Author's Note: Many, many thanks to my wonderful co-writer hotshow.
To the fantastic readers who are supporting this story, thank you ever so much, it truly means alot.
Leave Me Breathless – Chapter Ten
Dean scrunched down lower in the bed, needing to feel Sam's breath on his face, to pull him away from the thoughts he'd been thinking since waking.
Sam was asleep on his stomach, loose hairs straying over his face.
Dean was now facing Sam and moved as close to him as possible, trying not to wake him.
So very much had happened so quickly and it had left Dean reeling. Usually the man in control, he had been feeling anything but this last while.
Lying here now, next to Sam, Dean admitted to himself that he was feeling a lot of uncertainty and an overwhelming fear for what lay ahead of them. How were they going to cope? Stephanie's insurance policy would be used for the boys' well being and future education, so that part was at least taken care of. But their day to day living expenses would need to be taken care of too. Dean knew he'd need to get a job. He'd probably be able to swing something at a garage. Where that was going to leave their hunting, Dean wasn't sure.
Then there was Sam. Dean smiled as he looked fondly at the sleeping form beside him. Risking a touch, Dean very lightly ran his thumb over one of Sam's lax dimples, enjoying the feel of the warm flesh.
Tender feelings of love and protectiveness competed in Dean's mind where Sam was concerned.
Dean was feeling quite emotional this morning and so badly wanted to hold Sam, to be with him. This was Stephanie's house and Dean knew it was probably wrong, but he wanted to love Sam, to feel that wonderful human being love him back, he wanted to hold him and cherish him.
Dean felt the switch under his thumb, the lax skin turning to a crease, moving into position with Sam's gentle smile, before Sam leaned over and kissed him, slowly and lovingly.
"Love you" Dean whispered as he helped Sam remove his clothing, before taking off his own.
Running his hands over Dean's sleep warmed body, Sam felt the tremors of pleasure beneath his finger tips. Dean stretched out on his back, pulling Sam on top of him. He needed to feel Sam close to him, to feel the thud of Sam's heart against his own.
As Dean lovingly ran his hands up and down the strong muscles of Sam's back, Sam was busy applying kisses over Dean's face and neck. Sam sensed that Dean really needed to feel loved this morning, in the gentlest of ways. The fact that Dean trusted Sam enough to show this side to him, said it all.
"Let me love you babe" Sam murmured as he rolled off Dean and re-adjusted himself to lying on his side.
Sam's hands moved over Dean's broad chest, stopping to stroke Dean's nipples. Sam's loving of them continued until Dean gasped in pleasure and Sam felt Dean harden against his stomach. "Easy baby, I've got you" Sam cooed, as he moved his hand down Dean's treasure trail and grasped his cock. Dean bucked against him, nipping lightly at Sam's neck. "Don't stop Sam" Dean cried, as he felt his pre-cum leaking against Sam's fingertips. Dean was on the threshold of release as he moved in motion to Sam's rubbing. "C'mon babe" Sam encouraged, as he felt Dean lurch and thrash against him. "You're so beautiful, I love you so much" Sam murmured as Dean collapsed against him in full release.
Sam wiped his hand on his own leg before reaching up and catching Dean in a full body hug, enjoying the feel of Dean's relaxed body against his. Dean buried his face deep in Sam's neck, inhaling the scent of Sam. He didn't want to leave this location, he was quite content and happy.
Feeling Sam hard against his thigh changed his mind, as he pulled back slightly before deciding to move down the bed and help Sam out.
Sam stopped him. "You just stay where you are. I can take care of this" Sam said in a hoarse voice, as he reached down and began to rub himself towards a climax. Dean followed Sam's lead and placed his own hand on Sam's, pumping up and down as Sam arched up before shuddering in release.
Dean kept his hand on Sam's, helping Sam to draw out the aftershocks in a slow fashion.
Wanting to hold Sam so much, Dean then moved slightly, pulling up the tangled bedding and covering them both up. Cradling Sam in his arms, Dean rocked him gently. "I love you so much Sam" Dean hummed between applying baby kisses over Sam's hair and forehead. "I love you too Dean" Sam returned, as he snuggled in to Dean.
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"I was finally able to reach Bobby" Sam said, as he carried out the last of the boxes, placing it in the middle of the back seat. "How was he about all of it?" Dean asked in concern. "He was freaked at first, but he came around. You know he really is a great guy" Sam said, as he followed Dean into the house and sat down opposite his brother in the kitchen.
"Man, I'm sure glad that's done" Dean said in relief. "You and me both" Sam agreed.
Sam looked over at Dean. "You sure you're okay about everything we talked about this morning?" Sam asked. "No, but I don't see much of a choice Sam, do you?" Dean asked, as he reached across the table and massaged Sam's fingers. "Not really" Sam replied. "Okay then, it's settled. At some point, I'm going to do one more hunt and Bobby will come with me, so you'll know I'm being looked after" Dean said with a semi-smirk, before shaking his head slightly and smiling at this concession he made to Sam of taking Bobby along.
"I'll get a job at a garage and you'll home school Joshua and David for the time being" Dean said as he let out a low whistle over how much their lives were changing. "Sounds like a plan" Sam replied as he linked his fingers with Dean's.
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The back screen door slammed shut as Joshua and David returned home. Finding their house virtually empty was a shock. The guys were ready. "Well boys, today's a big day huh?" Sam said in a light voice. "The car is packed and we thought we would go through the house with each of you, so we could say goodbye. Does that sound like a plan?" Sam asked. Both boys nodded.
Sam took Joshua's hand and Dean took David's. They started in the upstairs area and worked down. Trembling hands were greeted with gentle squeezes of encouragement. It was hard going and draining emotionally. Sam had given Henry to David earlier and he noted the little boy was holding him for dear life.
As the time came to leave, there was a lot of crying. Mrs. Langley came by and started to cry too as she embraced the little boys tightly against her. "Don't forget I'll be seeing you both soon" she said through her tears.
Sam and Dean thanked Mrs. Langley for everything and gave her their contact information so that she could keep in contact, as well as the keys to Stephanie's place.
Buckling in two crying little boys was heart shattering. Mrs. Langley reached in with one more hug for each of them before closing the rear doors and smiling weakly as Dean started the Impala and pulled out.
It was so much harder to say goodbye than anyone could have anticipated.
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They'd driven for endless hours. It was time to pull off for the night.
"Oh wow, I think maybe we should stay here" Sam said in an excited voice, putting it on for the boys in the hopes he'd get some type of reaction. He wasn't disappointed, just surprised on who the excited response came from.
"I'm in" Dean exclaimed, pulling into the parking lot of the family themed motel, advertising an on-site arcade, swimming pool with slide and themed rooms.
Sam turned to look at Joshua and David. Okay, so they did look kind of excited too and that was a good thing.
As Dean parked the Impala and turned off the engine, he swung around in his seat. "So, you guys in?" he asked enthusiastically. Both boys nodded. "Okay, great, let's go get registered" Dean said, leading the gang in.
Their room was fantastic. It was decorated in action hero art and the look on Joshua's face was worth the cost of the room alone.
David climbed up on one of the beds and started jumping up and down. "Yey, yey, yey" he kept saying as he continued to jump.
Joshua made his way around the room, looking at all the pictures on the walls, before coming to stand between Sam and Dean.
Slowly slipping his hands into each of theirs, he looked up at them. "Thank you" he said and smiled shyly. Both Sam and Dean bent down so that they were even with the little boy's face. "You're welcome buddy. We're glad you like it" Sam said, as Dean gave Joshua a hug.
They all decided on hitting the arcade. Sam took David to the "baby" area, as Joshua and Dean strolled around the "big people's" area, before they finally decided on a shoot'em up style game.
Dean offered to let Joshua go first, but Joshua shook his head no, so Dean went ahead. "Wow, are you ever good, you killed them all" Joshua exclaimed as he watched Dean lower his arcade weapon. "You want to try?" Dean asked, holding the gun for Joshua. "Mommy wouldn't let us play these games. Do you think it would be okay to try it?" Joshua asked hopefully.
This sure gave Dean pause for thought, as he looked at Joshua's tired but hopeful face. "I think it would be fine" Dean replied as he helped Josh position the gun in his hands, teaching him some techniques. They had an enjoyable time together.
Hooking up with David and Sam a while later, they decided to get something to eat. Hamburgers were a popular choice. Everyone enjoyed theirs, that is, once David had the pickles on his removed.
"I gotta go, I gotta go, I GOTTA GO!" David yelled, making sure everyone in the restaurant knew that he needed to go and needed to go now.
"I'll take him" a slightly red faced Sam said, as he stood up from the booth, followed closely by David.
Dean turned to Joshua. The depth of Joshua's sadness was palpable. Dean followed his gaze to a table where a mother and her two boys were sitting, clearly having a good time, from all the laughter going on.
When Dean returned his gaze to Joshua, his heart took another hit. Two large tear filled eyes were gazing up at him with pure sadness. Dean put his arm around the little boy and pulled him in close. "I know its hard Josh" he said in a low voice.
Sam was waiting with his back turned, for David, when once again, he felt ill. "I'm so fucking fed up with this" Sam thought to himself, as he opened the door to the only cubicled washroom in the place. Crouching down and breathing hard, Sam tried not to throw up, it was no use, as he began to wretch.
Feeling tired and drawn after being ill, Sam was startled when he felt water running down the back of his neck. David was standing beside him, holding a very wet piece of paper towel against the back of Sam's neck, just like he'd seen Dean do with the wet facecloth before. Sam turned his head and smiled at David. "Thank you for helping me David" he said as the little boy nodded solemnly and continued to look at Sam with big eyes.
A short time later, David came running back to the table and climbed into the booth seat. He didn't say anything as he observed Dean and Joshua. Sam followed close behind, taking in the scene as he walked up and sat down.
"I think we've all had a long day today, how about we hit the sack, okay guys" Sam said, as he picked David up and went ahead to the cash to pay the bill. Dean kissed the top of Joshua's head, before standing up and holding his hand out for the little boy, who took it gladly.
After teeth had been brushed and pj's put on, it was time for bed, their first night together as a family. Both boys knelt on the floor to say their prayers, waiting for Sam and Dean to join them. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me" Dean thought to himself before he caught Sam's look and knelt down too.
"God bless Mommy and David and Dean and Sam and Mrs. Langley" Joshua said. "Yeah, for me too" David chimed in.
Both boys crawled into bed. "Good night guys" Dean said. "Happy dreams" Sam finished, as he pulled the blanket up to their chins and turned off the light.
It didn't take long for the boys to fall asleep, which was in a way a blessing cause both Sam and Dean were tired themselves.
Climbing into their own bed, they snuggled down with each other. It didn't take long for them to fall asleep either.
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They'd made good time the following day and were at Bobby's ahead of schedule. It was a relief when the old familiar house came into sight and Bobby was standing waiting to greet them on the veranda.
"Hi Bobby. I'd like to introduce you to Joshua and David" Sam said warmly, as he placed his hand on each of the boy's heads during the introductions.
Bobby bent down so he was close to each boys' level. "I am very, very sorry to hear about your Mommy. That is a terrible thing that happened. I just want you to know that when you're feeling sad or want to cry or you feel happy and want to laugh, that it's all okay. You just let out whatever it is you're feeling. Sound okay?" Bobby asked. Both boys nodded and smiled at the older man.
"You okay?" Sam whispered to a pale looking Dean. Dean shot him an awkward look and nodded his head yes.
"It's been a long day and I'm sure you all must be hungry and tired. I've made hamburgers for us all. How about we go eat?" Bobby suggested as he motioned Joshua and David to go ahead of him, stopping at the door and looking back at Sam and Dean. "You guys coming?" "We'll be right in Bobby" Sam called back, as he watched Bobby enter the house.
"What?" Dean asked, as Sam looked at him. "Everything okay?" Sam asked. "Yeah. Sorry. It just caught me off guard with Bobby's speech back there" Dean said, looking at the ground. It hit Sam then. He was too young to remember, but Dean probably remembered some of it, some of that horrible time when they'd lost their own Mom and Dad had eventually brought them to Bobby's.
Sam reached out and tugged on Dean's shirt, drawing him in to the circle of his arms, in a consoling hug, while laughter wafted musically across the night air through the open kitchen window.
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The days slowly passed into weeks, as the transition of lives took place. Routines were established and Bobby's house took on the atmosphere of a home.
The fates chose to step in on an ordinary day, turning everything sideways and upside down by doing so.
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Bobby had taken out an excited Joshua and David on their weekly "learn outside the classroom" adventure.
Sam was at home getting things ready for dinner, when the phone rang. They'd installed a land line just incase there was ever an emergency and the boys needed to make a call.
"Hey babe" Dean said in greeting. "Hey back. You on your way home?" Sam asked. "You bet. I can't wait to get home. It's been a bitch of a day" a tired sounding Dean said. "The Impala needs some work, so I'm driving this loaner and it's...holy fuck!" Dean yelled.
"DEAN! DEAN!" Sam screamed, as he heard a crash. The live line stayed open, but Dean wasn't responding. "DEAN! Answer me...please Dean...c'mon babe...it's Sam" Sam pleaded, feeling desperate tears begin to spike.
Leaning his head against the wall, Sam kept talking to Dean. "Hold on Dean, you know how much I love you, how much I need you, how much David, Joshua and Bobby love you. We all need you" Sam cried into the phone.
Suddenly, he heard frantic voices. "Oh, it's a bad one, this poor guy, oh my God, is he dead?" the voice asked, before the line went dead. Sam hung up and called Bobby, frantically telling him what was going on.
"Sam, listen to me, you need to calm down, we'll be home in a short while and then we'll start looking for Dean" Bobby said in his best soothing voice. "Listen, I gotta go Sam, the traffic has ground to a halt, I'm going to look for another way back" Bobby said before disengaging.
"Is Dean lost?" Joshua asked in a scared tone. "We're going to find him okay guys, so don't worry" Bobby reassured, as he white knuckled the steering wheel, trying to figure out a way around the traffic snarl, just as it started moving slowly again.
A uniformed officer was making his way down the line-up, yelling out that there had been an accident and cars were being allowed through only a few at a time.
Bobby decided to wait it out as things inched forward. Keeping his eyes on the road and the car ahead of him, he didn't see David's eyes go round and was not prepared for the scream as they drove past the accident scene.
"DEAN! Dean's hurt" David screamed before starting to cry. "What the?" Bobby said aloud as he turned and saw a blood covered Dean being attended to by the EMT staff.
Before Bobby had a chance to react, Joshua had undone his seat belt and was out the door, running to Dean. "Dean, oh Dean" Joshua cried, as the tears slipped down his face. Dean opened his eyes and smiled at the little boy. "Hey buddy, it looks alot worse than it is. Head wounds always bleed alot. I'm going to be okay. But you know what would really make me feel alot better, a hug" Dean said, as he opened his arms to Joshua, who wasted no time in throwing himself into them.
Before he had a chance to say anything further, another little body was trying to wiggle his way into the hug. Little David was moving into the circle and Dean kissed the top of his head. "Dean's got a owie" David said out loud. "I'm going to be fine little man" Dean re-assured as he looked up and smiled weakly at Bobby.
"You okay?" Bobby mouthed silently, looking on in worried concern. Dean nodded.
Bobby remembered Sam's frantic call to him. "Shit, Sam was so worried" Bobby exclaimed, as he recounted Sam's call to him, while he kept trying their home number. There was no answer. "Try his cell" Dean said urgently, as Bobby dialed the number. They could hear the phone ringing. "What the hell?" Bobby questioned.
Joshua pulled back from Dean and took Sam's cell out of his jacket pocket. "Sam gave it to me this morning, he told me to hang onto it, incase I needed to call home" Joshua said tearfully. "Don't worry, we'll get home to Sam" Dean re-assured, as he slowly stood up, thanked the EMTs and inquired after the other driver.
"It looked alot worse than it was. We were able to clear his passage way and he should be okay" they said, before reminding Dean that he should be checked out by a doctor.
They all then got into the car and headed towards home and Sam.
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Sam was beside himself with worry. No car, no word from Bobby and a dead or dying Dean were his thoughts, as he slammed the door behind him and began to walk.
He needed to get to Dean. Dean was hurt and alone. "Oh God Dean, please be okay" Sam cried, letting the hot tears run down his cheeks, as he finally reached the highway and started to walk.
Getting more upset and flustered by the moment, he didn't see the approaching car.
Wiping away the blinding tears with the back of his hand, the car's horn got his attention.
As Sam slowly looked up, he thought he was hallucinating, he felt the ground rapidly rushing up to meet him, as he glimpsed a blood covered but very much alive Dean sitting in the front of the car.
"Jesus Christ!" Dean yelled as he watched Sam hit the ground. Bobby squealed to a stop, told the boys to stay in the car and followed Dean over to Sam.
"Hey Sam...Sammy...hey...c'mon now, what's this all about?" Dean whispered in a broken voice, bending over and speaking directly into Sam's ear.
Stroking his face gently, Dean continued to murmur to Sam. Bobby knelt beside them both, taking Sam's wrist and trying to get a read on his pulse.
Sam's eyes fluttered open, registering confusion and then total relief at seeing Dean alive, before promptly filling with tears. "Dean...I...I...thought you were" Sam tried to get his words out. Dean pulled him up and crushed him against his chest.
"It was the damn air bag in the car. After the hit, it deployed and knocked me out" Dean said, as he stroked Sam's hair lovingly.
"Let's get you up and let's get you both to a hospital to get checked out" Bobby said as he and Dean slowly got Sam to his feet. Sammy was feeling dizzy and wobbled a bit. "Whoa" Dean said, as he placed his arm around Sam's waist, before slowly beginning the walk to the car.
Joshua and David were silent as Sam got into the middle of the front seat, Dean joining him on the passenger side. "Do I get a hug?" Sam asked the boys, who both reached over the seat and hugged him tightly.
Bobby opened the back door as the boys settled back down and helped them with their belts, before getting in and starting up the car.
"No hospital" Sam pleaded, as he looked at Dean. "Forget it Sam, you need to go and get checked out" Dean insisted. "I'll go, if you go" Sam declared. "Fine, we'll both go" Dean conceded, as he held Sam's hand.
"Lucky for you both, that there's a special hospital not too far from here. There's a great doctor who works there and I hope she's on duty. Her name is Dr. Amelia Sanchez" Bobby explained.
The rest of the drive was done in silence, each lost in their own thoughts over the day's events.
Bobby pulled up in front of a non-descript brown building. Parking the car and turning off the engine, he got out and stretched, before helping David out of the car. Joshua had gotten out first and ran around to open the door for Dean and Sam.
As the five of them made their way into the building, they found their way to the Emergency room. "What the hell type of hospital is this Bobby?" Dean whispered. "It's a hunter's hospital" Bobby explained. "With what we deal with, someone came up with the brilliant idea of having a place where we could be treated and injuries or anything unusual wouldn't be questioned or looked upon as strange."
"Is Doctor Sanchez working?" Bobby asked the receptionist. "Yes sir she is. She'll be with you shortly" the receptionist responded.
As the five of them sat down together, Sam put his arm around Dean and told him to rest his head on his shoulder. Sam needed to feel Dean close to him, as much as Dean needed to feel Sam against him. The wait wasn't too long, before an older woman appeared and greeted Bobby, said hello to the boys and then turned trained eyes on Sam and Dean, as they stood and introduced themselves.
Ushering them into an examining room, the last words heard before closing the door, were David's yelling out about "Sam barfing".
"You're a lucky man Dean. This could have been alot worse. You're going to need to take it easy for the next few days" Dr. Sanchez noted, as she finished cleaning and dressing the wound. As she wrote out a pain prescription for Dean, there was a knock on the door and Bobby popped his head in. "Sorry to bother you, but Joshua and David are really upset. Are you almost done, could I bring them in to show them you're okay?" Bobby asked.
Dean looked at Sam. "I'm done here Bobby, I'll come out" he said, as he got off the examining table and gave Sam's hand a rub before leaving.
"So Sam" Dr. Sanchez started. "Can you tell me what happened today" Sam explained that he wasn't sure, he'd never fainted before. "As one of the little one's put it, you've been barfing?" Dr. Sanchez asked, using David's descriptive and smiling. "Yeah, it must be something I'm eating I guess" Sam replied.
"I'd like to examine you Sam, just to see what's going on. Is that okay with you?"
Sam looked at the Doctor in confusion, before agreeing. "Uh, I guess so."
"Good. I'll need you to strip down and put on one of these gowns. I'll be back in a few minutes" Dr. Sanchez said, as she left the room.
Sam slowly got undressed. "How weird is this?" he asked himself as he slipped on the gown and nervously waited.
Dr. Sanchez came in a few minutes later. "I'm going to listen to your heart first Sam, then I'm going to take your pressure" Dr. Sanchez explained. After she was done, she asked Sam to lie down on the examining table.
Needing to extend the table length to fit his long form, Dr. Sanchez pulled out the extension. In doing so, she noticed the staining still evident on the soles of Sam's feet.
"Where and when did you get this Sam?" she asked, frowning. "I'm not sure, it was Dean who noticed it first. I had a shoulder and rib injury and it must have happened around then" Sam explained.
Still frowning, Dr. Sanchez began to press on Sam's stomach, pressing hard in some areas and lighter in others. "You can sit up now" she said kindly.
"Sam, I'd like to perform two tests on you, with your permission. One will be an ultrasound and the other will be a rectal" Dr. Sanchez said. Sam immediately tensed. "Why?" he asked. "Before I can give you an answer Sam, I'd prefer to do the tests" Dr. Sanchez said, sidestepping a direct answer at this time. Sam looked at her in concern. Sighing deeply, he agreed.
Dr. Sanchez patted his shoulder, before moving to the end of the table again. Pulling the stirrups from beneath, she watched Sam turn pale and gulp. "I know Sam, I won't lie, it's going to be somewhat uncomfortable, but I'll make it as quick as possible. I promise" Dr. Sanchez re-assured, before washing her hands and putting on the rubber gloves.
Sam was beyond humiliated, when Dr. Sanchez asked him to place his legs in the stirrups and to shift down closer to her. "That's a lovely tattoo you have there" Dr. Sanchez admired, trying to ease Sam's mind, as she applied the lubricant to two of her fingers.
"Uh thanks, I got it for Dean's birthday" Sam said without thinking and then blushing furiously as he realized what he had said.
"He must have been very pleased" Dr. Sanchez noted. "Here we do go Sam, deep breath" she advised as one finger was inserted and then the other. "Try not to tense Sam, I know it's hard, but just try and relax" Dr. Sanchez soothed as she took her other hand and pressed down on Sam's pelvis. Sam kept his eyes closed, trying to concentrate on not tensing up.
Dr. Sanchez probed deeply before extracting her fingers and wiping Sam. "We're done with that part of the exam. You did very well Sam."
As she took off her gloves and washed her hands, she then moved the portable ultrasound machine closer to the exam table. "Now, for this part, I'm going to apply some gel to your stomach and run the nozzle of the machine over it" Dr. Sanchez explained as she donned a new pair of gloves and spread the gel over Sam's stomach.
The procedure took about fifteen minutes to complete. "You can get dressed now Sam. I'll be back to talk with you in a few moments" Dr. Sanchez said, giving nothing away in her voice.
This whole experience had been done with perfect respect and compassion and yet Sam felt very vulnerable and unsteady. He just wanted to get home and forget it had ever happened.
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Dr. Sanchez came back in and took a seat opposite Sam.
"Sam, I have some news for you and it's going to be a major shock. I want to prepare you for this and I want to assure you that our hospital and staff are fully equipped to deal with these types of matters."
Sam was beyond nervous now. "What's going on?" he asked.
"Before I tell you Sam, I need to ask you a question. Are you and Dean a couple? The reason I ask is that from doing the rectal, it was clear that you've been engaging in anal sex on a fairly regular basis and from the looks I saw you and Dean exchange, I feel fairly certain that you are together. I want to assure you that I am not asking to simply be nosy, but what I have to tell you will make it easier to handle, if you have someone to help you with it"
Sam nodded. "Dean and I are together. He's the love of my life. He'll be there for me no matter what" Sam confirmed.
"Good. Sam, there is no easy way to tell you this, so I'm just going to say it. You're pregnant" Dr. Sanchez declared.
Sam gaped at her, eyes full of disbelief, turning quickly to horror as he realized she was serious.
Beginning to hyperventilate, Sam started to panic. Jumping up, Dr. Sanchez placed a hand on Sam's shoulder. "Breathe Sam breathe" she encouraged. "We're here to help you, we'll take care of you. Easy Sam easy" she continued as Sam eventually got his breathing more under control.
Giving Sam a few minutes to collect himself, Dr. Sanchez asked if he wanted Dean to come in now. Sam looked at her with frantic eyes. "No, please don't tell anyone, I need time to think" Sam replied in a shaky voice. "Okay Sam, this is your decision. I would like to set up another appointment with you for later this week. There's alot we need to discuss. Here's my card and number. Please know that you can call me anytime" Dr. Sanchez said, as she helped a shaky Sam off the table. Sam murmured his thanks.
Taking a deep breath, Sam opened the door and was immediately encased in hugs and grabs and overwhelming concern.
"I can see that you're in good hands" Dr. Sanchez said smiling, as she took her leave.
"You okay Sam?" David asked as Sam put on his best smile and said he was. Joshua took his hand and held on for dear life. Bobby clapped him on the back good naturedly. Dean stood back and watched Sam. "Something's not right" Dean thought as Sam continued to avert his eyes from Dean.
As they made their way out of the hospital, Joshua continued to hold Sam's hand and David slipped his into Dean's.
"How about some ice cream when we get home?" Sam asked, to a cheer all around.
Once they got home and got settled, Sam made himself busy by getting the ice cream ready, while everyone sat down waiting. As he placed bowls and spoons in front of everyone and the chocolate sauce in front of David and Joshua, he smiled absently, as they took turns squeezing it over their ice cream.
Not feeling he could pretend any longer, Sam excused himself. "I think I'm going to lie down for awhile" he said, before leaving the room. Dean looked at Bobby in concern, before getting up and following Sam.
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Sam was laying on his side, pulled up into the fetal position, with his back to the door when Dean came in.
As Dean came around and kneeled on the floor in front of Sam, he noticed the tears first. As Dean tenderly wiped away the tears, he leaned in close, nuzzling his face against Sam's. "What's wrong Sammy, please tell me" Dean asked.
Sam opened his eyes and looked at Dean, biting his trembling lower lip. Dean's heart was shattering with the look of utter despair in Sam's eyes.
Sam said nothing, before turning over and away from Dean, his body trembling.
Dean climbed over Sam and laid down in front of him. "No Sam, don't pull away from me. You're scaring me. I'm here for you Sammy, I'll always be here for you" Dean said in a gentle tone, as he cupped Sam's face and held it firmly. Dean continued to soothe, as he thumbed away the falling tears.
Sam looked into Dean's eyes, before throwing himself against Dean with uncontrollable sobs wracking his body. "Sam, please, please tell me what's wrong" Dean begged, as he held his crying little brother in his arms.
Sam buried his face against Dean's chest, pulling his arms tightly against himself as he rocked himself against Dean.
"Dean...I'm...I'm pregnant" Sam keened, before ripping himself from his big brother's arms and standing up.
A stunned Dean did not move or try to follow, he just stayed there in shocked disbelief. Feeling like he was drowning in molasses, Dean tried to comprehend what Sam had just told him. His mind was twirling and his thinking felt fuzzy and fragmented.
Tormented sobs eventually pierced his thinking as he sat up and looked for Sam. "Oh Sammy" Dean whispered as he looked over at Sam who was sobbing and huddled tightly against himself on the floor.
Grabbing a blanket from the bed Dean made his way over to Sam. His heart heavy and his touch loving, Dean sat down beside him. Sam kept his head down between his knees, refusing to look at Dean.
Dean leaned his face on Sam's back. "We'll get through this Sammy, I promise you we will. Hell, we've faced down worse than this before" Dean whispered, as he moved his hand to Sam's arm and began to rub the trembling flesh.
Ever so slowly, Dean turned next to Sam so that he was able to lean his head on Sam's arm and get a partial look at Sam's still hidden face. "I love you Sam. Can you look at me please" Dean asked. Sam slowly lifted his tear stained face and looked at Dean. "There's my guy" Dean exclaimed, as he took the opportunity to cover Sam's face with loving kisses. "Love, love, love you Sammy" Dean whispered over and over, as he pulled Sam against him and placed the blanket around them.
To be continued.