She sat in the middle of the penticle, chanting over and over, nsync with the banging of the bed in the other room. Now all she had to do was wait. Wait and see if the spell took hold, and she prayed for the sake of the world that it did.

A mounth and a half later.

Sam woke to the disgusting taste in his mouth. 'Oh God! Not agian, that got to be a week straight.' He thought to himself as he quitly rushed to the bathroom, but no mater how quite he was Dean always woke to the sound of him heeving, fucking dry heevs too.

"Sam, Dude maybe we should take you to a doctor?" Dean questioned, he was worryed. His brother was never sick, and now all of a sudden he was throwing up, but only in the... "Oh Fuck!" Dean whispered loader then he ment too.

"What you gonna puke now, too?" Sam questioned looking over at Dean.

"Dude, what all did you drink that night?" Dean questioned.

"What? I don't know I think it was whiskey. Why does that matter?" Sam asked.

"Did Jack come and visit you? At the bar that is." Dean asked, trying to put the missing pieces of the puzzle in there places.

"Um, yeah. I guess she did. Dude she can drink." Sam said scratching his head. "Why do you want to know?"

"Did she give you anything? Like a pill or slipp something in to you'r drink?" Dean asked, his worry was now showing on his face.

"No. But she gave me a piece of gum." Sam answered, he was starting to get scared. "Dean what. Why are you asking me all these questions?"

"Sam she's a witch. I think she put a spell on us. I think you might be..." Dean couldn't find the right words, but Sam could figure it out.

"You think she put a spell on us, to IMPREGNATE ME!" Sam said eyes wide, arms flaling.

"It would explain everything. The throwing up, the hot flashes, the mood swings. I mean dude, I gotta call her." Dean answered searching for his phone.

"Fucking right you have to call her! What if I am? How the FUCK am I supposed to push out a fucking kid!" Sam was freaking out, he couldn't controll anything and god he had to pee!

"JACK!" Dean screamed into his phone.

"Ok, before you spaz at least let me explain." She said indeffence.

"NO! You tell me right fucking now how to fix this!" Dean screamed.

"Aww, is Dean-o not ready to be a daddy?" She said in a mocking voice.

"What?" Dean asked, just about dropping the phone.

"Thats right Dean. You and Sam are going to be proud parents. Oh and suggest you get Sam to me so I can atleast examine him. You know so he and the BABY are alright." She said with a smile on her face. The spell had worked.

"And why would I do that?" Dean asked, becoming very frusrated.

"Well un-less you want Sam to die. Casue thats what will happen, when He goes to give birth. The child will die, and spread toxins through out Sam's un-naturaly long body. Causing him to become ill, and eventually die. Now we don't want that to happen now do we?" She asked, in the most serious voice she had.

"Fuck, I don't know what I ever did to deserve the evilness of which is you!" Dean spatt venom dripping from his lips.

"Dean I'm just trying to my job! If you don't like me thats fine! But don't you dare call me EVIL, you sick son-of-a-bitch!" She yelled, losing her cool for the moment.

"What the FUCK job are you trying to do, exactly?" Dean questioned, he stod to go check on his brother. Still holding the phone.

"Protect the last remaining Winchesters! And to make sure that you two are not the last of the line!" She said, eyes widing. She could here Sam vometing on the other end. 'Pour kid, morning sickness sucks!' She though to herself.

"Fine. Where the fuck are you?" Dean asked, finally giving in.

"Wawaness, Manitoba Canada. I'll be here for a godd nother four to six days. Seven at the most."

"I'll call yoiu when we get to the border. It might take me a few days to get there." Dean answered end the call, and putting all his itention back to his baby brother.

"Are you okay for a few hours?" Dean asked.

"Ya, what did she say?" Sam asked just about to brush his teeth.

"You are!" Dean exclaimed, he just could hide the fact that they were going to be parents. He was gladded, he and Sam were going to have a child, together!

"Why are you so damn excited? Arn't you totally pissed?" Sam asked. The guilt that Dean wasn't the father taking over.

"Nope! You wanna know why?" He asked as the biggest grin spread across his face "Cause you are going to make the best mother in the world! And as for me, if you thought I was protective of you, well kiddo, just image me with my own kids?"

"You'r the..." Sam was cut off as Dean pressed his lips to Sams.

"Yepperz. Looks like we're gonna be parents!" Dean said touching Sam's stomach. He was so excited, but Sam was scared.

Okay there the sixth chapter. I'm not sure where I'm goin with this story anymore so It may take awhile.