Second Chance

Chapter 14

Living on a Prayer

Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural. I own the plot and Alayna…and that's about it.

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Alayna's POV

September (Three months later)

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As I watched summer slowly begin to fade into fall, I also grew in my pregnancy. After I had left behind my…past…I had considered moving back to Memphis, but I knew that would be the first place anybody would try to find me.

Anybody being Dean and…Sam.

Instead of going all the way back to my "country roots" as Ellen put it, I found a town that was all country. It was very small, and I'd managed to find a job as a grocery store clerk. It wasn't much, but luckily neither was my cost of living. Between that and odd jobs in between, I'd been saving a little each week and adding to the account Sam created to help with after the baby was born.

I had also been visiting a local doctor as well. The baby (which I still chose to keep a surprise) was healthy and still expected to be due late September or Early October. The friends I had made while in town decided to throw a baby shower, the same day Jo arrived to stay with me until the baby was due. Needless to say, it was eventful, and had taken my mind off the things I'd been letting my mind wander to…like Sam.

A part of me missed him, wanted him back so bad it hurt. I wanted to know how he was doing, wondered if he missed me like I missed him….The other part of me focused on the two months he was with Ruby, and forgot about the seven months we were in love with each other. Each time I brought it up to Jo, she advised me to call Sam, but I was too afraid to do so. I still had the letter he wrote me when he was in Bobby's panic room. Finally after weeks of contemplation, I decided I would contact Sam the day the baby was born.

That day came sooner than I had expected.

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September 21

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The day started off as normal; woke up, worked my four hours at work and came home, finding Jo napping on the couch and watching some daytime soap opera. By noon I began to feel tired, and I thought it was due to work. However a few hours later, I was hit by a sharp pain from my stomach to my back. Though my back had been hurting the past few days, the sharp pain in my stomach was new. When it happened again, I knew something was wrong. Then before I knew it, my water broke; the baby was on its way.

"Jo…Jo!" I said through shaky breaths. She jumped up from her nap and looked at me with a wild, half asleep expression.

"What's wrong?" she said.

"The baby's coming," I said, holding myself steady by grabbing the counter.

"Now?" she said in a high pitched voice.

"Yes, now," I snarled, trying to take deep steady breaths. The pain was starting to slightly increase. "Hospital…now!"

"Okay," she said, acting as if someone scalded her with hot water. She helped me to my Jeep as quick as I could walk. I struggled getting into the passenger seat, for the first time hating my vehicle for being so tall. Jo ran to the other side and got into the driver's seat. As we headed t the hospital, I tried to some breathing exercises while I called Bobby's phone.

"Hello?" came Bobby's gruff voice.

"Bobby," I managed to gasp out between breaths.

"Alayna? What's going-is they baby coming?"

"Yes!" I managed to ground out.

"Okay, I'll be on my way," He said. "Is there…is there anything I can do?"

"Just…call…Sam," I said between breaths. The pain was starting to increase. "He needs…to know!"

"Okay, just…get to the hospital," Bobby said; it was obvious that he was slightly panicked over the phone. "I'll let Sam know, okay?"

"Okay," I said before disconnecting the call. Five minutes later, I was being wheeled into the hospital, the only things on my mind was my baby and if Sam would even show.

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Sam's POV

Memphis, Tennessee

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"Sam, this is the fifth time in the past three months we've been here…and I don't think Alayna's here," Dean said.

I looked at him and sighed, my shoulders slumped. "I think you're right," I said defeated. "She's just…gone."

I'd been trying to find Alayna since I got my memories back. Since I read the letter she left me. I pulled it from the glove compartment, where Dean left it until I knew what was going on. Sighing I read it again for what seemed like the hundredth time.

Dear Sam,

As I write this letter, I sit outside in the waiting room of this hospital as you battle for the will to live. Dean's been in a constant state of panic, and I'm pretty sure Bobby isn't too far off. I'm trying to stay calm for their sake. I know you'll make it through this. I have faith that you'll make it.

I know about what happened with Lillith, and I know what Dean done to save you. Each day I take out the letter you wrote in Bobby's panic room and read it, trying to get myself to fully forgive you of that last time I saw you. For the first time I was truly terrified of you, Sam, and thinking about it still gives me goose bumps. One part of your letter really worried me. I felt like you just wanted to give up when explaining about the curse, and it hurt me to think you didn't care about living anymore.

I never once doubted you didn't love me, Sam. I know you always did…we wouldn't be having a child if we didn't love each other. What I really apologize for it that I'm not going to be there as you recover. I was told by a certain guardian angel that I'm not allowed to see you until you can remember me. I'm leaving Dean specific instructions that he's not allowed to give you this until your memories are back…so that last part was basically irrelevant.

After I leave Dean this letter, I'm going to leave like I've been instructed, and I'm going off the grid. Only Bobby and Ellen know where I am, and until I can fully figure out what's my next move, it will stay that way. I know it may seem harsh, but it's what I need to do. I do still love you and I do want you in my life. I can't bare the thought of our child growing up without knowing their father.

Don't worry, Sam…it's all going to be alright. It always gets better in the end…just like your silver linings. I hope and pray that you believe it as much as I do. Get better soon. I miss you and love you so much.

Alayna

Dean's phone went off, bringing me back to earth. I folded the letter, putting it in the envelope as Dean answered his phone.

"Hello?" he said. "Oh, hey Bobby…whoa, Bobby slow down…what? Now? But…where…okay, I'll head that way…Sam? He's right here," he handed me the phone and got onto the interstate heading east, a smile on his face. Confused, I put the phone to my ear. "Hey Bobby, what's going on?"

"You're on the verge of becoming a father, that's what," Bobby said. "I'm on the way to an airport."

"Whoa…back up," I said. "Father-you mean…Alayna?"

"She called me, in labor…she wants you there, Sam."

"Where is she?" I asked, anxiety and excitement running through me.

"Never mind that-Dean's on it," Bobby said. "Just…be prepared."

"Thanks, Bobby," I said. "I owe you."

"Just fix this mess for that kid…that's all I'm asking," he said before ending the call.

"So, I'm Uncle Dean now?" Dean asked grinning at me.

"Look like it," I responded, running a hand over my face. "How far away?"

"Eight hours…nine tops," Dean said.

"It's been six months, Dean," I muttered. "What am I going to say?"

"Start off with, "I'm sorry," genius," Dean said. "then maybe your feelings."

"You've been watching daytime television again, haven't you?" I said suspiciously, raising my eyes at him.

"No," he retorted defensively. "Who cares who sleeping with who…or having fantasies about…"

I snorted and he glared at me before turning up the radio and pushing the gas pedal closer to the floorboard.

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Finally we arrived in the small town, much to my anxiety. We pulled into the parking lot of the hospital and Dean got out. It felt as if I was going to be walking to my death.

"What's wrong, Sammy?" Dean asked, leaning on the open window.

"I don't know if I can do this, Dean," I finally said. "I don't think I'm ready to be a dad."

"Come on, Sam…you've fought every supernatural creature out there, hell, you killed Lillith-bitch demon goddess-and seen things that would send others screaming in the other direction. Being a father surely can't be any harder."

"Okay," I said shakily. Somehow knowing I had my big brother's support calmed me down, and I rolled the window up before opening the door of the Impala to get out. "Let's go."

We walked into the main lobby, where a young blonde sat at a computer. "Excuse me, ma'am," Dean said, obviously flirting with the girl. "Can you direct us to the…" he looked at me with a confused look on his face.

"Pediatric Ward?" I ventured.

"Right," Dean said, looking back at the blonde, who hadn't looked up from the computer. "My little brother here is becoming a father and we…need to get to the…Pediatric Ward."

"Second floor," she said, ignoring Dean's charm, which left him slightly put out. She smiled warmly at me and said, "Congratulations," as we walked to the elevators. Shakily, we got into on and I hit the "2" button.

"Still breathing, Sammy?" Dean asked as the elevator stopped on the second floor.

"For now," I muttered. We followed the signs to the pediatric ward, and entered the waiting room where Jo sat alone, looking in an old magazine. She looked up and smield as she saw me. She got up and gave me a hug.

"She's going to be thrilled to see you," Jo said.

"Thrilled good…or thrilled bad?" I asked.

"Good," she said, giving Dean a quick hug. "She's been wanting to see you for months."

I smiled sadly. "How long has she-"

"Been in labor?" Jo asked. "Um…going on nine hours."

"Damn," Dean muttered.

"I just hope it's soon," I muttered nervously. Jo and Dean nodded as we sat in the waiting room.

It was two more hours before a doctor came in, and by then Bobby and Ellen had arrived. As the doctor entered, I jumped up before anybody else could. "How is she?" I asked.

"Mother and child are both doing okay," the doctor said. "I was informed you were wanting to keep the sex of the child surprised, so I will leave it to Miss Summers to reveal it. I can allow one person to see her before we move her to a private room."

I turned back to the others, who were looking at me. Ellen and Bobby nodded, Jo smiled, and Dean gave me a thumbs up. Sighing, I turned back to the doctor.

"I'll go."

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