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Warning: Male pregnancy.

Chapter Seven

Dean opened his eyes only to squeeze them shut after the bright light nearly burned his eyes. He heard loud voices, some rushed and others producing various weird sounds. He tried to focus on his breathing and found himself floating. He calmed down enough to listen to what they were saying and that was when his eyes snapped open despite the pain behind them.

"Cas where is my brother!"

The angel in question sighed and headed over. He placed a comforting hand on his shoulder that Dean just shrugged off. He could tell that not being able to see Sam was causing him some distress. The Winchesters were the only humans that had honestly confused him this much even before everything happened. He sighed again only to have Dean grit his teeth and Cas felt it was best to answer him before he lost his temper and took it out on one of the nurses.

"You were brain dead," Cas told him calmly.

Dean looked shocked and Cas looked away making Dean realize that there was more to the story. Still the horror at realizing that he had gotten hurt enough that it freaked Sam out made him only worry about the state of his younger brother's mind more. He remembered only bits and pieces but it was enough to know he wasn't going to let Sam out of his sight once he found him.

"So I was brain dead? I don't remember anything at all when this was going on so I was basically a vegetable-"

"They didn't get the chance to diagnose you because you went into cardiac arrest and then you began breathing on your own. The doctor was so surprised that they ordered another MRI to see if they could compare it. You were miraculously better and there's no telling how that happened. You were close to being just gone one second and the next you were breathing and slowly coming out of your coma."

Dean nodded, rubbing at his temples. This was a huge amount of information to be receiving at such a close interval. How he usually dealt with stuff like this was that he drank himself silly until he eventually let go and even then hearing something all at once was tough. He glanced to see Cas looking hesitantly on the floor with a frown on his face.

"What happened to Sam?" Dean had the courage to speak finally and at that the angel's frown deepened. "I remember that the demon wanted to make him his bitch and before that he had tried getting you to force your way onto him. I don't think it worked though because he was talking about impregnating him Cas. It is just so weird, why would a demon want to do that to my brother? It's just wrong-"

"Unless they have a reason to try it," Cas said it so softly that Dean had to blink. It took him a second to realize that Cas didn't look any happier than he did. "There was a prophecy that was once set in high regards about some birth."

"Try Mary," Dean snapped irritated.

"No this was way after that ," Cas corrected him not getting that Dean was being cynical. "There was a saying in heaven that something powerful enough would come along and end the world. It was written that this being would have the powers of hell. We angels didn't like that one bit and still are hesitant today about anything that could be taken like that. Uriel for instance thinks that Sam could be the future parent to the antichrist. We convinced him to leave enough alone but there's another issue. There are ancient demons, much more ancient than you could imagine and Lilith is leading them. Kind of like what you humans call a cult really but the thing that gets me is they only rise when the antichrist's parent is chosen which means-"

"Sam isn't going to do that, he couldn't. He won't allow himself to carry an evil baby-"

"Even if he loved the child with all his heart because it is part of him? Besides you didn't listen to the other half of what I have to say," Cas told him a little irritated and Dean blinked wondering silently what was going on that the most naïve angel he knew was annoyed. "There's also a little light in the darkness. Something about light shining to help the war for what it is. There is not one single text left about it though and I would think that the only ones that do know aren't talking."

"It would be God wouldn't it?" Dean piped up. Cas nodded and Dean rolled his eyes wondering if he should point out the logic in that sentence. They could never know what was going to happen in the future and some stupid tab wasn't going to change anything although the crazy cult of demons trying to rape his brother.

"So we should still definitely worry about them. They won't hesitate until they get their child," Cas told him with an air of finality. "I don't really know if they are out there since no angel has taken the prophecy thing seriously. It's a load of crap to think that an abomination could create a baby out of the love of a fallen anyways."

Dean nodded feeling loads better. He frowned a second later and turned to Cas without a single doubt in his mind.

"Cas where's Sam?"

A question to which Cas was just as quick to answer.

"I don't know."

There was a tense silence in which Dean felt the ache in his heart deepen and he suddenly wished that he was still in that coma. Anything could be better than finding out about more stupid demons and his brother leaving. He needed Sam here and safe, not out there and vulnerable.

"You find him Cas and you better do it, okay? My brother is out there and all alone and-"

"I know," Cas told him and for once Dean closed his mouth.

He suddenly got the feeling that Cas was already trying. He only hoped it was good enough.

"Hello? This better be important! I was-"

"Bobby it's Sam. I just wanted to see if Dean had called you," Sam's voice was clearly showing Bobby how distraught the man truly was. Bobby didn't like it one bit and sighed before grabbing his home phone. Idjits would always be idjits, he reminded himself.

"Dean this is Bobby, what the hell is going on?" He heard Dean's side starting with the miracle of coming out of being brain dead. He cursed realizing that the elder Winchester could have been hurt and Bobby would have been ignorant to it until he received the phone call. If he received one at all at that rate anyways. These boys were going to be the death of him, he grumbled mentally. "Next time something happens, make sure you call me, idjit!"

Bobby took a deep breath before putting the cell phone up to his ear again. How in the world was he going to explain this to Sam? More importantly where was the younger Winchester while Dean was going through this? It just made him all the more angry and he found himself thinking that if Sam would have stayed there, he would've known instead of calling him.

"Well your brother is alive now idjit so what is it that you need now? How could you just leave your brother like that Sam, your brother was brain dead!"

"Bobby I'm-I'm-" Sam seemed to be getting the last word jumbled and Bobby rolled his eyes. Of course the youngest would be a brat. He may have suffered tremendously from all of this but he shouldn't have run off when supporting Dean should have been his number one priority. Dean would have done it and had in the past, especially when Sam had had an appendicitis. Not to mention that Dean gave his life for the younger one as well.

"Spit it out boy!" Bobby said finally getting fed up with the hesitation and the stuttering. Sam wasn't like this in the past and he could only wonder what he was going through that made him so scared to say what it was.

"Bobby I'm pregnant."

That Bobby never expected to hear.

"You're what? Excuse me Sam because I don't think I heard it right, when the hell did you get pregnant?" He could hear silence on the other line and cursed realizing that in his own shock, he ignored the fact that Sam was obviously going through far worse with this. "Damn idjit!"

He threw the phone on his desk and rubbed the palms of his hands against an upcoming headache. Dean had been brain dead and he was now miraculously better. Cas was hanging out with the Winchesters more and he would be a fool not to know how much the youngest seemed to care about the new addition. Cas was very oblivious to it but then again he had always been so naïve. Now was the really big ice breaker though. He didn't realize that Sam had swung that way or why he would wait until he was gone from sight to tell Bobby and not his brother. That was the big mystery though. And Dean had said something about demons wanting to have their way with him—

"Damn it!" He threw everything that was littered on his desk onto the floor with anger. He had to calm himself down though. Taking deep breaths and convincing himself that it had to be much better than what Sam made it to be, he decided to dial Dean once again.

He was getting to the bottom of this once and for all.

Sam knew things were going to get messy.

He couldn't hide forever and he knew he was a curse. He had been cursed his whole life and the fact that he was running wasn't going to change much because he tried normal once and that didn't work out any before. He took a small break on a bench trying to keep his breathing under control. He nearly panicked every time someone touched him and even an elderly couple glared at him but Sam was trying to play it safe for now. He was alone and vulnerable. Demons could hurt him now more than ever.

"You okay kid?"

Sam looked over and noticed one of the young men that had been following him him ever since the bus and quickly cleared his throat. He didn't want to take this as a coincidence because it wasn't just his life on the line. Suddenly feeling the small quiver in his stomach, he quickly nodded and jumped up to head for the small diner across the street. The baby was most likely hungry and he wasn't going to just not eat.

The man caught up with him again once he had a nice big plate of hot cakes and sat right across from him. Sam paused, fork halfway to notice that he seemed to have an unusual amount of interest in him. He ignored him for now hoping he'd get the hint and go away if he didn't have his attention. The man just sat there and ordered a French toast and coffee much to his aggravation.

"You looked a little pale earlier but now that you don't look it any more I assume that you were only hungry," he added with a laugh.

"Have you been following me?" Sam finally asked. He didn't want to risk demons and any other supernatural creatures that were after him to know where he was and if this guy was the deal, well he still had Ruby's knife with him and well concealed. The other man didn't know that though and he decided to play it easy.

"Well I do live here. Wellsville isn't that crowded and everyone here knows everyone so it's not everyday someone decides to stay around-"

"I'm not staying, I'm just drifting through," Sam quickly corrected him. "There was a bad break up and my boyfriend and I left in bad terms. It wouldn't stop him from whooping ass though."

The man blinked.

"Oh, well in that case I think I should be more careful before the boyfriend indeed kicks my ass. You have an abnormally large appetite though. So either you always have one or you didn't eat last night-"

"My brother almost died and I felt that I wasn't needed there. You know, old family drama that would probably bore you to tears."

Sam stabbed another piece and forced himself to eat even though he didn't want to. This is for the baby he reminded himself. The little baby that was made out of love even though it wasn't on Cas's part since he was just looking for someone to use at the time to get over his pining of Dean. He paused for a moment and stuffed another piece into his mouth, watching the man's laughing grey eyes. He paused when he thought he saw the eyes go black and blinked. They didn't but that didn't mean he didn't see anything. He gulped and quickly gulped down half the glass of orange juice, glad that he was in view of so many people that it wouldn't go unnoticed if this guy tried to hurt him.

"You know how annoying you are?"

Sam blinked once again wondering what he was talking about.

"Well see over there. They are very busy and if you think that safety comes in numbers than maybe you should begin to wonder if maybe the numbers part is truly worth it if you are very much alone-"

Sam stood up only to be shoved back into his seat by a heavy set man. He started to tremble and quickly pushed his plate away making the man laugh which he did so heartily. Leaning forward, he pushed him into a rather harsh kiss, only pulling him away when he at least got a little bit of tongue in.

"You are going to be so much fun to screw over. I mean of all the demons you could have run into, it had to be me. I wish that you would look at yourself in a mirror sometime when you see yourself this way. It's so hilarious and the fact that Jeff hurt your brother that bad but didn't kill him is a disappointment. I mean the angel couldn't even heal him so either there was a miracle or-" the light above him exploded and whilst the demon was distracted, Sam took his chance and ran for the back door. He was out by the time the demon realized what Sam was planning but he didn't get far enough away.

Another two trapped him against the wall in the back alley and the demon smacked him across the face for the little getaway attempt. Sam whimpered when the demon held his face, even though he was rubbing it gently because he knew that the demon wasn't going to be so gentle if he got his way.

"What makes you think you could leave like that?" he asked with angered arrogance. "Bubby, that whole light explosion thing was a neat trick and you have got to show us some time. I'm dying to know how you could get away with something so tremendous like that."

Sam froze feeling the beginnings of blood in his mouth and started realizing with sudden horror that the blood wasn't at all connected with the morning sickness. It was more connected every time the baby did something like this. He attempted to swallow it down but at the same time he did that, the demon forced himself into his mouth and seemingly smiled, why Sam didn't know.

"You cut your mouth baby? He pulled his tongue out and stared in horror when Sam coughed the rest out, leaving a trail of blood around his mouth. "What the hell are you exactly doing bitch? You trying to kill yourself before we get our promised spawn? Or maybe you heard of our second in command to Lilith?"

Sam stared with huge eyes as the demon wedged a leg between his knees. He felt lightheaded and would have thanked it any other time but this even though it would keep him from feeling much pain since the sudden sight of blood made him worried. He attempted a deep breath to bring some air into his starved lungs and the demon pulled forward, only in time to end up with a look of shock on his face before he fell backwards.

Sam fell down against the wall and once it was just him and the unexpected savior, he couldn't help but gape at his tremendous surprise at who it was that even came to his rescue. He hadn't been exactly on the best terms with this one since the beginning of time and his brother would share the notion.

"What's the matter Sam? Are you regretting not having a chance at those demons now that you've learnt about their evil secret council and their plans of impregnating you with their evil spawn?"

He could have said anything and he knew it would have sounded just as surprised if not more shocked than he was but he couldn't exactly think at the moment so he said the first thing that came from his mouth.

"Meg?"

"Surprised to see me Sammy boy? I thought that you would be with your brother and that annoying angel."

Sam just fell forward right as Meg catch him cursing huge Winchesters and stubborn attitudes. In the end she hoped he was grateful and didn't try to kill her off because of all that she had done in the past. She was going out on limb here but she also thought that he'd gained weight since the last time that she saw him because he was damn well heavier than he had been the last time she had seen him.

"When you wake back up you are going to give me a few things to go on Sammy boy because I may be pretty but I'm not dumb like your average demon and I don't make out for the sake of some baby. Okay?"

Sighing she realized until then all she could do was help out and be grateful those demons didn't have any buddies.