropped open, her finger pointed to Paige's attire. "What?"

Seth popped his head out, a genuine, excited smile creeping its way onto his face. "Welcome back."

"Is this my welcome home present?" Leah laughed.

"Paige is staying over... It's more like my present," Seth announced, his arm snaking around the raven haired girl's waist.

"You're what?" Leah asked excitedly, bouncing up and down," Finally?"

"Second night in a row," Paige said.

Seth nodded, eyeing his sister suspiciously. "How was New York with Sami?" He asked, him and Paige both smiling like a couple of assholes.

Leah rolled her eyes before a huge grin pulled at her lips. Even a blush swept across her cheeks, making Paige excited. "My oh my Leah... You can't even contain yourself! What did you guys do?!"

"Nothing!"

"Doesn't look like nothing..."

"You'll never know even if it was something... Until I tell you. Even then I probably won't!" Leah said, making her way down the hall to her bedroom while Seth and Paige smiled at one another, the two of them beyond confident Sami was beginning to win over Leah.

xXx

"Hey... What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same, 'girl who never leaves her home...'

Paige and Dean shared one long glare between them, the two with their arms folded across their chests trying to figure each other out.

"Why are you here?" Dean was first to ask. He too found it odd that Paige was dressed in her pyjama's, answering the door to Seth and Leah's apartment.

"For your information, I'm living here now," Paige informed, "Sort of."

"You want a metal for that?" Dean's eccentric, sarcastic mouth spewed. "Am I supposed to be scared or somethin'?"

Paige groaned, agitated having been in Dean's presence for only a matter of minutes. "Okay seriously, what do you want?"

"Leah," Dean answered simply. "Is she home?"

"Yeah... Sami dropped her off last night."

Dean pretended like hearing Sami's name didn't bother him. But it did when it came to Leah. "I wanna talk to her."

"Why?"

"You're not Leah."

"Obviously," Paige huffed.

"Exactly... I wanna talk to her, not you."

Paige sighed, letting Dean into the apartment. Seth was in the shower and Leah in her room probably still asleep since she got in late the night before. Dean happily walked himself to Leah's room, knocking on the door rhythmically five times before entering.

"Dean?" Leah asked, her voice groggy. She blinked a couple times till she could actually make out his face clearly.

"What the hell are you doing in my room?"

Dean shrugged, saving his sarcastic one liners for another time. "This is the only way I could talk to you since you don't text or call me back."

"There's a reason for that," Leah mumbled, turning over on her side. "And since when do you care?"

"Since you and Sami," Dean hated to admit. He didn't wanna be that guy- a jealous, insecure mess. But hell, there could be an exception to some extent.

"Sami?"

"Aren't you two together? 'Cause Seth was pretty dead set on you two actually getting together."

Leah shrugged, hiding her face as she failed any attempt at concealing her smile. She wasn't opposed to the idea... But Dean didn't need to know. "What does it matter to you?"

"You're really gonna make me say it, aren't you?" Dean asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. He went back and forth, trying to figure out how to say what he wanted. It wasn't like he did this sorta thing daily, or ever.

Leah just laid there and listened intently, waiting for Dean to finally spit out the most emotional spiel she'd ever heard in her life- coming from someone like him. "I don't like seeing you with anyone else cause you mean a lot to me, Leah... I know I fucked up, I'm not perfect. Sometimes we're not perfect either but we always made it work."

"We always made it work cause we didn't know any better," Leah pointed out. Dean couldn't deny it either. She was right.

"You got me there," he mumbled, "But we had a good thing going."

"All good things come to an end, don't they?"

"Guess so..."

"You didn't wanna be what I wanted you to be, Dean. And that's fine... That's why we need to move on."

"Is this really the end though?" Dean asked, creeping up into Leah's personal space. "No more late nights? No more sneaking around behind Seth's back? You gotta admit it was pretty fun."

But there was no way Leah would give in. She didn't even want to. Realizing herself and Dean had ran their course was a surprisingly easy pill to swallow. "You and I both know we got along much better as friends than whatever the hell we were trying to do."

"Yeah, yeah..." Dean agreed. He might have been giving up easily but really, it was for the best. He couldn't be an honest, trust worthy boyfriend like she'd wanted. He didn't even know if it was possible for him to conform to such a way if they got back together to hash out their issues. But one thing was certain.

Everything she said was the goddamn honest truth. They needed to move on and clearly Leah already had.

"So you and Sami? That fucking guy?" Dean smirked. He was happy for the kid, if he was honest with himself. A little jealous none the less.

Leah shrugged, containing her smile once Dean spoke his name. "We'll see where it goes..."

"Well the kid's lucky," Dean said, standing from the bed. He was going for the door, ready to leave since he no longer had a purpose in her room. "But he's gonna get an ass beating if he fucks it up... I guarantee it."

"Don't worry... I don't think that'll be necessary, Dean."