Three weeks had passed since Dean's resurrection, and Sam still hadn't told his brother he was pregnant. He flashed back to the day he had learned of the pregnancy. Seeing the positive pregnancy result had been a shock. Sam had cried for hours, especially after realizing that Dean would never see his son or daughter. Now, he was able to get the chance.
Sam needed to work up the courage to Dean tell about the pregnancy, though. Sam was still terrified his brother wouldn't want the baby. He couldn't lose Dean. Losing Dean had hurt more than anything he had ever been through.
"You sit him down and tell him. It's easy. He'll be happy," Bobby told Sam. He didn't know why the kid was so scared.
"Fine. I'll tell him tonight." Sam and Dean had just finished up hunting a Rugaru. Killing Jack Montgomery hadn't been easy for Sam, until Dean had been knocked unconscious.
"Good." Bobby hung up the phone and sighed. Why was Sam so insecure? He had always been like this, and it drove Bobby crazy. He loved both boys, but they definitely had their problems.
Sam sat down on the bed he and Dean were sharing. How was he going to tell his brother about the pregnancy? He came up with an answer half an hour later.
When Dean returned from the local diner with food, Sam saw his chance and decided to take it. "What's up?" Dean questioned.
"Sit down," Sam advised. He didn't want to shock Dean so bad that he fainted.
"Okay." Dean gave his brother a weird look and sat down.
Sam took a deep breath. "You know that night we made love before you… died?" He trailed off, trying desperately to stall this conversation.
"Yeah." Dean wished Sam would hurry up and say whatever it is he wanted to talk about and was worried about.
Sam lost his confidence. "I think we should do it again soon. It was fun. Especially since we're in love." Sam wasn't lying about that. He loved Dean so much.
"Let's eat." Dean grabbed a burger out of the bag and started to seat. Sam dug his spaghetti out of the bag. For some reason, he had been craving spaghetti. It was because of the pregnancy, but it was still weird. Sam didn't eat spaghetti all that much.
"This is so good," Sam mumbled in between bites. The spaghetti seemed to taste better now that he was pregnant.
"Did you find us another hunt?" Dean questioned. He was ready to leave this town and start a new job. He was bored here.
Sam nodded. "Ghost in New York," he explained after he swallowed.
"Awesome. Good work, Sam." Dean smiled as he got pie out of the bag.
That's when Sam decided to go for it. "I'm pregnant. It happened before you left." It felt nice to finally say it, even if his heart was pounding.
Dean smiled. "I already know, Sammy. I was just waiting for you to tell me." He leaned over and kissed his brother. Upon figuring out that his brother was pregnant, Dean had freaked out a little. Could he be a good father? Would the baby love him? Upon calming down, Dean realized that he could be a daddy. He had Sam and Bobby to help him. Besides, he had practically raised Sam. He could do this.
Sam stared at him in shock. "How did you already know?" He couldn't believe Dean had figured it out already.
Dean rolled his eyes. "The weight gain was an easily recognizable symptom. That "flu" you had after I came back was definitely morning sickness. The most obvious sign of pregnancy was the baby kicking one night while you were sleeping." That had been an interesting experience.
Sam gaped but recovered quickly. "Are you happy about the baby?" he asked. Sam really didn't want to hear this answer.
"Of course I'm happy, Sammy. We're going to be parents. I freaked out at first, but that's probably normal. We'll probably freak out a lot over the next few months and after the baby is born. When's your due date?" Dean smiled at him again and started on his pie once more.
Sam was immensely relieved. "I'm due on February 18th," he answered. He was thrilled that Dean was happy about the pregnancy.
"Low key hunts are all you're allowed on. No demons or anything. Bobby and I will handle the big hunts." Dean wasn't about to let Sam or the baby get hurt.
"But I've been hunting just fine," Sam argued. He made sure that he protected the baby. The baby was his number one priority.
"I know, but that's stopping now. I'm not risking either one of you." Dean continued to eat his blueberry pie.
"I have an ultrasound appointment coming up in the next few weeks. We can find out the baby's sex. You want to go with me?" a fearful Sam questioned.
"Yes, I do. That should be fun." Dean turned on the TV and Sam snuggled in next to him. He was clingy now that Dean was back. His brother didn't mind so much. He knew that Sam hadn't done so well during the fourth months he was gone.
"Love you," Sam mumbled before he fell asleep. The pregnancy was exhausting him. He hated how tired he was lately. It was pretty irritated, but expected. was pretty irritated, but expected. Especially now that Sam was in his second trimester.
Dean kissed his brother on the forehead and turned the volume down on the TV. "Love you too, Sammy. Sleep good tonight."
What Sam had been dreading for weeks had turned out really well. He had no reason to worry at all. He wished he had realized that earlier instead of panicking for three weeks straight over Dean's reaction.
The Winchesters were looking forward to the arrival of their first child. Both were terrified of becoming parents, but they were excited at the same time.
The next few months were going to go slowly for Sam and Dean.
