"Oh my God," Sophie sighed, walking into Rowan's new house. It was strange to see a real house now. Bobby had one, but that was because he was Bobby and he had always had a real house. Sophie had gotten used to living out of hotels and drive thru food. Rowan's new place was a real home, two stories with a living room, dining room, kitchen, everything. It had three bedrooms, two bathrooms. This was what Sophie would have wanted if she hadn't become a hunter. She would have been begging Dean to settle down with her so that they could have their child in peace. But now, she was too far gone from the everyday, apple pie life. She lived the life of a hunter and that meant she had to live every aspect as a hunter, her own child would probably end up as a hunter too.

"Nice, huh?" Rowan grinned. "It's nice to see you all." They all heard a low purr and a black cat came around the corner and rubbed against Dean's leg. He jumped at first, his arms wrapping around Sophie. She laughed with incredible loudness followed by a snort at his fear.

"That's not funny," Dean warned.

"It's hilarious, Mr. Demon Hunter afraid of a little pussy cat," Sophie giggled. She leaned close to his ear, whispering her next words. "Dean Winchester afraid of a―"

His hand rested on her shoulder, stilling her movements, he gave her a 'don't you dare finish that' look. Sophie grinned and kissed him. "Don't even start that," Rowan warned them. "I really don't need to see the two of you making out."

"Sammy's seen worse," Sophie continued to grin. Sam's cheeks turned bright red.

"I don't ever want to know," Rowan said.

"You really don't," Sam told her.

As it started to get later, everybody settled into their specific rooms for the evening. Dean lay in the room he and Sophie would be sharing while Sophie was downstairs talking to Rowan.

"I have something to tell you," Sophie said.

"You're pregnant," Rowan replied right away. Sophie looked at her with horror in her blue eyes. "Oh my god, are you really?" Sophie explained what had happened with the angel in my dream the night before.

"I don't know what's going to happen...but I don't think I should tell Dean any time soon."

"He has to keep you safe."

"I can protect myself," behind them in the kitchen they heard a glass shatter and they both turned around to see Sam. "How much did you just hear?" Sophie asked.

"All of it," he admitted.

"Don't you dare say a word," she stood up from the table. Sam nodded, slightly afraid of the brunette.

She made her way upstairs to her and Dean's room. Dean was lying in the bed, facing away from the door. She pulled her jeans off and climbed under the covers. Dean didn't make a peep or roll over to face her. Sophie ran her fingers down his bare back but he didn't move, he must've been exhausted.

She rolled to face away from him. Her hand rested on her stomach and thought long and hard. She didn't know what the best course of action for this was...She didn't know what exactly she was going to do. Eventually, she would have to tell Dean, but she wanted to wait until she absolutely had to.

XxX

Dean woke up slightly startled. He was back in his own time and he knew now that there was nothing he could have done to stop Azazel from getting to Sam that night. He rolled over to find Sophie on her side, facing away from him. She looked uncomfortable and not at peace. Dean frowned a little before wrapping an arm around her middle. She let out a little moan and rolled over to face him. Her face moved against his shoulder and he wrapped his arms tighter around her.

Dean did not fall back asleep, he couldn't. His mind was all over the place. Her eyes slowly opened and she rolled over and looked at up at him.

"You're not tellin' me somethin', Soph. What is it?"

"What?" she questioned.

"There's somethin' you're hidin' from me."

"Dean, what makes you...Sam..." She realised. "That son of a bitch―"

"Sophie...what is it?"

"He didn't tell you what it was?"

"No, he wouldn't tell me that part."

"Look, Dean, it doesn't really matter."

"Then why were you so pissed when you thought Sammy told me?"

"Because it's none of his business."

"Sophie, you can tell me anything."

"No, I can't."

"Why not?"

"Dean, let's just drop it, I'm tired."

"No, we're not dropping it. You would want me to tell you," he pressed.

"Dean..." she whined, deciding to take a different approach. She kissed his neck―partially because it was the only part of him her lips were close to. "Please, let's just forget about this. If it was important, I'd tell you, okay?"

"You're really going to try that, Sophie, really?" Dean moved back from her and sat up in the bed. He turned on the light and gave her an angry look. He loved her and he was pretty much always happy to be with her, but this was important.

"Dean..." she frowned, looking at with her blue eyes him in the now lit up bedroom.

"Sophie, tell me what it is," his tone was strict and a little demanding. He needed to know, he could tell by the fact that she was hiding it that it was important.

"But...I..."

He didn't know what to think it was. The way she was acting about it made him nervous.

"Promise me you won't be mad at me."

The worst thing Dean could think of was that she had cheated on him. However, if it had been while he was in Hell, he thought that he may have to just accept it.

"Promise, Dean, if you wanna know."

"Fine, dammit, I promise," he watched her carefully as she tucked her hair behind her ear.

"Okay," she took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant."

He looked at her with huge green eyes and rose from the bed. He didn't know what to say, he didn't even know how to speak any more. He headed towards the door, but stopped before looking at her. "I just need some air."

AN: Hey guys, I almost forgot to post this (way to go me). I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Please tell me if you did, or even if you didn't in a review. Thanks!