Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural

Warnings: Wincest, Mpreg, No "Mark of Cain" (at least not yet), Kevin's alive

Please feel free to comment, I would also get a beta for this story so if anyone would like to give it a try than let me know.

Chapter 2

Dean came to a couple hours after Sam told him the news. With a sharp, stabbing headache Dean sat up from the cold, hard floor. He rubbed his head a bit before getting up and finding his way to the nearest bathroom to get something to help with his headache before finding Sam in the kitchen.

Sam looked up from the kitchen table after taking a bite of a sandwich and smiled at Dean," Hey, how are you feeling?"

Dean didn't return Sam's smile, instead he gave his little brother and husband a cold stare," I got a headache and my back hurts because you left me passed out on a floor."

"Sorry," Sam apologized," I would have moved you but I didn't think it would have been a good thing to do in my condition."

"Whatever," Dean said in a harsh, unfeeling tone while going to the refrigerator and grabbing at beer.

"Why are you acting like that?" Sam asked his brother," You should be happy, we're going to have a baby."

"It's not mine."

"Excuse me?!" Sam yelled in a bit of confusion.

Dean turned to angrily face his brother," You heard me! It's not mine...I don't know why you want me to be happy about it!"

"Are…are you saying I cheated on you?"

"Yes!"

Sam stood from the table," Well…I'm sorry to disappoint you but I didn't. You're the only one I slept with."

Dean gave a snicker," Yeah right."

"Why can't you believe me?"

"Because I'm sterile!" Dean yelled at him.

"What…no you're not!" Sam shook his head in doubt.

Dean sighed," Look, back when you were in college, I tried to make some fast cash by selling my little swimmers to a sperm bank. There were a lot of people who tried to get pregnant with my guys but no one did. The bank told me and I got myself checked out….turned out I was shooting blanks."

"And you never thought to tell me this?!" Sam screamed at him.

"Oh please, you're the one who cheated," Dean said," Don't try to make me the bad guy."

"I didn't cheat, Dean," Sam said honestly," I'm sorry but whoever you went to must not be good at their job because I'm pregnant and you're the only one I slept with."

Dean shook his head," I'm sorry but I don't believe you. I think it's better if we just go back to being brothers…I'm going to head out for a bit, when I come back…please have your stuff out of the room we're sharing.

Sam watched sadly as Dean walked out of the room.

Hours later Dean came back, a little buzzed from drinking alone at a bar. He found his way to what used to be their room. Dean exhaled a deep breath, not sure he was ready to see the room without Sam's things even though he was the one who requested Sam move into another room. He finally opened the after just standing in from of it for several seconds. Any sad feelings Dean had disappeared and were replaced with a little bit of shock and anger. Sam's stuff was still in their respected places in the room, Sam himself was sitting on the bed reading while two big, brown moving boxes sat in one lonely corner of the room. It was obvious that the stuff in the boxes weren't Sam's things but his own. He could clearly see that Sam had stuffed all his things into the boxes as neatly as possible.

"I thought I told you to have your stuff out when I got back," Dean growled at his brother.

Sam didn't even look up from his book," You did."

"So?"

Sam glanced over to him before returning to his book and turning a page," So what?"

"So…why are you and your things still in my room?" Dean asked in a tense, frustrated tone.

Sam signed before putting his book on the nightstand and giving Dean his full attention," I was going to pack myself up and find another room until I realized that you're the one who broke us up and you're the who doesn't believe me even through I'm telling the truth. You should be the one who should move…not me."

"Oh, yeah?" Dean asked sounding childish.

Sam nodded," Yeah."

"Fine!" He shouted and stormed over to the two boxes and picked one up. He got behind the second box and started kicking it out of the room. He slammed Sam's door shut and continued to kick the box until he got to the end of the hall and took over the room on the left.