October 14, 2031

"Damn it!" Emily cursed as she slapped the steering wheel of her car.

Smoke was coming out of the hood and she'd had to pull over in the middle of the Arizona desert.

Emily climbed out of the 2018 Chevy Malibu and scanned her surroundings. The Impala was out of sight by that time but Castiel had been following her in his car and was fast approaching. Her situation made Emily glad she chose second even though it would have been easy to make a phone call to one of the guys too.

She watched as Castiel pulled up his car to the side of the rode and in front of hers and stepped out of it.

Emily popped the hood of her Malibu and she and Castiel peered into the inside.

"The engine's done for," Castiel mused after looking at it for several seconds. "Along with some other parts."

Emily sighed. "That's what I figured."

"When we get into the next town we could call a gas station to pick it up and fix it."

Emily shook her head at Castiel's suggestion. "No, I'm not going to bother. This old thing isn't worth it. I'm not attached to it like Dean is to his car."

"So you're just going to leave it here?" questioned Castiel with surprise.

"Yeah," replied Emily. "Shouldn't hurt. The animals can use it for shelter."

Castiel nodded then gestured at his Ford. "You ready to go?"

"Let me grab my bags," said Emily.

She opened the trunk of her car and pulled out her weapons and clothes bags and carried them to Castiel's car.

Once they were packed into the trunk with Castiel's stuff Emily and Castiel hopped into the front seat of the Ford and buckled up. Castiel then started the car and sped to try to catch up to the Impala.

As Castiel drove he and Emily stayed silent. There was no sound except for the radio Castiel had on at a low volume and the wind from the open windows.

The quiet put Emily at peace. She rested her head against the frame of the passenger door and starred out at the blue sky, sandy ground, and green cacti of the desert spread out around them.

Her eyes drooped as a feeling of weariness washed over her and Emily soon dozed off.

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Just after Emily fell asleep Castiel's cell phone rang and he quickly answered it in a low voice so not to wake her. "Hello?"

"Cas is everything okay back there?" asked Sam.

"Yes, Emily just ran into some car trouble," Castiel explained. "She got in with me."

"Okay, that's good," said Sam. "Do we need to get someone to go get it?"

"No. Emily has given up on it."

Sam laughed. "Fine then, we'll head straight to Phoenix as planned."

"Sounds good."

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An hour later Emily awakened with a pounding headache she hadn't expected.

"Did you have a nice nap?" inquired Castiel as she rubbed her eyes then her forehead.

Emily ignored the words as a sudden queasiness in her stomach took over.

"Pull over!" she yelped.

"What is it?" Castiel was concerned.

Emily put her right hand over her belly and her left over her mouth. "Just pull the damn car over Cas!"

Castiel did so immediately and as soon as it was in park Emily swung the passenger door open and leaned over before vomiting.

After several seconds or so she moaned as the last of her stomach contents withdrew from her body and Castiel put a hand on her shoulder.

"Are you okay?"

Emily craned her neck to see his face and gave him a quick nod. "It's just car sickness."

She slammed the passenger door closed and Castiel put both of his hands back on the wheel but still kept his searching eyes on her.

"You sure you don't want to walk it off a little?"

Emily thought for a moment before speaking. "No, I should be all set now."

Castiel narrowed his eyes but he did not say anything else. Instead, he started his car back up again and continued to drive towards their destination.

Emily meanwhile closed her eyes tight and used all her willpower to keep down whatever else was left in her stomach and wondered why she was car sick when she'd never been before.

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"So what'll be tonight?" Dean asked Sam, Castiel, and Emily as they finished salting the windows and doors in their motel rooms. "Pizza or Burgers?"

Emily, who was feeling much better and now starved, was the first to answer. "I could go for pizza."

"What about you guys?" Dean looked at Sam and Castiel.

They shrugged. It really didn't matter to them what they ate.

"Pizza it is," grinned Dean.

He pulled out his cell phone from his leather jacket and Sam passed him the local phone book so he could find the nearest pizza place to order from.

Once he'd found one Dean dialed the number and ordered a party sized pizza to be delivered at their motel room.

Afterwards he turned on the TV and the group of four watched an action movie while waiting for the delivery guy to arrive.

Castiel held Emily in his arms and when her stomach growled he was amused. "I'm guessing you're really hungry now."

"State the obvious why don't you." Emily grumbled.

Castiel chuckled before kissing her forehead. When he did Emily's annoyance immediately melted away and she sighed.

Castiel's tenderness just had that kind of effect on her.

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"You know we can't keep running forever, right?" Emily asked Sam and Dean as she swallowed the last of her second piece of pizza.

"We know," said Sam. "But there haven't been any leads to where Jud could be and we can't allow him to surprise us."

"He won't if we set a trap," Emily told him.

Dean shook his head. "It's not that easy. We don't know how many demons are following Jud's lead. They might get smart and attack all at once."

"Then let them," Emily stated flatly.

"No way," argued Dean. "We've done that before and it was the dumbest thing we ever did."

Emily bit her lip. "There has to be some way."

"I'm sure there is," Sam paused, "But we don't know what yet. So just bare with us okay?"

Emily smiled. "I will. You're fun to have around anyways."

"Glad to hear," Dean snorted.

Emily was watching him take a sip from his beer when the nausea hit her again like a brick wall.

Sam was the first to notice the sickly expression on her face. "Emily?"

"I'm sorry" was all Emily managed to say before she bolted to the bathroom and threw up into the toilet bowl.

Outside the bathroom Castiel, Sam, and Dean were still and unsure of what they should do.

"Are you okay Em?" Castiel called out when she became quiet.

"Must have been the spices in the pizza," Emily yelled back at him. "I'm fine."

The truth was that Emily wasn't sure. She never threw up pizza and the only times she had vomited before was when she'd been terribly sick as a child.

It didn't make sense. Emily felt fine besides having an unsettled stomach.

Then the possibility dawned on her.

"No it can't be," thought Emily. "We've always been safe."

Except for the first time, she realized.

Then she and Castiel hadn't remembered to use protection. They had been too focused on their need for each other.

Emily heard someone approach the door and the sound snapped her out of her mulling.

"I brought you some water," Castiel informed her.

Emily nodded and he passed her the cup.

As she drank from it to wash away the bad taste in her mouth, Castiel folded his arms. "Are you sure you're not coming down with something?"

"I'm sure," Emily reassured him. "I'm feeling better."

"Good."

Castiel didn't look like he believed her but he didn't press for more.

Emily was relieved. She didn't want to have to tell Castiel anything until she was sure about the reason for her upset stomach.

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Later on, in the early hours of morning while Castiel was still sleeping Emily slipped out of bed and sorted through her personal bag to take out a pregnancy test. She then went to the bathroom and locked the door behind her as a precaution.

She didn't want Castiel walking in on her.

After following the directions on the box Emily waited a few minutes for the results. As she did she paced the small quarters nervously. The wait nearly killed her.

Finally Emily was able to pick up the stick and when she looked down she discovered it to be positive.

Emily gasped at the confirmation and her hand automatically flew to her belly.

She had already figured it would be positive but she still couldn't believe she was right.

So many emotions flowed through her in that moment.

One was anger at herself for being so irresponsible. She was an adult, she should have known better.

Another was fear for herself and the baby she'd just found out about. There were demons after her and Castiel making it about the worst time ever for her to be pregnant.

And Emily was worried about how Castiel would react.

They'd only known each other for five weeks. That wasn't a lot of time.

Emily felt she knew him well, but she couldn't know how Castiel would react to the news. They'd never discussed anything to do with kids.

At the same time though Emily felt wonder at her condition and happiness because she was pregnant-with Castiel's child no less.

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A/N: I researched pregnancy before writing up this chapter to make it as realistic as possible. (Since I have no close relatives that are pregnant) When reading up I learned that when the conception date isn't known the doctors go by the last period which adds two weeks. Since I went by the conception date the events in the pregnancy will seem earlier than usual but they should be correct.