The Day Out

So the big group banner is up for this on my profile, go check it out. I'll try to get more made up at some point probably. I've noticed that with all the chapters being named after songs, I've not once used a song title from Taylor Momsen's band. And I'm using Taylor for Holly lol. Although saying that, I just couldn't find a song for this chapter and that made me really sad.

Reviewer Response:

Adaddario – Yeah, Dean really is always trying to get some action. Making up for lost time and all that lol.

AuntMo – I'm still not sure if I'll have Gabriel return. As for the rest of your questions, well you'll have to wait and see now won't you?

Dean's Teddy Bear Doctor – First off, love the name change lol. Second, I'm glad I wrote something to create goosebumps.

Holly followed Meg through the store, only partially paying attention to what Meg was talking about. Her eyes drifted around at the other people around them and paused as she spotted a little blonde girl twirling around in a dress. Holly's head tilted slowly to the side as she watched the little girl. Meg's voice faded off completely and Holly wasn't sure if her friend had just walked too far away or if she had stopped talking all together. The little girl was jumping up and down in front of a mirror now before she twirled around once more and gazed up at her mother.

"Hey...Hannah...hello in there!" Meg's voice returned, followed by the feel of her knuckles rapping gently against Holly's skull. The blonde of the pair jumped slightly and looked at her friend. "What was that about?"

"What?" Holly asked innocently.

"You staring at a kid." Meg replied. Holly just shook her head and walked around the brunette to look at the clothes around them. Meg raised an eyebrow then quickly caught up with her. "What's with you lately? The last few days, even at work, you've been spacey."

"Not spacey." Holly countered.

"Then what was I just talking about?" Meg asked.

"Me being spacey." Holly replied.

"I meant before that." Meg sighed as she shook her head. Holly didn't answer as she pulled a shirt off a rack and held it up to look at it better. "Are you hiding something?"

"No." Holly replied quickly.

"Oh, you so are, you little liar!" Meg snapped quietly. "What is it?"

"Nothing." Holly answered.

"It's something, now spill." Meg demanded, grabbing the shirt from her friend and placing it back on the rack.

"It's nothing!" Holly insisted.

"Are you pregnant?" Meg asked. Holly just stared at her. "Oh my god, you are!"

"I'm not pregnant!" Holly announced loudly. A few people looked at them and the blonde ducked her head.

"How do you know? Have you had a test? Seen a doctor?" Meg asked.

"Will you stop!" Holly demanded.

"We're getting you a test and then going home and you're going to do it." Meg concluded. Holly started to protect but Meg had grabbed her arm and was pulling her away from the clothes before a word could be uttered.

SLTD***SPN***SLTD***SPN

"Dude, will you put your phone away?" Dean complained as he watched his brother receive and send yet another text message. "Seriously, what is up with that?"

"It's just stuff for work." Sam replied, putting his phone down on the table.

"That smile on your face says differently." Castiel commented, sipping his water. The three of them had met up for lunch at what had been quickly dubbed to be Dean's newest favourite restaurant. The staff already knew him there and his usual order was almost common knowledge, he didn't need a menu anymore.

"It's that Christie chick, isn't it?" Dean asked, smirking. Sam didn't say anything, making his brother laugh. "You are so whipped."

"Oh, like you aren't?" Sam asked.

"There's a difference." Dean countered. "Holls doesn't quite realize she has me whipped yet...I still got free will." Sam and Castiel laughed. "Speaking of the girls...have yours been acting strange lately or is it just mine?"

"What do you mean?" Castiel asked.

"Last couple of days, she's sort of been zoning in and out." Dean explained, picking up a french fry and looking it over. "Her attention's been drifting a lot lately."

"You guys are getting closer and closer to the big day, it's probably a bride thing." Sam reasoned. Dean raised an eyebrow but nodded slowly, taking it as a reasonable explanation. Although he wasn't completely convinced that there was nothing wrong with Holly, he just made it a point in his mind to keep an eye on her for the next few days, see how things turn out. It could be nothing but it could also be something.

Knowing his fiancee...it was probably something.

SLTD***SPN***SLTD***SPN

"This is the stupidest thing you've had me do." Holly complained, sitting on the bathroom counter with her arms crossed. Next to her were two little plastic sticks. In order to make her feel better, or at least try to, Meg had volunteered to do a test as well. Holly was wondering about that ever since the words came out of her friend's mouth.

"Even stupider then the birthday crown at work?" Meg asked.

"Yes." Holly replied.

"How?" Meg asked.

"It...well...it just is!" Holly remarked. "Look, I'm not pregnant."

"This little stick will be the judge of that." Meg concluded, pointing to one of the sticks.

"That one is yours." Holly corrected. Meg paused then looked at the stick. Sure enough, she was pointing at the one with the little post it attached to it with her name on it.

"What are you so worried about anyways?" Meg asked. "If you're pregnant, congratulations! You'll be married before you show anyways. Let's not forget, we both know Dean wouldn't mind being a dad at some point."

"Okay how do we even know I can get pregnant?" Holly asked.

"Hey, with my logic, if you get your period, you can get pregnant." Meg countered. Holly shook her head, eyes rolling. "Are they ready yet?"

"Another minute or so." Holly replied, picking up one of the boxes. "Remind me that we need to burn these boxes before Dean gets home."

"Sure." Meg agreed.

"Is this going to be a normal occurrence for our days off?" Holly asked. Meg laughed and shook her head. Holly sighed in relief and leaned back against the mirror over the sink. She looked down at the plastic sticks and wondered what they would say.

A few minutes later, both girls were each holding a stick and staring at the results, neither of them sure how to react to what they saw. Should they be happy? Upset? Afraid?

They both jumped when they heard the apartment door open and Dean's voice called out. There was a mad rush to crumple up the boxes and toss them into the trash bin before the sticks followed suit.

"Hey, you're home early." Holly greeted her fiancee as she slipped out of the bathroom.

"Slow day, how was your day?" Dean asked, glancing over at Meg coming out of the bathroom.

"We went shopping." Meg answered for the blonde.

"Get anything fun?" Dean asked. Holly laughed and Meg shook her head, grinning. "I'll take that as a yes."

"I'm gonna leave you two alone." Meg commented, grabbing her shopping bags from the couch.

"Yeah, Cas is waiting for ya." Dean informed the brunette.

"Awesome, love it when he's waiting." Meg remarked with a smile. "Have fun."

"Oh you bet we will." Dean replied with his own smile. Holly couldn't help but grin. She laughed when Dean picked her up just as Meg closed the apartment door behind her. Holly's legs wound around his waist as he held her up. "So what did you buy?"

"Stuff." Holly replied.

"What sort of stuff?" Dean questioned, moving towards the bedroom.

"Stuff stuff." Holly answered with a laugh.

"You're killing me here." Dean complained. Holly smiled and kissed him. Dean kicked the bedroom door closed behind before he dropped his fiancee on the bed. He pulled his shirt off before he climbed on top of her. "Good way to go though."

"Hmm...yeah." Holly agreed. "But all the same...we should all stay alive for as long as we can."

"I can agree to that." Dean remarked, dragging the dress off the blonde's body. He smirked at the new pink and black lingerie she sported. "You are such a naughty girl."

"Am I going to get punished?" Holly asked innocently.

"You bet." Dean replied.

SLTD***SPN***SLTD***SPN

"Can you get the bathroom garbage?" Holly asked as she tied a knot in the bag of garbage she was currently handling.

"Uh, yeah sure." Dean replied, slowly dragging his eyes away from the way Holly's ass looked in the jeans she wore. He rose from his chair and went to the bathroom. He bent over and pulled the trash bin from under the sink. He looked in it as he started to lift the bag out but something caught his attention. Raising an eyebrow, he flicked aside some tissues and stared at the two little plastic sticks sitting on top of the crumbled and ripped remains of what looked like pregnancy test boxes. Glancing outside of the bathroom to make sure Holly wasn't too nearby, Dean carefully picked up the sticks and read the results.

One read negative and for a moment, he relaxed. His eyes slowly drifted over to the other one and he felt a strange twist in his stomach as he gazed at the little plus sign displayed on the stick.

"Dean!" Holly called out, making Dean jump and drop the sticks back into the bin. "You're gonna be late for work."

"I'm coming." Dean called back as he quickly pulled the bag from the bin, replaced it, then tied the bag up and left the bathroom. His mind running a mile a minute as he tried to think about what he just saw.

Holly and Meg had both been in the bathroom the other day. Both those tests likely weren't Holly's then.

So the question was...who was pregnant?

This sorta just came up with itself. Sorry it's taken me a while to come up with a second chapter. I can't swear it won't be another while for the next one but I'm gonna try and get it up before my birthday on the 13th of June, which gives me a little under a month so I should be good.