Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural
Warnings: Mpreg, Wincest, No Mark of Cain (At least not yet), Kevin's alive (For now),
Please feel free to comment, I love to hear what people think and if there's something I need to work on. Sorry this it took a while for me to update, my close friend was going through something horrible and than I had my own personal problems to take care of.
The crib is based off of the crib in the 13th Episode of season 7, "Slice Girls"
I'll put a link of the crib in my profit for reference if needed.
Chapter 8 Merry Christmas Baby
It was strange for the door across from Sam's room to be locked. All the other unused rooms were kept unlocked so Sam wondered why this one was any different. After spending several minutes trying to get the door to open, Sam finally threw his hands in the air and let out an irritated sigh before storming off to the library where Benny and Kevin were taking Christmas decorations out of an old box they found in a closet with other boxes. Sam walked over to the table they were using.
"Need any help?" Sam asked sitting down.
"You could get started on making the popcorn garland," Benny said pushing the giant glass bowl of popcorn over to Sam. Sam grabbed the needle on the table than began to add popcorn to the long string attached to the needle.
"Did you pick out the room you're going to use for the nursery?" Kevin asked wiping the dust of a beautiful and probably priceless glass ornament.
"No," Sam answered before eating a handful of popcorn, "Did either of you change rooms?"
Kevin and Benny shook their heads "No." Sam frowned in thought for a second before shrugging and adding five pieces of popcorn to the string than adding two more handfuls to his mouth.
"You know darlin', you're not supposed to eat the popcorn," Benny said playfully, with a friendly smile.
"You gave a job that involved food to a pregnant person," Sam said taking a piece of popcorn and throwing it into his mouth, "You knew this was going to happen."
Benny shrugged and began to slowly pull the bowl away, "Maybe we should switch jobs than."
"But…but I'm pregnant," Sam said in a small, pity me voice while he let his bottom lip quiver like he was about to cry.
"I wasn't the one who knocked you, "Benny said but pushed the bowl back to Sam anyway.
"Yay," Sam responded happily eating some more of what was supposed to be a part of the decorations before looking around, "Where is my baby-daddy anyway?"
"He's setting up the tree in the TV room," Kevin replied.
"To bad we can't have real ones," Benny said.
"I'm sorry," Kevin said aggravated," It's not my fault I'm allergic to pine."
"Of course not," Dean said entering the room, "It's not like you wanted to be allergic to Christmas."
"I'm not allergic to Christmas!" Kevin snapped at Dean.
"Whatever you say," Dean replied with a smirk. He walked over to the corner where the box with the libraries' tree laid. Dean took out a pocket knife and cut the tape that kept the long, cardboard box closed than began build the tree with the box's content.
As Dean worked on putting the tree together, Sam spoke up to ask, "Hey, Dean where are the keys to the rooms?"
"In my room," Dean said not looking up, "Why do you ask?"
"I was planning on choosing the room for the baby today but one of the unused rooms are locked," Sam said adding more popcorn to the homemade garland.
Dean froze for a second, "That's…uhm odd, I'll take a look at it later."
"Okay," Sam said with a small, quick nod.
"Are you still going to the baby store today for ideas?" Kevin asked.
"Sure, I don't see any problem with just looking," Sam said.
"You're going to look at baby stuff?" Dean asked setting the half built tree on the ground before giving Sam all his attention.
"Yeah," Sam said with a shrug, "Do…would you like to come with?"
"Jeeze Sammy, thanks for inviting me to tag along," Dean snarled at him, anger and annoyance getting the better of him.
"What's your problem?" Sam asked.
"My problem," Dean said standing up, "I don't have a problem, I mean there's no reason at why you should talk to me before planning things like that."
"Next time I'll let you know sooner, don't get all worked up over it," Sam said.
"Don't…don't get worked up," Dean repeated in astonishment, "I'm the other parent here and I deserve know things that involve our baby."
"I never said you didn't," Sam said agreeing with Dean.
"Oh yeah?" Dean asked, "Than why haven't you told me when the doctor appointments were…or better yet, let's talk about the fact Cas knew you were have cravings before me!"
"You're yelling at me before I didn't want to wake you up at night?" Sam asked in a soft, barely audible voice.
"Don't try to be innocent with me!" Dean growled at him, "You only did it to get back at me!"
"No, I didn't!" Sam shrieked at him as his eyes began to water.
"You did!" Dean yelled at him, "You so totally did! You're trying to exclude me from the experience!"
Sam couldn't take it anymore, tears began to form and fall from his face," I'm not trying to exclude you from anything…I…I swear!"
Sam got up from the table and walked away as fast as he could. They all watched him as he left than Kevin and Benny turned their sites on Dean.
"Brother, you just made yourself a mess," Benny said.
"I know," Dean said looking at spot where Sam was moments ago.
"It's hard for you right now but it's also hard for Sam," Benny told him.
"I know," Dean repeated.
"You need to go talk to him," Benny said.
"I'll give him some space," Dean said starting to sit down.
"Now!" Benny growled at his friend, showing off his true teeth.
"I'll go talk to him now," Dean said before he slowly made his way to Sam's door and knocked. A few seconds later, Dean heard Sam tell him to come in. Dean opened the door and stepped in, Sam laid on his bed reading a book on pregnancy and first time parenting. It was one of the books Dean got Sam as a kind of secret gift. Since the first on December, Dean has been leaving gifts like books, shirts, or other things Sam would like in Sam's room. Surprisingly enough, Sam hasn't said a thing about these unexpected gifts.
"Good book?" Dean asked, trying to break the ice. Sam only nodded, trying to avoid looking at Dean. Dean took a few steps closer," Mind if I read after you're done."
"No need," Sam said grabbing a second book from his nightstand and holding it out to Dean. It was the same exact book as the one Dean got him," Cas gave me a second copy by mistake."
"Cas?" Dean asked.
"He's been leaving me presents the last few weeks, I think he's trying to apologize for acting weird," Sam answered.
"Cas?" Dean asked again.
"Yeah, I didn't tell you because you may have read too much into it," Sam said with a shrug.
"Uhm, what else did he get you?" Dean asked.
"The shirt I'm wearing, new boots, a dagger with a rose design, a few very old spell books, a few books on parenting, and some other things," Sam listed. Dean shook his head as he listen to all the things he gotten Sam, not Cas.
"I should have put my name on them," Dean said,
"What?" Sam asked.
"Cas wasn't the one who gave you the gifts," Dean confessed, "It was me."
"Wow, that's…so not you," Sam said.
"Yeah, well I was trying to be romance," Dean admitted.
"So you got me a second copy by mistake?" Sam asked.
"No, I only got you one copy," Dean said, "I bought all the parenting books together."
"If you say so," Sam said throwing the book on the bed before turning to Dean and crossing his arms," Why would you think giving me a version of the Kama Sutra right now is a good idea?"
"What?" Dean asked.
"The book you left me two days ago," Sam said.
"I left you food two days ago, not a book," Dean told him.
"So if you didn't leave the Kama Sutra than who did?" Sam asked.
"I don't know and right now I don't want to," Dean said before changing the subject, "Are you okay? I'm sorry for yelling at you."
"Yeah, I'm just a bit more hormonal than usual, if I wasn't pregnant I probably could have dealt with the whole scene better," Sam said, "I'm alright now."
"I shouldn't have yelled at you, I know you're not trying to exclude me from anything," Dean said, "How about I take you out for a nice lunch and we could go look at that baby store?"
"You don't need to," Sam said with a shrug.
"I want to," Dean said. Sam nodded and they went out to have lunch at a nice restaurant before heading over to homey, quaint baby store and had a look around. Sam picked out his favorite things and Dean secretly took note. Dean quickly realized that Sam was picking out pink things or things that would be considered girly.
"Do you know the sex?" Dean asked.
Sam gave him a small smile before shaking his head," It's just a feeling I have."
They left without buying anything but had a couple ideas on what they wanted. They went back to the bunker and helped Benny and Kevin finish decorating. When Dean saw his chance, he went back out to a hardware store and bought a few cans of paint. Later that, when he thought everyone was asleep, he stepped out of his bedroom with a can of paint and went over to the locked room. He used the key to unlock it and entered before locking the door once again.
The next few weeks passed somewhat slowly. Dean continued to give Sam gifts each day but not anonymously. Dean planned on questioning Castiel the next time the angel popped in, he was pretty sure it was Cas who left the other books for Sam.
Sam's stomach began to grow outward, his pregnancy became more noticeable and his clothes began to no longer fit. A few days before Christmas, Dean took Sam out to buy some new clothes to wear. It took Sam what seemed like hours to find maternity clothes that weren't too frilly or decorative. The stores seemed to keep their plaids and things like that in the darkest corners of the place but Sam was able to find them.
Christmas morning, Kevin woke everyone up by running up and down the hallway, loudly banging on a pan and yelling at the top of his lung, "Wake up guys, it's Christmas."
Slowly the others came out of their rooms and followed Kevin to the library because it had the tree they put all of the presents under. They all took a seat and got comfortable before Kevin started handing out presents to each person. Soon the floor was littered with wrapping paper.
"What did Dean get you? "Benny asked.
"Books, clothes, food, weapons-
"No, what did he get you today?" Benny asked
"Oh," Sam said looking at Dean, "I'm not sure, he really doesn't have to give me anything else."
"I got you one more gift," Dean told him, standing up and held out his hand," It's not here."
Sam took Dean's hand and let his husband lead him to the locked, unused room. Dean let go of Sam's hand and fished a key from his pants. He unlocked the door and pushed the door open. Sam walked into the room with Dean following behind him and took it all in. The normally bland, boring white walls were painted a pale, light pink with little flower and butterfly designs in darker pinks and purples. There was a dark wooden crib in the middle of the farthest wall with a pink cot and blanket. The name "Emma" was written in beautiful, gold cursive on the wall above the crib. There was a wooden rocking chair and changing table that matched the crib. Off to the one side was a book shelve filled with toys and books.
"It's beautiful," Sam said softly, grabbing Dean by his shirt and pulled him into a long, loving kiss.