"You are way too happy today." Sam said.

Dean shrugged. "It's been three weeks since Kyla and I started this new, beautiful relationship, and I'm in a good mood."

Sam smiled. "Good. You've been safe right?"

Dean nodded. "Of course. Well, not the first time, but that happened kind of fast. It's not like I'm trying to knock her up or anything. Please. I do know what I'm doing."

"And if you do happen to get her pregnant?" Sam asked.

"Then she'll tell me, I'll own up to it, and things will be fine. Stop worrying. This is supposed to be a nice brotherly outing." Dean said.

Sam smiled. "Okay, fine. I'm glad you and Ky are good. You told her anything?"

Dean shrugged. "Well, there hasn't been an actual exchange of 'I love you's, but she knows I absolutely adore her, and I've liked her for years."

Sam nodded. "Well I guess that's a start."

Dean smirked. "Oh it's the start of something beautiful."

Sam laughed. "How does she feel about you talking about you guys' sex lives?"

Dean shrugged. "I don't think she knows I'm doing it."

"You are something else, Dean." Sam said, and drank some coffee.

"So...how are you and Bianca?" Dean asked.

Sam shrugged. "Okay."

"You guys are hanging out a lot more." Dean persisted with a smirk. "Sammy gonna get some?"

Sam sighed. "Look Dean, not everything is about sex."

"She likes you though. Kyla thinks so anyways. And that girl is smart. Damn is she." Dean said, and chuckled a little as he sipped his coffee. "And so commanding. Sometimes I think she's the one wearing the pants in the relationship."

"That's because she is." Sam said.

Dean gave him a look. "She is not."

Sam shrugged. "I think she is. And from what I've heard, that by the way, was too much information, she initiates that sex you two like to have more than you do."

"We're talking about you and Bianca now, if you haven't noticed." Dean told him, giving him another look.

Sam shrugged again. "We're--I really like her."

"Take her out on a date." Dean said.

Sam blushed. "No. She--she still thinks I'm a pervert."

Dean laughed. "That's because deep down inside, you have a little 'Dean' in you."
Sam shook his head. "I do not."

"Oh, Sammy--we all have a little 'Dean' in us." Dean told him. "And my Dean is getting lucky...a lot."

Sam sighed. "And yet again, it's all about you and Ky, and sex."

"You jealous she picked me over you?" Dean asked, and Sam laughed because he was kidding.

"I love Ky, but not the way you do." Sam told him. "Now can we talk about something else?"

"Our waitress deserves a REALLY good tip." Dean said.

"Why?" Sam asked.

"She's hot." Dean replied with a shrug, and Sam sighed and shook his head.

****

It had been pretty boring for the past three weeks. Bianca and Sam had hung out a little bit more, and she was starting to like him. She thought he was hot. He always had a way of knowing what was going on. He was on top of things. He was smart.

"You okay?" Bianca asked, sitting up on the couch and looking at Kyla.

"I feel sick." Kyla said, and got herself a glass of water.

"You and Dean seem happy." Bianca said, winking.

Kyla smiled. "Yeah. It's been a good few weeks."

"You look a little pale..." Bianca told her.

"I think I'm going to puke." Kyla admitted, and hurried off to the bathroom, coming back after a few minutes, and holding her stomach. "I think I have the flu."

"Or you're pregnant." Bianca shrugged, looking up as Kyla spit out the water she had just started to drink.

"No." She said.

"Have you been safe?" Bianca asked.

"Of course we have! Except for that first time. How did you even know he and I were...never mind. He's Dean. And he's a man." Kyla replied.

"Where are you going?" Bianca asked, as Kyla disappeared into the bedroom of the hotel room.

"Calendar!" Kyla called back.

Bianca got up and followed her in, sighing as Kyla clapped a hand over her mouth.

"Yes?" Bianca asked.

"I'm late. No. No, no, no, no. I haven't been paying attention." She said, slumping down onto the bed. "This can't be happening."

"You know, most women are excited when they find out that they're pregnant." Bianca told her.

"Who says I'm pregnant? For all you know, I have the flu." Kyla replied, standing up and putting her planner back into her bag.

Bianca nodded. "If that's what you want to believe."

Kyla looked at her. "There's a hospital close. Will you go with me to check for sure?"

Bianca smiled. "Sure."

Kyla grabbed her coat and Bianca followed her, both of them sitting in the waiting room. Kyla filled out some papers and then put her head in her hands, Bianca rubbing her back.

"What if I am?" Kyla asked. "Wait...hold that thought."

Kyla got up and Bianca waited for her to come back from the bathroom.

"You throw up again?" Bianca asked.

Kyla nodded. "Please be the flu."

"Would it really be so bad if you were?" Bianca asked.

Kyla sighed. "Please. Do you see Dean settling down anytime soon with the demon on the loose still? And how do I help fight a demon if I have a baby in me? And who wants to make a kid travel from town to town while their father fights demons?"

Bianca smiled. "But what if Dean's excited about it?"

Kyla shrugged. "I don't know. How do I even tell him that? You know what...let's just wait until we know, okay?"

"Kyla Pruitt?" The nurse asked, and Kyla got up, looking at Bianca, who nodded and followed.

The nurse took some blood, and then told Kyla she'd call later. So Bianca and Kyla went back to the hotel and lounged around for a while, the nausea gone, and Kyla thought about it. Would it really be that bad? How would Dean take it? They had just started this out. This could be bad.

"What do you think the results will be?" Bianca asked.

"I bet she tells me I'm pregnant." Kyla said, and cuddled up on her side of the couch.

When the phone rang and the boys still weren't back, Kyla got up and answered it--it was the doctor at the hospital.

"Is Ms. Pruitt there?" She asked.

"This is Kyla." Kyla replied.

"Ms. Pruitt, we have the results of your test." The doctor said.

"And?" Kyla asked.

"And...