A/N: Hey there everyone, sorry it's been taking me so long to update. I'm back home from Puerto Rico, but a day after I got back I started classes and on top of that I got sick. My wisdom teeth and my head have been hurting me to the point of crying and screaming. The medicine my Dad's been giving me knocks me out, but I have been writing when I can and I have finally finished this chapter. Hope ya like it :-)

Disclaimer: Again I say they're not mine and never will be. :-(

Chapter Seven: A New Life

The next day Sam started it out with his morning ritual, which he couldn't wait to be around four months so the puking would be over. Stacey arrived early as she said she was. Sam was happy he was feeling better when she got there. He gave up on eating big breakfasts, now all he was going to eat was crackers and water.

"Mornin' how are ya' feeling today?" Stacey greeted

"Morning. Better, now that the nausea is over for the morning, hopefully." Sam smiled.

"Good, let's start our day then shall we? We're going to Goodwill first then we'll go to Wal-Mart or something to get the rest of what you may need."

"Sounds good to me." Sam pasted a smile on his face.

They walked out of the room, Sam brought his stuff with him. He had already talked to the manager and had gotten his money back. He couldn't bring himself to be excited to be shopping for his apartment. He and Dean had been planning on how they were going to decorate their apartment. He tried to get his mind off his brother and thought about everything he would need at the moment. He placed a hand on his stomach when he sat in Stacey's car. He found that he'd been doing that ever since he found out he was pregnant. Stacey noticed and smiled, it looked a little strained though.

An hour at Goodwill and Sam and Stacey had found a nice mattress, all the room furniture, and the living room furniture, all at a good price. He set up a payment plan and made arrangements of at what time everything was going to be dropped off the following day. When that was done Sam walked around while Stacey paid for some things that she had found. He saw some cribs and walked over to them. He ran his hand over one he liked in particular, but wasn't planning on buying it. He wanted to get all of the baby stuff brand new.

At Wal-Mart Sam got his sheets and everything for the kitchen. Stacey was grabbing the bags and didn't see Sam use his last fake credit card. When they were done, they went to Sam's apartment and started to set up everything for the kitchen. Sam put the bags with the bedroom items in his room in a corner. He was getting hungry.

"Hey Stacey you want to order some pizza?" Sam asked as he walked into the kitchen.

"Sure, just cheese on mine please." She took the coffeemaker out of its box.

"Okay…Hey do you think they can make half of it with banana topping?" Sam absently asked.

"BANANA TOPPING?!...Sam I don't think they have that." She looked at him like if he had grown another head.

"Oh well I'll just add them myself." He said as if it wasn't weird.

"Okay Sam whatever you say. I can't wait to see your future cravings." She laughed at him and he stuck his tongue out at her.

When they finished with the apartment and their lunch Stacey called her sister and told her about Sam. Her sister said to bring him in now.

Sam was nervous as they walked into the doctor's office. He didn't know why, he just was. Stacey's sister was already waiting for them with a smile on her face.

"Sam I'd like you to meet my sister Ashley. Ash this is Sam." Sam cringed at the nickname, he knew he needed to call his friend.

"Hi Sam, my sister said that you wanted to get checked out. Do you need to find out if you're expecting or did you take a home pregnancy test?" They shook hands and Ashley got right to business.

"Well I had a feeling that I was pregnant so I did take a pregnancy test. I'm very sure that I am no doubt about it, you can ask your sister." He smiled shyly.

"Ya' sis he definitely is. Today he had pizza with BANANA topping!" She laughed. Sam ducked his head, but chuckled.

"Oh Stace stop doin' that you're embarrassing the poor guy! Let's go to one of the exam rooms Sam and we'll see how far along you are and if you and the baby are in perfect health." She scolded her sister for her bluntness. She showed Sam to which room they were going to.

"I'll be waitin' right out here Sam." Stacey sat down and started to look through a magazine.

Inside the room Sam sat on the examining table, waiting for Dr. Ashley's next order. He wished Dean was there with him. He sighed, he had pictured himself and his brother seeing their baby for the first time together even if Dean was with Jo. She first checked if his health was good. Everything was fine except that he looked weary, she knew it was the morning sickness. Then it was time to check the baby.

"Okay Sam, I need you to lay down and lift up you shirt and lower your pants a bit." She noticed he was nervous and tried to calm him down. "I'm going to turn on the machine and then we'll take the first look at your baby." She smiled.

"'Kay." He gave a small smile and did as he was told.

Ashley turned on the ultrasound machine and squirted some cold gel on Sam's abdomen. He flinched a little.

"Sorry about that, no matter what I do the gel is always cold." She chuckled.

"That's good to know for the future." He gave an honest smile.

She passed the wand over Sam's abdomen while she looked at the monitor. After a couple of seconds she found what she was looking for. You could even hear the thump thump of the baby's heart echoing throughout the room.

"You see that tiny figure right there?" She waited for an answer, she wanted to make sure he could see what she was pointing at.

"Yea'" He looked at the screen with wide eyes.

"That's your baby Sam and that thumping you hear is it's heart." Ashley smiled.

"My baby." Sam whispered, he had tears in his eyes. "Yup that's your very healthy baby. You're around six weeks almost seven. Now we won't be able to tell the sex of the baby til' you're four months." She turned off the machine and wiped the gel off Sam's belly.

"Now you straighten yourself out and I'll meet you outside. We'll discuss future appointments." She smiled and walked out of the room.

Sam fixed his clothes and wiped his eyes. He was very happy that he had gotten to see his baby. He couldn't wait to be a father. When he walked out of the room Stacey and Ashley were talking. Ashley had a card and a bottle of pills in her hands. They noticed him and smiled.

"Okay Sam here's a card with your next appointment and here are your pre-natal vitamins. Oh and you might want to drink peppermint tea for the morning sickness. I know it must suck." She handed him the card and bottle. "Thank you very much Ashley. Seeing my baby today has me excited, I can't wait for he or she to be born." Sam put the card away in his wallet. "You're welcome, I'll see you here again in a month."

"'Kay, well bye sis. I'll see ya' later." Stacey headed for the door.

"Yea' bye Ashley."

"Bye Sam." Sam followed Stacey out.

In the car Stacey asked Sam questions about the baby. Sam happily answered all of them, seeing his baby inside of him made him feel like if there was a light at the end of the tunnel. He wasn't going to be alone and on top of that he was going to have someone to love and they were going to love him back. He knew he sounded like a girl, but really didn't care. He had another thought.

"Hey Stacey I wanna change my phone, is there someplace you can take me where I can do that?" Sam asked.

"Yea' I'll take ya' there now…You're doing this so the guy can't call you right?" Stacey asked as she looked for the phone place.

"Yeah and so he won't track me, I forgot we set up our phones to have that special tracker just in case one of us got lost. I really don't want him to find me, I need to move on just like he did." He hoped Dean hadn't thought of using it yet.

"How long did you know this guy for? 'Cause it must've been pretty serious what you two had if you had that set-up."

"We've known each other our whole lives, ever since I was a baby. We never dated, we just got drunk one night and had sex. I was happy, but it turned out he wasn't. I was even going to tell him the feelings I had for him, but he didn't even give me the chance to talk. He just wanted to forget that it ever happened. So I stayed quiet and did what he wanted. When I found out I was pregnant I was happy and scared to tell him, but I knew he had the right to know. Then he blew me off and gave me attitude and told me to wait til' later, which wasn't gonna happen I know him and I decided to leave and now he's never gonna know about our child." Sam looked out the window.

"I'm sorry Sam that sucks. He doesn't deserve to know if you ask me. I think you're doing the right thing, starting out fresh, moving on, forgetting about that asshole…Are you going to tell your kid about its other Father?" Stacey was shocked at hearing the story, she felt really bad for Sam.

"Yea' I am, I'm not gonna hide anything from my child. It's gonna know everything they wanna know and I'm going to tell it about its other Dad, they have a right to know and Dean isn't a bad guy. He's a great guy among other things and I know he would've made a great Father. He just fucked up after our one night together." Sam had both hands on his stomach, it was soothing for him.

"Great guy! Great guy! Sam this Dean character is NOT a great guy! He hurt you and didn't care. He used you and then threw you away. I just cannot see a great guy there. You're in love with him that's why you're defending him right now, but when you get over him you'll see that he was an asshole and not a "great guy". Believe me I know." Stacey exploded.

"He really is a great guy, it's only after we slept together that he got like that. That and his new girlfriend. She blinded him to everything else but her I guess…Stacey what happened? Some guy hurt you?" He looked at her.

"Whatever you say and yea' some fucker did hurt me…It…it happened almost three years ago. Me and my ex had been together for four years, we had known each other since senior year in high school. I thought he was sweet and sensitive and an all around good guy. Well anyways one night he was buggin' me to sleep with him since we hadn't done that yet. I wasn't ready and he kept insisting, so he gave me an ultimatum. He would dump me if I didn't prove my love to him, which was basically sleeping with him. Stupidly I said yes. He wasn't even sweet about it, he was rough and it hurt. He knew I was a virgin, but he didn't care about how I felt. All he wanted was a good fuck…Then later on I found out I was pregnant and at first he pretended that he cared and that he was happy, but it was all a lie. He was cheating on me with some other ho and thought I wasn't going to find out, then he said he didn't love me and that I was a slut and that the baby wasn't his. He left me and I got so depressed that I…I…had a miscarriage. It was going to be a girl…To this day he doesn't know what happened, I've never heard from him after all this time and I wanna keep it that way. I'm happier and I feel better now. My family and friends helped me through it for which I'm grateful…" They arrived at the phone place and parked the car. Stacey looked at Sam. "That's one of the main reasons I decided to help you Sam. You're going through something huge and I wasn't gonna let you go through it alone." She grabbed one of his hands and squeezed it. "I'm happy that you decided to stay, you won't ever regret your choice." She smiled.

"Thanks for telling me your story Stacey, you didn't have to…I'm happy I stayed too and I know I won't regret it." He squeezed her hand right back and smiled.

Dean had gone about his day like if everything was normal, Jo kept a close eye on him during breakfast. Luckily he had to work even though his mind was not in what he was doing. He kept thinking about his Sammy, he wished there was a way he could track him down. He knew that when his little brother didn't want to be found, he could never be tracked. All of a sudden he remembered what he and Sam had set up. It had helped when Sam had run away when he was possessed by Meg. He took a break and went on the computer and went to their phone company's website. He went in his account and put the code he needed to find his little brother's location. The computer was a little slow and he had to wait a little. He was happy and felt stupid that he hadn't thought of it before, he was going to find his little brother and apologize. When the screen loaded it said that the phone he was tracking did not exist. Dean was puzzled and tried again, and again he got the same response. He got out of the website and took out his phone and dialed Sam's number. All he got was a machine saying that the number he was trying to call was disconnected. Dean almost threw the phone at the wall, but put it back in his pocket. He thought, "Fuck! He got rid of his phone, he knew I was going to that…What am I gonna do now? I can't keep waiting like this, doin' nothin'. Bobby better give me some news soon, I'mma go crazy if I don't find out anything!" Dean took some very deep breaths and went back to work.

Later that night Sam was alone in his apartment. He had called Ash to give him his new number and to tell him that he was safe and that he already had a job and a home. Ash was happy for him and made Sam promise him that he was going to call him at least once a week. He also told him about Dean, but Sam really didn't care at the moment and Ash stopped talking about him. After a couple of minutes they hung up, they didn't want the people at the Roadhouse to get suspicious.

Sam had turned down Stacey's offer of sleeping in her guest room til' he got his furniture. He was going to camp out on the floor in his bedroom. Sam was in the living room, it was empty except for a couple of pictures that he had gotten at the store and hung up. He looked around the room and smiled, "This is our home now baby."

A/N: Okay after this chapter this story is gonna take an unexpected turn, but I promise you guys that you're gonna like it. Also I'm planning on doing a couple of one-shots when I'm done with this story, they'll be like small continuations to this one.