I'm sooooo sorry it has taken me so long to update. Life has become crazy, but i promise I'm not going to stop. It just might take a while for me to get updates out. I really hope that you are enjoying this story, I should be putting up another update very soon! Like sometime before Monday. Thanks so much for your reviews! You're all amazing!
All Will Be Unveiled:
Another month had gone by; Abigail was now convinced that her plan had been for the best. Since the infamous phone call to Dean, she hadn't heard from him. Sam still called a few times a week and Rebecca would always tell her that Dean said hello, but she knew it probably wasn't true. At 4 months pregnant Abigail had just started to show. Which caused great excitement around the boarding house, but overwhelming fear for Abigail because Sam was coming to town tomorrow. Dean was staying in Cicero and Sam would be at the boarding house early in the morning, which meant she might actually have to tell the truth.
Rebecca was waiting on the front porch when Sam arrived. He arrived a little after 7 am, just in time for breakfast. As soon as the rental car pulled up to the curb, Rebecca jumped off the porch swing and ran to the curb. Pulling him into a tight hug before he had a chance to process.
"I've missed you too." Sam smiled hugging the small girl back. "I'm surprised you're actually awake."
Rebecca loosened her hold and stepped back to look at him, taking in his appearance and also checking for new battle wounds. "Well some of us don't have the luxury of sleeping in all day. Some of us still have to go to that place, where they have teachers and classes and then you finally graduate." She tried to joke. Sam hated when she referenced how old she was. It just reminded him of the age difference and made him cringe to think about how long it had been since he was that age.
"So you want to head in for breakfast?" Sam asked brushing her blonde hair away from her face and behind her ear.
"In a minute, I want to enjoy having you all to myself for just a little bit longer." Rebecca said before standing to her tip toes and pulled down his shirt to bring him to a level where she could kiss him.
After a few moments of enjoying the kiss Sam pulled away and grasped Rebecca's hand before leading her up the walk to the house. "So, how's Abigail been since the infamous phone call? Still dating that guy?"
"Oh no, don't even try that. If you want an update on Abigail's life you should really talk to Abigail." Rebecca said trying to move to a new topic. "She's just been going through a lot."
"Well, it's been a pretty crazy year for all of us." Sam commented as they entered the house. They quickly were bustled into the craze of a morning at the boarding house. Before long, Sam was driving Rebecca to school promising to pick her up at the end of the day.
Abigail did her best to keep herself anywhere away from Sam. She made sure to wear extra loose fitting clothes, to accommodate the small bump that had formed. She didn't need Sam finding out that she was pregnant. She had gotten so used to her routine in the last few months. Rushing to the bathroom as soon as she woke up, followed by the dry toast. Then off to classes at the college, and finishing the day up with a few hours at the local newspaper as a photographer. Mostly she sat shotgun in a reporters van and took pictures while they did the hard work. But it gave her enough money to save up for things for the baby. Eva was helping her re-finish an old crib that she had brought home from her church.
She hadn't spoken more than a few words to Sam during his visit. It wasn't until Abigail had a day off that she had a full encounter with Sam, without the buffer of someone else. While Rebecca was off at school, Sam cornered her in the kitchen while she was taking her pre-natal vitamins.
"You've been avoiding me." Sam said blocking the doorway.
"I'm not avoiding you Sam, I just don't have anything to say to you." She kept her back turned to him as she took the pills and slide the bottle back into the cabinet hoping that he hadn't noticed too much.
"Are you sick" Sam asked.
Of course! He's a Winchester there genetically predisposed to be observant of all small details. Turning and putting a forced smile on her face she took a deep breath before responding. "I'm not sick, just taking care of myself." She moved to put her glass in the sink hoping that Sam would drop the conversation.
"What are you hiding Abigail?" Sam said approaching the cabinet. Before she had a chance to stop him, he had reached into the cabinet and was reading the label of the bottle. "Seriously? Abigail what the hell?"
"Look Sam," Abigail started preparing herself for the fight.
"I expected you to move on; I didn't expect you to let the guy knock you up. What on earth we're you thinking?"
Shock was apparent across her face, somehow Sam hadn't put together that the baby was Dean's and her lie about finding a boyfriend had actually worked. "You have no right to judge me Sam Winchester."
"No judging just stating the fact that you moved on pretty quickly."
"You really want to play it that way?" Abigail started, "Okay, how many girls has Dean picked up since you left? Under 20?"
"You're right, Dean's no angel. But Abigail this is your life, you're going to have a child. You've been dating this guy for what, a month?"
"Sam how is this any of your business." Abigail finally said trying to make her way out of the kitchen. "I have to get to class so tell Rebecca to come find me later"
Sam stepped out of the way and let Abigail exit the kitchen, it wasn't until Sam heard the front door shut that he moved back towards the vitamins to examine them more fully. Looking at the label he saw that it had been filled well over a month ago, before she had called Dean and told him about the new boyfriend. Something about all this didn't sit well with Sam. Maybe Rebecca could shed some light on this whole situation.
And if Rebecca wasn't anymore forth coming than Abigail was, his next stop would be to tell Dean. And he would demand answers. That would be a last resort.
"Shh Ben, don't wake him up." Was the first sound Dean heard that morning. He had only been asleep for about 3 hours, seeing as how his "date" had run a little long. Dean kept his eyes closed for a few more minutes before opening them and finally giving into the noise, and sat up. "Sorry did he wake you." Lisa asked noticing his presence. Ben smiled at his dad displaying his mouthful of cereal.
"Nah, kid I was already awake." Dean said ruffling Ben's hair and grabbing a bowl to get cereal as well. The three of them sat down at the table like the typical American family of today. The Mom making sure everyone had breakfast and expertly avoiding the asking about Dad's late night activities; the Dad after having slept with someone else, slinks his way back into the house to sleep on the couch, while the son blissfully eats unaware of all the subtext.
Thank God for the innocence of children.
"So you're still going to pick me up after school?" Ben asked quickly.
"You bet, and then it's off to the park right?" Dean asked, they had plans to go and play some catch. Seeing as Dean's childhood was consumed with his father's obsession with killing the demon that killed their mother, Dean hadn't really gotten a chance for the normal father son thing, and he was going to do everything in his power to make sure Ben got to be normal. "And we'll be home in time for dinner."
"Thanks, for that." Lisa said, she took another sip of her coffee and glanced at the wall clock. "Well buddy it's getting late we have to get you too school." Ben ran off up the stairs to retrieve his backpack giving the grownup's a chance to talk.
"So how'd the date go?" Lisa asked her eyes catching Dean's over the cup of coffee she drank.
"Uh—" Dean started not sure how to proceed. "This isn't awkward."
"Dean, it's okay. You're a young guy you're entitled to have some fun, after all you've been through over the past few years."
"Yea, I just feel a little weird talking with you about this." Dean tried to answer.
"I understand, just be careful. You never know how many other children you might have out there." Lisa said with a laugh and she stood from the table and began to put the dishes into the dishwasher.
"Don't even joke about something like that." Dean said flatly. "That's not even funny."
"Actually it kind of is for me." Lisa said before leaving the kitchen, and leaving Dean to his thoughts.
He double checked in his head making sure that he had taken care of everything the night before. For safety and security reason. The last night he could remember slipping up was the night Abigail had broken into his room at the boarding house. He'd woken up from a few hours sleep to see his naked girlfriend watching his face intently. There was something off in her smile, sadness that he had later discovered was Sam filling her in on the rest of the secret.
He was too caught up in the moment to remember safety first. And by the time he remembered it was too late. In the end everything had turned out all right. Abigail might have been angry with him about his lies. But she had moved on and was now happily dating someone else. Or at least he hoped.
Sam didn't waste any time with his investigation of the vitamins. As soon as Rebecca approached the car outside of school, she knew that Sam had something on his mind, and it wouldn't stop until he said it. "Okay spit it." Rebecca said laying your bag on the hood of the rental. She defiantly put her hands on her hips letting him know she was on to whatever he had to say.
"How long have you known that Abigail was pregnant?" Sam burst out.
"She finally told you." Rebecca said letting out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding.
"No, I caught her hiding her vitamins in the kitchen. Why didn't you tell me Bex's?" Sam asked reaching out to lightly grasp her shoulders.
"It wasn't my secret to tell, but you have no idea how much of a relief it is that you know now."
"She filled the prescription well over a month ago, long before she called Dean and told him about this new boyfriend, how long has she been with this guy?" Sam said.
Rebecca was forced to stop and think; they hadn't been over this. Hadn't been over the idea that Sam would believe it wasn't Dean's baby. She didn't know how to answer. "Sam—"
"And plus where is this guy, we haven't seen him at all since I got to town."
"Sam—" Rebecca said a little more clearly the second time. "Think about, really think about it."
She knew that Abigail would kill her later, but this was honestly for the best, for everyone.
"This is no other guy, is there." Rebecca didn't have to say anything the look on her face was enough to confirm it. "It's Dean's baby?" Sam finally asked.
"It's not my secret to tell." Rebecca said again, he had pieced it together by himself she was trying not to burn the bridge between herself and Abigail. Sam didn't have to say more words, he just moved to the driver's side of the rental car, Rebecca followed suit and sat not talking the whole way back to the boarding house. Abigail was just getting out of her car when they pulled up to the curb.
"Secret's out Abigail. There is no other guy, Dean's the father of this baby isn't he?" Sam said not bothering with the pleasantries. "Before you jump down Rebecca's throat she didn't tell me, you filled your prescription over a month ago. It makes sense, the question is why?"
"Because I don't want my child to grow up like you or Dean. I want it to have a chance at a normal life, to have a chance at a life without the supernatural involved."
"Abigail you have to tell him. You know how much the whole Ben thing affected his life. He has to find out about this. And you know it'll be better if he finds out from you." Sam explained.
"He forgave Lisa for lying." Abigail pointed out trying to prevent the inevitable.
"Yea, but Lisa was a one-night stand and had no way of getting in contact with him. Dean loves you. This is different." Sam continued pressing home how much more difficult this was going to be.
"Sam I can't do this, I'm scared." Abigail said on the verge of tears.
"It doesn't matter, this is Dean's choice too. You're coming with me to see Dean." Sam said dropping the bomb quickly. "We'll leave first thing in the morning."
